Back to the Three Kingdoms to be the Lord

Jicheng Poetry Society is located in a great Confucian residence, which is very famous in Youzhou.The members of the poetry club not only discuss poetry and poetry, but also discuss world affairs, but the requirements for those who join the poetry club are extremely high, and they are all high-status and talented people.

From the path by the stream for more than three miles, you can reach the Poetry Club. Therefore, Liu Qian asked the coachman to drive there first, while she and Zheng Yu walked along the stream, and soon arrived at the Poetry Club.

Zheng Yu and Liu Qian talked and laughed, and their feelings heated up rapidly.When they arrived, they saw more than 20 people sitting around under the willow grove by the stream. There were several long benches and a wooden seat in the middle. A great Confucianist was sitting in it, surrounded by people, talking a lot.Among these people, there are elderly people in their 60s, children in their teens, and three women in their 30s.

The attendant took out a long bench for Zheng Yu and Liu Qian to sit down. When she introduced Zheng Yu to everyone, she only said that he was her fiancé, and this time she accompanied her to listen to the lecture.Previously, everyone knew about Gongsun Xu's pursuit of Liu Qian. Seeing that she brought her husband and son-in-law here openly, it was a show of attitude, so congratulated the two of them with a burst of applause.

While listening to the rushing of the stream, talking about poetry and prose, while enjoying the cool scenery, it is also pleasant.

Zheng Yu and Liu Qian were sitting in the corner, listening to the great Confucianists' poems, but he really couldn't understand them, and seeing the images of these Confucian scholars, which were completely different from the iron-blooded soldiers he had come into contact with before, he felt uncomfortable.Furthermore, in order to participate in the gathering of the poetry society, he followed Liu Qian's instructions and put on Confucian clothing in the late Han Dynasty, and his image was a bit nondescript.

Seeing Zheng Yu scratching his chin from time to time, twisting and turning like an egg sitting under his buttocks, unable to blend into the atmosphere at all, Liu Qian stretched out her hand to hold him, and comforted him in a low voice, "Xianggong is a hero when he wears a military uniform, and he is a gentleman when he wears a Confucian uniform." Handsome, Qian'er is very happy." After speaking, she lightly pulled his sleeve with her hand, and asked him to listen carefully to his discussion of poetry and prose.

Zheng Yu saw several handsome Confucian scholars looking at him and Liu Qian from time to time, and teased, "They like Qian'er. It seems that Qian'er is very popular with those young talents in this poetry club."

Liu Qian giggled and said triumphantly: "There are many people who like Qian'er, but the one who likes Qian'er is only Xianggong. Xianggong, next, everyone will recite a poem that I made by myself. Is Xianggong ready?"

Seeing that he was going to recite the poem, Zheng Yu's head suddenly became dizzy, and he grabbed Liu Qian's hand and whispered, "Qian'er is going to be married."

Liu Qian chuckled mischievously and said: "Before, Qian'er gave everything to my husband. This time, my husband is not allowed to make Qian'er lose face. This is the literary test. If everyone approves, my husband is considered to have passed the test. After passing the test, Qianer is my husband's." Yes, anything is allowed."

After finishing speaking, he smiled coquettishly at him, that seductive and provocative look made Zheng Yu's heart itch again, and he wanted to swallow her as soon as possible.

Sure enough, it was his turn soon. Seeing everyone looking at him with burning eyes, Zheng Yu felt guilty for a while, but he thought that Liu Qian was a talented woman in Jicheng, and the husband-in-law she found must be brilliant, so everyone watched carefully. Looking at him, waiting for him to recite poems and compose Fu.

Zheng Yu was forced to go to Liangshan.

Standing up, he walked on the grass, thinking about the poems he had read in his mind.Then, watching the geese on the water surface of the river calling from time to time in the stream, an inspiration came to mind, and I remembered Luo Binwang's poem "Ode to Goose", which he could recite when he was three years old. Therefore, with joy on his face, he said to Liu Qian : "Sanggong has inspiration, Qian'er, don't forget to fulfill the promise."

