Four hundred and fortieth chapters rely on talent and pride
Tang Mengjue smiled slightly and was noncommittal.? ????
After a while, Song Wuxia also came over. Next to him was Song Wuchou, another master of the younger generation of the Song family. They sat around and talked in a very harmonious manner, which unintentionally attracted many talented people in the hall to look at them intently.
I don't know what I'm thinking about.
Song Yayu didn't want to hastily decide on the top ten, and with a few words of etiquette, he ordered his servants to settle down the elites in the hall to rest for a while, and then make a decision at the next hour.
All the books were collected in one place and put behind the curtain.
After leaving Youpengtang, Li Luo let out a long breath, feeling a little bit tired for no reason.
Zhu Zhi asked in a low voice: "General, although these people cannot be said to be world-shattering talents, they cannot be underestimated. If the Song family gets such help, it will be difficult to deal with them in the future."
Li Luo replied sadly: "There are some amazing talents."
After a slight pause, he said, "The Song family has a profound foundation, and the hidden talents are the backbone. I'm afraid they won't be seen by outsiders."
Zhu Zhi did not pay attention to Li Luo's implication and continued: "How did Da Gan come to have so many young and talented people?"
Li Luo smiled bitterly and said: "Dagan has many capable people with lofty ideals, but it's a pity that we can't see them. Let's go. It's time to go back to Zhuocheng."
At You hour, there is a friend's hall.
Joy, regret, and melancholy are all mixed together, but there are many who are worried and few who are happy. There are nearly a hundred young people who are willing to be leaders, but only ten of them are expected to rise to the top, so naturally they are happy and frustrated.
It would have been difficult for a son from a poor family to make a name for himself. He didn't know when he would get a good opportunity again. It would have been better if he knew Song Yayu's intention, but at this moment, he could not hide his despair.
Among the ten people, Yue Pingrong and Zuo Fuzhang were prominently listed, just in response to Song Qiuning's words. The other eight people were all rare talents, each with their own achievements. The most amazing thing is that among these ten people, eight
They are all well-educated in both civil and military affairs, and it took a lot of effort from the Song family to be admitted to the Youpeng Hall.
Everyone in the Song Dynasty was smiling and congratulating one after another. They selected ten people. Their humility could not hide the look of pride in their eyes. These ten people had indeed excelled in the civil and military examinations. Although everyone had regrets.
Color, there is still a lot of helplessness.
Song Yayu treated each other kindly and never left anyone in the cold. He was very happy and had many words of encouragement. He was very close to him. In terms of dancing sleeves and people's hearts, he was better than Li Luo.
Perhaps it was a courtesy, perhaps there was an ulterior motive. Song Yayu looked at Li Luo and Yan and said with a smile, "General, can you tell me otherwise?"
Li Luo looked at Song Yayu blankly, wondering what he was thinking about, and did not answer for a long time.
Song Yayu was startled and called out in astonishment: "General?"
"Oh," Li Luo came back to his senses and responded apologetically, "My lord, what's the matter?"
Song Ya's face remained calm and he replied with a smile: "I would like to ask the general for advice, but he still has some suggestions."
Li Luo's expression was indifferent, and suddenly he seemed to remember something. He smiled and said, "There is indeed something."
"Oh, what is it?"
Li Luo turned to the people in the hall and asked loudly: "I just saw a volume of Mu Geng, and the name of the person who wrote it is Pei Pizhu. I don't know who it is?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yayu was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, glanced at Song Qiuning and Song Diao beside him, and their expressions changed slightly. Could there be another mystery to this herding and farming technique?
Everyone in the hall didn't understand why for a moment, but there was a slight exclamation of surprise from behind the curtain, as if they were surprised.
After entering the hall, there was only one person left inside the curtain. It was this person who made a startled voice. It was clearly a female voice. The curtain moved slightly and made a slight sound. However, everyone in the hall was so attracted by the name of Pei Pizhu that they did not notice it.
to this low noise.
Song Yayu glanced at everyone in the hall, but no one responded for a while. Song Yayu asked in confusion: "General, is there anything unusual about this article about animal husbandry?"
Li Luo glanced at Dushu and Jin Whodao, smiled softly and said: "The volume of Mu Geng written by Mr. Pei, in terms of talent and learning, I can't even compare to Eleven. It is the best one I have seen in all my years."
Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
"What!?" Song Yayu shouted in surprise, and everyone in the Nanfu also showed incredulous expressions, as if they were measuring magic. Jin Whodao and Dian Xunchang were so surprised, but they didn't know whether they were surprised by Li Luo or Li Luo.
Pei Pizhu is as outspoken as he is.
Song Yayu took a deep breath and asked in a solemn voice: "Where is the victory?"
Li Luo pondered for a moment and then praised with emotion: "Perhaps I have never fully understood what is written in the scroll. I only feel that the words are subtle but the meaning is far-reaching, showing little but hiding deep. If it were me, I may not be able to reach this state."
Song Yayu's expression was startled, and he gave Song Qiuning a slight wink. Song Qiuning quietly took a few steps away, took out the article about animal husbandry from among the farming volumes, and handed it to Song Yayu.
Song Yayu unfolded it, looked at the words and thought attentively, and after understanding Li Luo's previous words, he really felt that this article had something else to say, but he couldn't figure out the mystery for a while.
There was a cough in the hall, and a clear voice said calmly: "Han Sheng did it unintentionally. I wonder what the general is looking at?"
Everyone looked around and saw a thin young man among the talented people hiding quietly in the crowd. If it weren't for Li Luo's words, no one would have paid attention to this ordinary young man.
Song Yayu asked in a deep voice: "Are you Pei Pizhu?"
"It's Xiaosheng." Pei Pizhu stood up and bowed slowly, as if he was extremely sleepy, but this ceremony also consumed a lot of energy.
Li Luo stood up, bowed his hands, and said softly: "Mr. Pei, it's a pleasure to meet you."
Pei Pizhu's eyes lit up and he smiled slightly and said: "General, you are serious. It is Han Sheng who is lucky."
People in the Song Dynasty looked at Pei Pizhu, and what they saw was that he was as pale as paper, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, or that he had not recovered from a long illness. Although his face was delicate and handsome, he was just a little thinner, and he was much weaker than usual.
It looks thin, as if it takes a lot of effort to breathe.
However, the eyes between his foreheads are like bright stars, as clear as the voice, looking down on pain and indifferent to likes and dislikes.
Song Yayu glanced at Pei Pizhu, frowned slightly, then opened his eyebrows and asked calmly: "I forgive you for your lack of talent and lack of knowledge. Is there any hidden purpose in the volume of Mu Geng written by Mr. Pei?"
"General, I wonder what you are reading in the volume of Mu Geng written by Han Sheng?"
Li Luo smiled. This person only asked what Li Luo was looking at, but he didn't ask what Li Luo saw. Although he didn't say anything aggressive, he didn't mean to be arrogant and self-appreciative. He was really a person who relied on his talent and arrogance.
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Li Luo looked at Song Yayu and nodded slightly, then turned to look at Pei Pizhu, and said slowly: "Pei Gongzi's book contains no words or sentences about the methods of husbandry and farming, but it is all about the history of the country.
With the help of the five prefectures of Dagan, we can herd the four realms of the world, Zhongzhou, the Western Regions, the Northern Borders, the Southern Barbarians, and the Eastern Wilderness. They are all part of this chess game of herding and farming, and the art of combining vertical and horizontal directions, although I dare not say that I am close to perfection.
However, it is far beyond my reach. As far as Sheji is concerned, Mr. Pei, you are better than me." (To be continued.)