Great Wei Overlord

Chapter 259 Beauty Bet (fourth update)
Chapter 264 Beauty Bet

Ran Ming didn't like to see the strong bullying the weak, even though he himself had often bullied the weak. At this moment, looking at the little maid who was almost made to cry, Ran Ming's sympathy overflowed.

"Brother, don't be upset, since the wheel is stuck, just find a way to pull it out!"

The young man in Chinese clothes looked up, his expression changed slightly.

This person was none other than Xie Daoyun, who disguised herself as a man, and the maid who was almost made to cry was Xiaoru.

Xie Daoyun said: "Brother, I don't know something. I can't carry it on my shoulders or lift it with my hands. How can I pull this heavy ox cart out?"

Ran Ming rushed to Lin Heishan and said, "Heishan, it's up to you"

Lin Heishan dismounted, came to the bullock cart, and shouted "Get up!"

I saw his bare arms, muscles protruding, and a large carriage weighing almost seven or eight hundred catties rose up in response.

Xie Daoyun was originally afraid that Ran Ming would recognize her, but she never thought that she had been observing Ran Ming secretly all the time, and Ran Ming had never seen her at all, seeing that Ran Ming fortunately did not recognize her, Xie Daoyun was both nervous and disappointed.

Xie Daoyun said: "Thank you, brother, for your generous help. I don't know your name, brother Gao?"

"Helping others is the foundation of happiness." Ran Ming said, "I'm in Ran Ziyang, Xiawei Commandery! I don't know what to call Brother Taiwan?"

Xie Daoyun actually said inwardly: "My servant, Shangyu Zhuyingtai!"

Hearing this, Ran Ming's face immediately changed color.

The legendary Zhu Yingtai appeared?

Ran Ming naturally knew that Zhu Yingtai disguised herself as a man and studied with Liang Shanbo for three years.

It's a pity that Liang Shanbo, an idiot, couldn't recognize Zhu Yingtai disguised as a man.

At this time, Ran Ming paid special attention to Zhu Yingtai in front of him carefully.

This person is slightly thin, tall and straight, about seven feet tall (approximately 1.6 meters eight at present), with wide forehead and eyebrows, red lips and white teeth, and there is a sense of agility all over his body!

People from Jiangnan are generally thin and small, and even men are slightly smaller than northern men.

With Zhu Yingtai's figure in front of her, she couldn't be associated with the petite Jiangnan beauty.Ran Ming was also confused, Zhu Yingtai in front of her didn't have the air of a woman's makeup, but her body exuded a heroic spirit, her gestures were bold and unrestrained!

Just as Ran Ming was looking at Zhu Yingtai, Zhu Yingtai was also looking at Ran Ming.

She really couldn't figure it out, no matter how she looked at Ran Ming, he had delicate features, thin shirts and wide sleeves, like a handsome young man facing the wind from a tree. The first impression she had when she saw Ran Ming was that he was a handsome and talented man.

Ran Ming didn't let her down either. When Ran Ming was in Dongshan Bieyuan, his tongue was full of lotus flowers, and dozens of talented scholars in the south of the Yangtze River were speechless.

However, another identity of Ran Ming came to mind.He really couldn't figure out how to use thousands of tigers to defeat the strong with the weak, killing the 14 tiger and wolf soldiers of the Yan army and almost annihilating the entire army.

On the battlefield, Ran Ming was invincible and made great achievements in battle. Even Huan Wen suffered under his hands.

Wen can rejuvenate the country, martial arts can stabilize the country, this is the young man I like.

Xie Daoyun's head was full of thoughts, "Zhu Yingtai" had a vague smile on his face, and he cupped his hands and said, "Shangyu Zhuyingtai!"

Ran Ming smiled, and gracefully replied, "Wei County Ran Ziyang!"

Zhu Yingtai smiled and said, "Brother Ziyang also participated in the autumn meeting of the Molan Poetry Society?"

