Chapter 177

"King Yan has arrived!" With a sharp voice, Yan King Xia Wenhan slowly walked out and walked to the main seat and sat down. Everyone present stood up and bowed their hands to the Confucian gift.

King Yan sat down and spoke: "Thank you for coming to the poetry meeting of this king, today I will meet friends with literature, today this king is also specially invited to understand that everyone came to cheer for the fun, and many famous prostitutes in Beijing are also present to cheer for all the talents, I hope that the pillars of the court are able to splash ink and enjoy it." ”

"Your Highness Thank you for your hospitality."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Everyone was grateful.

In a small room in the distance, Wan Wan Tingting walked out of a few beautiful women, and the first one in front of her head was this ice language to explain everyone. Zhu Zhenguo has been back in Zhongjing for many days, he is really busy with official business, and the matter is important, so other thoughts have been put aside for the time being, and he has not yet gone to meet Xie Bingyu.

At this time, Xie Bingyu walked out, glanced at the crowd, and really found Zhu Zhenguo, his eyes went straight to Zhu Zhenguo full of resentment.

Zhu Zhenguo also looked over with his eyes, feeling this resentment, and his heart was also painful, with a lot of apology in his eyes.

The two just met like this, but Yan Wang Xia Wenhan was inside, and he heard Zhu Zhenguo talk about the relationship between the two along the way, but at this time, his face was full of smiles, and he had a taste of knowing it in his heart. Why did this King Yan have to invite Xie Bingyu here, obviously because Zhu Zhenguo was coming today.

Countless little maids and maids slowly served the wine and food. In fact, most of the process of this poetry meeting is similar, and it is no different from the Shangyuan poetry meeting, and King Yan holds a poetry meeting, but it is also a chance for these talented and beautiful women to become famous.

Of course, these talents also have to seize this opportunity, King Yan is no one else, if King Yan says a little in front of the emperor and reads his own poems, his name will be in the emperor's heart, maybe when he will stand in front of the Son of Heaven Hall.

If this Wu King Xia Rui comes to hold a poetry meeting, the momentum will inevitably be even greater, and the responders are only afraid that the clouds will gather in Beijing, in fact, most people know that this King Wu will probably be the emperor in the future, so everyone will want to be famous in front of the future emperor. It's just that Xia Rui hasn't been interested in poetry since he was a child.

On the contrary, it was the imperial examination of the martial arts, and Xia Rui had been there a few times. This is also the reason why this King Wu has known Xie Bingyu for many years, but he has not been favored. Lang is talented and beautiful, which means that men must have literary talents, and this Xia Rui's literary talent is really a lot worse.

I think this is also the reason why Emperor Chengping prefers Xia Rui, and the two have the same interest in this regard. It's just that Emperor Chengping's cultivation is not bad, but King Wu is much worse.

Several celebrities sat down on the small pavilion on the side, and a few people who came out in front of Zhu Zhenguo knew each other, it was Miss Feng at the Shangyuan Poetry Conference, and she was also the first famous prostitute that Liu Xuliao recruited with Zhu Zhenguo's words.

"Xie Yuangong, I know this, this is Miss Feng." Liu Xuliao is on the scene, and he probably knows King Yan, Xie Bingyu and this Miss Feng.

"Haha, do you have a kiss to Fangze?" Zhu Zhenguo also quipped.

"No, no, no... Absolutely not at this time. Liu Xuliao hurriedly waved his hand to explain, but his face was already red, but he didn't know if he had a kiss to Fangze.

Zhu Zhenguo didn't bother to ask more, everyone also smiled, and didn't say more, Guo was also present that time, and he probably understood the matter, so he laughed along.

Liu Xuliao saw that everyone was laughing, and he blushed even more and said, "If you don't have it, you don't have it." ”

At this time, everyone is older than the country, and several of them are less than twenty, and they are inevitably a little shy to say that men and women are a little shy, and if everyone reaches the age of the country, it will not be like this, but I am afraid that I will have to exchange the skills of this boudoir secret.

This Miss Feng family is driving and singing Zhu Zhenguo's "Qingyu Case", this year is the most popular word, and the height can be said to be the highest, and it is the best to start.

As soon as the words were finished, King Yan spoke: "Come on, reward." ”

This is Miss Feng who King Yan wants to reward this singing. After finishing the reward, the subordinate next to him, this person hurriedly went down to prepare the reward.

