"Mountains and rivers are thousands of miles away, and the city is ...... nine gates"

A magnificent Dijing chapter, sprinkled with joy, hanging on the wall of the hall, the pen is outlined, quite skillful, it should be the work of the calligraphy master, however, this is not the point, the main thing is that the world knows, this is the swan song of the Dijing chapter, that is, Han Rui made, the poems are gorgeous, and there are many strong words, which are highly sought after by the world.

The Governor's Mansion is the official residence of the military generals, and the hanging of this poem, although it is inevitable that there are some suspicions of vassal elegance, but the homes of high-ranking officials and nobles are embellished with poems, calligraphy and paintings, but they do not have it.

Moreover, the Dijing chapter is indeed a masterpiece that has been passed down for centuries, when it was passed to Jingzhou, the martial brothers heard it, liked it very much, and immediately prepared a generous gift, begging the calligraphy master in the city, on the high-quality brocade silk, the book splashed ink, it took three days, and finally completed the length, and went home happily, replacing the Cao Zhi poems that were hung before, the samurai? When I saw it, I didn't blame it, so I was quite happy in my heart.

At the right time, being in the bureau, hearing Han Rui's self-reported name, Wu Yuanqing naturally didn't pay attention, but now that he got Wu Yuanshuang's reminder, he immediately reacted, and in addition to being surprised, he was also wondering, is it the same name and surname?

"Also, so young, not like Mr. Han." Wu Yuanshuang said, there is a little disappointment in his heart, celebrities and celebrities are always admired in their hearts, and they want to meet them somewhat, as for whether they will be disappointed and disappointed after they meet, it is another matter.

The court officials who came with Han Rui couldn't help but smile when they saw the reaction of the Wu brothers and their doubts, and an official said leisurely: "Wu Gongzi, we don't know if there are other people in the capital with the same name and surname as Dr. Han, but what you think in your heart should be the same person as what you just saw." ”

Wu Yuanshuang exclaimed: "What, he is really ......"

"No wonder, at a young age, he became Dr. Taichang." Wu Yuanqing muttered to himself, his eyes showing envy that could not be concealed.

A group of officials nodded with a smile, even if Han Rui's achievements had nothing to do with them, but at this moment, the same envoys of the imperial court had a sense of honor.

Feng Changshi next to him was also a little surprised in his heart, Han Rui's name, he had known it for a long time, but he didn't think about it, after all, in officialdom, the most considered thing is not the other party's fame, but the official position, background, power, etc., no matter how famous it is, it just gets a superficial courtesy, in essence, ignore you, and it depends on the mood of the official.

For example, You Heng, a famous man in the Three Kingdoms period, was arrogant and didn't like anything, at the beginning, whether it was Cao or Liu Biao, they were very polite to him, but You Heng seemed to be sick, and he couldn't see others treating him well, so he often rubbed his nose and face, pointed at the two and scolded, and the result can be imagined, in the end, it makes people like goods, pushing around.

When he arrived at Huang Zu, he ended up dying in a foreign land, although public opinion felt sorry for him, accusing Cao and Liu Biao of killing people with knives, and condemning Huang Zu as a reckless horseman, but no matter how he scolded and reprimanded, he did not hurt Huang Zu in the slightest.

Therefore, it can also be seen that the so-called celebrities, in the eyes of those in power, are just a layer of gorgeous window paper, when it is useful, it is used to decorate the façade, if it is useless, it is not a big deal to puncture it, so even if he knows that Han Rui is prestigious, what Feng Changshi values is still not Han Rui's talent, but his official position and future.

Of course, seeing that the two sons of the martial family were so excited, Feng Changshi also knew how to make fun, and said with a smile: "In the evening, the officials and gentry of Jingzhou are ready to set up a banquet to entertain the envoys of the imperial court, and the two sons can also come to participate and express their admiration to Dr. Han......"

"Great goodness" Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang, without thinking, immediately agreed. If Han Rui was here, he would definitely kill Feng Changshi, what expression of admiration, at first glance, it sounded as if he had some special hobbies.

Suddenly, Wu Yuanshuang seemed to remember something, and hurriedly asked, "Big brother, do you want to notify a few gentlemen?" ”

Or it is because of the suppression of the Yang family and the privileged treatment of the son of the minister, Wu Yuanqing and Wu Yuanshuang, who have not been contaminated with the spleen of many gentlemen, are quite respectful of the teacher, hearing that Han Rui is here, thinking of the usual, several gentlemen respect and appreciate him very much, and naturally, this idea came to mind.

"That's nature." Wu Yuanqing groaned, his eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice: "Han Jianghuai's arrival is also a grand event in Jingzhou's literary circle, if you leave a few heirlooms in the middle of the banquet, then the people present, including us, will also benefit." ”

What are the benefits? Of course, it is to follow the fame of the world, or to be famous for centuries. A good poem can not only make the poet famous, but also carry the deeds of the characters mentioned in the poem to be well-known and recited repeatedly.

