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Following the direction of this thermal energy, Yang Tianhong raised his head, his gaze crossed the gap between Meng Xiong and Meng Qi's father and son, and fell into the open hall of the gatehouse in the distance. There, on a table made of black agarwood, there is a coral more than three feet high. The object was bright red in color, and its overgrown branches stretched upwards like a strange flame held in place by magic.

The Chu country is near the sea, and corals are very common. In the seaside fishing village, it is common to see children playing with coral as a toy. However, the corals that children play with are all small pieces of crumbles, not to mention any shape, and most of them are gray and white. Generally speaking, corals with a height of a handle can be a commodity, and the price is quite expensive. In particular, the bright red corals are not easy to collect because they are located in the deep sea, and their size is huge, so it is not an exaggeration to describe them as more expensive than gold.

In terms of a huge wealth like the Meng family, similar corals can only be regarded as strange things at best, not treasures. Of course, its value is far less than a Yuan Qi Pill.

Thinking of this, Yang Tianhong retracted his gaze, smiled at the Meng father and son standing in front of him, and returned the salute: "Hello Mr. Meng, you are polite." ”

Meng Qi stood a little behind his father, a smile on his face. Of course, he knew the value of the Yuan Qi Pill, and he also understood that the person who could casually take out a Yuan Qi Pill was either a dignitary or a monk. No matter which one you climb, it will be beneficial and harmless to yourself. It's just that on this occasion, it is obviously more appropriate for the father to come forward than himself. If you want to deepen your personal relationship with Yang Tianhong, there will be time and opportunities in the future.

Meng Xiong was wearing a brown lake silk jacket and a soft hat with a folded corner, and the service pattern was just ordinary pine wood. Only when you get closer and look closely, you will find that all the patterns are embroidered with very fine silver silk threads, although luxurious, but not conspicuous.

"It was the height of summer, the lotus flowers were in full bloom, and the day before yesterday I occasionally got a big fish, which was very fresh. If the old man is alone, it is too extravagant. Xiao'er inadvertently mentioned that he and Yang Gongzi were close friends and wanted to invite each other to a banquet, and the old man also planned to feast today, so he did the same thing. As the saying goes: the joy of Tao Tao is a happy thing in life. ”

Meng Xiong spoke with a lot of crepe words. It is only on this special occasion that he will show his poetic skills. If you change the conversation with other businessmen, you will definitely have to be more straightforward.

Yang Tianhong smiled and returned the salute again, and his eyes fell on the two guests who were standing beside Meng Xiong, wearing Confucian costumes and looking good.

Meng Xiong stepped aside and first introduced the elder on the left with gray hair, a faint smile, and a faint arrogance between his eyebrows: "This is my friend, Cui Ji, the superintendent of the Great Chu Kingdom, with clear words." ”

Cui Ji, Cui Wenqing?

Hearing this, Yang Tianhong was slightly moved, hurriedly tidied up his clothes, looked serious, raised his hands above his head, and saluted respectfully towards Cui Ji.

Although Guozijian Siye is only a six-grade official, he is equivalent to the vice president of Tsinghua University and Peking University in another world. It doesn't matter whether the official position is big or small, but the influence in the literati circle is not trivial.

Cui Ji was a little surprised, slowly stroked his beard, frowned, and asked: "I don't know you, but today Meng Gancheng (Meng Xiong, the word Gancheng) invited me to enjoy the lotus fish banquet, so we were able to meet." You are not a scholar of literature, the old man is only a scholar, how can he be worthy of this great gift from you?"

Yang Tianhong bent over and replied respectfully: "My parents died when I was a child, and I heard the old people in the house mention that when my father was there, I admired the name of Mr. Wenqing very much. ”

Cui Ji's eyes flickered slightly. It can be seen that Yang Tianhong's answer surprised him very much, but it was very useful: "Oh!

Yang Tianhong nodded seriously and said, "The old people in the house are all the personal guards who followed their ancestors back then. People in the world deceive and coax for nothing more than the word "fame and fortune". If they deceive me, they will have no name and no gain. What's more, the "Listening to Tao Anthology" left by his father is still there, and the whole paper industry is the reading experience and annotations left by his father back then. If the gentleman doesn't believe me, I'll send someone back to the house to fetch it, and you'll see it when you see it. ”

These words were said in plain and straightforward terms, and the analysis of the stakes was profound, and people couldn't help but believe it, even Cui Ji himself nodded slightly, his expression and eyes became soft, with a hint of pleasure and pride.