Ran Ming was puzzled.Asked curiously, "What is the Molan Poetry Society?"

"It turns out that brother Ziyang didn't come to participate in the Molan Poetry Society." That's right, brother Ziyang had never heard of the Molan Poetry Society when he first came to Jiangnan. "

"Zhu Yingtai" explained: "The Molan Poetry Society was founded by Guo Ao, the son of Guo Pu, the son of Guo Jingchun, the former general Wang Dun's secretary and counselor. It is very famous among the scholars. There is a meeting every spring and autumn. Today is Mo Lan Shi Society Autumn Party!"

Ran Ming said: "I just wanted to see Qi Yunshan, but I didn't expect to encounter such a grand event!"

Jiangnan is a place where poets gather, and Qiyun Mountain also belongs to the scope of traditional Chinese landscape poetry.

Zhu Yingtai said: "How about, brother Ziyang also go to the poetry meeting together?"

Ran Ming didn't want to be in the limelight at first, but being in the limelight, letting his fame spread among the scholars, is also a disguised form of protection.Huan Wen can kill a vassal king of Wei without any scruples, and it is best to blame the Eastern Jin Dynasty.

Let the two tigers of the Wei and Jin countries fight against each other, so that he can profit from it.However, no matter how courageous he was, he would not dare to kill a famous scholar.Originally, Huan Wen's reputation was not good among the scholars. If he usurped the throne, he would definitely win over the scholars.

Ran Ming said: "Unfortunately, there is no invitation letter."

Zhu Yingtai said: "You don't need an invitation letter, as long as you pass three levels in a row, you can participate!"

Ran Ming smiled and said, "That's fine too!"

Ran Ming and Zhu Yingtai chatted and laughed as they walked towards the top of the mountain.

The stone-step mountain path spirals up, about a hundred steps, and there is a clear spring on the left side of the mountain path, with trickling streams, jumping beads and splashing jade, reflecting the sun, the spring is fresh and clear, making people want to hold a drink immediately.Next to the clear spring is a platform with a radius of about [-] steps. In the center of the platform is an ordinary octagonal pavilion.

There were two scholars in green clothes standing guard in the small pavilion. When they saw Zhu Yingtai and Ran Ming coming up, they asked, "Are you two breaking through the barrier?"

Ran Ming nodded, Zhu Yingtai said: "Exactly."

One of the slightly fat scholars said: "Please stick to the question!"

Ran Ming said with a smile: "Brother Yingtai please first!"

Zhu Yingtai didn't give in, she walked forward slowly, reached out and took out a bamboo stick, on which was written "Book" and on the back was written "Yong".

The fat scholar looked at the bamboo sticks and said: "Please take the title of chanting the book and write a poem. If you can't write it, please be gentle and don't procrastinate on purpose. Leave it for later."

Zhu Yingtai was not angry, and after a moment of contemplation, she chanted: "Yi Shao is good at cursive script, no one is better than him, elegant people are profound, and the brush strokes embroider golden autumn!"

"Good poem, good poem!" The two guards immediately exclaimed.

When it was Ran Ming's turn, Ran Ming also grabbed a bamboo stick with a word "Xue" written on it, and the word "Yong" written on the back. Ran Ming looked at it and said with a smile: "It's actually Yong Xue. Fortunately, I wrote a word last year. First. "Birds fly away in thousands of mountains, and people disappear in thousands of paths. A lone boat and hat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow."

I don't know you two, can I pass the test? "

Zhu Yingtai couldn't help but see a beautiful picture in front of her eyes. The surrounding mountains are rolling and empty, without the singing and traces of birds, and all the paths that shuttle inside and outside the mountains have no traces of people. Only on the wide and calm river, An old fisherman in a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat is fishing alone on a lonely boat.

The two scholars looked at Ran Ming in shock, "Clear the customs, pass the customs!"

Ran Ming thought to himself: "If Master Liu's poems are not good, it proves that you are also idiots!"

