The main table started to get lively, and the voices at the tables next to it became quieter. They all pricked up their ears to listen to what the main table was talking about. Seeing what He Qizhou said, someone whispered the words "It makes sense", and many people
They couldn't help laughing.
"Junior brother, you are too modest. You are also a talented scholar, but you just don't want to practice this way. It's rare that the famous Tang Master is interested today. How about this. How about each of us at the table say a poem and make it into a poem with seven rhymes? Ranking at the bottom
The offender will be punished with three drinks of wine." Xiao Jihuai advised.
"It's wonderful, it's wonderful." Old Man Tang said with a smile, stroking his hands.
"I think it's feasible, but I'm just empty-headed. I wonder if Mr. Tang can help me?" Pingyuan Hou asked.
"That's a compliment from the Marquis. Why not?" the old master said, stroking his beard.
"I have heard that Mr. Xu Mu is versatile in both civil and military affairs, but Mr. Xiao is a mediocre martial artist, but he is really clueless. Can you do me a favor?" Xiao Jie finally managed to squeeze out a smile and asked sincerely.
"Uncle Xiao has worked hard all the way. Xu Mu is willing to do it for him, but he is not good at writing and writing, so he will have to show his shame at that time."
"Master Xiao, I can't afford to lose this person, can you..." You Zhifu said hurriedly.
"No problem, I'm more than happy." Xiao Jihuai nodded.
Three of the eight people at the table found helpers. He Qizhou was hesitating whether to ask for a helper, but when he turned around, he saw that the general was looking at him with wide eyes and a stupid look on his face.
"You and I are the only ones left. I really don't know how to do it at all, Mr. He..." The fourth-grade ginseng general took the lead.
"In one sentence, every couplet is embarrassing, but can I owe the fine wine first?" He Qizhou said with a helpless smile.
"If I am punishing you, let me drink for you. Master, you can start asking questions." Xiao Jihuai said.
"Okay! Okay! Okay! It's really refreshing. I saw Mr. Xiao as a young hero, and I felt something in my heart." Mr. Tang looked at Xiao Jihuai from head to toe and said loudly: "Xinfeng Qingjiu fights for ten thousand, Handan Rangers are so talented!
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As soon as he finished speaking, cheers resounded throughout the hall.
Xiao Jihuai glanced at Xu Mu, who said: "I have to think about it carefully, you go first."
"Okay, let me think about it." Xiao Jihuai closed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought for a moment. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "I will drink for you when we meet, and we will go to the northern seaside of the desert."
As soon as the poem came out, the applause became even louder, as if it could lift the roof.
Xu Mu didn't think about it for long. Seeing the suffering of the people on the side of the road, he blurted out: "Who knows if I am suffering in the side court or not? Even if I die, I will still smell the fragrance of the bones of a hero." Then he looked at He Qizhou who was staring at him and reminded him: "It's your turn."
Seeing that He Qizhou was still staring at Xu Mu, the general said: "Mr. He, Mr. Xu has already said it. You should just deal with it casually. I really don't want the young marquis to drink for you, so I will drink for you."
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"Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from young, and their beauty is as beautiful as water, which makes people pity." He Qizhou ignored it, looked at Xiaoxue a few more times, and then blurted out a poem. Unfortunately, no one in the hall cheered.
"Mr. Tang, tell me, which sentence is the best?" Hou Pingyuan asked anxiously.
Xiao Jihuai's face turned green and red for a while, as if he was deep in thought, while Master Tang kept repeating:
Xinfeng's sake is worth ten thousand, and Handan's rangers are many heroes!
When we meet, we will drink for you. We are on the northern coast of the desert.
Who knows if you don't go to the side court to suffer, even if you die, you can still smell the fragrance of the bones of a hero.
Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth, and they are as beautiful as water and attract people's pity.
"Since ancient times, heroes have been born in young men, and their beauty is as beautiful as water, which makes people pity. Good, what a poem, although it does not rhyme, but it is a good poem!" Tang Fuzi changed from the previous disappointment to joy, and then said with a slight embarrassment: "
I'm just making a show of strength, it doesn't count as a win or loss. Mr. Xiao's couple is full of lofty sentiments, while Mr. Xu's mood is full of compassion. The two couples have high intentions and neat confrontations, so they each have their own merits."
"What about He Qizhou? Why does it sound a little awkward to me?" Marquis Pingyuan asked. Of course, he couldn't really be ignorant.
The old man said with some regret: "It's true that it's flat and a little lacking in structure."
"He is a scholar after all." Pingyuan Hou sighed softly.
The old master said hurriedly: "I haven't finished speaking yet. To be honest, Mr. He's couplet is sincere and full of meaning. His rhyme and composition are just small sections compared with his poetic meaning. The flaws cannot hide the beauty!"
"Just tell me clearly, who wins, who loses, and who deserves to drink the fine wine?" The general couldn't wait to drink.
"Of course He Qizhou loses when it comes to meter, but when it comes to poetry, his line is far better, and it doesn't go against the grain if included in the whole poem. There's no need to comment on this victory or defeat. I didn't expect to hear such a good line, and it's not in vain.
This trip! Good, good, good, a hero truly emerges from a young man." The old master looked at the young man and couldn't help but excitedly cheered.
"Let's call it a tie. Everyone has a drink, and I'll do it first!" said the general and drank it all in one gulp.
"This general, I have not recovered from my internal injuries. No disrespect intended..." He Qizhou couldn't help but feel a little sorry when he saw everyone drinking happily.