Yang Tianhong knows very well how to compliment a person.

Literati are different from military generals, they pay more attention to fame. It is true that the Yang family has the book "Listening to the Tao Anthology" written by Cui Ji, but whether his father has read it or not? Yang Tianhong does not know. Of course, old people such as Yang Dashan and Yang Dahai never said that hussar generals should also bring books when they go into battle. With Cui's reputation, he will definitely not ask himself to take the old book in public to see if it is true or false. Even if it is mentioned afterwards, Yang Tianhong has plenty of time to pick up the book and make it old.

This is also a kind of gambling, gambling on the psychology of people and the proud nature of the literati.

Next to him, another middle-aged man who was slightly shorter than Cui Ji and had a thin figure stroked his palms and laughed: "The hussar general is both civil and military, and there are legends about this matter among the people, so it seems that it is not false." Brother Wen Qing, your "Listening to Tao Anthology" can be famous all over the world from now on. Perhaps, the generals of this dynasty will follow suit one after another, and everyone will have a copy. ”

Meng Xiong hurriedly stepped forward, pointed at this person, and introduced Yang Tianhong: "This is my friend for many years, Bi Yuan, Bi Anchang, editor of the Hanlin Academy. ”

Yang Tianhong saluted sideways, and his tone was equally respectful: "Sir, Tianhong has been admired for a long time." ”

Bi Yuan belonged to the kind of person with a free and easy personality, he was curious about Yang Tianhong's words, raised his right hand, pointed at himself, didn't believe it, and asked with a bit of sarcasm: "Why, you actually know my name?"

Although it is edited by the Hanlin Academy, Bi Yuan's reputation cannot be compared with Cui Ji in any way, and it is normal to have this question. At that moment, several people standing in the courtyard focused their attention on Yang Tianhong. Cui Ji, in particular, frowned even more, and his sharp eyes looked back and forth on Yang Tianhong, as if he was a liar who pretended to be flattering.

"How dare I deceive Mr.?"

Yang Tianhong shook his head and replied respectfully: "Tianhong is a disciple of the Guiyuan Sect, a senior brother in the sect, and he is from the state capitals of various countries. Among them, there is a senior brother Chai Ning from Changning Mansion in the Beidi Yan Kingdom. He mentioned more than once that Changning Mansion is located in a remote area, the literary style is not flourishing, and Mr. Bi's family has been poor since he was a child, but he still studies hard. Due to the war, Mr. Bi's family came to my Dachu, and although they participated in the imperial examination, they still used the "Yanguo Changning" nationality to fill in the case file. After being listed on the Jinshi List, Mr. Bi has never forgotten his homeland. This matter is rumored to be a beautiful talk among the locals in Changning, and it is not a deliberate fabrication by the kid. ”

Hearing this, the sarcasm on Bi Yuan's face gradually disappeared, and his expression became solemn and emotional.

"I didn't expect that in my old country, there are still people who remember my name. I have long been in the Great Chu Dynasty, but the people of the land of my ancestors have never forgotten me. Sure enough, it's not a kiss, it's from my hometown!"

As soon as these words came out, no one had any doubts about Yang Tianhong. In particular, the three words "Guiyuan Sect" added a layer of noble and mysterious aura to him.

A monk is an outsider. No matter who they are, there is always an instinctive affinity for the monks.

Meng Xiong saw that it was a little cold, and hurriedly beckoned everyone into the banquet hall: "Come, come, come, you are here today to enjoy the lotus fish." Yang Gongzi is talented and intelligent, and Mr. Wen Qing and An Chang are also Confucianism and Taoism masters, instead of standing here, why don't you sit down and drink and compose poems?"

......

The banquet is placed on the promenade next to the lotus pond. Through the open door next to it, you can see the huge red coral on the living room table.

Meng Xiong prepared more than a dozen golden carp, each of which was about two catties, extremely fresh, raised in a huge celadon water tank, swimming back and forth.

