New Shun 1730

Before he could see clearly what Mr. Kang looked like, Liu Yu smelled alcohol.

He believed in his father's judgment of people. If he was reliable and talented, he should not be a supporting role in a cool novel: first with a disdainful look, then shocked by Mr. Kang's ability.

After seeing Mr. Kang's appearance clearly, Liu Yu secretly praised him, thinking that if he didn't look good, he would not be able to be a guest in the mansion.

He glanced at Mr. Kang's beard and subconsciously touched his fluffy chin, thinking that he should follow the local customs.

Since the ancients regarded beards as beautiful, and he was wearing a military uniform and carrying an embroidered spring sword, he should not shave every day in the future... lest he look like a eunuch from the East Factory.

The place where the two met was in Liu Yu's own yard. It was not the one with the shared gate in the mansion, but the one with the small door.

After greeting, Liu Yu first said: "Mr. Kang, are you enjoying this wine? If not, my aunt happened to send some Western wine over. Why don't you taste it together and sit down to discuss the Dao?"

When Kang Budai heard this, he knew that something was wrong, and it might be a big deal. He had often seen Liu Yu before, and he also knew that Liu Yu's flying ball caused a sensation in the city a few years ago. He also knew that Liu Yu had fought for his life in the north, and he admired him in his heart.

Seeing Liu Yu act like this, he was a free and easy person, and thought to himself that if I was submissive, you would underestimate me.

"The third young master has good wine and a heart to discuss the Dao. It is a pleasure to accompany the wine with the Dao."

There was no one else in the courtyard, only a confidant, Mantou, who had gotten rid of his status as a slave, but still worked with Liu Yu.

He asked Mantou to get the Western wine that his mother had sent, and two glasses, and asked the kitchen to prepare some side dishes such as duck feet and soaked plums to accompany the wine.

Although Kang Budai had been a guest in the Duke's Mansion for several years and had seen some new things, this was the first time he tasted Western wine.

He shook the glass and smiled, "The ancients said that grape wine is good in a luminous cup. This wine is not grape wine, but it is also amber in color. After a slight taste, it actually has some smoky flavor. It is not smooth in the mouth, lacking a bit of moderation."

Liu Yu had never drunk much foreign wine in his previous life, and the grade was not high enough. He couldn't taste anything after drinking Bai Niu Er.

So he didn't pretend to be elegant, and took advantage of Kang Budai's words to say, "I can recite this poem, sir. Don't laugh at me sleeping drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from the battles in ancient times? This time I went north and really saw the smoke and swords, so I could taste the three flavors of Tang frontier poems."

Kang Budai didn't know what Liu Yu wanted to do with him, and knew that it was still in the testing stage.

But seeing Liu Yu's "respectful and humble" style, he knew that this matter was not small.

Rebellion or something, not to the point.

Since it is not a rebellion, the bigger the better, and the more money he can make. I think that anyone who wants to do big things must see if they are "like-minded". Even if they can't do it, they must be "similar in temperament".

With this in mind, Kang Budai also took the opportunity to tentatively smile and said: "Since the third young master has tasted the three flavors of frontier poems, I have some insights to share with the third young master."

"Oh? I would like to hear more about it."

"Some people say that poetry is a minor art. In my opinion, the style of poetry is closely related to the national situation. Since the third young master likes frontier poems, it is not difficult to find that the meaning and taste of Tang's frontier poems are mostly "tears of soldiers and resentment of women."

Speaking of this, Kang Budai took the chopsticks and , tapped the glass a few times to make a beat, and began to sing: "Iron armor is hard to fight for a long time, and the jade chopsticks should cry after the separation. The young woman in the south of the city is heartbroken, and the soldier in Jibei looks back in vain. How can we cross the border, and what about the vastness of the desolate land. The murderous aura is like a cloud for three hours, and the cold sound is heard all night. Looking at each other with blood on the sword, why would we care about honors when we die..."

He has a foundation in singing. This song of Yan Ge uses chopsticks as a beat, and there is no tear-inducing pipa, but it still sings out the taste.

Putting away the chopsticks, Kang Budai sighed again and chanted leisurely: "When it came to the Song Dynasty, Fan Wenzhenggong attacked Xixia, so there was: A cup of turbid wine, my home is thousands of miles away, and I have no way to return until Yanran is engraved. The Qiang pipes are playing and the ground is covered with frost. People are awake, and the general's white hair and the tears of the soldiers."

Then he slapped the table fiercely, expressing Gao Jianli's sigh.

"After Jingkang, there is only 'Aspirations to eat the meat of the barbarians, the stench of Heluo is endless'."

"Tang's military poems about the border, I cried when I heard them. When Fan Wencheng conquered Xixia and won every day, he still had no plan to return to Yanran. After Jingkang, the only thing left in military poems was anger. It is magnificent, but it is more tearful than Tang's border."

"Tang border is sad, Song army is angry."

"I would rather cry as a soldier, complain as a boudoir, than write angry poems again. However, I am not hurting myself when I say this, anyway, I am not needed to guard the border."

After saying this, he laughed, and Liu Yu was also amused by him, thinking that you are honest, and you are really not needed.

