Gao Gong has always remembered Yuan Ba's sentence 'If you can't even beat a few gentlemen, how can you destroy the Turks in the future!', this sentence was extremely domineering, and it came from the mouth of a five-year-old child, so that he couldn't help but mention this matter to Yang Yin.

Although Yuanba was quite loved by Yang Su when he first came, Yang Su had too many descendants, and he replaced Su Wei as Shangshu's right servant a year ago, and he was busy with court affairs, so he quickly forgot Yuanba, so that when Gao Gong mentioned the name Yuanba, he was stunned for a long time, and he couldn't remember which grandson he was?

Thanks to Feng Deyi's reminder, he remembered that it was the illegitimate son two years ago, and he slowly recalled the scene when he first met Yuanba two years ago.

At this time, the door opened, Yuan Ba walked in quickly from outside the door, he knelt down very obediently, kowtowed to Yang Su three times, and kowtowed to Gao Gong again, the host and guest were clear.

"Grandson Yuanba greets his grandfather and gives Gao Xiangguo a salute!"

Yang Su stroked his long beard lightly, and nodded secretly in his heart, "This kid has even noticed the details of kowtowing, no wonder Gao Gong said that he knows etiquette, not bad!"

He immediately smiled and said, "Good boy, get up!"

Yuanba stood up, Yang Su looked at him carefully, and saw that he was tall and strong, although his skin was very fair, but he was not weak, full of momentum, and he seemed to be very powerful, no wonder he could fight six with one, and he seemed to be only five years old, but he looked like seven or eight years old, I remember that when I first saw this son two years ago, I felt that he was taller than ordinary people, but he was a talent that could be built.

"Yuanba, grandfather didn't care about you in the past two years, what have you learned?"

Yuan Ba bowed and saluted, and said respectfully: "Back to my grandfather, my grandson has been studying and practicing calligraphy in the house, and I go to the martial arts training ground in my spare time to watch the martial artist teach the martial arts of Jiading." ”

Gao Gong next to him heard Yuan Qing's speech clear and coherent, and couldn't help asking: "Yuan Ba, have you studied the Analects?"

Yuan Ba hurriedly replied: "Returning to Lord Xiangguo, I have finished studying the Analects last year, and I have also finished studying the Book of Songs, and I am now learning to write poems." ”

Yuan Ba didn't lie, since last month, Shen Qiuniang began to try to teach them to write short poems, although Yuan Ba knew a lot about the later Tang and Song poems, but he really wanted to write poems himself, but he wrote a mess, and he was not interested in writing poems.

Gao Gong heard that he had learned a lot, so he wanted to test him, he smiled slightly, "Since you have learned to write poems, have you written a few poems?"

Yuanba was a little hesitant, he wrote two poems, although he felt good, but his aunt said that the poems he wrote were not poems, they were spelling, if he really took them out, I was afraid that his grandfather would lose face, but he could let him steal the poems of his descendants, and he felt ashamed.

He secretly glanced at Yang Su, and saw that he was smiling and silent, as if it didn't matter, but his eyes were full of eagerness and a hint of nervousness, just like Feng Deyi said, his grandfather was waiting for him to fight for face.

He knew that his grandfather Yang Su was a person who wanted to save face, if he played badly today and lost face to Yang Su, I am afraid that he would have no chance to come out in the future, if he succeeds today, then he can take the opportunity to put forward the request to build a foundation, he has been looking forward to it for a year and a half, and he is excited when he thinks that he can learn martial arts from now on.

"Can we start now?" he asked, tilting his head.

Seeing that he looked cute, Gao Gong smiled and nodded, "Say it! ”

Yuan Ba didn't say the poem directly, but warmed it up first, and then he recited it aloud: "Goose, goose, goose, song to the sky, white hair floating in green water, red anthurium plucking clear waves." ”

This is a poem written by King Luo Bin in the Tang Dynasty when he was seven years old, which is in line with his current age, Gao Gong smiled and praised: "Yes, very childlike!"

Yang Su still smiled and didn't say anything, but he was a little disappointed in his heart, although this poem was fresh, but it still lacked a kind of domineering, he hoped that his grandson would write a domineering poem about how to destroy the Turks, so that Gao Gong was completely stunned, instead of saying something very childlike.