King Yan said: "When I was in Beihe, although I also heard this word, but the voice of the person who sang the song was not good, and I really enjoyed listening to it today." Dajiang Zhu Zhenguo, when the real name is well deserved. ”

When he said this, the king of Yan went to Zhu Zhenguo Zhu Zhenguo hurriedly got up and saluted, and said, "Your Highness has won the award!" The student was lucky enough to get the lyrics, and he deserved such praise from His Highness. ”

Although the lyrics are excellent, Zhu Zhenguo can only get up and be modest, all the people present are talented, if he is big, it will offend everyone present.

At this time, Zhu Jingyuan, who was sitting in front of his head, turned back to Zhu Zhenguo, who was the one who was slacking off to himself before, his face was a little unkind, he stood up and said: "Your Highness, the student has always heard that this Dajiang Zhu Zhenguo is very good, I have admired it for a long time, and when I see it today, it is really extraordinary." ”

When King Yan heard this, he also smiled at Zhu Jingyuan and agreed.

How do you know that Zhu Jingyuan said again: "Recently, the students have heard some rumors in Zhongjing, saying that this Dajiang Zhu Zhenguo is less than twenty, but he has made such a masterpiece, but I am afraid that someone behind him will build momentum for him, this word reached the ears of the students, and the students did not believe it, why don't you let Zhu Zhenguo prove it again today?" It can also block the tongues of those little people. ”

This Zhu Jingyuan's words are sinister, but he still puts himself in the position of a good person, as if he is helping Zhu Zhenguo, of course, he also wants Zhu Zhenguo to make a fool of himself in his heart, if this Zhu Zhenguo makes another ordinary speech, wouldn't it just confirm the rumors that Zhu Jingyuan said.

Zhu Zhenguo is also bound to be infamous, not just infamous, others must still think about who is behind Zhu Zhenguo. Don't think about it, there is only Zhu Zhenguo's teacher Ouyang Zheng, and only this criminal department Shangshu Zhenggong has such literary talent. Even Ouyang Zheng's character will also be questioned.

King Yan is extraordinary, and usually pretends to be indisputable, but after listening to Zhu Jingyuan's words at this time, he still doesn't know Zhu Jingyuan's intentions, and of course he has to open his mouth to cover for Zhu Zhenguo.

"It's still early, and the performance has just begun, but there is no need to worry, Zhenguo will always produce some excellent works today." King Yan's mind is also simple, that is, to give Zhu Zhenguo a time to consider, the poetry masterpieces are carefully crafted, and most of the works produced in a hurry will not be very good. So when he said this, he was also helping Zhu Zhenguo, asking him to polish it carefully, and make a splash later.

When King Yan said this, Zhu Jingyuan would not be able to entangle him anymore, as long as Zhu Zhenguo wanted to compose a poem today, there would always be a chance to humiliate this Zhu Zhenguo. Zhu Jingyuan wants to humiliate Zhu Zhenguo to be angry, but it is secondary, and Ouyang Zheng behind Zhu Zhenguo is the main thing.

At this time, Zhu Zhenguo didn't take it seriously, there were many poems, and Zhu Zhenguo came easily. But if you want to choose the right one, you have to think about it. And he didn't move. There is nothing wrong with what Zhu Jingyuan said, Zhu Zhenguo wants to dismiss this face, but he has to find a way.

After all, the words that came out seemed to be helping Zhu Zhenguo, only saying that it was a rumor, and Zhu Jingyuan didn't believe this rumor, he believed in Zhu Zhenguo's literary talent. Zhu Zhenguo wants to fight back, and there is no place to attack back, which is also nerve-wracking.

Ouyang Wenfeng and Liu Xuliao didn't take it seriously, Zhu Zhenguo wrote poems, they had seen it, it was really easy to come by, where to need what to carve, and they are all classics.

However, the country was a little worried on the side, after all, Zhu Zhenguo really offended Zhu Jingyuan, and this Zhu Jingyuan was obviously aimed at Zhu Zhenguo today. The country is also full of real talent and learning, and he is also very good at writing poetry, and the characters who can fight with Zhu Zhenguo for a few rounds must be extraordinary in poetry, but this poem is still about some luck and coincidence, where there is a person to compose poetry, you can produce a good work.

The famous prostitutes in Beijing prepared in the small pavilion stepped forward to perform one by one, and the atmosphere slowly became warm, and everyone produced a lot of poems, even this Yan Wang made one on a whim, and his literary talent was also good, and he was a good work. The audience was full of sycophants, boasting that there was only one person in the sky and on the ground.

