On the ten-zhang high building of Xuanwu Temple, Sima Lun, the king of Zhao, was dressed in a light yellow python suit, wearing a long-distance travel crown, and his hands were pressed on the windowsill to look down on the Xuanwu field below. Zhongxuan is condescending and has an excellent view, looking down from the view, the Xuanwu Field of Nuoda is bustling with tens of thousands of people.

Sima Lun looked at the scene of the competition below and was very proud, and finally it was him Sima Ziyi who stood on top of these ten thousand people and looked down on all beings, he smiled and said: "All the heroes in the world have joined my Xiangguo Mansion, why worry about big things?" ”

The newly promoted Zhongshu Ling Sun Xiu immediately echoed and said: "The cholera dynasty of the Jia family has been in power for ten years, and there are many complaints, and people are looking at the road. Xiangguo, once you swept away the chaos of the party and government, saved the people from fire and water, and made the country prosperous, the scholars of the world of course looked at you from the scenery. ”

The newly promoted Shangshu Ling Manfen immediately followed up and said: "Xiangguo, you eradicated Jia Nanfeng and his party, and almost rebuilt the country, from the ministers to the peddlers and pawns, who doesn't respect them." Xiangguofu Wei competed in martial arts, and the people were naturally enthusiastic to join the army. ”

'Man Shangshu's kung fu is really good, no wonder he was able to change from the backbone of the Jia party to the skin of King Zhao's party!' ——The new Situ He Shao silently listened to the flattery of his colleagues, and his face did not show his inner disdain.

Sima Lun, the king of Zhao, who had been touted, was a little fluttering in his heart, and he waved his hand: "Such a grand occasion, how can there be no poetry?" ”

"What the prince said is extremely true! How can such a grand occasion be enjoyed without poetry? Sun Xiu didn't want to say yes, as soon as he finished speaking, his heart was cold, he Sun Junzhong didn't seem to know how to recite poetry.

Sima Lun said proudly: "Jun Zhong still knows me." You are all pillars of the imperial court and well-educated people, so you might as well compose poems on the topic of the contest. ”

After Sima Lun finished speaking, a group of Zhao Wang and party figures, you look at me, I look at you. Sun Xiu twisted a pair of upside-down eyebrows and looked at Man Fen, which means that Man Shangshu you give a word, what will be the way to do this poem. looked at Sun Xiu innocently with a big pie face, which means that Sun Zhongshu is the prince's henchman, who would dare to speak if you don't take a charter.

"In my opinion, just choose some words, and everyone can fill them in." Everyone heard the sound and looked at it, but it was Situ He Shao. This He Situ continued slowly: "Lu Shenjun's article is the world's best, known as Luhai Panjiang's reputation, you might as well let him list a few sets of words." ”

Lu Ji, who was in the back row, heard Lao Situ call his name, and stepped forward slightly to salute: "According to Xiangguo's orders." ”

Lu Jizi Shiheng is the elder brother of Tingwei Zheng Lu Yun, both of whom are known for their talents, and they are now the leaders of the Wu people in the court. Lu Ji once wrote "On the Debate of the Dead" on the fall of Eastern Wu, which was cited by Shilin as a famous article on current politics, and Lu Shiheng was also known for his calligraphy, and his "Pingfu Post" was repeatedly copied and widely circulated. Now Lu Ji is serving in the army in Sima Lun's Xiangguo Mansion, and he is entrusted with an important task by Sima Lun.

Seeing that Lu Ji was out of the queue to ask for help, Sima Lun was proud that there were many talents under his command, so he twisted his beard and smiled: "Wait for the pen and ink, and give Lu the army a seat." ”

"Piercing!" A eunuch behind Sima Lun immediately bowed his waist and took small steps to Lu Ji to make a gesture of invitation and said, "Lu joins the army, please." ”

Lu Ji glanced at the eunuch, the old slave was over fifty years old, although he was tall, he was waist-bent, and he was obedient enough, it was the leader of the eunuch party who was now faintly gathered into a force in the inner court - Tan Lihong, the eunuch of the Yellow Gate.

