Rebirth of Lu Bu, the tyrant of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 77, Passing by Yingchuan, Poem Contest
A group of people passed through Yingchuan, and all took off their armor and put on brocade robes.

Lu Bu hangs white jade around his waist and holds Zhenyue in his hand. He is dressed as a rich man, well-dressed and imposing.

Although Lu Bu was physically and mentally exhausted this time, things had happened now, so he couldn't be in a hurry. He had to formulate a complete plan to avenge Diao Chan.

Yingchuan can be described as an elite in production preparation. Many counselors and military advisers are from Yingchuan. The more famous ones are Sima Hui, Guo Jia, Xun's Eight Dragons, Xi Zhicai, Xu Shu, Zhong Hui, Zhong Yao, Guo Tu, and Chen Qun. , Chunyu Qiong, etc. are all from Yingchuan.

Lu Bu paid a special visit to Guo's mother. Before Guo Jia left, he arranged for two maidservants to take care of her. Lu Bu even helped him buy a new wooden house. With the occasional diagnosis and treatment by the genius doctor Hua Tuo, his health improved.

Since the quelling of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, merchants have been running around, and merchants of all sizes can be seen everywhere on the official roads. The land of Yingchuan ushered in the first grand event after the quelling of the Yellow Turban Rebellion. There are mixed figures and a variety of goods.

Lu Bu is nine feet tall, holds a famous sword, and has a good horse on his hips. He has undoubtedly attracted the attention of many ladies from good families.

But Lu Bu only had Diao Chan in his heart at this time, because she was so saddened by her death that he didn't care about the eyes of those good ladies at all.

Not long after, the sky gradually darkened, and the river in Yingchuan County was more lively than during the day, with various lanterns and festoons, and countless dragon boats going back and forth on the river. Begin lifting curfew.

Occasionally, a few large ships passed by, and countless coquettishly dressed women were playing coquettishly on the large ships.

Whenever there is a demand, there will naturally be someone to meet the demand. The brothel industry has always been popular no matter what time it is.

Thinking of Diao Chan's peerless beauty, he couldn't help but sighed deeply, no matter in the past or present, there was no woman who made Lu Bu so obsessed.

Not far away is a "poetry competition" being held, surrounded by countless well-dressed scholars and talented people.

At the same time, there are naturally countless unmarried girls who are beautifully dressed and enchanting, looking around, looking for their true son.

An old man on the stage held a copper gong and said in a joyful voice, "The imperial court has defeated the Yellow Turban Bandits, regained the rivers and mountains, and restored the stability of the people. There is also a young emperor who has succeeded to the throne, amnesty the world, and the country is peaceful and the people are safe. Today, the annual poetry competition is held here. In the hegemony competition, the leader last year was Yang Xiu, the son of Taiwei Yang Biao. It is said that he is knowledgeable and extremely intelligent, and has been appreciated by the court and is an official in the court.

I don't know who will be the leader this year, haha, I don't bother you guys to compete, it's the same as in previous years.

In the Poetry Contest, one person will be the host, and any one will challenge. The winner of the challenge will continue to be the host, and so on, to win a lottery.

Each challenge requires two taels of silver, and in the end the leader will get all the prize money for this competition, and will also get 1000 taels of silver provided by the Yingchuan County Sheriff, who can enter the Yingchuan County Sheriff's Mansion as an official.

The competition has officially begun, and I don't know who will dare to take the lead."

As soon as the words fell, there were a lot of people rushing up, but they were rushed to the front by a burly young man in a brocade robe.

"I am Meng Liangwu, a student of Qinghe Academy. He has been studying poetry since he was a child, and he can compose poems at the age of eight. He is good at the bright moon in the mountains and rivers, so he composes poems with the theme of 'bright moon'"

"When", the gong sounded, and the competition officially started.

Since each challenge requires two taels of silver, and each competition has a record, losing three games in a row will disqualify the competition, so the talents present are very cautious, and they frowned and thought.

Hearing "bright moon", Lu Bu couldn't help thinking of Li Bai's thoughts on a quiet night.

