Out of Jiang's Mansion, followed Jiang Mengxuan all the way forward, but after a while, the two came to the door of Wucheng Palace. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Huang Feihu, the king of Wucheng, is also a well-known figure, he and the king of Zhou were originally in-laws, and later because the king of Zhou insulted his wife, he rebelled out of the Shang Dynasty in a fit of anger and defected to the Great Zhou.

In the Shang and Zhou Wars, although he made a lot of achievements, he was unfortunately killed in the war.

Fortunately, he is a famous person on the list of gods, exempted from the pain of reincarnation, and was canonized as the Holy Emperor of Qi Tianren in Dongyue Taishan.

Now holding the position of King Wucheng is his nephew, Huang Huaheng.

Huang Huaheng has just passed the age of a weak crown, he is tall and thin, he is not good at asking immortals, and he is an elegant person who is proficient in poetry.

Huang Feihu had a good relationship with Jiang Ziya before his death, and the two families often moved around.

Jiang Mengxuan has always treated Huang Huaheng as a big brother, and now that something has happened, it is natural to ask this big brother to administer justice.

After all, in the imperial court, the power of the Huang family of King Wucheng is not small.

Entered the palace of King Wucheng, and after being reported.

The housekeeper in the house led the two of them to the hall, and after watching the tea and giving the seat, after a while, Huang Huaheng hurried into the hall.

That Huang Huaheng was wearing a white robe, holding a folding fan in his hand, and when he walked into the hall, his sleeves fluttered, and he saw him walking in a hurry, with one hand behind his back, and there was a lot of arrogance on his face.

"It turned out to be the sister of the Jiang family. ”

After entering the hall, Huang Huaheng didn't even look at Tang San's funeral, he saw that Jiang Mengxuan's clothes were full of wind and dust, he couldn't help frowning, and his eagerness couldn't help but be a little cold.

"Brother Huang. Jiang Mengxuan stood up, stretched out his hand and pointed to Tang Sanfu on the side, and introduced, "This is Tang Sanfu, Brother Tang." ”

"Tang San's burial?"

Huang Huaheng only noticed Tang Sanfu sitting in the chair at this time, and seeing that he was dressed even more casually, he couldn't help frowning deeper and shaking his head again and again.

Jiang Mengxuan was a little embarrassed, pointed at Huang Huaheng with one hand, and introduced: "This is Huang Huaheng, Brother Huang." He is not only King Wucheng, but also one of the few poets in the world. ”

"Oh, isn't it amazing. Tang San pursed his lips, and out of politeness, he stood up and arched his hand towards Huang Huaheng, "I've seen Brother Huang." ”

Huang Huaheng ignored him, looked at Jiang Mengxuan, and asked, "Sister of the Jiang family, what are you here for?"

"Didn't you listen to me?"

He didn't pay attention to himself, Tang San frowned, a little displeased.

"Sister of the Jiang family, how do you know this kind of vulgar person?" Huang Huaheng sighed and said, "You also introduced this kind of person to me, hey, what can this kind of vulgar person talk to me about, poetry?

This insinuation, disdain, and disdain have been fully demonstrated.

"Vulgar people?" Tang Sanfu snorted coldly, stood up from his chair, and said, "Since Brother Huang has a deep knowledge of poetry, I have two poems that I would like to ask for. ”

"You can also compose poems?" Huang Huaheng pursed his lips, looked at Tang San's funeral, and shook his head, he really didn't believe it.

"Vulgar tricks, I really don't dare to get an axe. Tang Sanyu sighed, and then groaned.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

A song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are adorned with jade, but I hope to be drunk and unwilling to wake up.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand and was cruel.

Why does the master say that he has little money, he must sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and Yuer will sell eternal sorrow. ”

This one is the poet immortal Li Taibai's "Will Enter the Wine", the poem was made in the Tang Dynasty, nearly a thousand years away from the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Huang Huaheng listened to Tang Sanfu's low voice, and was immediately shocked.

Poetry has just become popular in the Western Anniversary, and its style and attainments are far less profound than those of the later Tang Dynasty, and its heritage is also a long time owes a long charm compared with the later Tang Dynasty.

"Good poem, great poem, this is the best poem I've ever heard. Huang Huaheng clapped his hands and praised, "This poem is sonorous and powerful, with a deep rhyme, compared with other poems, it is not only a paragraph long, it is simply one in heaven and one on earth." ”

Saying that, Huang Huaheng had already put away his disdainful look, looked at Tang San's funeral in horror, stepped forward and knelt down, and said: "It is really a blessing for Huang to hear this poem, please accept my worship Brother Tang." ”

Before Tang San's funeral could be stopped, Huang Huaheng had already kowtowed respectfully a few times.

"Brother Huang, get up quickly. ”

While Jiang Mengxuan hurriedly helped him up, he quietly glanced at Tang San's burial, looking at him and not seeing much Sven, but he didn't expect him to be so literate.

"Brother Huang, there is one thing I want you to help me with. At this time, I heard Jiang Mengxuan say.

"What's the matter with the sister of the Jiang family, please tell me quickly. Huang Huaheng said busily.

Jiang Mengxuan nodded, so she took out all the things she met in Jiang Mansion, whether it was true or not, and asked him to come forward to distinguish between true and false.

"This ......" Huang Huaheng was a person who was afraid of things, hesitated for a moment, frowned, and said, "I have other things to do, and I don't have time to distinguish the truth from the fake now, I think I have to change the day." ”

"Another day. Jiang Mengxuan was stunned for a moment and said, "You and I have always been good friends, and I have always treated you as my own brother." Now that my sister is in trouble, you, the elder brother, did not help, but said another day, what is the reason?"

"You also know that my personality has always disliked such trivial matters, and now it is a real headache for me to tell what is true and what is false. Saying that, Huang Huaheng sighed and said, "I have other things to do, so let's go first." ”

With that, he was about to leave the hall.

"Is that all there is to it?"

"Brother Tang, you?"

Seeing Tang Sanfu stopped in front of him, Huang Huaheng took a step back and asked, "Brother Tang, what do you mean by this?"

"Do you have nothing to do when we are full, do you want to wander around here?" Tang San frowned, his face cold.

"Brother Tang, what do you mean?" asked Huang Huaheng.

"What's the point, naturally let you go and expose the fake. Tang Sanfu pouted and said.

Huang Huaheng let out an "oh", nodded and said, "Since Brother Tang has spoken, let's go." ”

Previously, he mostly looked down on Tang San's funeral, but when he heard Tang San's funeral, the song "Will Enter the Wine" suddenly changed greatly.

can't help but regard him as a celestial, and he was even more impressed by the song "Will Enter the Wine" and regarded him as an idol.

Now that the idol has spoken, how can he not agree

"Very well, let's go. ”

Tang Sanfu didn't expect him to agree so happily, looked at Jiang Mengxuan on the side, and asked quietly, "Is there something wrong with this Huang brother?"

"What's the problem?" Jiang Mengxuan was puzzled.

"For example, his sexual orientation, he likes to engage in sex or something. Tang Sanfu pouted and said.

"What is sexual orientation, do you have a base?" Jiang Mengxuan was still puzzled.

"Hey. Tang Sanfu sighed and said, "Let me tell you this, I mean, does this Huang brother like men?"