Chapter 36: The Xiaoerlang of Xiang Xun's family (2)

Haha... Xiang Xun laughed after saying the lines, looking very happy.Today is a good thing, of course he should be happy. Perhaps he also feels that he must be happy in front of so many guests.

Everyone said a lot again and invited Prime Minister Wang to the upper throne to sit down.

After a while, some servants came to the room and packed up two square tables and spliced ​​them together.

I put a lot of things on it, including inkstones, short scabbards, books, bowls, strings of money, etc., and put them in a circle.

While everyone was having fun, a wet nurse came in with the child in her arms. The child was really clever and looked at the people in the room without crying.

The generals started to make a fuss, and some people shouted with great interest: Look at what can the second son of the general's family catch?

Xiang Xun took the child over and placed it straight on the table in the hall.

No one hugged the child and even cried out.

Everyone surrounded the table and teased for a while. The child finally stopped crying. He looked at the things on the table, turned over and lay down, crawled for a while, and reached out to grab the inkstone.

Everyone was immediately in an uproar and said in a voice: Hey!The second young master Xiang doesn’t want to inherit his father’s mantle!

Xiang Xun smiled and said: If a child likes to study, it is of course a good thing.Wouldn't it be great if you can become a pillar of the country like Prime Minister Wang?

Wang Pu, who was sitting in the upper seat, smiled and smiled at the goatee touching his chin.When everyone heard this, they all agreed.

At this moment, a voice said: I have a suggestion below. Why not write a poem to congratulate General Xiang on this topic with the scenery of this time? How about it?

Everyone looked in the voice and found that it was Zhao Kuangyi, the younger brother of Zhao Duhou, who was talking.

Zhao Kuangyi looked wide and fat, but his voice was still a little childish and had not completely improved, so he sounded completely less rough than men, and his voice was a bit feminine in comparison.

Zhao Kuangyi is a teenager, with tender skin and fat people, and he is kind and a good young man who is completely harmless.

In addition, he has no status, so it depends entirely on his elder brother Zhao Du Yuhou.

So everyone didn't give much face, so of course they were not afraid of offending such a fat young man like a scholar, and they all opposed it.

What poem should I write?No joke!

Haha, I can drink, what is writing poetry?

No one takes Zhao Kuangyi seriously. The literati of the Five Dynasties did not have a high status. It would be fine if they became civil officials. Isn’t a joke for literati without officials? It would be strange if the military generals wanted to buy it.

My brother is a general but not a useful person, and he is not himself a general.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Xun said: Please give me a poem to my child, and I will be really like a treasure!

When everyone heard this, they immediately agreed with Xiang Xun. Wang Pu is the prime minister who is knowledgeable and of course he can write poetry... If he suddenly becomes popular now and you don’t let him write, wouldn’t it be ignorant?

Wang Pu was also happy today. He was a real VIP guest here. He has always been praised by Xiang Xun and given him great respect.

He couldn't bear to refuse Xiang Xun and the generals' kindness for a moment, so he reached out and touched his chin and pondered.

This calm move immediately seemed to be telling everyone in body language: I am going to write a poem!

Everyone calmed down for a while and waited expectantly.But perhaps some of them don’t understand it at all. Even if Wang Pu writes a masterpiece of eternal song, he may be playing the piano in front of some people.

Wang Pu said: I have two sentences in my heart, but I didn’t think about the last two sentences for a while.Poems are always hard to come by, but they can only be easily obtained... You can't ask everyone to wait like this.

Xiang Xun hurriedly said: It’s good to have two sentences!Poetry is not a essay, so the more words the better. Even if some people write dozens of lines of bad writing, it is not as good as two lines of good poems.

Passed, passed.Wang Pu waved his hand.

Guo Shao only discovered today that Xiang Xun is not just a military general, but is very different from those martial artists who only know how to fight.

Xiang Xunte can flatter and control it very well... It is not too much to compliment others while not belittle yourself.

Even if Wang Pu knows that Xiang Xun deliberately flatters him, it will be very helpful and will never resist; you will understand by just looking at Wang Pu's expression.

People can collapse in front of the mountain without changing color, but not changing color does not mean that they do not express corresponding emotions in words and deeds.

Sure enough, Wang Pu chanted slowly: The jujube flowers can become solid until they are small, and the mulberry leaves are soft and untie the silk.

well!Everyone cheered loudly regardless of whether they understood or not. Of course, Guo Shao also fell into this joyful atmosphere and applauded.

Wang Pu waved his hand again: Since I have started, everyone will recite a few sentences after saying something, just to congratulate the second son of General Xiang.This young man, your surname is Zhao?Wang Pu looked at Zhao Kuangyi and nodded to Zhao Kuangyin.

Zhao Kuangyi said: I will learn from Zhao Kuangyi.

During the Q&A, people became noisy again. Who is interested in introducing a fat young man to himself?They all started talking and laughing at themselves.

So when Zhao Kuangyi was reciting poems, even Guo Shao didn't hear clearly what he sang.