Everyone has a black lacquer food table in front of them, and the seasonings are nothing more than soy vinegar, dogwood, ginger and garlic. A cook in a short shirt scooped up the carp from the tank, and the knife flew up and down, and the scales peeled off layer by layer. The chef was extremely fast, the scales had just been scraped clean, the gills were not removed, the internal organs were not cut, and the bloodshot live fish was jumping and struggling, and it was handed to another person who was in charge of slicing next to him. The bright light of the knife rolled again, and the pieces of fish meat as thin as cicada wings had been put on a plate, like blooming petals.

Dachu is near the sea, the water network is dense, and the Chinese people have the custom of eating raw fish since ancient times. Up to now, both dipping sauce and fish cutting techniques have reached a very high level.

Yang Tianhong picked up a piece of fish meat with ivory chopsticks, and when he faced the sun, he could see the crystal clear jade color. After a series of praises, the fish fillet is immersed in the dipping sauce and slowly chewed in the mouth, and a natural sweet and delicious taste spreads on the tip of the tongue in an instant.

A beautiful maid came over with a wine jug and filled the silver cup in front of Yang Tianhong with a smile. The wine is an old wine, the color has turned pale yellow, viscous as honey, and when the jug is lifted, there is a slender silk between the mouth and the spout, which has not been broken for a long time.

Looking at the lotus leaves and lotus flowers under the corridor, Yang Tianhong took a sip of wine and couldn't help but praise: "The food is beautiful." The lotus flower on the Menggong Mansion is really bright, but it's a pity that there are fewer of them. Otherwise, if the area is as wide as 10,000 hectares, it must be the infinite blue of the lotus leaves, and the lotus flowers are different red!"

As soon as these words came out, Meng Xiong, the owner of the first seat, and Cui Ji and Bi Yuan, who were divided into guest seats on both sides, put down the chopsticks in their hands one after another, with surprised and strange expressions on their faces.

Bi Yuan, who is open-minded by nature, stroked his palms again and again: "The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red." Sure enough, it's a good sentence. I don't know, but there's anything to follow?"

Yang Tianhong smiled and bowed: "The kid also got something for a while, and he came out of thin air." If it is this article, it is not as good as Wen Qing and An Chang in any case, how dare you get an axe?"

Without waiting for Bi Yuan to speak, Yang Tianhong quickly changed the topic and turned his gaze to the fish in front of him: "This fish tastes very beautiful, if you are not mistaken, it should be Meng Gong who cultivated it in the pool with a special technique." ”

"Oh?"

The light of wonder in the eyes of Meng Xiong and the others was even worse, Cui Ji simply put down his chopsticks and looked at Yang Tianhong with interest: "Tell me, how do you think this fish should be raised?"

Yang Tianhong picked up a piece of fish meat and said with a smile: "The meat of this fish is extremely tight, which is obviously caused by perennial swimming in the living water pond. Fish, like people, will be lazy and sleepy when they are full. Therefore, the amount of fish food must not be too large, so that the fish will compete with each other for food, and then the tendons will be solid and compact, so that they will not be soft and rotten. ”

"In addition, the number of carp in the pond must not be too large, otherwise there will be not enough space to move. Fish food must also be put alive, preferably shrimp and insects. I look at the special structure of the upper pond of the Menggong Mansion, and I think that this place for fish farming should be built around the corridor. Schools of fish that want to eat must swim along the corridor. In the meantime, the method of driving away should be guided by clear water streams, supplemented by different cloudy and sunny weather, so that the carp meat is fat, tight but does not lose the taste. ”

Cui Ji directly turned his gaze to Meng Xiong, who was sitting at the top, and asked, "Is what this son said?"

Meng Xiong was surprised and nodded, "That's true." ”

Bi Yuan was quite curious about Yang Tianhong's statement: "I think you are a guest here for the first time, how can you be so familiar with the method of fish farming in this place?"

Yang Tianhong continued to laugh and said: "My father is a general of this dynasty, and there is always the word "rules" in the world. Whether it is a military formation or fish farming, it is always changing. Warriors must kill people in battle, and carp fight for food for their lives. The principle of the two is the same, the difference is only that one is a human and the other is a fish. ”

Cui Ji, who had steamed buns and white hair, stared at Yang Tianhong with his eyes, and kept exclaiming: "It's a good one that never leaves its roots." Your previous sentence "The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red" must also be due to this. The old man has the same interest as An Chang, so let's talk about your following. ”

Yang Tianhong's face showed a little embarrassment, he stood up from the front of the table, arched to the three of them, and said sincerely: "That is indeed an occasional feeling, the boy's family study is martial arts, and it is not as good as the two gentlemen in any case." Now that the perception has disappeared, it is already satisfying to be able to get these two sentences, so how can I say the following?"

