Chapter 105 Liu Shuai's son

"Zhihuan comes first. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Xu Song commanded again. The Zhihuan he said in his mouth was that He Zhihuan was Xu Song's own protégé. Obviously, teachers love students, and this brilliant opportunity allows their students to come first, but they are not shy about it, as long as this He Zhihuan has a good work, his face is also bright.

I saw a young scribe stand up, bow deeply to the top and say, "Thank you, teacher, the student has poetry... ”

Due to the distance, Zhu Zhenguo was about to lean his ears to listen, but Liu Xuliao, who was sitting with him, couldn't bear it anymore, and whispered: "Brother Zhu, you see that everyone is really beautiful." ”

Zhu Zhenguo listened to Liu Jiaxuan's praise of Xie Bingyu's beauty, and hurriedly said angrily: "Don't think about it more, Xie is not something you can touch." ”

Zhu Zhenguo's meaning couldn't be clearer, that is, he didn't want to have multiple rivals.

"Not something I can finger in? Hmph, is it Brother Zhu who can finger it? Besides, I don't mean to finger dye it, what are you nervous about? "This Liu Xuliao is straightforward, but this Liu Xuliao really didn't think much about it, just to look at the beauty, but he didn't have any ideas, after all, his heart was still a little immature.

"I'll tell you what to do, and I'll write a poem and see what you can make." Zhu Zhenguo was a little lazy to pay attention to this Liu Xuliao, after all, this occasion is not suitable for whispering.

When Zhu Zhenguo came back to his senses, this He Zhihuan had already finished the poem, and he was full of praise.

"Zhihuan is not bad, who will do it again?" Xu Song was in a good mood, this apprentice did not embarrass himself.

At this time, the next crowd was silent, this occasion was not a gathering of friends and classmates, asking who was coming, and everyone was vying for the lead. At this time, no matter how much you want to do it in your heart, you can't look ugly, and you have to put on a modest shelf of a scholar.

Xu Song saw that he didn't take the initiative left and right, and he knew that he still needed to do it himself, so he said, "I heard that the disciple of Zhenggong is also here today?" ”

Who is this talking about? It is Ouyang Zheng, who has not appeared in Zhongjing City for more than ten years, and perhaps Ouyang Zheng has been called Zhenggong for the first time in his life.

Today, Xu Song calls Ouyang Zheng the righteous father, but I am afraid that Xu Song, as the emperor's first secretary, knows a little bit of the inside story.

Zhu Zhenguo didn't realize it when he heard this, but Zhu Zhenguo didn't pay much attention to listening to Xu Song above, where could he realize it for a while This righteous man refers to Ouyang Zheng.

Even the people in the room are wondering who this righteous man is in Xu Gong's mouth? Zhu Zhenguo also didn't know that Xu Song was calling himself.

Xu Song saw that no one responded for a long time, and everyone was puzzled, but they were a little embarrassed, and said: "I heard that in recent years, Zhenggong has been a scholar in this Dajiang County and taught an extraordinary disciple, and I heard that I came today." ”

As soon as Zhu Zhenguo heard Dajiang County, his spirit also pulled back, and he didn't know where he was calling himself, so he hurriedly got up to greet him: "Student Dajiang Zhu Zhenguo met Xu Gong and the elders." ”

"Hehe... If you really came, I heard that you are quite literate, why not make a song today? Xu Song's embarrassment was perfectly resolved and he smiled.

"Listen to Gong Xu's instructions, students think about it." Zhu Zhenguo didn't prepare before, and he wanted to write this murderous poem, which was different from the wind and snow before.

Xu Song listened to Zhu Zhenguo and thought about it, but he felt that this Ouyang Zheng disciple did not live up to his name, and this topic had been out for a while, so he had to think about it.

I didn't know that this Zhu Zhenguo really thought about it, and spoke after a moment before his voice fell.

"In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned.

But to make the dragon city fly will not teach the horse to be in the Yin Mountain.

The horse newly crossed the white jade saddle, and the moonlight was cold on the battlefield.

The sound of iron drums at the head of the city is still vibrating, and the blood of the golden knife in the box has not dried. ”

Zhu Zhenguo recited the song "Out of the Stopper", and the sound was loud and the momentum was also set off.

Although this poem is a little sad, it is a battle spirit rising in the heart, expressing the bloody nature of men, which is really an excellent work. Dajiang Zhu Zhenguo, worthy of the name of Zhenggong. Xu Song opened his mouth and praised.

"Thank you for Gong Xu's appreciation, Zhenguo has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he wants to kill the enemy immediately one day, worthy of the emperor's grace." Zhu Zhenguo was loyal at this time, but he expressed his loyalty in front of the emperor's secretary, Lord Xu.