As soon as the poem came out, everyone was astonished. The judges on the stage were all famous people in Yingchuan. When they heard Lu Bu's poem, they couldn't help being shocked.

Although this poem is popular, it has a neat antithesis. Light, frost, moon, and the countryside form a rhyming trend. The few four sentences deeply express the affectionate longing for the hometown of the foreigner. More importantly, the poem is formed in five steps, and there must be thousands of volumes in the chest. poetry book.

The old man on the stage looked at Lu Bu immediately, and said, "This talented man, I don't know that your poem just now was used to participate in the competition."

Lu Bu originally wanted to say, no, he just expressed his feelings.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, his eyebrows moved slightly. Now that Diao Chan is dead, he may always be living in sadness.

Immediately nodded slightly.

The old man said loudly, "Just now this gifted scholar has answered the poem. Although this poem is popular, it is neatly contrasted. I don't know what Meng Liangwu's own poems are. You can tell them and let the judges present judge."

Meng Liangwu blushed, "I, I haven't figured it out yet."

Everyone was astonished, and there were all kinds of laughter. As the main challenger, he dared to go up to the main challenge without even thinking about the poem.

The old man's face darkened, "I'm sorry, as the main competitor, you should have prepared your own poem first. In this case, this nine-foot-long talent can only be regarded as the winner."

Meng Liangwu blushed, bowed to Lu Bu, and walked off the ring shyly.

The old man put Lu Bula on the ring with a face full of joy, and said excitedly, "This talented man is nine feet tall and has a noble face. He must come from a famous family, but I don't know his last name."

Lu Bu was a little taken aback, he just expressed his feelings, why he won by accident, "Under Lu Bu, styled Fengxian, from Jiuyuan County, Wuyuan County".

"Oh"

The old man knocked on the gong again, "This time Lu Fengxian won, I invite talented Lu to continue to write questions."

The eight famous masters sitting at the back all thought about Lu Bu's name. There seemed to be no official named Lu in the court hall, and there seemed to be no scholarly family named Lu in the entire Han Dynasty, and they didn't know about this kid. Under whose name.

However, Lu Buwei, the minister of the Qin Dynasty, was surnamed Lu, and the empress Gaozu of the Han Dynasty also had the surname. I don't know if they are their descendants.

The corner of Lu Bu's mouth opened slightly. In that case, let's play with these Yingchuan celebrities.

Anyway, I have three hundred Tang poems in my chest, and I have all the sages and poets in my heart, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

"The brother's title just now was Mingyue, so my title is 'Pastoral Scenery'."

"Wow"

The audience was shocked again. During the Han Dynasty, poetic styles were not yet prevalent. Poems such as rural scenery were relatively partial, and everyone's thinking generally would not develop in those directions.

After a long pause, a talented man came onto the stage with two taels of silver in his hand, "I'm not talented, Yingchuantian is not easy, challenge Brother Lu."

Lu Bu made a gesture of invitation.

Tian Buyi said loudly,

"Plums are golden and apricots are fat, and wheat flowers are snowy and white cauliflower is thin.

The days are long and no one passes by the fence, only dragonflies and nymphs fly. "

Everyone nodded slightly. Although this poem is not gorgeous, it still highlights the pastoral scenery, and the antithesis is neat. It can be regarded as a good poem.

The old man said, "I don't know what poem Lu Caizi is preparing."

"The birds love the old forest, and the fish in the pond think about the old abyss.

Opening up the wasteland and the southern wilderness, keep the humble and return to the countryside.

There are more than ten acres of square houses and eight or nine thatched houses.

The elms and willows are in the shade of the rear, and the peaches and plums are in front of the hall. "

This is Tao Yuanming's return home in the Song Dynasty. I am afraid that no one in the Han Dynasty could compose such gorgeous and neat pastoral poems.

　Many people don’t have any poems at this time, so I just want to ask you if you read elementary school for nothing. Are Cao Cao’s "Duan Ge Xing" and "Gui Shi Shou" poetry?

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