"Master Yue, come on, come on, please come and sit on my side! Don't go, everyone Su, come on, come on, accompany Master Yue to drink this glass of wine, maybe he is in a good mood and will write you a poem!"

Zhang Junbei relied on his strong martial arts, and there was a group of generals under him who were cheering on the sidelines, and in front of the civil officials in the audience, he did not hide his love for Yue Heng.

The big iron hoop grabbed Yue Heng's arm, and the reckless man learned to be a scholar to invite Su Weiwei, which made the civil officials on the opposite side so angry that their beards were upturned and helpless, and the generals and neutrals laughed.

Where Yue Heng is an opponent, he can only be pulled to the table of military attachés.

Zhang Junbei casually picked up his military helmet, poured a large bowl of spirits, and asked people to pour a small glass each for Yue Heng and Su Weiwei, his body like a mountain stood in front of Yue Heng, it was this kind of imposing appearance that made Yue Heng a big ugly just now.

"Gongzi Yue, today I want to pay tribute to you three bowls! The first bowl, thank you for the war poems "Mulan Poem" and "Respect to Mulan", as well as the war song "Who Says Women Are Not as Good as Men"! Although I myself have no gain, on behalf of the military department and on behalf of all the female warriors in the Zhongyuan world, thank you!

Zhang Junbei did not hesitate, held the military helmet and drank it all, and then on the other hand, there was not a drop of wine left, he laughed and said: "I, Zhang Jishan, am a rough person, not like you literati who can speak, don't mind!"

Where did Yue Heng dare to mind, he hurriedly picked up the wine glass, this cup was about two taels, he looked worried, but he couldn't help but drink, frowned, gritted his teeth and poured it down, but he didn't expect to drink a little urgently, and couldn't help coughing.

"Refreshing people! I Zhang Qishan likes a man like you who dares to act, a real man! Come on, pour wine again!"

Zhang still used a military helmet, Yue Heng was still a small cup, and the subordinate filled the two of them again.

Su Weiwei leaned over, helped Yue Heng carefully wipe the wine stains on his body for him, and asked softly, "Gongzi Yue, are you okay?"

Yue Heng waved his hand: "Miss Xie Su is worried, I'm fine...... Mr. Zhang, I want to eat something......"

Zhang Junbei waved his hand vigorously and said arrogantly: "You eat, I say! Second bowl, I solemnly apologize to you for all the people present today who are disrespectful to you, whether it is a new martial artist, a military general, a military attaché, or other literati and craftsmen, anyone in this Champion Pavilion, I hope you don't take it to heart!"

"Wait!"

Wen Zhangyuan was furious in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Master Zhang, you can't represent others!"

Zhang Junbei was stunned: "Why can't I represent others? I am also a third-level samurai, the highest military officer in Hongxian County, and I can't represent others? Who said that I can't represent, stand up for me!"

Qi Xian Ling almost laughed out loud in anger, this armament seems to be extensive, but in fact, he has a lot of tricks in his heart, and he has a lot of eyes, he deliberately made such a joke, just to play the image of a reckless man who does not hesitate, so he can fish in troubled waters.

"Well, since I can't represent others, then I will represent myself! Gongzi Yue, I solemnly apologize to you! I, Zhang Xishan, put down my words today, as long as you open your mouth, I will definitely try my best to ensure that you enter the military department, join the war poetry logistics department, and then introduce me to my master and master in the Chudu Zhenyuan General's Mansion, it will not take two or three years to be an officer from the squire, and I will give you a lifetime of glory!"

Zhang Xishan couldn't say anything, he drank it all again, turned around the military helmet, and looked at Yue Heng in a daze.

"Lord Zhang, Yue Heng is a child of my Ministry of Culture, how dare you dig the foot of the wall in front of us?"

The old man will go to the Ministry of Culture of Chudu tomorrow, even if he is dead, he will definitely join you Zhang Xishan!"

"Master Zhang, you're too much!"

At this moment, all the civil officials in the audience stood up, smashed the dishes and slapped the table, and shouted angrily, and several old civil officials came out trembling and wanted to fight with Zhang Junbei.

Zhang Junbei smiled, of course he knew the seriousness of his words, and hurriedly said in a loud voice: "Everyone is not impatient, this is just my wishful thinking, Gongzi Yue has not yet spoken! I can't represent others, and you can't represent Gongzi Yue!"

This seemingly reckless, but actually extremely smart person, blocked other people's mouths with the original words, and the literati in the audience could only look at Yue Heng with anxious faces, for fear of hearing Yue Heng say the word "good", after all, the promise of General Zhenyuan's Mansion is too precious!

"Master Zhang, the student is a child of a poor family, who has been studying hard for ten years, and loves cultural inheritance from the heart. Whether it is entering the Ministry of Culture for further study, or entering the military department to compose war poems, as long as the student is a literati, he will definitely spare no effort. And the students think that if the reader's mind is confined to a small range, he will never be able to see the world in the distance, right? Also, the student drinks so much that he really can't drink ......."

Yue Heng's attitude was very respectful, this was his true thoughts in his heart, and he said it in a tactful way.

The surrounding literati breathed a sigh of relief, if Yue Heng entered the military department, in fact, they couldn't say anything, every year I don't know how many talented and intelligent literati were taken away directly by the military department, they just couldn't bear to see Yue Heng, who was rare in a hundred years, also embarked on this road, and the literati declined!

"Okay! I am worthy of being a scholar, and if I refuse to refuse it so tactfully, then I won't force it!" Zhang Junbei did not force him.