Going up the small pavilion, there are lush green pines and oak trees. The higher you go, the steeper the mountain, and fewer pine trees.However, there are many bamboos, and there are many scholars and followers in the bamboo forest.In the era of aristocratic politics, there were very few poor scholars who could read books.

Most of them are from well-to-do families, and they all bring their own maids and followers.Most of the maids began to set up tents among the bamboo forests, and some made small stoves.The scholars are in groups of three or four, whispering and exchanging ideas together.

A scholar showed a bewildered expression and said, "Do you know what the reward for the leader of this poetry meeting is?"

A scholar with bare chest and bare arms said, "What's the reward? Last year's reward seemed to be the "Poetry Collection of Youxian" edited and annotated by Dr. Tao Qin."

Another scholar exclaimed, "It turned out to be "The Anthology of Youxian Poems", which included the works of Cao Zijian, Ruan Ji and others. I only heard their names but not the actual objects. It is said that Zhu Zhixing, the leader of the upper realm, bought it for a thousand dollars. Zhi did not sell it!"

At this moment, someone said: "I heard that the leader reward this time is Su Xiaoxiao, the number one in Jiankang Zuihualou!"

"Ah," said a scholar nympho, "That's the girl of my dreams!"

Zhu Yingtai laughed and said, "Brother Ziyang, do you dare to compete with Yingtai?"

"Why don't you dare?" Ran Ming said with a smile: "Someone just lacks a maid!"

At this moment, a look of disgust appeared on Zhu Yingtai's face, and Ran Ming thought that he was disgusted with his boasting, at this moment.

A scholar in his thirties walked up the mountain road below, and all the scholars surrounded him like stars holding the moon!Seeing Zhu Yingtai's face change slightly, the disgust flashed away.Ran Ming said: "Who is this person?"

"A person who has earned his fame!" Zhu Yingtai explained again: "Criticizing others behind their backs is not a gentleman's action!"

With the ability of Ran Ming and Zhu Yingtai, they broke into the three passes on the mountain. At this time, they found that the Guanlantai on the top of the mountain was actually a three-story wooden building, with a hall in the middle and a small hall on the left and right. Friends, it looks elegant and generous.There are dozens of scholars in the hall, ranging in age, from middle-aged people in their 40s to [-]s, and boys in their teens.It's just that there are only a few people in the side hall. Ran Ming likes to be quiet and is about to step into the side hall.

Zhu Yingtai said: "Brother Ziyang, that's where the humble scholars stay!"

Ran Ming kept his mouth shut, during the Wei and Jin Dynasties it was the world of gentry and aristocrats, poor families and gentry could not sit together, even if it was a poetry meeting, the latitude and longitude were distinct.

Ran Ming remembered that in history, Huan Wen recruited Wang Meng many times, but Wang Meng always refused.It seems that the main reason why Wang Meng couldn't follow Huan Wen to the south was the clan system!

At this moment, a woman in green clothes and a veil came slowly, holding a pipa in her arms.This woman was only seven or six or seven years old at best, and even Liu Wei who was beside Ran Ming paled in comparison to this woman.The moment this woman entered the hall, the sounds of groaning, drinking orders, orchestral strings, and laughing... all disappeared in an instant.

Dozens of scholars, more than 100 servants, and more than 300 pairs of eyes, all watched this graceful person approaching. The light green robe, narrow spring sleeves, light yellow cloak, and long train dragged the ground without stopping at all. , as if floating - like a huge luminous pearl lit up in the dark night, filling the room with brilliance!

Even Zhu Yingtai exclaimed what a beautiful woman.

As the owner of the poetry meeting here, Guo Ao said in a timely manner: "This is Su Xiaoxiao, and he is also the reward for this poetry meeting. Here is a contract of selling oneself. Whoever wins the final competition will be awarded by Su Xiaoxiao." Whose concubine is it?"

(End of this chapter)