Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

There is a small door in the hall of Li Chuyun's house that is covered by a curtain. The maid brings tea to bring water and retreats. Instead of going through the main entrance of the hall, she lifts the curtain to retreat from the small door inside.

This maid is very well-behaved with low eyebrows in front of people. Unexpectedly, when she entered the back room and saw a beautiful girl in a skirt with a collar, her lips fluttered and she was very clever and said: "A few people who just came, one of them The surname is Luo, who is the old friend of Alang (the host Li Chuyun), and he brought another general named Guo Shao. I heard that the man named Guo Shao is a general from Tokyo. I didn’t listen to them. I couldn’t think of him. It's a general, so young..."

The little girl frowned slightly: "A military commander is also coming to fight poetry?"

The maid smiled and said, "Who knows, could it be that the good name of the lady (miss) has been passed to Tokyo?"

"What's so funny?" Xiao Niang scolded softly.

The maid hurriedly closed her smile and said in kindness: "I forgot about it for a while. That son Zhe brought so many people to fight poems today, so he didn't have any good intentions."

"It's good to know." The little mother said, "Father didn't say that we should recruit relatives more than literary. He is better, and shamelessly takes care of other people's affairs. Rumors are spread everywhere that we Li family value scholars and Li Gong is looking for literary talents. Son-in-law; I brought a group of people to the door to dance and write, don't I know what medicine is sold in the gourd with the surname Zhe? My father didn't agree that whoever wrote the poem well today will match it."

The maid approached and whispered: "Last night the slave house was in the wife’s room. I heard A Lang say that if you can see someone who is still going to be able to pass it today, you will just do everything you can, and let you be a lady, so you don’t have to call the son Zhe always worry about it. ."

"Huh?" The little lady of the Li family suddenly looked surprised, "Why are you talking now?"

"You fell asleep last night, but I forgot this morning... A Lang was right." The maid said apologetically, "It's better to marry someone than to marry the son. How can I see how annoying him is? Just now he said General Guo's words outside, and the lady heard him too."

Li said coldly: "I'm obedient, it seems that I am interested in a military commander named Guo who just came from Tokyo, or marry him yourself! Go and ask him if you want to marry you."

The maid shrank her head and said angrily: "I am a slave and maid, can marry a general? There are such good things, then I am willing to be a cow and a horse in my next life..." With a cold face, he said briskly, "Why don't the lady go to the front and take a look behind the curtain, pick up a corner and take a quiet look, I won't fool you, General Guo is really okay... lady, let's not too Pick, do you think it is better to be a literati or a warrior? There are all in the front hall!"

Li said coldly: "These scholars all know that they are chanting poems, composing verses, dancing, literary, and ink, and I look annoying! Martial artists are not good people, and they fight for power over the years, but they are just fighting for power, regardless of the life and death of the people!" Li As he talked, he became a little frustrated, "I only blame the world for bad...Perhaps my father is right, as long as he is not a big evil or shameless villain, I will not contradict my father."

At this moment, loud voices came from outside. The voice of Master Zhe said: "As for the title, it is not limited, and it is also limited to the form, as long as it is based on what you see and hear.

Another man's voice said: "It's so good... let me think about it a little bit."

The person who spoke just now should be the General Guo, because he also said before, "I am indeed a martial artist, and I don't know poetry." Li's narration after contacting the maid can probably be guessed.

After a while, General Guo's voice said again: "Mr. Zuo, we passed through Tongguan on our way to Guanzhong, don't you have any feelings?"

"The journey is exhausted, and I really don't have any thoughts. How does the lord feel about Tongguan?"

General Guo's voice said: "This trip to Guanzhong, I feel a little sigh, or the theme of Tong's caring for the ancients...Zhe Gongzi, let's not limit the genre today?"

Master Zhe said: "Poems, fus, long and short sentences are all OK, there is no limit."

"Okay. I just have one or two sentences already." General Guo pondered for a moment, and then groaned loudly, "The peaks and mountains are like gathering, the waves are like anger, the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road..."

Just because of the noisy atmosphere outside, I immediately calmed down, so quiet that people could not feel that there were dozens of people sitting together here.

The little girl in the back room, Li Shixiu, raised her eyebrows slightly, and without paying attention, she boasted: "Good sentence, magnificent and refined, but not at all traces of carving, let alone artificial, compared to the soft and frivolous heard before. It's much better to groan without disease and pile up colorful characters..."

The maid next to her didn't quite understand the quality of the poems, but she understood the lady's unabashedly beautiful words, and immediately looked at her with a smile. After a while, Li noticed the maid's smile, and suddenly pulled down his face and stopped talking.

At this moment, the outside chanted loudly like a sigh: "Looking to the west, meaning hesitates. Sad Qin and Han Scriptures, all palaces have made soil..."

Li could not help being moved. Is he a military commander, a young military commander? She couldn't help getting up, ignoring that she had scolded the maid just now, and ran straight to the door, opening the curtain to see. At this time, there was a loud cheering outside, and people applauded.