"Goose, goose, goose, singing to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the anthurium touches the clear waves."

This form of poetry is still relatively rare in this era, and in just a few sentences, it vividly expresses the appearance of the goose, its beautiful shape and light movements when swimming, and expresses the author's love for the goose.

After Zheng Yu chanted, everyone applauded!

Liu Qian pulled him to her side, and said happily: "My husband has passed the test." Her expression was extremely charming, but she was flustered and shy when she thought that the two of them would really be married next time.There was more joy in her heart, she didn't want to embarrass Zheng Yu, as long as her poetry friends recognized it.

Face, she is very face-saving.

Zheng Yu originally thought that the poetry meeting would be over here, but the great Confucian scholar suggested: "Dong Zhuo messed up power, killed the first emperor, messed up the harem, and all the states in the Kanto region launched a crusade, but finally withdrew from Hangu Pass and returned with martial arts. Although we have nothing to do, we can’t ignore it. Right now we must express our position. Therefore, today we decided to write a fu or a poem for each person present, and gather them into a book to express our humility. The state literati are determined to oppose Dong Zhuo's chaos in power."

Then, everyone recited the poems and fus they had already prepared on the spot.

Zheng Yu was startled and said, "Lady, why didn't I know that there is still this matter? There is nothing to do with my husband from now on."

Liu Qian giggled and said: "Xianggong is not a member of the poetry club, so of course there is no need to compose poems, but if everyone wants him to be able to compose a poem, he still has to do it. Don't let the lady lose face." Qian Er once said to all the poet friends that if Qianer doesn’t look for her, she’s fine, but if she looks for a husband-in-law, he must be a great talent with outstanding talent, appearance, wisdom and courage.”

After hearing this, Zheng Yu almost vomited blood!

When it was his turn, the Confucian said happily: "From Zheng Gongzi's poems chanting goose, we can see that Qian'er's husband is so talented that ordinary people can't compare with him. You are not a member of the poetry club, so you don't need to be a critic of Dong Zhizhi's poems. But since Mr. Zheng is here, and today is the first time to meet everyone, why not write a poem to let everyone see the talent of Mr. Qianer, and let those talents who like Qianer understand that only Mr. Zheng is worthy of it Liu Qian is both talented and beautiful."

Zheng Yu was roasted on the fire, and the great Confucian's words covered this point, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and think hard.It is really frustrating for him not only to show his talent, but also to match the meaning of the topic in the current troubled times.He thought in his heart that if he could pass this test, he would punish Liu Qian severely on the bed.

After thinking hard for a long time, I remembered what I had read. Zhang Yanghao's "Shanpo Sheep? Tong Caring for the Ancients" can be compared with the current troubled times. Everyone wrote directly to ask for Dong. He said that the suffering of the people in troubled times may be able to deal with it. .

Besides, Luoyang had just been burned down, millions of people were displaced westward, and Dong Zhuo moved his capital to Chang'an, so this poem can still cope with the current general situation.

"The mountains and rivers are like clusters, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are outside and inside the Tongguan Road. Looking at the western capital, I hesitate. Sadly, where the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces have been turned into soil. Prosperity, the people suffer; death, the people suffer."

The artistic conception and style of this poem made the famous literati present stunned for a long time, and then there was loud applause, and everyone stood up to pay tribute to Zheng Yu, and everyone was full of praise.

Liu Qian was also overjoyed. Regardless of the crowd watching, she took his arm, leaned her head on Zheng Yu's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Sister, Qian'er loves Mr. Xiang to death, and we will be husband and wife tonight. Let Qian'er take care of you." Waiting on my husband."

Everyone was talking, but they saw Gongsun Xu and Sima Hong galloping towards him on horseback. When he got close, he dismounted immediately. He saw Liu Qian leaning on Zheng Yu's shoulder with a sweet look, and he couldn't help being furious.With red eyes, he said loudly to Zheng Yu: "Zheng Yu, Liu Qian is mine, you are not allowed to touch her!"