"Not bad, yes, haha... Back then, I knew each other with the righteous public, and I was taken care of by the righteous public, and this time the righteous public taught good disciples, and I was honored. Xu Song seemed to be talking to himself.

After listening to it, Zhu Zhenguo thought about it for a while, and he brought a stack of teacher letters, and it seemed that he really had this letter from Xu Song. It's just that as soon as I arrived in Zhongjing, Zhu Zhenguo will be a beauty, and the letter has not been sent yet.

Hearing this, Zhu Zhenguo bowed again. This Xu Song, as the person who presided over the poetry meeting today, spoke again: "Zhenguo Dacai, sit down first, there is still a masterpiece worth looking forward to today, Liu Shuai's family has always practiced martial arts, and today I heard that Liu Shuai's son also went up to the fifth floor, but I want to see it." ”

Who is this son of Liu Shuai talking about? It is Zhu Zhenguo who has just met Liu Xuliao.

When Liu Xuliao saw that he was called, he also got up and bowed to you. Zhu Zhenguo is curious, this son of Liu Shuai? Mo is not the son of Liu Di, the chief soldier of Datong Border Town. There are not many handsome people in the court.

After the meeting just now, Liu Xuliao was not stage frightened, and said again: "Just now Zhu Zhenguo made a good poem, and I also wrote a poem, men should kill the enemy, kill all the fresh barbarians, how many people to kill, kill all the people, kill all the people." ”

After Liu Xuliao finished writing the poem, he stood aside and was still a little proud, only feeling that his poem was much better than the sorrow of Zhu Zhenguo's unpaid Long March, and it was more manly.

After everyone listened, they were silent for a moment, and then immediately burst into laughter, what kind of poem is this, and where is there a little rhyme for the battle. Even Xie Bingyu on the side also covered his face with long sleeves and laughed softly.

Liu Xuliao saw that everyone was laughing, but he was not embarrassed at all, and asked Zhu Zhenguo next to him: "Xie Yuangong, how is the poem I composed, is it more imposing than yours?" ”

Zhu Zhenguo hurriedly looked away, looking like I didn't know you. I thought to myself, this kid is really a talent, and I regret that I shouldn't have helped him cheat upstairs just now.

Xu Song couldn't cry or laugh, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

But it was He Zhihuan, who was the first to compose a poem just now, who spoke first, stood up, and looked arrogant: "How did you come upstairs as a martial artist?" ”

Since ancient times, the civil and military affairs have been light, and the literati have always felt superior to others, and the sentence "there is no white ding" is to exhaust the arrogance of the literati.

Where could Liu Xuliao endure the contempt of others, and directly pointed to He Zhihuan who was sitting in front of him and said, "How did you come up as a rotten Confucian?" As you came up, so I came up. ”

Zhu Zhenguo was very embarrassed in his heart, he was kind today, I was afraid that he would cause trouble. Hurriedly pulled the corner of Liu Xuliao's clothes with his hand and motioned for him to sit down.

"Piff。。。。。 Today's Literati Poetry Club, what are you doing here? "After all, He Zhihuan is a scholar, and even if he scolds, he can't scold people.

Where would Liu Xuliao care about Zhu Zhenguo's small actions, he was even more unconvinced, and said: "The master is here today to let you know that the master is both civil and military, and he has also read poetry and books for several years, what kind of martial arts do you know?" ”

Zhu Zhenguo was also stunned when he heard this, this Liu Xuliao is also both civil and military? I was thinking about whether to apologize, after all, Liu Xuliao brought it by himself.

Then He Zhihuan wanted to speak, but Xu Song, who couldn't smile bitterly just now, waved his hand to stop it, his face was still gloomy, and he said: "Zhihuan, what kind of system does it become to compete with others for the benefit of the tongue, today's poetry meeting is to communicate with people, what about martial arts practice, martial arts practice is my blessing." ”

This Xu Song is very generous, and martial arts are blessed to practice literature, which is not wrong at all.

When He Zhihuan heard the teacher's education, where did he dare to say more, and hurriedly saluted: "Thank you for the teacher's teachings, the students have been taught." ”

Zhu Zhenguo also hurriedly pulled down the demon king Liu Xuliao of the mixed world. This Liu Xuliao was still a little reluctant, but after listening to Xu Song's words, he felt better.

Zhu Zhenguo saw that the situation was over, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, this Liu Xuliao is really not a good teammate, if he really investigates it today, Zhu Zhenguo will really be cheated by him.