The poor are making trouble and no one asks, and the rich have distant relatives in the mountains, and the truth in the world is like this, so Lord Situ's original intention was just to meet the situation, and he was also analyzed by a group of talented people.

He Situ was a little overwhelmed by the compliment, he glanced at the crowd, and saw the Huangmen squire Wang Dun standing aside with his sleeves folded, as if he had already made a bamboo in his chest, so he opened his mouth and called: "Is Chu Zhong's poem ready?" ”

Wang Dun shook his sleeve robe and said, "Lord Situ, the next poem is also ready." After speaking, he put a few strokes on the front, and everyone watched one after another, only to see the poem saying: "The strong man fights for the white blade, the BMW blows the dust, the soldiers are seen everywhere, and the golden drum is heard from time to time." ”

Sun Xiu said with a smile: "Wang Shilang took the word 'seeing and hearing'. ”

Man Fen said: "Chu Zhongwen's sharp pen really makes me embarrassed." ”

Wang Dun smiled and said: "I originally wanted to use 'have-not', but I chose to go in the previous bundle room, but fortunately, the word 'seeing and hearing' can also be used together." ”

Shu Hui also laughed when he heard this: "I accidentally took Wang Shilang's first hand, Wang Shilang is not strange." ”

Xun Song, who joined the army in the Xiangguo Mansion at the time, said: "I also wanted to use 'Have-Nothing' to make poems, but you not only robbed Wang Shilang in the Shuji Room, but also robbed my poetry eyes." ”

Shu Hui hurriedly waved his hand: "Sin, sin, forgive Xun for joining the army." ”

Xun Song smiled: "Don't get in the way, I also made one, and I invite you to taste it." After speaking, Xun Song picked up the pen and began to write, he chanted while writing: "Xiangguo asks for warriors, and warriors are shortlisted, and after the three armies, they can be worthy of ten thousand people." ”

Wang Dun finished reading the first applause: "Jing You, this is the word 'before and after', a good poem." ”

Gu Rong also gave Xun Song a cheer: "'Xiangguo seeks warriors, and warriors are shortlisted' This is a thimge needle, and 'After the Three Armies' and 'Ten Thousand Fronts' is a rhyme and rhyme, which is catchy to read, and it is really a masterpiece." ”

"Papapa" burst of applause, everyone looked over, only to see the Chinese book Sun Xiu said: "But it is a good poem, we should congratulate the Lord Xiangguo, this time the selection of warriors must have a warrior to vote." ”

Sima Lun laughed: "The old man rectifies the dynasty, presumably the people of the world are looking forward to the nectar for a long time." ”

Man Fen took a step forward and said: "Thanks to Xiangguo, you set things right, the people can get rid of the dire situation under the rule of Jia Poison Woman, speaking of Xun's poetry in the army, it is wonderful to show the people's hearts, and the hearts of the people are towards Xiangguo." ”

Sima Lun smiled and nodded, and then he said to He Shao on the side: "Respect the ancestors, do you see that this writing is still in the eyes of the law?" ”

He Shao said: "Xun's joining the army is indeed a masterpiece. After speaking, He Shao looked at another Xun character, the Xun group of the current Prime Minister's Right Long History, He Shao smiled and asked: "Taizhang Yiya, Ning Wu masterpiece?" ”

Taizhang is the character of Xun Group, and Xun Group is the youngest son of the late Zhongshu Ling Xun Xun. Yingchuan Xun clan is a famous family in the world, it is the existence that anyone in power must give a little bit of thin face, after Sima Lun took power, of course, he also had to win over the Xun family, and the Xun group who was in Xingyang was recruited by him to make the long history of Xiangguo Mansion.

Seeing that He Situ was named, Xun Group helplessly spread his hands and said: "I have always been a shallow learner, and after thinking hard for a long time, I only had to make a bad work, and I made an ugly offer." After speaking, Xun Group also took up the pen and wrote, and after a pen walk, everyone saw that the paper was written - "The soldier wears rhino armor, the warrior crosses the sword and bow, becomes famous in a battle, and will make meritorious service in the future." ”

"It's obviously a masterpiece, Taizhang, you pretend to be modest." The first to open his mouth to praise was He Shao.

Xun Group arched his hand and smiled: "False praise! False praise! ”

Gu Rong said: "Xun Changshi chose 'fame' as the eye of poetry, and fame and meritorious service are exactly what men want. ”

Man Fen 'haha' smiled: "In my opinion, this poem is well written, and it is good to be based on the present and look to the future at the same time." The warriors selected by Xiangguo today will inevitably go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and make meritorious contributions to serve the country. ”

"Not bad!" Sun Xiu immediately said: "Taizhang's poem writes the heart of these strong men who came to serve the prince, which is really a masterpiece. ”

Sima Lun was a little proud when he heard this, he smiled and pointed at Sun Xiu and Man Fen and said, "You two are what the heroes have seen... ”

"Slightly the same!" "Slightly the same!" ”。 Sun Xiu and Man Fen said quickly at the same time, and after speaking, the two of them and Sima Lun looked at each other and smiled, and they had a picture of being a confidant in life.

