Finally, on the wall of poetry, Wei Shaoguang picked an open space and wrote a poem, the pen is sharp, winding and sharp, the momentum is like a rainbow, and there is a bit of gentleness, this kind of handwriting is very unique, and it can also attract attention in the handwriting on the front.

Shaking the light and putting the pen down, everyone leaned over to read what was written.

The word has no name, and is written casually:

Qingcheng suddenly sent Wanli Jin, and the southern country Rong relatives did not know the new. The fragrance of cloves is approaching today, and the sound of partridges smells to the old mountain. The blue bird swept the three rivers and moons at night, and the figure gradually invaded the thousand mountains. Thinking of his hometown, there is still a fragrance of different flowers in the medicine bar.

Poems have names, but the content and names bring a cold and frozen atmosphere.

It was a poem that was not quite suitable for such an occasion:

I felt after the battle of Wumaguan

The moon sinks, the stars are broken, the birds are crying, and the drums are dumb and the horses are chirping.

It is difficult to understand the nostalgia and hatred of the country, and the soul trembles when the foreign land hears alone.

Basho rainy night book seat, Lilac Wu Lane is not Wang Xie.

The heartbroken people guard the end of the world, and they are used to seeing the wind and sand and the rain.

The eldest grandson Qian carefully read these two poems, and slowly rubbed his chin with his right hand, as if thinking about the meaning revealed by the poems, and by the way, he glimpsed some of the inner thoughts of this somewhat maverick champion.

Next to him was the priest of the country, Nalan Sili, who touched the beard he had just grown and looked at the words on the wall unhurriedly, also thoughtfully.

However, Zuo Xiangwang Xuyi's face was heavy, shaking his head for a while and nodding for a while, and the expression on his face gradually converged into a disapproval.

Among these people, the most indescribable reaction was Fu Weiren, he still had an inexplicable smile on his face, and even his eyes were full of interest, and he couldn't detect any real emotions at all.

The rest of the top three jinshi also had different expressions, looking at these two poems with various ideas.

Wei Shaoguang didn't pay attention to these at all, she put down the brush after writing, withdrew and stood aside, slightly lowered her head and posed humble, but in her heart she was predicting how to react, and then how much favorable information could be squeezed.

She always approaches profitable people with a purposeful purpose, does things that lead to her, and can even take great risks.

In the huge personal silence, the eldest grandson Qian opened his mouth first, and he asked, "The poems and lyrics are well written, and they are very thoughtful. However, I have a question, does Tongguang have personal experience in this poem about Wumaguan? ”

Wei Shaoguang raised his face, first made a big salute respectfully, and then replied seriously, "Back to Your Majesty's words, Weichen has indeed been to Wumaguan, and only after seeing the post-war frontier scene did he feel and write this poem. ”

Eldest Sun Qian nodded, and he was waiting for me next to me Nalan Sili also asked his doubts after listening to the answer, "Yan Zhuangyuan, the old man also has a question." ”

"Lord Nalan, just call Xiaosheng, if you have any questions, just ask."

"Then the old man will follow His Majesty's title, Tongguang, old man, let me ask you, this poem was written before?"

"Yes, this poem was written before."

The entire floor fell silent at a word.

"Tongguang, although there is no rule at the Yingjin banquet that you should write what you think about on the spot, you can't take any poem that has been written before to fill the number, your poem is written here for future generations to read, and it will even be spread out in a booklet, the old man hopes to hear your explanation, about this poem."

Nalan Sili's inquiry was very harsh, and Wang Xuyi nodded in agreement, staring at Wei Shaoguang, waiting for her to give a beautiful explanation.

Her situation is very interesting now, everyone is watching her, and the only way she can choose is to make a splash, or to collapse.

Wei Shaoguang took these glances, his eyes flashed with inspiration, and as soon as the plan for success was formed, it quickly dissipated, and what overflowed from the air was a thrilling warmth and calm.

