Everyone's eyes converged on Zhang Lang's body, some people were curious, some were looking forward to it, and some people were sneering, waiting for Zhang Lang to make a fool of himself!

And Zhang Lang smiled bitterly in his heart, and said secretly: Dad, you really look up to me! If you don't limit the subject matter, it's just a matter of reciting a Tang poem and Song lyrics, and now you actually give me a poem that limits the military theme, what is this called me?

As soon as I thought of this, I felt embarrassed, and my brows were already wrinkled.

When Yuan Xi and the others saw this scene, they all cheered up, thinking that this time they finally stumped Zhang Lang. Mrs. Liu was smiling, but she was sneering in her heart.

Cai Yan, the initiator, stared at Zhang Lang, who was frowning, and couldn't help but secretly say: 'Could it be that the rumors turned out to be true? In fact, he doesn't have any real talent, but he just uses other people's poetry to win praise! If so, it would be disgraceful!

But what the truth is, we will soon find out. ’

Cai Yan believes that this kind of poetry on the theme of military conquest is very rare from ancient times to the present, except for the pathetic poem made by the Wujiang River, the overlord of Western Chu, and the song of the great wind of Gaozu, it is almost not found in the classics.

Therefore, Cai Yan believes that unless Zhang Lang is really thoughtful and stylish, it will be impossible to make enough poetry to make people sigh this time.

The entire hall was silent, and everyone's eyes were on Zhang Lang. With the passage of time, more and more people feel that Zhang Lang can't do it.

Seeing this scene, Xu Cheng had the intention to round the field for Zhang Lang, so he smiled and hugged his fist at Yuan Shao and said: "Prime Minister, now that the festival is festive, I'm afraid that Brother Yuan is not in the mood to do the poetry of the expedition, so it is better to change the theme, right?" ”

Yuan Shao also felt that Zhang Lang couldn't do it and wanted to find a step for him to go down, but when he heard Xu Cheng's words, he only felt that he was in the middle of it, and even if he wanted to agree.

However, at this moment, Mrs. Liu smiled and said, "Gongzi Xu is too underestimated!" I see that Mai'er is conceiving, and it must have been completed at this moment, so let's wait a little longer! ”

When Yuan Shao saw Mrs. Liu say this, he couldn't help but swallow back the words that came to his mouth, and he only felt that he was always bad at going against his wife. couldn't help frowning and looking at Zhang Lang, and said secretly: Mai'er, this time, under the eyes of everyone, you don't want to disappoint your father!

Those who hoped that Zhang Lang would make a fool of himself all looked at Zhang Lang with gloating eyes. Zhang Hairen mocked in a low voice: "It seems that the rumors are true, this fourth prince has no real material at all, and I am afraid that he will be greatly embarrassed this time!" ”

Sima Qingyi on the side frowned slightly, unable to see what he was thinking.

Time passes imperceptibly, and many people are impatiently waiting. Yuan Xi couldn't help but raise his voice and said: "Fourth brother, if you can't admit it, no one will really laugh at you!" ”

Luoyang genius Bai smiled lightly: "The fourth prince wants to grind down, and I naturally won't have any opinions." It's just that delaying the prime minister's banquet like this is really rude! ”

Yuan Shao felt a little disappointed in his heart, only to feel that the rumors were untrue after all, Mai'er was well versed in the way of battle formation, and he was a fierce general on the battlefield, how could he know the way of poetry and literature?

Thinking like this, he was ready to play a round for Zhang Lang and give him a step down.

"Daddy, I'm sorry! Delayed for so long! ......," Zhang Lang said suddenly.

Yuan Xi sneered: "Since you know that you have delayed your father's time, why don't you hurry back to your position." Bai Qian and the others also sneered, and their eyes all showed contempt.

Zhang Lang smiled and said to Yuan Xi: "Second brother, don't worry, it's not too late for me to chant this poem for my father, and then return to my seat." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone showed a look of disbelief, Yuan Xi's face became gloomy, staring at Zhang Lang, and Bai Qian, a talented man in Luoyang, still looked at Zhang Lang with a sneer, looking disbelieving, he thought that Zhang Lang was just holding up his mouth at the moment.

Yuan Shao couldn't help but urge: "Since Mai'er has made a poem, let's chant it quickly!" There was a hint of anticipation in his tone. Mrs. Liu on the side frowned and looked at Zhang Lang.

Zhang Lang straightened out his thoughts, put on a poet's style, and read out the Tang poem that he racked his brains to come up with:

"Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass. Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and if you don't break Loulan, you won't return it! ”

Zhang Lang felt as if he had returned to the tragic battlefield of ancient and modern times, and the iron-blooded and tragic aura that penetrated deep into his bones involuntarily emanated, setting off this Tang poem particularly shocking!

The scene was silent, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

Sima Qingyi looked at Zhang Lang with wide eyes, his eyes were full of incredulity, and unconsciously his palm loosened, the wine glass in his hand fell, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

At this moment, everyone came back to their senses, and the scene suddenly became commotion, and the general Yan Liang laughed and said: "A good yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and he will not return it if he does not break Loulan!"

Although I don't know how to write and ink, these two sentences make my blood boil! ”

All the generals present echoed one after another, and they were all very excited.

Yuan Shao couldn't help but be excited in his heart, slapped his thigh, and praised: "Although the text of this poem is concise, it completely demonstrates the pride of my generation!" When a man is alive, he should have such iron-blooded pride! ”

As the initiator, Cai Yan's beautiful eyes were fixed on Zhang Lang, and there was an indescribable excitement in them, as if a person who had been looking for something he had longed for for many years had suddenly found it at this moment.

There was a lot of brilliance in her beautiful eyes, obviously suppressing her emotions.

Yuan Xi, Bai Qian, Zhang Hairen and others were pale, like dead ashes, especially Bai Qian and Zhang Hairen, the pride of the two as talents, were completely shattered at this moment.

The only bit of reliance was gone at this moment, and in the face of Zhang Lang, who was smiling and attracting everyone's attention, he couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself in his heart.

As for Mrs. Liu, there was a cold glow in her beautiful eyes, and the killing intent in them was extremely amazing. It's just that at this moment, no one else notices it.

Yuan Shao deliberately smiled and asked Cai Yong, who showed infinite admiration for Zhang Lang: "Scholar, how is the poetry I have made here?" ”

Cai Yong sighed, then hugged his fists and said: "Vast atmosphere, iron-blooded pride!" Although there are only a few crosses, even in the entire "Book of Songs", I am afraid that I can't find anyone who can be compared! It can be called a masterpiece, enough to be passed down through the ages!

The talent of the four sons shocked the past and the present, and the old man was ashamed of himself! ”

Yuan Shao laughed and said, "The university scholar is too awarded!" If the scholar does not give up, I want to ask Mai'er to worship the scholar as a teacher, I wonder if the scholar is willing to accept it? ”

Zhang Lang was stunned for a moment, and said depressedly: Okay! Inexplicably there is another teacher!!

Cai Yong glanced at Zhang Lang, his eyes were full of love, and said to Yuan Shao with a smile: "If the fourth prince doesn't object, the old man really can't ask for it!" ”

"That being the case, the matter is settled. Mai'er, why don't you come and meet the teacher! ”

The people present, especially Mrs. Liu, all showed surprise, because including Mrs. Liu, had hoped to give their heirs to Cai Yong as disciples, but Cai Yong politely refused, I didn't expect to agree today!