Yang Su has been secretly competing with Gao Gong, Gao Gong is a versatile man in literature and martial arts, and his ability to govern the world is far less than him, not only that, but Gao Gong's sons are very competitive, and the eldest son Gao Biao is outstanding in learning, and married the daughter of the prince Yang Yong a few years ago, which made Yang Su quite jealous, and most of his children and grandchildren are mediocre talents.

It is rare for Gao Gong to praise one of his grandsons for being domineering, so he hopes that Yuan Ba can fight for himself and suppress Gao Gong's momentum, but Yuan Ba's poem about the goose disappointed him too much.

Yang Su couldn't help but ask, "Yuanba, are there any other poems?"

Yuan Ba hurriedly bowed down and replied: "Back to my grandfather, this poem is an interesting work by my grandson a year ago, but recently my grandson has thought about military exploits and written a poem of Mingzhi, I am just worried that Gao Xiangguo may not be interested." ”

"You little slippery head, when am I not interested?"

Gao Gong scolded him with a smile, "You quickly explain the poems of Zhizhi, write well, I will be rewarded!"

"Then the grandson will be ugly!"

Yuanba thought about it for a while, and then slowly groaned:

"The beacon fire shines on Xijing, and my heart is uneven.

Yazhang resigned from the phoenix, and rode around the dragon city.

The snow is carved with flags, and the wind is mixed with the sound of drums.

Rather be a centurion than a scholar. ”

"Good!"

Yang Su couldn't help but praise loudly: "What a 'I'd rather be a centurion than a scholar!'"

He was very proud, and turned around and asked Gao Gong: "Gao Xiang, how is this poem?"

Gao Gong was contemplating and thinking, he didn't quite believe that this poem could be written by a five-year-old child, but no matter what he thought, he just couldn't remember that he had read this poem, and it should not be plagiarism.

Gao Gong finally showed a wry smile on his face, he could feel Yang Su's pride, he gently stroked Yuan Ba's little head, and sighed softly: "True prodigy!"

He squatted down and pressed Yuan Ba's immature shoulders, stared into his eyes and said: "You are a genius and beautiful jade, you should carve it with a good craftsman, my Bohai Gao clan is a famous family, my brother Gao Yu, and he is a famous Confucian in the world, I asked him to accept you as a closed disciple, what do you think?"

Yang Su saw that Gao Gong was finally impressed by his grandson's talent, he was overjoyed, if he could become a closed disciple of the famous Confucian Gao Yu, it would be good, he was about to agree for Yuanba, but he saw Feng Deyi desperately glancing at himself, meaning not to let himself agree, although he didn't know the reason, but Yang Su had always trusted Feng Buping, so he changed his mind and said with a smile: "Yuanba, you come according to your own ideas, you don't have to force yourself." ”

Yuan Ba heard that his grandfather had the intention of refusing, and he himself was unwilling, so he slowly shook his head, "I don't want to learn literature, I want to learn martial arts!"

Gao Gong felt that Yuan Qing was more developed in literary talent, and he could write such atmospheric poems at a young age, if this son was well cultivated, he would be the pillar of Tianwu in the future, and he also heard that Yang Su was reluctant to let Yuan Ba learn literature with him, but Gao Gong still wanted to try again, and induced Yuan Ba, "Why do you have to learn martial arts, now that the world has been decided, it is the time when all kinds of waste are waiting to be revived, learning literature can better assist the king and govern the world, isn't it better to realize the ambition in your heart?"

Yuan Ba still shook his head resolutely, "My ambition is to be a centurion and a scholar, the Turks have not been destroyed, the Western Regions have not been taken, how dare Xiangguo say that the world has been decided?"

Gao Gong was stunned, for a long time, he sighed, "I have assisted the king for fourteen years, and I am known as the first prime minister of the founding of the country, but I am ashamed to see that my knowledge is not as good as a five-year-old child!"

Yang Su secretly admired, neither humble nor arrogant, courageous, dared to reprimand Xiangguo, this is his Yang Su's grandson, he regretted it in his heart, but also rejoiced, regretted that he was confused, he didn't know that he had such a good grandson, fortunately he still found it in time, and he still had time to cultivate it well.

At this moment, Yang Su also identified Yuanba, and this grandson will definitely be the hope of the Yang family in the future.