Seeing Sima Lun, Sun Xiu, and Man Fen staging a drama of getting along with each other, Lu Ji suddenly heard Tan Lihong, the old eunuch standing beside him, whispering: "Lu joins the army, Lu joins the army", Lu Ji turned his head to look at him, and this Tan Gonggong whispered: "Sun Zhongshu is not good at articles, and Lu Shen still has spare poems?" ”

Lu Ji frowned slightly, and said in his heart: "This eunuch is really good at slapping horses", but after he frowned, he still bowed his head slightly and whispered: "I'll try." After speaking, Lu Shiheng took advantage of the moment when everyone was vying for praise, quietly retreated to the corner, and wrote with the pen on his back, but after a while, he saw Lu Ji fold the rice paper with undried handwriting and handed it to Gonggong Tan who was waiting on the side.

Tan Lihong bent his waist and squeezed all the way to Zhongshu Ling Sun Xiu behind him, and shouted "Sun Xiang" in a low voice, and then handed Lu Shiheng and folded the paper.

Sun Xiu took a look at it, and was overjoyed in his heart, "Tan Lihong, this old slave is really smart, no wonder he can be reused by the prince." He looked down a few times, wrote down the words, and then rolled the paper in his hand and put it in the inner pocket of his robe.

After destroying the original manuscript, Sun Xiu first coughed twice, and then said haha: "Everyone, I also dedicate a poem to congratulate Xiangguo on this election." ”

Man Fen immediately cheered and said: "I was about to read Sun Zhongshu's masterpiece." ”

Sun Xiu laughed and picked up the pen to write, only to see the ink books under the pen - the drums outside the Daxia Gate were raised, the martial arts were high-spirited, the Xuanwu upstairs watched the victory and defeat, and the three armies tried unparalleled before the battle.

"Good poetry!" Sima Lun praised, "Junzhong's poem is written with extraordinary momentum, and the word 'high-spirited' is used well and wonderfully. ”

Sun Xiu bowed his hand slightly modestly: "The prince is too famous, and his subordinates are just talented people with wings." ”

Man Fen smiled again: "Why should Sun Zhongshu be too humble, he knew that Zhongshu was extraordinary, and assisted Xiangguo to eradicate Jia's family, and now it seems that Zhongshu is a literary ability to compose poetry, martial arts can be Anbang, and it is really a cultural relic." ”

Man Fen had a smile on his face, but there was a different scene in his heart - Sun Xiu, you straw bag, this is plagiarized Lu Shiheng's poems, right? Hmph, it's just the right person, where is my ability!

Man Fen and Sun Xiu praised each other for a few words, and then changed their words and said: "Everyone, I also offer a bad poem to the prince and everyone. As he spoke, the round Manshang Shu picked up his pen and began to carry the words on the white rice paper.

Sun Xiu, who was watching from the side, held his short beard in one hand, and chanted in a subdued voice: "The young man in brocade clothes under the city, the bow is bent and shot from nowhere, leaving only the tail feathers to shake the rice, and there is no sharp arrow into the wood." At the end, he smiled again: "Man Lingjun is using the word 'Chinese and foreign' as an eye. What poetry! I already knew that Manling Jun was the pillar of the court law and was the pillar of the imperial court's law, but today I knew that Ling Jun was deeply hidden, and he was good at poetry. ”

Man Fen listened to Sun Xiu's praise and shook his hand again and again and said: "Sun Zhongshu is too famous, I was not good at writing, but when I saw this folk enthusiastically serving the prince today, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and this poem came out." Speaking of which, I also owe the blessing of the prince. As he spoke, he gently pinched the paper ball in his sleeve, and secretly rejoiced in his heart: 'Lu Shiheng is really good at being a man! No, it's the Tan Gong Guild who is a person. No, it's the Tan Gong Guild who is a eunuch. Thanks to these two! ’

Sun Xiu smoothly echoed Man Fen and said: "Speaking of which, I am the same as Man Lingjun, and I am not usually good at writing, but today is full of inspiration, and I must have been blessed by the prince." ”

Sima Lun smiled silently when he heard this, just stroked his gray beard vigorously. Everyone echoed Sun Xiu and Man Fen in every word, and suddenly someone said: "This is the riding shooting that was written again?" ”

Man Fen had already thought about how to answer, and immediately said calmly: "Yes, I just saw a young man in black galloping on a horse and shooting arrows, and he was heroic, so I had this poem in a flash of inspiration." ”

Where did the boy in black come from? I wrote that the person was obviously blue-Lu Ji couldn't help but laugh in his heart after hearing it.

Next, Zhongshu Ling Sun Xiu and Shangshu Ling Manfen praised each other, you said that I am brilliant, I will say that you write a dragon and snake, you praise my article is splendid, I will praise you for your superb poetry. Listening to the continuous praise in his ears, Lu Ji was tired for a while, and he casually looked at the sunset outside the building, as if there was already smoke curling in the distance.

On the Xuanwu field, the temperature of the sunset burned out the martial artists who had been competing for a day, and the undulating crowds began to gradually disperse, and waves of heat waves rolled in the streets and alleys of Beicheng, and it was a lively day of spring and autumn.