Although he is only a domestic slave of the Sima family, the power in the hands of this Tan Gonggong is not small, and Lu Shiheng is not willing to snub this eunuch, so he nodded politely to Eunuch Tan and said, "There is Lao Tan Gonggong." ”

After Lu Ji and the old eunuch Tan Lihong said hello, they swung their sleeves and sat down directly next to the bookcase on the outside of the red sandalwood eight-treasure marble stacked screen, of course, the quick-eyed Tan Gonggong quickly opened the seat for Mr. Lu, and then respectfully handed over the pen and paper, and then bowed his waist and stood beside him with his eyebrows lowered.

The bookcase carved by the cirrus cloud is made of green dragon wood, and there is an incense tube floating with light smoke on the case, and next to the bookcase is a few pots of white paper fans stretching the branches and leaves, and the yellow flowers and white leaves complement each other. The white paper fan is a southern herb, perhaps because Lu Ji sees things and is homesick, so he chose to sit here. Smelling the sandalwood that seemed to be absent, Lu Shiheng dipped his pen in ink, thinking about the poetry of this poetry meeting.

Sima Lun, the king of Zhao, has recruited celebrities from all walks of life since the coup d'état, such as Xingyang Taishou Xun Group was appointed by him as the right chief of Xiangguo Mansion, Tingwei Zheng Gu Rong was transferred to the left long history of Xiangguo Mansion, Shang Shulang Shuhui was appointed as the secretary of Xiangguo Mansion, Xun Song and Lu Ji of Dianzhong Lang, who were originally in Huainan literature, were appointed to join the army in Xiangguo Mansion, and Wang Kan and Liu Mo were appointed as Sima of Xiangguo Mansion respectively. After recruiting so many celebrities, of course Sima Lun wants to let them play a role, and arranging a poetry meeting in front of the emperor is a good way, and it can also show the world that he has a wealth of talents in the Xiangguo Mansion.

After a while, Lu Ji began to write, and the three-inch wolf wet the ink on the paper, and the poems jumped on the paper one after another. The great eunuch Tan Lihong handed over the prepared poem to Sima Lun for review, and then handed it over to everyone to circulate. Sun Xiu, Man Fen and others took it and looked at it, and it listed pairs of words such as 'seeing and hearing', 'having or not', 'coming and going', 'competing', 'Chinese and foreign', 'head and tail', 'before and after', 'fame' and so on. After everyone watched a round, they whispered about the words they should choose to make a difference, and everyone thought about it a little, Sima Lun couldn't wait, he opened his mouth and asked: "Who in the Qing family has poems?" ”

I saw the secretary of the room Shu Hui coming out of the crowd, and waved his hand to Sima Lun and said, "There is a minister." Sima Lun asked, "Which two words did Shu Qing choose?" Shu Hui responded: "The minister's choice is the word 'have-not'. Sima Lun nodded and said, "You might as well write it out and appreciate it with everyone." ”

Shu Hui then picked up the pen, sat on the table and began to write, and after a few strokes, a poem jumped on the paper. Everyone gathered around to watch, only to see Shu Hui write-"Tens of thousands of people in the Xuanwu field are chased, only because of this to serve the country, but there are heroes and fierce generals, why worry about the mountains and rivers Guards." ”

Sima Lun smiled and bowed, he looked at Sun Xiu and asked, "How?" Sun Xiu replied with a smile: "Very good, the secretary is a well-known talent, and it is very useful in the Xiangguo Mansion." ”

With the approval of the two, the rest of the crowd was of course touted again. In his ears, he was praised by his colleagues, and he responded with a smile on his face, and then stood aside with his hands folded. After boasting for a while, everyone on the Xuanwu floor also continued to ponder their own poems, after all, the poetry club hand-picked by Xiangguo could not escape.

Sun Xiu's face was holding the wisdom bead, but he was secretly jumping to his feet in his heart. He looked at Wang Dun, who was bowing his head and contemplating, can you help me write? He looked at Xun Song who was frowning again, why don't you help me catch the knife? After glancing around, no one understood his Sun Zhongshu's eyes, Sun Xiu scolded in his heart, or what kind of junjie in the government and the opposition, none of them have any eyesight, don't you know how to maintain Shangguan? Don't you know I can't write it!