At this time, Zhu Jingyuan turned around and still didn't say a word Zhu Zhenguo, and his heart slowly became anxious, if this Zhu Zhenguo really didn't write poetry today, it would still be difficult to humiliate, there is a place to attack if there is a work, there is no work, it can't be said that Zhu Zhenguo Jianglang is exhausted, this Zhu Zhenguo has come out again in three or five days, wouldn't it be a slap in the face.

In the final analysis, Zhu Jingyuan still doesn't believe that Zhu Zhenguo can make lyrics like "The Qingyu Case" at the age of seventeen, at the age of seventeen, he hasn't even figured out what falling in love is, how can he be looking for him thousands of times in the crowd, and suddenly returned, but the person was in the dim light. This kind of poem is written by someone of a certain age and experience.

It's not someone behind it, what other possibilities can there be?

Zhu Jingyuan turned back and said to Zhu Zhenguo: "Zhenguo is quite inconvenient today? Why don't you write poetry all the time? As a brother, I also want to hear Zhenguo's blockbuster, so that those rumors don't spread their tongues anymore. ”

"Brother Zhu has been raised, and the younger brother has uncertain thoughts in his mind today, and he has to think about it again." Zhu Zhenguo responded politely, thinking that Zhu Jingyuan finally couldn't bear it, and what Zhu Zhenguo was waiting for was that Zhu Jingyuan couldn't bear it anymore and said some derogatory words, so Zhu Zhenguo could fight back.

Zhu Jingyuan saw that Zhu Zhenguo said that he still had to think about it, but he didn't care, although he was anxious in his heart, he didn't move quietly, he was in a hurry, but he seemed to be aggressive, in front of this King Yan, he always had to be polite and polite.

It's just that it's been a long time, and it's about to be the finale of the ice language, after the ice language appears, the poetry meeting will end, and then everyone will drink and exchange poems and so on, and there will be no chance to force this Zhu Zhenguo to compose poems.

Zhu Jingyuan was even more anxious in his heart, and even King Yan was a little surprised, Zhu Zhenguo didn't move today. Zhu Zhenguo has always been the kind of sharp impression in King Yan's heart, he is not soft in fighting, and his means are also thunderous, but when he encounters people for a long time today, he is quiet, not at all like the Zhu Zhenguo he met in Beihe.

Before Zhu Jingyuan came to the stage, Xie Bingyu glanced at the people on the left and right, and then said: "Zhenguo, are you in a bad state today?" Everyone has come up, your poem has not come out yet, this opportunity to prove yourself is about to pass, Zhenguo must seize it. ”

"Thank you Brother Zhu for your kindness, my younger brother has been busy with official business recently, but he has read less poetry and books, but at the moment he has a clumsy work, but the level is average, so he will not be ugly." Zhu Zhenguo was smiling in his heart, but he still replied modestly.

Sure enough, someone got Zhu Jingyuan's signal, so he spoke: "Zhu Zhenguo, the first genius of Dajiang, I'm afraid it's just a vain name, today's poetry meeting, hesitating, maybe it was the rumor that was true." ”

I don't know who said this, and then a few people immediately echoed it.

"I'm afraid that someone is really right, and someone is behind it...

"Well, this kind of thing is not uncommon in Dahua, the master abounds for the disciples, but I didn't expect that Lord Ouyang was honest and strict in his life, and he also did such a thing, and I don't blame Lord Ouyang, it's really the disciples who don't work hard, dragging down their reputation. It's a pity, it's sad... ”

Ouyang Wenfeng heard someone name and say that his father, how could he bear it, stood up and scolded: "The villain who hides his head and tail, talks about the elders behind his back, is it a gentleman's doing, how can the sage poetry book educate the villain?" Whoever is consciously talented, I Ouyang Wenfeng will accompany me. Dare to stand up and compete with me. ”

Ouyang Wenfeng is also extremely confident in himself, but most of them are next to Zhu Zhenguo, and his own light is covered by Zhu Zhenguo.

The person who spoke in front of him saw that Ouyang Wenfeng was imposing, but he didn't dare to say much, and only said: "Lord Ouyang is upright, and we all admire it, but because Lord Ouyang is not worth it, it is not sad to accept a disciple who sells his reputation and reputation." ”

Zhu Zhenguo listened to these words, and he was still enduring it, most of these people who came out to speak were just clowns who jumped off the beam, and what Zhu Zhenguo really had to wait for was Zhu Jingyuan, the son of Lord Nafu.

