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Volume 2 Riding the Side and Risk] Chapter 64 Tongque Taifu

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Chapter 64 Bronze Bird Taifu

Since the unification of Hebei, Cao Cào moved the administrative office to Yecheng, and Xuchang was nominally the capital of the Han Dynasty, but it was no longer in name. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

After the Jin Dynasty was crowned the Duke of Wei, Cao Cào's ambition to stand on his own was clearly revealed, and he already had a political status, but he still had to win the hearts of the people, especially the fame in Shilin, he had to hold it in his hands, the literati who would fight were Confucian generals, and those who could not fight could also have good lethality with a pen.

But Cao Cào's reputation in Shilin, excluding his own literary accomplishment, was very disdained by the world's scholars, in addition to his background, but also because Cao Cào killed Kong Rong, the great-grandson of the Confucian sage.

After returning from the conquest of Wuhuan, Cao Cào no longer has any worries, as far as the matter is concerned, the crusade against Wuhuan, Cao Cào deserves to be a national hero, after he was promoted to the Duke of Wei, he desperately hopes to let the Cao family occupy a place in Shilin, whether it is to sing praises or lead the atmosphere, it is a good thing for the Cao family.

Yecheng

Cao Cào ordered the construction of three bronze birds, golden tigers, and ice wells.

On the day of the completion of Tongque Terrace, Cao Cào held a poetry meeting here, and the world focused on it.

Tongque Terrace is ten zhang high, the temple is one hundred and ten, before it was built, Cao Cào expressed to the left and right that after the world was pacified, he would live here for a long time.

The feast of the poetry meeting can be described as very lively, all the civil and military officials are present, on the majestic bronze bird platform, Cao Cào sits on the main seat after taking the stage, looking down on all beings.

The generals joined in the fun, Wenchen improvised poems, and the protagonists of this feast were all from the Cao family.

Even Chen Lin, who surrendered to Cao Cào, couldn't steal the limelight.

"The flying room is special, and the floor is like a sky...... All right! Pi'er, this Fu is well written! ”

Cao Cào laughed heartily, and the martial arts in the audience also praised and made peace, and Cao Pi looked humble after taking the stage, but he smiled faintly and did not get carried away.

If you say Cao Cào's favorite son, you can be named, the first is not Cao Chong, but the Cao Ang who died in Wancheng, followed by Cao Chong, and after Cao Chong, Cao Zhi.

As for Cao Pi, he actually didn't please Cao Cào much.

But it is undeniable that although the Cao family is not a scholarly person, it can be the cháo flow of Jian'an literature, and the Cao family's father and son all occupy a good position, Cao Cào, Cao Pi, and Cao Zhi.

After Cao Pi, Cao Cào asked Cao Zhi to take the stage to write poems.

Cao Zhi, who is young and has the demeanor of a son, has no stage fright, and walks on stage politely, splashing ink, and the article is completed in one go.

Cao Cào presented this edict to his eyes, lowered his head to read it, and when he saw half of it, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Cao Zhi with a strange expression. Device: No ads, full text, more

Cao Zhi stared at Cao Cào expectantly, with reverence and excitement in his eyes.

The corners of Cao Cào's mouth raised a faint smile, and he ordered someone to read Cao Zhi's fu in public.

"From the Ming Dynasty to frolic, to the stage to entertain.

See the wide opening of Taifu, and look at the camp of holy virtue.

Build a high mén of the saga, floating double is too clear......"

Cao Zhi's prose is gorgeous, and it is a pleasure to listen to it, and many Wenchen in the audience are intoxicated with their eyes closed.

Cheng Yu, Xun You, Man Chong, Máo Jue, Chen Qun and others were also present, they did not take the stage to write poems, but it did not affect their evaluation of poetry, Cao Pi's fu won full applause, and Cao Zhi's fu is enough to be famous through the ages.

Originally, he closed his eyes and listened to the artistic conception immersed in the description of the poem, Cheng Yu, Xun You, Man Chong and several other people who could give advice to Cao Cào suddenly opened their eyes wide and looked solemn.

The people who recited the poem continued, but these people had already turned their attention to Cao Cào, who was sitting on the main seat.

Cao Cào looked pleasant, his eyes closed, and his expression did not change at all.

The poetry with beautiful rhetoric and transcendent artistic conception was loudly praised by those present, and after Cao Cào rewarded Cao Zhi, he also wrote a poem himself.

But Cheng Yu's thoughts are no longer in the poems, but seem to be preoccupied.

The banquet dispersed, and the military generals left one after another, and the topic was inseparable from today's feast.

Xun You walked to Cheng Yu's side, lowered his voice and said solemnly: "The lord should be able to see that there is something implicit in Gongzi Zhifu, why did he order someone to read it in public?" ”

Cheng Yu shook his head, also confused.

"Tongquetai Poetry Club, the world is paying attention, the poems written on the stage today will be spread all over the world in a few days, I don't know what the situation will be like when this Fu of Zhigongzi reaches Guo Jia's ears, I hope the lord is prepared for the worst."

"Could it be that the lord wants to test Guo Jia with this?"

Xun You was full of suspicions.

Cheng Yu smiled bitterly: "Do you still need to be tempted now?" It is difficult for the two heroes to stand side by side, and sooner or later they will be separated. ”

Xun You stopped talking, and planned to ask Cao Cào in person in a few days.

Guo Jia, who was far away in Yizhou and Chengdu, still arranged political affairs in an orderly manner in the thirteenth year of Jian'an.

