Chapter Forty-Nine: The Martial Saint Joins
Zhao Yang was very satisfied with Mao Xiang's answer, and he deserved to be a famous historical celebrity.
"System, check Mao Xiang's informationγ"
"Ding~ The character scan is successful!"
Character: Mao Xiang (character Fenglin)
Force: 91
Strategy: 85 (can be upgraded)
Politics: 89 (upgradable)
Commander-in-Chief: 93
Loyalty: 100
Oh Huo~ All the data are so high, it is worthy of being the first batch of Jinyi Guard commanders.
"Fenglin, I'll give you two years, and you must give me the Jinyi Guard to develop to 30,000 people, but I have only one requirement, and that is to be extremely loyal. When you succeed in training, give it to me. First Guanzhong, Youzhou, and Jizhou. As for how it works, I don't ask, you're solely responsible. β
"Yes, my lord! The subordinates will not disappoint the lord, and will train the brocade guards in advance to serve the lord as soon as possible. β
Zhao Yang never doubted his ability, no matter how he said that he was also the first generation of commanders who left a name in history, if he didn't have the ability, how could he be in this position.
Zhao Yang turned around and left, without explaining anything more. Mao Xiang also returned to the appearance of the little guy just now, and quietly left through the back door. As for his appearance, no one knows about it except Zhao Yang, which is also the result that Zhao Yang wants to see the most.
Zhao Yang returned to the front hall, and suddenly on a whim, he sent someone to the Holy Martial Hall to invite Guan Yu to be there.
Guan Yu's arrogance is also a headache for Zhao Yang, although the current Guan Yu has not yet emerged, but arrogance has penetrated into his bone marrow. It's just that he hasn't shown it yet.
Zhao Yang wanted to try to recruit Guan Yu through today's banquet, but of course he didn't have much hope.
That's Guan Yu.
If he can be subdued so easily, then is he still the arrogant Guan Yunchang?
Zhao Yangan endured the somewhat unrealistic thoughts in his heart, returned to his seat and continued to drink with Tian Feng and the others.
"Lord, through talking with Mr. Jingluo just now, I know that the lord's talent is not superficially displayed, which makes me and the public both surprised and expectant, I hope that the lord can give us a few poems on the spot, and we will pass it on as an heirloom for centuries."
Zhao Yang glared at Wang Meng, it's not like there's nothing to do for me.
Hey, it's not okay if you don't do it, it seems that the ancient literati all had such a hobby, not to mention that now is the best time to increase their feelings.
"Okay, since Mr. Yuanhao doesn't think I'm average, I'll make a few songs for you. It should be used to entertain today's banquet. β
Isn't it just poetry?
What difficulties can I have for the cultural bombardment of later generations?
Zhao Yang came to the lobby and pretended to pace left and right. That focused look really felt like it was being taken seriously.
"The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are on the surface of Tongguan Road. Looking at the western capital, he hesitated. Sad, the Qin and Han dynasties, the palace and thousands of rooms have been made of soil. Xing, the people suffer; Death, the people suffer!"
Zhao Yang suddenly froze, and his voice was a little hoarse, which suddenly made the noisy hall hear. No one noticed that there was a man in the prime of life with a red face and a long beard standing at the door.
Guan Yu listened to the poem recited by Zhao Yang, and the respect in his heart swarmed in.
This is a benevolent man who sincerely serves the people, I didn't expect that there would really be such a good official today?
"Yazhai listened to Xiao Xiaozhu, suspected to be the voice of suffering in the world. Some small Caozhou county officials, one branch and one leaf are always concerned. β
"An official who comes here for four years is worthy of the sky and the people; There is a spirit in Shinto that should believe in me, and when I go there it is as if I were poor when I arrive. β
Zhao Yang recited two poems in a row, and the feelings of single-mindedness for the people expressed in each poem brought tears to everyone's eyes, they didn't look at the wrong person, and the cohesion was improved.
"Good poetry! Good poetry! β
A high-pitched voice came from outside the door. A man in a long green robe walked in slowly. As soon as this person appeared, everyone felt a wave of coercion prevailing.
"In Xiaguan Yu, the word is immortal. Hedong Xie Liangren, I heard that the recruitment list of adults came on purpose. I just heard three poems written by adults outside the door, and I was really touched by the pride of serving the people. β
Guan Yu suddenly knelt down on one knee: "I am not talented, I am willing to recommend myself to come to the like-minded, and I hope that the adults will not be rude." β
Zhao Yang was overjoyed and hurriedly ran up to pull Guan Yu up. He really didn't expect that an unintentional move would have such an effect, could it be because I was more attractive?