Seeing this state of affairs, King Yan opened his mouth and said: "The poetry club is supposed to meet friends with literature, don't hurt the harmony, poetry is just a carrier, making friends is the right way, and let everyone perform." ”

Ouyang Wenfeng saw King Yan speak, his eyes glanced at everyone with hatred, and slowly turned around and sat down, his heart was furious, in front of this King Yan, he couldn't do it.

Xie Bingyu put all this, but also for Zhu Zhenguo anxious, this kind of poetry, generally there is no part of Xie Bingyu to speak, at this time on stage, Xie Bingyu plucked the strings, and sang a "Water Tune Song Head" in the sky, it was really Zhu Zhenguo in front of Emperor Chengping of the Star Picking Building, this "Water Tune Song Head" has not been circulated much, only the emperor and Xie Bingyu themselves know, this Xie Bingyu has always regarded this word as Zhu Zhenguo's confession to himself, and he has not taken it out to sing.

When I came to sing at this time, I also wanted to help Zhu Zhenguo, and when I finished singing, someone asked, and Xie Bingyu said that this word was made by Zhu Zhenguo, and it could also help Zhu Zhenguo relieve the siege.

Xie Bingyu sang the lyrics and songs slowly, but Zhu Jingyuan was thinking about how to let Zhu Zhenguo read out what he said, his mind turned sharply, and he suddenly made up his mind, thinking, since he wants to tear his face, where do he care about this, just wait for Xie Bingyu to finish singing and then he will speak.

If it is according to the general poetry process, this Xie Bingyu sings a masterpiece that no one has ever heard, someone must have asked the source, and Xie Bingyu replied with the trend.

Today is different, after singing the song of this ice solution, Zhu Jingyuan didn't wait for everyone to ask anything, and said directly: "Dajiang Zhu Zhenguo, but Er'er, it's not as famous as meeting, there is a poem, but I don't have the courage to say it, count me Zhu Jingyuan." ”

When King Yan heard this, he also set his eyes on Zhu Zhenguo, only to see Zhu Zhenguo smile, and said: "In this case, the little brother will make a fool of himself." ”

Zhu Zhenguo was waiting for this time, Zhu Jingyuan had already said this, there was no fool in the audience, this Zhu Jingyuan had hinted that the people around him were disrespectful, and he also jumped out at this time. In this matter, everyone is also in the middle, and they still don't know what happened. At this time, as long as Zhu Zhenguo hits back and slaps his face, the story of today's poetry will be passed out, and it will also make people have endless aftertaste.

Zhu Jingyuan's reputation is only afraid that it will stink, and he will force people to bully poor students, and force Zhu Zhenguo to write poems to prove himself, this kind of reputation, as long as he is a person who really reads sage books, such as Guo, he will feel that this Zhu Jingyuan stinks when he hears it.

Zhu Jingyuan was also overjoyed, seeing that Zhu Zhenguo was finally going to be ugly, a criticism and insult was already brewing in his heart, just waiting for Zhu Zhenguo's poems to come out, and if he found three or five mistakes, he would inevitably put Zhu Zhenguo to death.

Zhu Zhenguo, with a long knife, slowly walked into the entrance, and said to Xie Bing on the stage: "Everyone, please play a song "Ambush on All Sides" for the students."

Where would Xie Bingyu be unwilling, his sweetheart, his hands were already on the pipa, just waiting for Zhu Zhenguo to signal.

"Okay, Zhenguo's shot must be amazing, this king can't wait." King Yan also opened his mouth to applaud, this sentence can't wait, obviously it really said the voice of King Yan, today I invited Zhu Zhenguo to this poetry meeting, of course, I also want to see Zhu Zhenguo's literary talent.

"Thank you, Your Highness, today's students will dance swords and compose poems to entertain Your Highness." Zhu Zhenguo's long knife has been unsheathed, which means to compose poetry while dancing the knife.

Everyone in the audience stared at Zhu Zhenguo, dancing the knife and composing poems, this is what the ancients did hundreds of years ago, this Dahua has been five hundred years, there is no such person, except for a founding general Ning Liheng, no one has this civil and military skills.

Even Ouyang Wenfeng, Liu Xu, and Liaoguo were so excited that they got up and applauded. Zhu Zhenguo has not yet begun, and this atmosphere is enough.

King Yan heard that Zhu Zhenguo was going to dance with a knife, and he knew that Zhu Zhenguo's martial arts were extraordinary, so he hurriedly ordered: "Give wine." ”

A few servants stepped forward to a table and poured a bowl of good wine.

