Gao Gong said to Yuan Qing, 'If you can't even beat a few gentlemen, how can you destroy the Turks in the future!' I have always remembered it, this sentence was extremely domineering, and it came from the mouth of a five-year-old child, so that he couldn't help but mention it to Yang Su.

Although Yuan Qing was quite loved by Yang Su when he first came, Yang Su had too many descendants, and he replaced Su Wei as Shangshu's right servant a year ago, and he was busy with court affairs, so he quickly forgot about Yuan Qing, so that when Gao Gong mentioned the name Yuan Qing, he was stunned for a long time, and he couldn't remember which of his grandsons?

Thanks to Feng Deyi's reminder, he remembered that it was the illegitimate child two years ago, and he slowly recalled the scene when he first met Yuanqing two years ago, that child was a little different, and I don't know how he is doing? was actually praised by Gao Gong, which made him also very eager to see Yuan Qing.

At this time, the door opened, Yuan Qing walked in from the door quickly, he knelt down very obediently, kowtowed to Yang Su three times, and kowtowed to Gao Gong again, the host and guest were clear.

"Grandson Yuanqing greets his grandfather and gives Gao Xiangguo a salute!"

Yang Su stroked his long beard lightly and nodded secretly in his heart, "This kid has even noticed the details of kowtowing, no wonder Gao Gong said that he knows etiquette, not bad!" ”

He immediately smiled and said, "Good boy, get up!" ”

Yuan Qing stood up, Yang Su looked at him carefully, and saw that he was tall and strong, although his skin was very fair, but he was not weak, full of momentum, and he seemed to be very powerful, no wonder he could fight six with one, and he seemed to be only five years old, but he looked like seven or eight years old, I remember that when I first saw this son two years ago, I felt that he was taller than ordinary people, but he was a talent that could be built.

"Yuanqing, grandfather didn't care about you in the past two years, what have you learned?"

Yuan Qing bowed and said respectfully: "Back to my grandfather, my grandson has been studying and practicing calligraphy in the house, and I went to the martial arts training field in my spare time to watch the martial artist teach the martial arts. ”

Gao Gong next to him heard Yuan Qing's speech clear and organized, and couldn't help asking: "Yuan Qing, have you studied the Analects?" ”

Yuan Qing hurriedly replied: "Hui Xiangguo, I finished studying the Analects last year, and I also finished studying the Book of Songs, and I am now learning to write poems." ”

Yuan Qing didn't lie, since last month, Shen Qiuniang began to try to teach them to write short poems, although Yuan Qing knew a lot about the later Tang and Song poems, but he really wanted to write poems himself, but the writing was a mess, and he was not interested in writing poems.

Gao Gong heard that he had learned a lot, so he wanted to test him, he smiled slightly, "Since you have learned to write poetry, have you written a few poems?" ”

Yuan Qing was a little hesitant, he wrote two poems, although he felt good, but his aunt said that the poems he wrote were not poems, they were spelling, if they were really taken out, I was afraid that they would embarrass his grandfather, but he could steal the poems of his descendants, and he felt ashamed.

He secretly glanced at Yang Su, and saw that he was smiling and silent, as if it didn't matter, but his eyes were full of eagerness and a hint of nervousness, just like Feng Deyi said, his grandfather was waiting for him to fight for face.

He knew that his grandfather Yang Su was a person who wanted to save face, if he played badly today and lost face to Yang Su, I am afraid that he would have no chance to come out in the future, if he succeeds today, then he can take the opportunity to put forward the request to build a foundation, he has been looking forward to it for a year and a half, and he is excited when he thinks that he can learn martial arts from now on.

Since writing poems is just a means, a stepping stone to achieve one's wishes, why care too much about whether it is written by oneself, the key is to build a foundation, as long as he can achieve his goal, let alone plagiarize one or two Tang poems, even if he takes all three hundred Tang poems for himself, he will not feel guilty.

He walked step by step, as if he was learning Cao Zijian's seven steps into a poem, in fact, he was thinking about which poem to use, it was still the era of ancient style poetry, he couldn't casually chant Tang poems and Song lyrics, and he didn't have the qualifications to start a sect.

Last month, he sorted out more than a dozen songs, and he wanted to show off to his aunt, but finally gave up, his old aunt knew better than anyone else, and he wouldn't believe that he wrote it at all, but he could give it a try today.

He remembered that there was a poem that was very appropriate, but after more than a month, he forgot a little, he walked step by step, far more than seven steps, at least thirty steps, and then finally remembered.

"Can we start now?" He tilted his head and asked Gao Gong.