After laughing, Kang Budai sighed and said, "Only when the territory is expanded thousands of miles, there will be border poems. If the barbarians are right at the doorstep, most of them will be full of ambition and will not rest in peace until they cross the river. The winner is qualified to reflect on the war; the loser only regrets that he could not shed his blood for the war. What do you think, Third Master?" He knew that Liu Yu was fighting in the north, and that Liu Yu had the honor of being a light chariot captain, so he thought that maybe Liu Yu wanted to find an aide? To be a confidant when he went on the expedition in the future? Thinking of this, he picked up what he thought Liu Yu wanted to hear. However, although it was intentional and not a momentary feeling, if he didn't have such an idea in his mind, it would be difficult to think of such words even if there was such an opportunity.

Liu Yu was indeed shocked by Kang Buluo's talent. He never expected that he could even think about this step, especially the sentence "The winner is qualified to reflect on military violence; the loser only wishes he could spill his blood." "Ultimately resorting to militarism" really hit the point.

It’s just that he has great ambitions, but he doesn’t know if this person’s understanding of the world is limited to Kyushu? Or do you have some idea of ​​how big the world is?

"Sir, you are a great talent! I am truly enlightened by what I have learned. You should know that I study Western learning, but I don't know if you know how big the world is today?"

"I know a little bit about it. Thanks to living in the Duke's mansion, I have also communicated with some people who understand Western learning. I know that the world is big, Chi County is no more than Jiuyi. There are France, Helan, England, Spain, etc. overseas. country."

"Sir, do you know that the earth is round?"

"I know a little bit. That's why there are lunar and solar eclipses."

"Sir, do you know if it is round, why can't the people below fall in?"

"I know a little bit. Like a magnet, people are attracted to the earth."

"How much do you know about Western things, sir?"

"I know a little bit. I also learned Western musical instruments and played guitar for a few days after drinking, but I didn't know many music scores. I only knew one song, "Variations on Watching the Cow"; "Elements of Geometry" translated by the former Xu Guangqi, I’ve seen it before and can solve a few problems.”

"Sir, you must be familiar with the history of the country and dynasties?"

Having said this, Kang Buyao finally stopped modestly saying "I know a little bit" and said with a smile: "Young Master, I don't know, but I was preparing to take the examination of policy theory and promotion of people. I can't say that I know a lot, but it shouldn't be bad. As for Hundreds of schools of thought have also fallen into disgrace."

Liu Yu nodded repeatedly, thinking that his father's vision is really good, this man is a talent.

The first few sentences of "a little knowledge" should not be modest, but really a little knowledge - roughly the common sense level of a primary school student in the previous life?

It is expected that he must have been a guest in the Duke's Mansion for a long time, and he also learned Western education in elementary school. There are all kinds of people coming in and out of the Duke's Mansion. The broadened his horizons and the richer his knowledge.

Liu Yu was confident in his understanding of the outside world at this time. He did not need someone who knew a little about the outside world to tell him what the outside world was like.

But if the policy statement I want to write is written by a person who knows nothing about the outside world, even if my mouth is dry, I may not be able to explain it clearly.

It is said that the understanding of poetry is mostly a reflection of people's inner feelings. This person's understanding of frontier poems and military lyrics of the Tang and Song dynasties, and the fact that he had such thoughts, shows that he is not a timid person.

Moreover, his father's evaluation of him is that he is "chivalrous" and such a talent is exactly what he needs.

I have also adopted the attitude of "courteous and virtuous corporal", and the only thing left is to "treat each other with sincerity".

With a slight cough and a wink at Steamed Bun, Steamed Bun walked out on his own and closed the door.

Kang Busao also put down the wine glass he was playing with.

Before Liu Yu could speak first, he spoke first.

"Although the young master has seen me on weekdays, I'm afraid he doesn't remember who I am. There are a lot of guests in the house, which is normal. They say that a distance can tell a horse's power, and time can tell a person's heart. But I guess the third son will not be able to wait for a long time. . Master, do you know that I usually like to gamble?"

Liu Yu had heard his father say it before and said with a smile: "I have heard a little bit about it."

Kang Busha also smiled and said: "I like to gamble. There is a nickname in the gambling shop called Kang Budai. He is not lazy if he does not study, but he is not lazy if he does not lend money. I have never been at the gambling table. If you borrow a penny, even if the government has to pay some tea money to the guests tomorrow."

Just one sentence clarified his character. Liu Yu thought to himself that this was quite a character.

Although he is not a gambler, he knows what it is like to be on the gambling table. Since this person can have the reputation of "not lending", it shows that this person is a very measured person.

I drink alcohol all day long, but my heart is never drunk.

Another father believed that this man was "chivalrous and reliable." Liu Yu no longer believed him, and bowed heavily and said, "In that case, I can't hide anything from you. I have something to ask you and a favor to ask."

"Young Master, since you can honor me and drink with me, I will remember this gift even if it's a pretense. Besides, I don't care about my heart. What do you want me to do, Master?"

"I would like to ask you, sir, to write some policy essays for me. I have my own intentions, and I will tell you the truth. My words are dry and boring. I would like to borrow my hand to make my pen more beautiful."

Kang Busha laughed loudly when he heard this and said: "So that's what happened? Master, you are really worrying too much. If the Qinggu of the Duke's Mansion is not strict with his words, how can he stay in the Mansion for seven or eight years? Besides, what I ask for is nothing more than Pleasure is the word. Why bother to find happiness for the rest of your life? There are many thick legs in the world, but Duke Yi's thick legs are among the top ten in the world, but after thinking about it, I really think so. There is no need for this sentence.”

Liu Yu also laughed and said: "In that case, I'll leave it to you, sir. As for what I want to ask, sir, do you want to write some frontier poems yourself?"