Zhu Zhenguo didn't say much, held a sheathed long knife, stepped forward and drank a bowl of good wine on the table, and threw the wine bowl to the side.

I saw that Zhu Zhenguo's long knife had come out, and the person had flipped in the air, the cold light was pressing, and the lightning was extremely fast.

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming!" It is this Li Bai's famous "Chivalrous Journey"

Zhu Zhenguo, who stood still from the air, used his feet hard, and the person had already jumped forward two feet, and the long knife swept out, leaving only an afterimage, and the sound of breaking the sky roared by.

"The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a meteor." Zhu Zhenguo's voice is getting louder and louder, full of energy, and there is no corner of the whole scene that is not echoing Zhu Zhenguo's poetry.

Stopping his figure, Zhu Zhenguo somersaulted backwards, and the long knife drew a circle in the air, forcing the cold light to illuminate the eyes of the entire poetry club.

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brush off your clothes and go to the house, hide deep with your name! Zhu Zhenguo's figure is getting faster and faster, and the audience is full of swords and figures.

Everyone present was speechless in shock, just staring at Zhu Zhenguo in the field, but they couldn't even keep up with Zhu Zhenguo's movements, and their ears were full of Zhu Zhenguo's heroic poetry.

"Idle over the letter Ling drink 6, take off the sword and knees forward.

will scorch Zhu Hai and persuade Hou Huan (7).

Three cups of Turano, the five mountains are light (8).

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit is neon (9).

Save Zhao with a golden hammer, Handan was shocked first (10).

Two strong men in Qianqiu, Xuanhe Liang City. ”

Everyone felt that their eyes and ears couldn't keep up with Zhu Zhenguo's rhythm, in this "Ambush on All Sides" pipa song, the human knife was flying all over the field, the sound of breaking the sky echoed with the rapid music, hitting the hearts of the people, it seemed that the flying Zhu Zhenguo was himself, and it seemed that he could also kill the enemy with a knife, and he was arrogant.

"The bones of the dead man are fragrant, and he is not ashamed of the world." Suddenly, Zhu Zhenguo's voice was loud, and these two sentences were the biggest **.

As soon as the two sentences were finished, I only heard Zhu Zhenguo shouting: "Ah!!!!!! ”

Zaiguo's figure, from behind, went straight to a few zhang and stepped forward, and he had jumped more than a zhang high, and in front of him was the wooden table that poured wine for Zhu Zhenguo before.

The long knife has been swung by Zhu Zhenguo to the extreme, that is, the human eye has already tracked, and he can only feel that the long knife slashed down rapidly, passing through the wooden table, and then flipped, and the long knife slashed horizontally under the table, directly passing through the four thick table legs.

Only in an instant, Zhu Zhenguo put away the knife and stood, calm as if he had never moved, and slowly put the knife into the sheath, at this time Xie Bingyu's "Ambush on Ten Sides" has come to an end, Zhu Zhenguo gently read the last sentence: "Who can write Your Excellency, Bai Taixuanjing (11)." ”

Zhu Zhenguo, whose face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he was breathing evenly, slowly walked to his previous seat and sat down.

The table that was slashed twice by Zhu Zhenguo still maintained the appearance of the table standing, with a complete change.

Everyone in the audience was stunned, and no one spoke for a while, even this Zhu Jingyuan had no thoughts. King Yan is also quietly still reminiscing about this poem, or reminiscing about Zhu Zhenguo's astonishing blade.

Liu Xuliao was originally a master of martial arts, and he didn't know much poetry, but he was the first to react, and said to Zhu Zhenguo, who was already sitting in his seat: "Xie Yuangong, you... This.... Poem. This poem is more imposing than mine. ”

King Yan also came back to his senses and shouted, "Okay!!!!!!! ”

But this Yan Wang really couldn't think of any words to describe it, so he could only applaud loudly.

Hearing King Yan's good voice, the wooden table snapped and exploded into several pieces, and the incision was smoother than that sawed by the saw, and everyone was shocked on the spot.

Even King Yan also stood up, took a few steps forward, and the table that had been placed there suddenly exploded.

In order to cooperate with Zhu Zhenguo's movements, Xie Bingyu was even more nervous, just to keep up with Zhu Zhenguo's movements, and the music had to cooperate with the movements to produce such an effect. It's just that this ice detoxification was originally a weak woman, and after the song was played, her mind was already exhausted. (To be continued.) Announcement: This site recommends a free APP, say goodbye to all ads. Please pay attention to the WeChat public account to enter the download and installation: appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy)