Survival Three Kingdoms

Chapter 449
Dianman chuckled, and said with a nonchalant look: "I won't."

This sentence made all the generals happy, Dianman didn't know how to ride and shoot, Xia Houmao secretly called him unlucky, but it can be regarded as regaining a little face.

All the generals present received the Shu brocade shirts, and it can be said that everyone was very happy.

Cao Cao led the crowd up to the Bronze Sparrow Terrace, only to see that the platform is ten feet high and divided into three floors. There are hundreds of rooms inside, which are extremely luxuriously decorated. The bronze sparrow was not placed on the top of the stage, but placed in the main hall.

Buzhi's heart sank, Cao Cao's move must be because he was afraid of violating the rules, which shows that Cao Cao is not yet in high spirits, which is not a good thing for Jiangdong.He carefully looked at Zhou Cang's expression, and found that Zhou Cang also seemed to be a little shocked, and immediately returned to his natural state.

Ascending to the top floor, Cao Cao said that he was very unhappy.At this time, it is spring and flowers are blooming, but it is a beautiful scenery.

It was Zhou Cang and Bu Zhi's debut, so they were unavoidably surprised and praised repeatedly.But Kong Rong, who was the special guest, frowned tightly, with a look of bitterness and hatred, and privately said that the bronze bird should be enshrined to the emperor Liu Xie.

The martial arts meeting is over, and the literary drama officially begins. Drinking is inevitable. Cao Cao ordered a big banquet. The generals are on the second floor, and the literati are on the third floor.

What Zhou Cang didn't expect was that all the tables on the second floor were Eight Immortals tables, and each table had more than ten tables for eight people, which was a change from the previous scene of one person per seat.

The Cao clan occupied three tables, and Zhou Cang could only know Xiahoudun, Cao Ren, Cao Hong, Cao Xiu, Cao Chun, Cao Zhen, and Xiahoushang. He only knew Xiahoudun's younger brother Xiahoulian, eldest son Xiahouchong, second son Xiahoumao, and Xiahouyuan's son through Cao Cao's introduction. The eldest son Xiahouheng, the second son Xiahouba, Cao Ren's eldest son Cao Tai, Cao Hong's eldest son Cao Fu and other younger generations.This is only the adult members of the Cao clan who have joined the martial arts, and it is estimated that there are dozens of minors and Congwen.Zhou Cang was puzzled, Lao Tzu is a hero, how come the next generation is not as good as the next generation, and finally let Sima bully him like that.The Cao family is a big family, and the Jiangdong Sun family is also not small. There are three brothers Sun Jian, the eldest Sun Qiang has two sons, the second Sun Jian has four sons, and the third Sun Jing has five sons.Bibi herself is really a lonely family, only Zhou Wen, Zhou Chong, and Zhou Xi can make up the numbers.

Cao Cao led Zhou Cang to receive wine from table to table, and after the Cao clan, it was the turn of the general with a foreign surname.Cao Cao has already arranged seats for everyone, and he is not allowed to switch without permission. It is obvious that some wine tables are more lively, while others are a little quieter.Huang Zhong, Dianman sat at the same table with Zhang Liao, Zhang Jai, Zhang Quan and others, and they got along very well.

After walking around more than ten tables, the sky has gradually dimmed. "Weiguo follow me to the third floor, it's time for the literary meeting to begin."

"I don't know how Wei Guo feels about this situation. Why don't you write a poem as the beginning of my essay?" Cao Cao said as he left.

Zhou Cang has been hesitating whether he should show off Cao Zhi's Tongque Terrace Fu, thinking it over and over and thinking it's inappropriate. If Cao Zhi already has a draft at this time, isn't it a coincidence?But what should I use to recharge?Looking around, a five-character poem blurted out: "The sun is at the end of the mountain, the Yellow River flows into the sea, and I want to see thousands of miles..." Zhou Cang laughed, "Go to a higher level! Please, Mr. Cao."

"Want to go to the next level? Good poems, good poems." Cao Cao said repeatedly, and he had reached the third floor while speaking.

