In Qin Xiang's generation, they weren't born from grassroots. They were all family members. They would definitely have to read a book. Whose family would be short of the copper.
It's just that he has been in a school for a few years, that's a bit too much! In other words, Qin Xiang also came out of the Imperial College. Many civil servants here can be said to have been born in the Imperial College. The essays are no worse than those present here.
But for people like Qin Xiang, his father did not take the road of imperial examinations. Instead, he entered the military camp at the age of sixteen, fighting with the Tuyuhun people on the opposite side all day long. To say that poetry and essays are indeed shooting horses and cannot keep up with these days Guy hanging a book bag till night.
No matter how Qin Xiang tried his best to do it, he would definitely be criticized by the other party for incompleteness in the end. Qin Xiang didn't want to lose that face, but now it seems that this face is not lost.
Forbearance, calm the wind and the waves, take a step back and broaden the sky
"It's not easy to compose a poem. I'll give you another poem by old Cheng..." Cheng Jie stood up swayingly with his hip flask, pointing to the opposite Koy River and said: "Listen, oh my mother! , It's a big branch. Cut it down with a knife and it's a fork."
The opposite Yihe felt sick for a while. Guogong Cheng didn't have any other skills, and he was the only one who gagped. This Chinese New Year meal is always dreadful every year, he doesn't dislike it
After Cheng Jie finished reading the song, he stroked his beard and asked intently: "How about it, the child of the surname chair, I can pass the big tree branch of the old Cheng!"
What is this called Koy River? This old fellow Cheng Jie is obviously playing a rogue! It's just that this majesty pinched his nose to recognize, what can he say
Say good poems? Isn't that spit to death by colleagues? Is it bad to say? This guy should be endless again.
"That grandpa Cheng, you have made this big tree branch for several years. Let's listen to General Qin Xiao's masterpiece today! It must be very innovative."
Cheng Jie didn't care about that much. He stood up in this awkward moment to relieve Qin Xiang. Now the Qin family has finally made a clear line with Linghu Deshuo, and he doesn't want the Qin family to go back again. Not only him, but the person who sits high on the dragon chair does not want to think about it!
Only with your majesty's backing, he Cheng Jie is afraid of a bird!
I saw his eyes widened, and angrily said as if to eat people: "What? Do you dare to say that the poems I wrote by Lao Cheng are not good? That's fine! Today I will accompany you with two tricks to call you. I know if my old Cheng is good at writing poems."
Roll up your sleeves and get ready to do it.
Koy River rolled his eyes and did this trick again. Every year at the lantern banquet, he said that he would just wrestle with someone. He is not a killer like you, so he can beat you
Just when Koy River felt distressed, he heard a voice suddenly remembered from the steps of the hall: "Uncle Cheng, you really don't do very well with this poem! It's not good, can't let people say it?"
When Cheng Jie heard this, he rolled up his sleeves and said angrily: "Who? Which little Wang Ba Lao would dare to say that the big branches of my old Cheng family are not good? Stand up for Lao Tzu."
On the steps, as the man climbed the ladder, a head appeared in front of everyone.
Cheng Jie wiped his eyes and couldn't help but said, "It's you kid, you kid took the wrong medicine!"
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Uncle Cheng actually read this big tree branch wrongly. When the kid was drinking at your house, you didn't read Uncle Cheng like that."
Cheng Jie was taken aback, and asked, "I read it wrong? Where did you read it wrong? Come and listen."
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "The first two sentences are correct, but the last two sentences are wrong. Uncle Cheng, think about it, how did you say the last two sentences?"
Cheng Jie couldn't help being more curious. This kid said that he had pronounced the last two sentences incorrectly. Can he know if he did not read the wrong words? But looking at this kid's appearance, is it true that he has the ability to turn corruption into a miraculous thing, and changing his distorted poem by two sentences can make it a well-known masterpiece
A group of civil servants along the Koy River couldn't help but roll their eyes. Wu Zheng is a very talented man, and with the poem he just made, these people can't underestimate him. But if he could change a few sentences, he would turn Cheng Jie's stuff, oh my mother, a big tree branch turned into a good masterpiece, that would not be believed.
Cheng Jie said: "My old Cheng really read it wrong, kid, don't fool me."
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "Uncle Cheng doesn't believe it? Or do you guys don't want to believe it?"
Ke Yihe smiled and said: "Wu Hou, don't be fooled. Cheng Guogong's big tree branch has been recitation for several years. It has been the same every year. Now that the Manchu dynasty can recite both civil and military skills, how could it be possible? .. ... (End of this chapter)