After waiting for a while, I saw Zuo Changshi Gu Rong arching his hands to his colleagues and smiling and saying, "I have it too, everyone." ”

Sima Lun smiled when he heard this: "Yan Xiannan is a top three scholar, and it must be a masterpiece. ”

Gu Rong humbly arched his hand and said: "The words are superficial, just to serve as a foil for you." ”

Gu Rong Ziyanxian, originally a native of Wu County, was the grandson of Gu Yong, the prime minister of Wu State, and was raised as one of the five juns in Wu in his early years. This time, Sima Lun ascended to the throne, and in order to show the world his open-mindedness to recruit talents, he promoted Gu Rong, who was well-known to him, to enter the Xiangguo Mansion.

Gu Rong also lifted the pen, he walked the dragon and snake, and another poem was written on the paper after three times and five divided by two. Everyone went to see it, only to see the poem said, "The horse is strong outside the plug, the fierce warriors in the Guanzhong are competing, the ten rounds are all empty, and the brocade bag is full of silver." ”

Lu Ji watched from the side, Gu Rong's poem was finished, he said with a low smile: "This is the use of anti-grid, not the use of Ping, but the end of Ping, the choice is the word 'competition, exhaustion'." ”

Gu Rong said with a smile: "I just saw that the riding and shooting under the city is very exciting, so I pondered this one, the writing is shallow, and I hope you will be merciful in your comments." But just now, Gu Rong saw that the arrow shot by Tai Shiyu on the riding shooting range touched the inspiration, so he made this one.

Man Fen grasped the sentence "Ten shots are all empty" in the poem, and he said to Xiangguo Sima Lun: "Weichen congratulates the prince." Lord Wang, you look at Changshi's sentence 'Ten shots are all right', it is precisely because of your order to compete in martial arts that such people can have the opportunity to serve the country, Lord Wang, you are wise. ”

Sun Xiu also immediately grasped the fighter and said: "What Man Shangshu said is extremely true, and the ministers are also congratulatory to the prince, and the formation of the palace guard this time must be full of talents, which can be of great use." ”

The smile on Sima Lun's face was even worse, and he said: "The prime minister is just a chance to serve the people who have the heart to serve the country. After speaking, he stroked his beard proudly, and then asked Lu Ji: "Lu is also ready to join the army, right?" ”

Lu Ji replied respectfully: "Your Majesty already has a poem, and I still ask the prince to evaluate it." As he spoke, he also began to write on rice paper. Everyone saw him write--Hit the horse and draw the long arrow, and the horn bowed open, the white feather left the string, and the heroes came.

It doesn't seem to be very powerful, it seems that most of these celebrities are in vain, just relying on each other's praise. Sun Xiu lowered his evaluation of Lu Ji in his heart while watching, but he didn't know that Lu Shiheng just didn't want to be too sharp.

After Lu Ji finished writing, he put down his pen and said: "The subordinates also saw that the riding and archery competition under the city was very exciting, so they took the word 'come and go' and wrote it as a poem. ”

Sima Lun smiled from ear to ear, "This king also thinks that the arrow that the young man immediately shot on his back is really wonderful, but the articles of your Qing family are even more exciting. ”

At this time, Situ He Shao, who was the first to propose to fill in the poem, also stroked his beard and said: "The old men also wrote one, but I took this one by skill. After speaking, he also took a pen and paper, and saw him write, "The BMW stepped down, the feather arrow walked up, there was no shadow, there was no sound, and there was no head at the end." ”

Sun Xiu looked at it and said, "This is the word from the beginning to the end." "He Shao's poems do not follow the usual practice of putting the words 'beginning and end' in different sentences, which is obviously out of line.

He Shao said: "If the writing is not good, it can only be like this, you are smiling." Saying that, Old Man He arched his hand to everyone to show that he was relying on the old and selling the old, and he thought that he was a shallow learner.

Of course, the elderly also have this qualification, right? Everyone was busy saying that the poems of the old man Situ were very well written, and they were worth learning from our generation.

Sun Xiu gave a thumbs up and said, "He Situ, are you always taking care of the face of the younger generation?" ”

Man Fen immediately took the next couplet and said: "Lord Situ Taoguang is obscure, and the indisputable realm under the water is worth learning from!" ”

He Shao couldn't help but stretch out his hand and point at everyone with a smile: "You people." ”