"Lord Xie Zhang, forgive ......" Yue Heng also breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Junbei's eyes narrowed, revealing an unknown smile, and he spoke again: "Well, if you change your mind one day, you can go to General Chudu Zhenyuan Mansion at any time, report my name, and someone will naturally receive you!"

"Zhang Jishan, you old horseman!"

"Be a courtier in vain! Shameless villain! Savage cow Zhang Regretshan, I'll fight with you!"

"The power of the Divine Palace, 'prisoner'!"

Boom, boom, a group of people fought again, Zhang Junbei did not resist this time, he was firmly trapped by Cui Shilang's "prisoner" character symbol, and he couldn't get in if he wanted to fight outside, and he didn't draw his sword inside.

"Okay, my lords, I won't say anything about soliciting my son-in-law anymore, okay?

"If you dare to say something excessive, there is no me for you today!"

Under the watchful eyes of many civil officials, Zhang Junbei raised his hands high, indicating his submission, and waited for the next person to pour full wine, held his hands together, and said: "In the third bowl, I will make amends to Gongzi Yue and Miss Su." Zhang's action just now was a bit big, which frightened the two, mainly because I was too excited, haha, I hope the two of you don't resent me regardless of the previous suspicions!

Yue Heng was dumbfounded, this third cup would be such a reason? He wished that no one would remember this incident, but this piece of armament was so desperate to mention it again, this is "I can only help you get here", it is obviously "I will make you the target of the public"!

Sure enough, many people remembered the details of Yue Heng's defeat of Su Weiwei, envious, jealous, and cold-hearted, all came.

Su Weiwei was down-and-out and generous, her lips opened slightly, and she whispered softly: "How can the slave family resent Lord Zhang?

Yue Heng said helplessly: "Master Zhang is powerful, and the students are a little timid, which makes the adults smile...... Miss Su, I was so abrupt and offended just now, I'm sorry ......"

Zhang Junbei immediately took over: "A word of apology is over? Your poems are so good, why don't you send a poem to the Su family? The Su family sang your poems and passed on your literary name, do you want to express your gratitude?

"Yes!"

"My son-in-law must write poetry!"

"And you have to sign your name, press the handprint, and hand it over to the Su family to go back and frame it!"

"Wonderful! This must be another story of a talented and beautiful woman!"

Seeing the excitement and not being afraid of big things, Zhang Junbei got off to a good start, and many people followed the noise, clamoring for Yue Heng to write poems for Su Weiwei.

Where did Yue Heng dare to write poems? This is the end of the banquet, is there still less chaos he has caused?

He could only watch Cui Shilang and others ask for help, not that he couldn't write, but the poems and songs stored in his mind, all of which were classic poems that had been passed down for thousands of years, and he couldn't take out the ordinary goods if he wanted to!

Cui Shilang frowned, turned sideways and discussed a few words with Su Patrol Inspection and Qi County Ling Wen Zhangyuan, only to see Su Patrol quietly retreat into the crowd, Qi County Ling shook his head and disagreed, Wen Zhangyuan shook his head like a rattle, and it seemed that everyone was very controversial.

Zhang Junbei raised his eyebrows and asked, "Gongzi Yue, are you really ready to send poems to the Su family?"

Yue Heng sighed, and was about to say no, but seeing Su Weiwei's expectant eyes, he couldn't speak, he always thought that Su Weiwei was a cold and arrogant woman, but he didn't expect that she was not a fairy who didn't know anything in the sky, in fact, she also had seven emotions and six desires, and hoped that he could write a poem for her in front of so many people.

"Gongzi Yue ~ If it's inconvenient for you......" Su Weiwei thought of something, and she was happy and expectant, but she was still very understanding to help him out.

"Hey, if it's not convenient for you to write it in public now, after the banquet, I'll ask you to send you to the boudoir of the Su family, and you can just talk about it at night!"

Zhang Junbei really wanted to make do with this pair, and shouted out loudly without any scruples, so ashamed that Su Weiwei's face was flushed, and she raised her sleeves to cover her face, so embarrassed that Yue Heng couldn't say a word, and she didn't know whether to drink or put down the glass of wine in her hand, which was extremely embarrassing.

"Hahaha!"

Cui Shilang and Wen Zhangyuan argued a few more words, and the two seemed to have completely opposite attitudes, but in the end, Cui Shilang still had the upper hand and said: "Yue Heng, if you are really prepared, why not write it? Today there is a new war song "Farewell My Concubine" and a new war poem "Jing Mulan", it doesn't hurt to have one more! Come, I'll study ink for you!"

"Huh, is it really written?" Yue Heng asked in a low voice.

Cui Shilang's eyes showed a fierce light: "Aren't you very powerful?"

Zhang Junbei laughed: "Gongzi Yue, Master Cui is willing to study ink for you, then I am willing to hold the paper for you!"

"Lord Zhang, are you embarrassed to snatch the poems that Yue Heng gave to the Su family?"

"Haha! What does it mean that Lord Cui personally studied the ink?"

"To prevent villains like you, of course!"

“......”

Yue Heng couldn't cry or laugh, and could only watch the two sides quarrel again.

"Thank you, Gongzi Yue~" Su Weiwei said softly in his ear.

Yue Heng felt her exhalation like an orchid, and when he looked sideways, he could see that she was smiling sincerely from the bottom of her heart, it was so beautiful and moving, he couldn't help but be stupid.