But he saw a young man with a long robe and a moat standing on the edge of the table, looking thoughtful. At first glance, the young man is a martial artist, with courageous body and face, but at this moment, he seems to be immersed in the mood and feelings of the sentence, and his eyebrows with firm temperament reveal a trace of melancholy, just like a worried country and people. Poet. Li's eyes gradually changed.

People were still cheering, and suddenly he brushed his sleeves, and said like a divine enlightenment: "Xing, the people suffer; death, the people suffer!"

Everyone fell into silence for a long time, and the son of Zhe looked embarrassed, and was speechless for a while, unable to say anything. It seemed that I could hear a needle dropping around, no one spoke, no one was embarrassed to move, only a soft cough was also suppressed with patience.

At this time, Li accidentally bumped into a pot of incense ash by the door and made a "clang" sound, which was very clear immediately. When the people outside heard the movement, they turned their eyes and saw the curtain swaying slightly without wind, and no one was seen.

Li ran away, her face flushed. She only felt that the house was not safe, and she went out through another door and walked hurriedly into the yard for fear of being seen. The maid quickly ran after him, panting, and asked impatiently: "Lady, is General Guo's poem the best?"

"That's a long and short sentence, one or two sounds are a bit weird... If you compose a song and choose a name, you can sing it," Li said gently.

The maid said with reluctance: "I asked him if his long and short sentences are the best. If they are the best, Alang will be the master..."

"Hey!" Li cried out softly, "I don't know how to be ashamed, can this kind of thing be clamored outside?"

The maid turned her head, pretending to be sad: "Listening to what the lady said, the poems written by General Guo should be the best, but if the son Zhe doesn't say that his words are not good, how can he be born? Today’s matter was brought up by Master Zhe. He presided over the poem meeting, so naturally he should comment on good or bad."

Li sneered: "You can be shameless, but you can't be shameless! He must dare to say that General Guo's long and short sentences are not good, and he has to find a copy among the group of people to compare. Just those who are usually idle. I don’t believe anyone can have that kind of mind and write something that can be compared to one of the ten thousand people who care about the ancients!"

As expected by Li, no one in the front hall dared to challenge Tong Guan's "long and short sentences". Many people have a lot of praise, and Mr. Zhe is very embarrassed, neither saying who is the best, nor mentioning the selection, and soon left angrily.

Guo Shao hasn't understood what is going on in today's poems. How could he think of "biwen recruiting relatives"? He thought it was just a group of people who were eating and spending their time and panicking, gathering together arty.

After all, no one told him about it. If Guo Shao knew the details, he could probably understand why Master Zhe would be so rude to a stranger today... No grievances and no grudges, even gangsters are unwilling to speak outrageously with others for no reason; but Master Zhe’s grievance is not without reason. Chen Yaojin was indeed killed halfway, and he was worried that Guo Shao would ruin his good deeds at first, but it really ruined his good deeds as expected!

Guo Shao stayed in the Li Mansion, and under Luo Yanhuan’s coordination, he had a heart-to-heart talk with Li Chuyun...This is his business trip to Yuzhou~www.readwn.com~ to win over talents. Li Chuyun seems to be better than Luo Yanhuan, but he doesn't seem to be interested. This kind of unwilling and possibly talented person is very cost-effective!

Because of the talented person who has achieved aspirations or has shown extraordinary talents, Guo Shao's strength is not his turn to win over.

In the afternoon, Guo Shao and other talents "reluctantly" said goodbye to Li Chuyun. Of course they are embarrassed to live in the Li Mansion, and Guo Shao has a place to stay, that is, the post house outside the city of Yezhou... Of course they will not go to Yezhou. Ruan Ming said: I will dig your corner; Guo Shao’s argument is Visiting relatives and asking friends, passing by, so I live in the post.

Luo Yanhuan and "Guan Gong" Li Chuyun had been friends for many years and did not return to the post house until evening.

When Luo Yanhuan saw Guo Shao, he would not stop talking, saying, "Gong Li asked me to explore Guo Dushi's family affairs. Have you married a wife and had children?"

Speaking of this, Jing Niang, who was sitting far away, suddenly looked sideways.

Guo Shao stared, "What does he mean?"

"Nothing...I just found out just now, that..." Luo Yanhuan said, "Today's poem meeting is for the Li family to try to recruit relatives. Whoever has a good poetry, the Li family will give it to the lady... …Obviously, the long and short sentences of Guo Dushi are no match for the people on the spot."

Guo Shao was stunned, turned his head to look at Zuo You, as if saying: You have done a good job.

Zuo You had a joking expression: "Since the Sui and Tang Dynasties, imperial examinations have to compose poems first. I usually think that the lord has read a lot of books. I expect that the lord can at least make a decent one, at least not too shameful. It shocked the four people with the shot, and now even the little lady of the other person will not let you go."

Guo Shao said, "When did I say that I wrote those words by myself?"

Luo Mengzi smiled and said, "Brother Luo said, the young lady of the Li family is well-known far and wide. Now the big brother has a beautiful blessing!"