Seeing that he looked cute, Gao Gong smiled and nodded, "Say it!" I'm listening. ”

Yuan Qing didn't say the poem directly, but warmed it up first, and then he recited it aloud: "Goose, goose, goose, song to the sky, white hair floating in green water, red anthurium plucking clear waves." ”

This is a poem written by Luo Bingwang when he was seven years old, which is in line with his current age, Gao Gong smiled and praised: "Yes, very childlike!" ”

Yang Su still smiled and didn't say anything, but he was a little disappointed in his heart, although this poem was fresh, but it still lacked a kind of domineering, he hoped that his grandson would write a domineering poem about how to destroy the Turks, so that Gao Gong was completely stunned, instead of saying something very childlike.

Yang Su has been secretly competing with Gao Gong, Gao Gong is a versatile man in literature and martial arts, and his ability to govern the world is far less than him, not only that, but Gao Gong's sons are very competitive, and the eldest son Gao Biao is outstanding in learning, and married the daughter of the prince Yang Yong a few years ago, which made Yang Su quite jealous, and most of his children and grandchildren are mediocre talents.

It is rare for Gao Gong to praise one of his grandsons for being domineering, so he hopes that Yuan Qing can fight for himself and suppress Gao Gong's momentum, but Yuan Qing's poem about the goose disappointed him too much.

Yang Su couldn't help but ask: "Yuanqing, are there any other poems?" ”

Yuan Qing hurriedly bowed down and replied: "Back to my grandfather, this poem is an interesting work by my grandson a year ago, but recently my grandson has been thinking about military exploits and has written a poem of Mingzhi, I am just worried that Gao Xiangguo may not be interested." ”

"You little slippery head, when am I not interested?"

Gao Gong scolded him with a smile, "You quickly explain the poems of Zhizhi, write well, I will reward you!" ”

"Then the grandson will be ugly!"

Yuan Qing thought about it for a while, and then slowly groaned:

"The beacon fire shines on Xijing, and my heart is uneven.

Yazhang resigned from the phoenix, and rode around the dragon city.

The snow is carved with flags, and the wind is mixed with the sound of drums.

Rather be a centurion than a scholar. ”

"Good!"

Yang Su couldn't help but praise loudly: "What a 'Rather be a centurion, than a scholar!'" ’”

He was very proud, and turned around and asked Gao Gong: "Gao Xiang, how is this poem?" ”

Gao Gong was contemplating and thinking, he didn't believe that this poem could be written by a five-year-old child, but no matter what he thought, he just couldn't remember that he had read this poem, it shouldn't be plagiarism, of course he couldn't remember that this poem was written by the Tang Dynasty poet Yang Jiong decades later.

Gao Gong finally showed a wry smile on his face, he could feel Yang Su's pride, he gently stroked Yuan Qing's little head, and sighed softly: "True prodigy!" ”

He squatted down and pressed Yuan Qing's immature shoulder, stared into his eyes and said: "You are a genius jade, you should be carved by a good craftsman, my Bohai Gao family is a famous family, my brother Gao Yu, and he is a famous Confucian in the world, I asked him to accept you as a closed disciple, what do you think?" ”

Yang Su saw that Gao Gong was finally impressed by his grandson's talent, he was overjoyed, if he could become a disciple of the famous Confucian Gao Yu, it would be good, he was about to agree for Yuanqing, but he saw Feng Deyi desperately glancing at himself, meaning not to let himself agree, although he didn't know the reason, but Yang Su had always trusted Feng Deyi, so he changed his mind and said with a smile: "Yuanqing, you come according to your own ideas, you don't have to force yourself." ”

Yuan Qing heard that his grandfather had the intention of refusing, and he himself was unwilling, so he slowly shook his head, "I don't want to learn literature, I want to learn martial arts!" ”

Gao Gong felt that Yuan Qing was more developed in literary talent, and he could write such atmospheric poems at a young age, if this son was cultivated well, he would be the pillar of the Great Sui in the future, and he also heard that Yang Su was reluctant to let Yuan Qing learn literature with him, but Gao Gong still wanted to try again, and induced Yuan Qing, "Why do you have to learn martial arts, now that the world has been decided, it is the time when a hundred wastes are waiting to be revived, learning literature can better assist the king and govern the world, isn't it more able to realize the ambition in your heart?" ”

Yuan Qing still shook his head resolutely, "My ambition is to be a centurion and a scholar, the Turks have not been destroyed, the Western Regions have not been taken, how dare Xiangguo say that the world has been decided?" ”

Gao Gong was stunned, for a long time, he sighed, "I have assisted the king for fourteen years, and I am known as the first prime minister of the founding of the country, but it can be seen that my knowledge is not as good as a five-year-old child, I am ashamed!" ”

Yang Su secretly admired, neither humble nor arrogant, courageous, dared to reprimand Xiangguo, this is his Yang Su's grandson, he regretted it in his heart, but also rejoiced, regretted that he was confused, he didn't know that he had such a good grandson, fortunately he still found it in time, and he still had time to cultivate it well.

At this moment, Yang Su also identified Yuan Qing, this grandson will definitely be the hope of the Yang family in the future.

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Wu Dong Qiankun 81zw