"It doesn't matter, I will drink it for you."
"Then thank you general." He Qizhou said.
After the general drank another cup, he turned to He Qizhou and said: "I heard that Mr. He's archery skills are unparalleled in the world. Not only can he pierce a poplar with a hundred steps, but he can also touch the capital with one arrow in Prince Cheng's palace. Can you open our eyes again?"
No wonder he is so diligent, it turns out he has other purposes. He Qizhou secretly thought in his mind that it is not his character to be coy all the time, but now he is really weak in skills and dare not use his inner strength to perform Qinggong easily. Even if he just snatched away the clothes, he relied on his foot strength instead of others.
Real Qinggong: "I'm still injured internally..."
Before He Qizhou finished his sentence, the general's face darkened and he said, "What kind of internal injury? It won't affect your physical strength, right? Isn't it enough to just have a good look at it?"
"The general told me earlier, okay, let's shoot." He Qizhou could only say with a smile as someone just drank for him.
"It's boring to shoot alone. It's not as good as Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xu and General Zhou. Let's have a competition. How about the loser being fined? I saw that Mr. He's legs and feet were neat when he just put away his clothes. The injury should be almost healed, right?"
What's the big deal if you drink two cups?" You Zhifu showed a sincere smile.
"When it comes to archery, Mr. Xiao is far behind Mr. He. I think I'm not as good as him, so I won't compete." Xiao Jihuai said lightly, as if he didn't want others to persuade him.
"Then I'm even more helpless. I heard that there is a sharpshooter named Zhou Tong in the Hebei army. He is the number one among the one hundred thousand Hebei army. General Zhou, please forgive me for calling you by your first name. You are Zhou Tong, right? I
How dare you make a fool of yourself with the point-and-shoot technique?" Xu Mu said hurriedly.
He Qizhou was shocked. This unattractive middle-aged man next to him was actually a marksman. If Xu Mu hadn't reminded him, he would have been careless. "Hahaha, no interview, others are just flattering me. I didn't expect that the famous Xu Mu would actually be a marksman."
You've heard of people like me." Zhou Tong said with a smile.
"That's fine, let's see how far the difference between Handan's marksmen and Daqi's marksmen is." You Zhifu said.
He Qizhou secretly cursed, what is this? When did he become the marksman of Daqi? That Zhou Tong is the marksman in the army, he is the real marksman of Daqi! So said the surnamed You
, it is natural for me to win, but to lose is not worthy of the name. This is obviously to make myself look embarrassed. It would be okay if there were no injuries, but now that I am seriously injured, of course my strength has been lost a lot. It's okay to be accurate. It's really
If you have to face a problem, you must be so ugly.
Seeing that He Qizhou was silent, Xiao Jihuai said, "I wonder what kind of comparison General Zhou wants to use?"
Zhou Tong became interested and said, "Let's go outside and take a look." After saying that, he stood up and left the room. Everyone at the same table followed him out, and people in the next room also rushed out for fear of missing someone.
Lively and good seat.
Zhou Tongnan looked at it, then turned back to He Qizhou and smiled: "Then I will propose a question?"
"It's up to you," He Qizhou replied humbly.
"Come here, bring me my bow." Zhou Tong called out. Then one person in the crowd quickly ran towards the first three houses in the south.
Xiao Jihuai also said: "Come here, go and get the bows and arrows hanging in my study."
After a while, both bows were delivered. He Qizhou saw that Zhou Tong's bow was quite old, and the paint on the handshake area was completely peeled off, making it quite smooth. It was obviously Zhou Tong's favorite thing that never left his hand. It looked like the same one.
The strong bow made by the Zhou Dynasty only had a slightly looser string than the one he lost, but it still had a draw force of eight per stone. The bow Xiao Jihuai gave him was extremely delicate and beautiful. Although it was a good bow, its draw force was
At most, it's one stone and five buckets.
"Master He, do you feel that the bow you are using is at a disadvantage? How about we exchange it?" Zhou Tong said generously.
"No, no, you're welcome, General Zhou." Seeing Zhou Tong holding the old bow tightly in his hand, He Qizhou had no intention of changing it, so he could only decline.
But the spectators behind him didn't think so. Some people commented privately: "Master Xiao's bow is a hundred times stronger than Zhou Tong's at first glance. Only a fool would change it."
"Don't you see that guy is as skinny as a monkey, but he's so energetic!"
He Qizhou could only smile bitterly. Zhou Tong's gaze remained on the pine forest behind the rockery. Seeing that He Qizhou was well prepared, he asked the question: "Master He, look at the tallest pine tree. How many squirrels are there?
Playing."
"Yes, I saw it." He Qizhou took a quick look and saw that there were indeed three or four squirrels chasing each other on the big tree about thirty feet away.
"Why didn't I see it? General Zhou said it after looking at it for a while. Is that guy pretending not to see it?" The spectators behind him started talking again. "I guess so. It just depends on how he makes a fool of himself later.
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"Then how about we compare who can kill the squirrel first?" Zhou Tong continued to ask the question regardless of what the people behind him said.
He Qizhou secretly screamed, how much meat does a squirrel only have? It is more likely to cause two murders than an arrow? But he had just agreed to let the other party set the question, and now he seemed to be cowardly, so he could only say: "Okay.
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"Then how about asking the young Marquis to give the order?" Zhou Tong was quite conceited and slowly picked up an arrow in his hand.