In the meeting hall of Yizhou Mansion, when Guo Jia was sitting on the main seat discussing this year's government affairs plan with the officials, Mén Waiwei came in and reported: "Qi Qi Lord, Jin Gongzi is outside to ask to see." ”

Everyone present was very surprised, Guo Jiagong was clear, his heirs, the eldest Guo Ye were honestly staying in the barracks, and the young Guo Jin came to Yizhou Mansion for the first time, coming here must be official business, and Guo Jin, a teenager, what official business can he have?

Guo Jia put the topic aside for the time being, and asked Guo Jin to come up.

Surprisingly, Jin Gongzi, who has always been a humble gentleman, walked in the hall, his steps were unsteady, and he walked in in a panic with a bamboo slip in both hands.

Guo Jin stepped into the hall, rushed directly to Guo Jia, presented the bamboo slips in his arms to Guo Jia, and said in a deep voice with a gritted expression: "Father, Cao cào built the Tongque Terrace in Yecheng, and on the day of its completion, the ministers held a poetry meeting. ”

Guo Jin likes literature, the Tongquetai Poetry Club, there are few readers who don't care, aside from the camp antagonism, Guo Jin has been very appreciated by many poems at the Tongquetai Poetry Club, but only Cao Zhi's Fu, he was shocked after reading it, and then he was furious.

So he hurriedly sent this fu to Guo Jia for a look.

Many of the officials in the hall were surprised, the Tongquetai Poetry Club, they had heard of it, but they were on official business, and they were not as idle as Guo Jin to urge people to inquire about the news, so they had not yet received the poems that were famous in Tongquetai.

Everyone invariably looked at Guo Jia to see how he would react, and they were also curious about what Cao Zhi wrote in Fuli, which would make Guo Jin grit his teeth with hatred.

Guo Jia first picked up a bamboo slip from Guo Jin's hand, and instead of unfolding it to read, he raised his hand and knocked it on Guo Jin's head with a bamboo slip.

"When will you be as honorable as your eldest brother? Just the panicked look you walked in from outside the mén, don't say it's my son when you get outside, it's embarrassing. ”

Guo Jia said this with a chuckle, neither lightly nor seriously.

Guo Jin was stunned for a moment, secretly ashamed, but opened his mouth again and said: "But, father, Cao Zhi is ......"

Guo Jia sneered and said: "He is disrespectful to me, you are so flustered, if he kills me with a sword, won't you lose your mind?" ”

Guo Jin instantly understood that Guo Jia was teaching him to have a still mentality.

This is Guo Jia's current mentality, he can't follow the pace of the enemy, let alone be led by the enemy.

Seeing that the son in front of him raised his chest and regained his calm expression, Guo Jia took a moment to open the bamboo slip and look at it.

Perhaps many people know Cao Zhi for three reasons, either because he is the son of Cao Cào, or because of the seven-step poem, or because of Luo Shenfu.

And Cao Zhi's literary level is definitely talented in contemporary times, and several people who lead the flow of Jian'an literature are not simple, and the Cao family has three people at a time, which is even more commendable.

There are many poems that have been handed down by Cao Zhi, but because many of them are lyric poems, they are not widely known.

"From the Ming Dynasty to frolic, on the stage to entertain...... The second bridge is in the southwest, and the joy is shared day and night. Hmph, what a talented Cao Zijian, he gave me a reason to kill him in the future, okay, okay. ”

Guo Jia was halfway through his speech, and suddenly burst out laughing.

The officials below listened with anger on their faces.

In ancient times, Qiao and Qiao, were the same thing.

Erqiao, whether it refers to Guo Jia's two concubines Xiao Qiao or not, at least those who know the situation in the world and Guo Jia's wives and concubines will have illusions.

is no longer a young and vigorous máo head boy, Guo Jia is facing this fu, and he is thinking more about the deep meaning behind this fu.

Cao Cào can't see the metaphor in Cao Zhifu?

Then why does this fu still flow out?

A declaration of war?

Or are you trying to get angry?

Guo Jia stood up, held the bamboo slip and knocked it in his hand, and said: "Splendid mountains and rivers, heroes and beauties, Cao Zijian is very good at thinking about his father, but I don't know if Cao Gong has the life to live in Tongquetai and enjoy all the blessings." ”

Guo Jin hadn't thought about Guo Jia's reaction after reading this fu beforehand, but now, he was dumbfounded, it seemed that his anger seemed a little nonsense, and Guo Jia and the officials around him had not behaved.

Exiting the hall, Guo Jin trotted back to his house and locked himself in the study, he wanted to fight back against the Cao family in the same way.

In the evening, Guo Jia returned to the mansion after his official business, and when he passed by Guo Jin's courtyard, he unexpectedly saw Cao Xian and Cao Jie, two young people, standing in front of the study, secretly weeping, and their eyes were red from crying.

Guo Jia called Wu Amaranth, who happened to be not far away, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Wu Amaranth said with a worried face: "They felt shameless to face Jin'er, Jin'er, locked herself in the study again, and no one was seen, my sister went to call him several times, but he just didn't come out." ”

The two sisters of the Cao family are innocent in the final analysis, even if Guo Jia lives with Cao Cào on the battlefield, Guo Jia will not have any prejudice against them.

It is understandable that they feel ashamed, after all, Cao Zhi's Fuli is not only a provocation to Guo Jia, but also morally intolerable.

Cao cào has many wives and concubines, but many of them are other people's wives.

It seems that now he is targeting Guo Jia's wife again.

After hearing this, Guo Jia said to Wu Yuan: "Go and persuade them, they have been for so many years, in my eyes, they are like my NV, don't pay attention to the rumors and rumors of the outside world, live here well, and try not to worry about yourself if you can be happy and worry-free." ”

Wu Yuan smiled softly and nodded in agreement.

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