Wei Shaoguang slowly hooked the corners of his lips to form a modest and wanton smile, and the young man's slightly hoarse but very bright voice was transmitted after changing his voice, "The inspiration of this poem is indeed due to the fact that when I went to the frontier three years ago, at that time, when I passed through Wuma Pass, I saw a tragic scene after the war, the people retreated inland away from the front line of the war, but the soldiers and generals were in front, and a small friction on the border would also shed blood, these wars happened in the border area every moment, and the soldiers guarding the pass have made it their lifelong mission, He is willing to use his life to win the economic development of a country and the happiness of the people, this spirit has moved him very much, and he hopes to let the people living in the country know that life in the border is not easy, cherish the hard-won peace, and be prepared for danger in times of peace. ”

"When I was passing there, the remnants of the battlefield had not yet dissipated, and the smell of blood permeated the yellow horizon before, I was deeply saddened and wrote this poem, but it was too rough to write before, and then after careful scrutiny, it was formed that this poem is now what it looks like, and the purpose of writing this poem today is also very simple, even if you get the champion today, you can't forget that this honor is piled up on the blood and bones of others, remind yourself to be able to stay true to your original intention, gentleman cautious, I also want to remind Your Majesty not to forget the hardships of the previous war, to be able to attach importance to the border war, and to give them attention and support. ”

"As for today's festive days, I didn't write any odes, but wrote these two poems, the purpose is very simple, one is that my parents died when I was a child, and I grew up with the help of my father's old friends, and today I can not forget my parents and the relatives who raised me to get this honor, and the other is that I am soft-hearted and sensitive, and I can't forget what I saw three years ago, and I think that my country's situation is a little unfounded and worrying, and I am just prepared for danger in times of peace."

"Of course, if there is anything inappropriate, Your Majesty will be convinced of the next great crime of disrespect."

After speaking, Wei Shaoguang lifted his clothes and knelt on the ground, bowing his head.

Her words and actions were very smooth, smoothly leading the thoughts of the people to the direction she wanted, and she would even use the means to cover up her own purpose, so that people would willingly come up with the result of her crying.

It's cunning.

Fu Weiren relied on his suspicious temperament because he had fought with Wei Shaoguang, and he really saw Wei Shaoguang's impure purpose, but he didn't plan to make a move, it was better to have a drama to watch.

Changsun Qian looked at Shaoguang who knelt down, and his heart was also like a mirror, and finally sighed softly in amusement and helplessly, and stretched out his hand to pull Wei Shaoguang up.

"Tongguang is really the champion I selected, my knowledge and knowledge are first-class, I see that you are careful and articulate, and you will come to my ideological and political palace when you take office."

"Your Majesty! This is unacceptable! ”

"Your Majesty! Good eye! ”

Two completely different voices sounded at the same time, and Nalan Sili and Wang Xuyi glanced at each other, staggering their gazes.

Wei Shaoguang leaned down and knelt down to receive the order, "Weichen has the order, thank you for Your Majesty's appreciation!" ”

The eldest grandson smiled and was very satisfied with this young champion, and Fu Weiren on the side smiled and congratulated, "Weichen will first congratulate Your Majesty on finding a good minister." ”

"Hahahaha! Ziyan is really the person who understands my heart best. ”

The eldest grandson Qian used the self-title of "I" to Fu Weiren, and Wei Shaoguang was secretly frightened, once again realizing Fu Weiren's special status in the court.

"Tongguang, I remember that you are from Jiangdong, you might as well take the opportunity to return to your hometown this time to worship your parents, I specially allow you a month, is it okay?"

Wei Shaoguang was surprised, and knelt down gratefully to accept His Majesty the Emperor's favor for her, a future courtier.

"Kneel down with light to thank Your Majesty for your grace! It will definitely be repaid with merit! ”

"Hahaha! Very good, very good! ”

The final inscription poem of the Yingjin banquet is over, and it is about to become a good story.