Bi Yuan was unwilling to let Yang Tianhong go like this, he picked up his wine glass and laughed: "Hussar General is both civil and military, as his son-in-law, you should inherit your father's way." Okay, I'm not reluctant to you, since the perception has disappeared, then let's start all over again. Anyway, it's all in the Meng Mansion, and the jokes won't be passed on to the outside world. Let's make some poems based on what we are good at, and make some changes to the evaluation methods, just look at each person's artistic conception, not the same tone, what do you think?"

This is equivalent to giving Yang Tianhong a step. After all, Cui Ji and Bi Yuan's age knowledge far exceeds that of Yang Tianhong. If a few people are fighting in poetry, saying it will inevitably give people the feeling of bullying the small. If it turns to a hobby, it's just ordinary drinking for fun.

This proposal is good, the eldest Cui Ji slowly bowed his head, and Meng Xiong also smiled and said: "Then, as a color head, there must be some benefits." So let's take out ......."

"Wait!"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Tianhong had already raised his hand to stop Meng Xiong. He said sincerely to the three of them: "Mr. An Chang has already said that poetry only looks at the artistic conception, not the tone of the poem. Even so, if Meng Gong uses heavy gold treasures as a color head, it will inevitably be a little gossipy. Instead, we each focus on what we like, what we can see now, or what we can take out. I wonder what you gentlemen, what do you think?"

As he spoke, Yang Tianhong took out a jade bottle and placed it on the table: "These are three forging pills, which are personally refined by my Guiyuan Sect and taught by my master, and they have the effect of prolonging life." The kid didn't mean to show off, the three of them are my elders, and I respect my teacher, and it should be so. For Mr. Wen Qing and Mr. An Chang, the kid has admired him for a long time. Please give Tianhong a chance to take the school exam, what if you don't want to?"

For a while, the atmosphere at the banquet became silent, Meng Xiong looked at Yang Tianhong with concern, Cui Ji and Bi Yuan were also very surprised, and looked at each other.

Bi Yuan's proposal was very common at literati receptions, and it was nothing more than poetry and wine orders. It's just that I didn't expect Yang Tianhong to secretly change the concept and turn this matter into a gift to each other.

Literati have a cold and arrogant backbone. However, this kind of thing also has to be divided into objects and objects. Although the hussar general Yang Jing was famous within the Chu State, he was a dead man after all. Although Yang Tianhong is his sister-in-law, he is only sixteen years old. Cui Ji and Bi Yuan have never crossed paths with the Yang family, and if it weren't for Meng Xiong's invitation, maybe they would never have met Yang Tianhong.

However, what Yang Tianhong put on the table was a forging pill that Cui Ji and Bi Yuan couldn't refuse.

This is not a body forging pill used by ordinary clans, but a pill that is truly refined by a monk. What's more, Yang Tianhong has already said that this thing can prolong life.

As long as it is human, it is afraid of death.

Even literary leaders like Cui Ji and Bi Yuan are no exception.

Looking at the eyes of Cui Ji and Bi Yuan exchanging with each other, Yang Tianhong secretly laughed in his heart.

He himself didn't expect that when he came to Meng's house as a guest, he would meet such two famous literati.

If you want to be brave, you must get help from all sides. If you can worship under Cui's family, your identity will undoubtedly improve a lot in an instant. Although literati have always despised military generals, as long as there is such a famous master, many things will be simpler.

Yang Tianhong didn't know the depth of the friendship between Cui and Bi and Meng Xiong. But in any case, it can be seen from their previous speech and demeanor that they are not really people who are indifferent to fame and fortune, but ordinary people who also need to eat fireworks. It is in response to that sentence: A gentleman loves money and takes it in a good way.

They will not give up the hard-to-buy Forging Body Pill no matter what. The difference is, is there a direct proportion between giving and receiving?

As expected, after a moment of silence, Cui Ji and Bi Yuan focused their eyes on Yang Tianhong.

Cui Ji asked lightly, "What do you want?"