On the third floor, some people are splashing ink, some are still thinking hard, and some are giving pointers.

"Gentlemen," Cao Cao said, "just now Wei Guo and I were on stage, and Wei Guo wrote a poem about climbing the Tongque Terrace, what do you think?"

When Cao Cao dictated it again, the people present clapped their hands and applauded, and some people quietly hid the poems they wrote.

Kong Rong clasped his hands and said, "Mr. Zhou has a good literary talent, and his writing is concise, but full of profound meaning. If you want to see a thousand miles away, you will go to a higher level. As the saying goes, you can see far away."

Bu Zhi said: "I have heard for a long time that Liao Hou is good at literature and martial arts, and Zishan has learned from it."

Cao Chong smiled at Zhou Buyi and said, "Where do you think Liaohou wrote this poem?" Zhou Buyi smiled: "Of course it's on the second floor. Only on the second floor can you think of a higher level. If there are four layers, then he will not be able to use the word "Zeng." Cao Chong nodded and said: "If there are four layers, then he should use the word "Zijian." Brother Zijian?" Cao Zhi smiled and said, "What Cang Shu said is absolutely true."

Cheng Yu frowned and said to Xun You: "Zhou Weiguo's climb to Youzhou Terrace is so tragic. Today, the style of writing has been changed, and the poems are full of passion. Could it be that they want to improve?" Xun You didn't answer, looking at Jia next to him Xu: "What do Wenhe think?" Jia Xu chuckled, "Gongda is asking Yu Blind. How can I know poetry, but I see that Zhou Wenguo took the stage after Minggong."

"Since Weiguo has made a good start, everyone should not be humble. Today's literary meeting is just for fun." After finishing speaking, Cao Cao and Zhou Cang took their seats respectively.The third floor is different from the second floor, there is still one person per seat, and Zhou Cang and Bu Zhi sit under Cao Cao's hands.

All the literati took out their own masterpieces that they had written in advance or had someone else write for them, and praised Cao Cao's merits while praising the beautiful scenery.

"Father, my son just wrote the Tongquetai Ode, please appreciate my father." Cao Zhi came out and recited the famous Tongquetai Fu.

"Since the Ming Dynasty, I have played around, climbed to the stage for entertainment. See the vastness of the Taifu, and see the camp of the saints. The towering gates are so steep, and the floating double towers are so clear. Standing in the middle of the sky. Watching, even flying to the west city. Linzhang water flows, looking at the fruit in the garden. Look up at the harmony of the spring breeze, and listen to the mournful singing of birds. The sky and clouds are standing here, and the family will get it if they want it. To succeed. Yang Renhua is in Yu Neixi, and he is solemn and respectful in Shangjing. But Huanwen is prosperous, how can it not be said to be holy! It is beautiful! It is beneficial to the world. Wings assist my royal family, Ning He Fang. The same heaven and earth Its scale is equal to the brilliance of the sun and the moon. It is eternally noble and infinite, and it will live in the East King for a year."

"Good!" Cao Zhi received a full house and pushed the essay meeting to a climax.Cao Cao looked at Cao Zhi and nodded in relief, his face is too long.

It was already dusk at this time, Cao Cao ordered to light the candles, the Tongque Terrace was as bright as day, and began to perform songs and dances.

Cao Pi picked up the wine glass and came to Cao Cao: "Father is surrounded by the world, and the world is home to one's heart. My son toasts his father and wishes him good health and a long life."

"Okay." Cao Cao happily took a drink from his glass.

With Cao Pi at the beginning, everyone toasted Cao Cao one after another. Bu Zhi said a lot of good things to praise Cao Cao, praising Cao Pi for his filial piety, Cao Zhi's literary talent, and Cao Chong's intelligence.Cao Cao was even more joyful, and he was half drunk before he knew it.

Yang Xiu picked up his wine glass and said: "That day in Xudu, the Marquis of Liao once wrote a poem about Mr. Zijian dancing swords, and today we have a gathering again. Why don't you let Mr. Zijian and Marquis of Liao cooperate again to cheer for the Lord and you?"

(End of this chapter)