But when it was Du Yuhou Zhao Kuangyin's turn, the surroundings became a little quieter. Even if someone was still talking and laughing loudly, he was reminded by his companions to listen for the time being.

Zhao Kuangyin also wrote a quatrain. Guo Shao noticed that it was really not good, which was similar to a limerick poem that was not verbal; perhaps Song Taizu was only good at winning the world immediately, not good at reciting poems and writing counter-ups, or he could have no mood in a hurry. After all, not everyone can do seven steps like Cao Zhi.

Guo Shao can't write poems, but he can do it, but at least he memorized some and knew how to appreciate it. He could still hear it.

Then it was a military general's turn. The guy was not polite and said: The sun was red and the stones were hard... He burst into laughter and Zhao Kuangyin shook his head and said: Forget it, stop doing it, what are you singing? At least you can do it!

Then the generals at that table did not do anything, and it was Guo Shao's turn to let Guo Shao start.

Guo Shao just thought about whether he wanted to copy a poem from the Song Dynasty. He just thought about which one to copy, and soon came back to the topic.

What can still be recited now must be the fine poems left by time sedimenting the waves and washing away the sand. I am afraid that the talent of Wang Pu's two lines of poetry is not stress-free... The problem is not whether everyone believes that he has that talent. There is a problem in front of you: You are a general, and you can write poetry better than the prime minister.

Since as a military general, his literary talent is better than the prime minister and his civil and military versatility, what else should the prime minister do?

Wang Pu doesn’t know how to fight, and he doesn’t know how to be a martial artsman. He is not even as talented as a young general of nineteen years old. Wouldn’t he be shameless?

The last time Guo Shao was able to be promoted to the inner palace to the emperor, the most effective thing should be Wang Pu’s recommendation.

Although Wang Pu should be for Xiang Xun's sake, he has always promoted you.

Slap the prime minister in the face who has promoted himself in public?

Is it really wise...

Guo Shao didn't plan to show off this useless limelight, it was a waste of time, so there was no need to think about which one would suit the situation.

He was about to postpone his words and said no, but the guy said rudely in the poem "Sunshine Stones" just now. Forget it, seeing him scratching his head and back like a monkey, I'm afraid he's even worse than me.Don't waste everyone's time!

Even those who become middle-level generals always have some who can't even say anything.Maybe it was because of the reason why Guo Shao was sitting at the table below?

Damn it!Guo Shao was immediately furious and couldn't argue with him in public.

Did you just bear it?

Guo Shao felt that it was still possible to tolerate it, after all, it was irrelevant and sloppy.

However, if there is no need to suffer that tone, Guo Shao doesn’t want to swallow his character... Why do I have to feel uncomfortable and give in to you?

You don’t even know how to write limericks, so you just exaggerate yourself. Are you happy, am I happy?

Guo Shao immediately smiled and said: There is one!

When everyone saw that he looked like a young general and was sitting in the general's seat, they were happy to see him make a fool of himself.

At the banquet today, what kind of poems Zhao Kuangyi messed with? Besides Wang Pu, it had turned into a nonsense. The generals looked at each other's embarrassment in writing to make fun of them.

This time it was Guo Shao's turn to make a fool of himself.

Guo Shao chanted calmly: Xiaoya Xiaoerlang, carrying that schoolbag to school, not afraid of the sun or the wind and rain, only afraid that the teacher would call me lazy, without knowledge, without knowledge, without knowledge, without knowledge, without knowledge, without knowledge, without parents!

If a general cannot understand Wang Pu's brilliant poem, no one must not understand this poem.

Moreover, such words were actually read from Guo Shao's tall and upright young general, which really made people laugh as much as they were.

Everyone looked at each other, and after a moment, they finally burst into laughter, laughing so hard that they were hiding and crying for pain.

There was a guy who was the most exaggerated. While slamming the table, he laughed fiercely, and tears were almost coming out... I was really afraid that he would roll on the ground. How could Xiang Xun be in love with this master?

Guo Shao and others were almost smiling, and only hehe's voice was left, and then they smiled and said to the general who just said to him: General, which one is better, my "Xiao Erlang" song or your "Sun-drying Stone Poem"?

The general was very embarrassed for a moment.

Guo Shao was not afraid of offending him at all.What does it matter if the general who is nervous and talks randomly? He may have forgotten it in a blink of an eye.

But at this moment, Guo Shao found that Zhao Kuangyi was completely neglected, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes on his harmless white and fat face.

The flash of expression made Guo Shao a little surprised; but no one noticed it, only Guo Shao would pay attention to Zhao Kuangyi... Maybe it was an illusion, after all, he was only sixteen or seventeen, and he had such deep thoughts?

No matter what, Guo Shao calmed down all of a sudden. It might not be wise to leave a bad impression on Zhao Kuangyi as soon as he came.

He doesn't like this fat young man very much, but he doesn't want to make a grudge with him too early... meaningless and useless.

At that moment, Guo Shao took advantage of everyone's attention on him and said, "I'll make you laugh."I think today's poems are the most literary, except for Prime Minister Wang.