Assassins such as Jing Ke and Yaoli, if it weren't for Sima Qian's historical records, I'm afraid no one would know their names, Cao Zhi's poems, many times mentioned the rangers of Bingzhou, until now, it still makes the rangers of Bingzhou proud, Han Rui's juvenile line, and even more so that the face of the young man in Chang'an has to shine, when partying, don't drink Xinfeng wine, don't sing two sentences of meeting for the king's drink, the people next to him will definitely despise it.

This is the charm of poetic writing, from ancient times to the present, everyone can despise it, ignore it, and even despise it, but no one can deny its influence.

The two brothers looked at each other, and Wu Yuanqing said softly: "Feng Changshi, we want to invite a few more people to the banquet, you see ......"

"It's okay, just invite you, just go back and make up an invitation." Although Feng Changshi is a civilian, he is an official in the Governor's Mansion, and he is also a martial artist, and he is promoted from the Luan world, and he is not very interested in poetry articles, but since it is the request of the martial brothers, he is also willing to sell his personal favor, after all, the Yang family has no children, and he is old, and the title of the martial family will inevitably fall on the two of them.

"Thank you Feng Changshi." The martial brothers were very pleased, if they didn't have to accompany the guests, I am afraid they would have been cheering, and they couldn't wait to send out invitations, which would definitely cause a sensation, and many people would also accept their brotherly affection.

At this time, Han Rui naturally didn't know what the martial brothers were doing, and Imperial Doctor Ding, unhurriedly, followed the Yang family, and came to the bedroom before entering the door, Han Rui felt that the situation was a little wrong, what was wrong, for a while, but he couldn't say, just an inexplicable feeling.

After thinking about it, there was no result, Han Rui had to hide the confusion in his heart and continue to move forward, samurai? The bedroom is very spacious, divided into several spaces by bead curtains, the left is the study, and the right is the screen cabinet, after all, it is a private place, Han Rui didn't look at it much, he didn't squint, and followed Yang forward.

The accompanying maid hurriedly stepped up and opened the bead curtain, Han Rui and the others entered, and there was a layer of beautiful screens inside, faintly, and they could smell the elegant smell of sandalwood. Needless to say, after the screen, it was the couch, Han Rui and Imperial Physician Ding were very knowledgeable, and immediately stopped, of course Yang didn't need to worry, turned around and signaled, crossed the screen, and walked in.

At the right time, a soft female voice called: "A-Niang......"

"Mingze, what's wrong with your father?"

"I don't see the ......"

A short conversation, and then there's? The movement, as if the veil was tied, Yang whispered, and there was a faint coughing sound, should it be a samurai? Undoubtedly. After a while, accompanied by a light aroma, a beautiful girl walked out, and Ying Ying saluted: "Two angels, my father is unwell and can't greet each other. ”

Who's this? The eldest daughter, the second daughter? Han Rui's eyes swept over, secretly speculating, then turned sideways, and said, "Imperial Doctor Ding, please first." ”

did not forget his mission, Imperial Physician Ding naturally would not shirk, and took the lead, Han Rui deliberately slowed down a few steps before slowly catching up, even if there was any infectious disease, with Imperial Physician Ding's experience, he should be the first to find out.

A few steps away, no matter how much it grinds, it won't drag on for long, so Han Rui still walked to the screen, but there is still a long distance from the bed, look carefully, a man lying flat on the couch, it should be the Duke of Jinyang, the warrior of Jingzhou, the head is inside, and the appearance is not clear, Yang and the beautiful girl are standing on the side of the bed.

At this time, Imperial Physician Ding had already put down the medicine box, sat on the ground, and concentrated on being a samurai? Pulse.

Well, it shouldn't be an infectious disease, and it doesn't have a taste of irritating xing at all...... That's right, the taste. Han Rui woke up suddenly, inhaled quietly, and smelled all the scent of sandalwood, without any smell of the medicine village, what's going on?

After a while, Imperial Physician Ding let go of the samurai? 's wrist, Yang and the girl, hurriedly asked. Imperial Physician Ding stroked his beard and groaned, and said slowly: "It's not a big problem, it's nothing more than a blockage of heart qi...... After I prescribe a prescription and take it for a few days, I should be cured. ”

A lot of clouds and fog, half-understood, in fact, confusing terms, the focus is on the second half of the sentence, Yang and the girl listened, according to common sense, they should be relieved, happy and happy, but they didn't think about it, but the two of them showed embarrassment.

"I don't take medicine." Just when Han Rui was suspicious, he listened to the samurai? spoke, his voice was low, a little weak, full of resoluteness.

Yang Shi was extremely helpless, sighed and said, "Imperial Doctor Ding, can you cure the disease without taking medicine?" ”

Don't take medicine? Imperial Doctor Ding was stunned, how to cure without taking medicine, he is not a god, he can cast spells to save people, thinking about it, he couldn't help frowning, the husband and wife, shouldn't they be playing with themselves.

Seeing this situation, Yang didn't know how to explain it, his heart was angry, resentful, angry, anxious and worried, it can be said that he had mixed tastes, and he didn't say anything for a long time. It's just a border official, an outrageous duke, how can he bully himself like this......

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