After receiving so many things from Zhang Chengye, even Wang Jin began to drum in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info These big people are not generous, even if they are generous, they have to pursue returns, no one will invest in waste, Zhang Chengye values him so much, then the returns he wants to bring to Zhang Chengye will be increased.

"Tomorrow I will send Butterfly and a few servants to your house, you see it's good."

Wang Jin glanced at the little maid with a little weakness, but didn't see her face, because her head was so low that it was about to touch her chest.

"Then listen to Gong Zhang."

"Go to the Yi'er Army tomorrow, you will clean up when you return to the inn, and you must explain the things that should be explained clearly, after all, you also came out of the Lingzhou Army before, and Han Xun is the one who took refuge in Zhu Wen."

Wang Jin nodded in agreement, but he was a little disappreciative in his heart, this Han Xun was offended to death by me, and it was completely impossible to give him an internal response.

That's the end of the conversation, and the next activity is naturally drinking. The ancients paid attention to many rules for drinking, especially in officialdom. They are all born in the imperial examination, and they are naturally quite enthusiastic about culture, except for Zhang Chengye, everyone else here has the experience of studying and studying, although the literati in troubled times are not valuable, but the cultural inheritance of thousands of years still has a strong inertia, and the literati still like poetry and songs.

If you drink alcohol, you have to carry out a drinking order, Zhang Chengye is not exempt from vulgarity, it seems that he has participated in such activities a lot, and he is also a little eager to try, naturally everyone here is lower than him, and the question cannot be how difficult it is. Therefore, they all pointed to Wang Jin, and they all felt that Wang Jin had read books and should be familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, poetry and songs.

Wang Jin secretly complained in his heart, this poem can be memorized, and the cultural heritage of the department tested by this line of wine is not according to the routine at all.

In order to avoid making a fool of himself, Wang Jin stood up and said: "The kid read some dead books before joining the army, and he doesn't want to understand much when he reads. ”

"Brother Wang said well, good reading does not seek to understand, this is the essence of reading for my generation of readers, reading a hundred times, its meaning is self-evident. Looking for chapters and sentences, exhaustively investigating the reason is the most stupid way, it seems that Brother Wang has deep feelings about reading! The staff member on the left couldn't help but slap his hands in admiration.

Wang Jin was speechless for a while, he was praised so much for what he said casually, and this sentence was said by Tao Yuanming after that, he was just borrowing it, this person saw that he was about to develop, and he patted his ass.

"Mr. said with a smile, this is Mr. Wuliu's perception, I don't have such a great ability to perceive."

"Hey, Mr. Wuliu has been wild and uninhibited all his life, and those sour and rotten literati are naturally different, and my brother Guan Wang is also a person who has entered the WTO, so he naturally inherits the heroic spirit of Mr. Wuliu."

I can't go on talking about this topic, and Wang Jin is going to vomit if he says it.

"Princess, why don't we make long and short sentences?"

Long and short sentences are the predecessors of words, which began to appear in the Tang Dynasty, but it was not until the time of Li Yu in the Southern Tang Dynasty that it really spread, and the Song Dynasty reached its peak. At this time, it was the beginning of the Five Dynasties, and it was not too popular, but literati and doctors had heard of this poetic format.

"Long and short sentences?" Liu Yizhou was a little surprised, "Brother Wang still has a dabbling in this?" Liu Yizhou asked, he had also written long and short sentences, but this format of poetry was not respected by scholars, so he did not study it in depth.

"There is a poem in the Du Gong Department: 'Recently, the sea is a long sentence, and you and Shandong Li Bai are good.'" This Du Fu and Li Bai are great poets, my generation can't reach them, the good long sentences of the poets and poets, I only have to wait for short sentences, haha! A staff member came out and played haha, which was considered to agree with Wang Jin's suggestion.

"Ladies and gentlemen, at this time when the world is in turmoil, gorgeous words are useless, so let's make a long and short sentence of a battle array."

"Okay, I'd like to hear about it." Zhang Chengye was quite interested in Biansai's poetry.

Wang Jin picked up the wine glass and drank it all, "First of all, I apologize to all the adults, it's the boy Meng Lang, drink three glasses first." After saying that, she even drank three glasses and poured herself a drink, but Fluttershy, who was blushing on the side, didn't even get a chance to pour her wine.

After drinking, Wang Jin pondered for a while, and when he saw that he was almost ready, he began to copy Xin Qiji's words: "I will make a long and short sentence for Zhang Gong."

Zhang Chengye was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then stretched his brows and smiled very happily.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn joint venture. Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the battlefield was an autumn soldier. The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of Jin is the world, and he has won the name before and after him. Poor white happens. This poem is so apt for Zhang Chengye, everyone present was moved, even the little maid mustered up the courage to look at Wang Jin several times, and Wang Jin's voice was very low, as sad and majestic as the silent battlefield before the war.

Zhang Chengye was stunned, the impact of this poem on him was too great, and he remembered his own life, Rong Ma's life. When he was a child, he entered the palace and was cleansed, and he originally thought that this life would be over, and he came to operate, and was sent to Hedong as a supervisor, and later got the available appreciation and continued to stay in the army. I don't know how many big battles Xiaozhang has fought over the years, and he is really worthy of Rong Ma's life.

Zhang Chengye, whose eyes were red, stood up, raised his wine glass and said: "Brother Wang said well, but he has won the name of the king and the world." We are the integration of the government and the people in Hedong, the literati are attentive, and the warriors are diligent, and we will be able to win the eternal foundation for the king of Jin and the Tang Dynasty. After speaking, he lifted his neck and drank the wine in the cup, and he couldn't speak.

The following people were also moved, admiring Zhang Chengye, and even admiring Wang Jin's ability.

After becoming a demon for a while, Zhang Chengye suddenly looked at Wang Jin and asked, "Wang Jin, there is something I want to ask you, but you have to answer it wholeheartedly." ”

"Zhang Gong, please speak clearly."

"How about I accept you as a righteous son, rest assured that I won't let you change your surname, even if it's a righteous son with a different surname?"

Wang Jin was stunned, he knew that in the five generations, the practice of accepting righteous sons was very high, and even Li Keyong had lost dozens of righteous sons. But this kind of thing is still a little confused when it falls on my head.

"What do you think?

"Oh, Brother Wang, what are you waiting for, do you know how difficult it is to let Zhang Gong accept him as a righteous son? You don't have to change your surname, this is your great opportunity!"

Liu Yizhou seemed to be more anxious than Wang Jin, and persuaded on the side.

Although Wang Jin doesn't care that Zhang Chengye is a eunuch, isn't Cao Cao also a eunuch. However, the gap between this ancient righteous son and the modern godson is still very large, and the situation in this situation makes him a little embarrassed.

"Don't you want to?" Zhang Chengye looked a little lost.

Wang Jin still admired him very much in his heart, and thought that he was so attentive to himself, he gritted his teeth, knelt on his knees, kowtowed, and said, "Father-in-law!" ”

"Haha, it's really a blessing for the old man to have to enter my son."

The eyes of everyone present were about to fall to the ground in surprise, Zhang Chengye's evaluation was really appalling.