Chapter 652: The arrow is on the string (second update)
The banquet has been going on for most of the day.
Literati and poets wrote their books one after another.
Except for the old Jiesheng, who had failed many tests, the others invited were also famous people from Yanzhou.
"In the past, Fan Wenzhenggong wrote Yueyang Tower, which has been passed down through the ages. I wonder if my Baiyun Tower can be a success?"
"Have a laugh!"
As for military generals, there are also those who are capable of poetry. In the past, Cao Han presented poems at the Golden Palace and was rewarded by Taizong and made a wish.
And Zhonge, who was both civilized and martial, wrote a poem.
When the servant brought the case to Feng Zhangyue, Cai Que had already finished writing.
Cai Que was not in much mood at the moment, so he wrote a poem about socializing.
"Du Zhi, I know you are not happy, so just say a few words and we will go back and get back to work!"
Zhang Yue forced a smile, remembering Cai Que's confusion towards him and Zhong E's hostility towards him, and he couldn't stand it!
The differences between Guo Kui and Han Jiang were so great that he even tried to mend their relationship over his own strength.
The capture of Hengshan was in doubt. The tens of thousands of soldiers on the front line, the sacrifice of hundreds of thousands of civilians, millions of dollars in food and grain, and several years of savings from the two roads in Shaanxi and Hedong were about to be wiped out.
There are also the officials' determination and ambition to seize Hengshan, and the endless quarrels among the temple princes...
Thinking of this, a voice said to Zhang Yue, this world is over, no matter how hard you try, you can't make up for it, forget it, how can a mere manpower reverse the trend?
Thinking again of the suffering of the people before Tongguan, Zhang Yue had some thoughts.
At this moment, the sunset glows over the distant mountains, the setting sun is golden, the long wind blows past my ears, and I overlook the echoing rapids of Luochuan River.
Zhang Yue glanced at Guo Kui, Zhong E and others not far away, and immediately started writing.
"My ears can only hear the iron sound of the wind, and there are floating clouds above the cold sky. With the lying dog, there are frightening turbulence below, and the roar of the rushing water."
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When Zhang Yue wrote here, he changed his writing style, "Recalling the past by Wen Zhenggong, he divided the talisman and grasped the knot of Yinxi territory, and his reputation spread far and wide." From the description of the scene to Fan Wenzhenggong's knowledge of Yanzhou...
Although Fan Wenzhenggong did not have any outstanding achievements, Di Qing, Zhong Shiheng, and Guo Kui were all promoted by him, from serving in the army to becoming a feudal lord...
After writing this, Zhang Yuepeng put pen to paper.
"It's a pity that I missed the opportunity late in life, so I didn't work hard to write the inscription of Yan Ran. I can't see the ambition and domineering dragons and tigers, and I can only hear the cries of swallows and magpies. The scenery at that time is very different now, but the scenery and mountains are ageless."
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At this moment, the generals gathered around Guo Kui and left, and many famous people in Yanzhou were able to go up to the building at this time. When they saw Zhang Yue writing, they wrote.
"Who is this person?"
"The new general magistrate of Qinzhou."
"Are you a Jinshi?"
"I don't know."
The scribes only composed poems, but when they saw Zhang Yue, they picked up the pen and wrote. Generally speaking, it is not difficult to compose poems on the spot, but it is not easy to compose them extemporaneously.
The old Jiesheng, who cited the allusion of "Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang Nan Feng", saw Yanzhou's famous scribes passing by in twos and threes, and then he stood behind the young official and froze, unable to move. Gradually, the crowd became more and more crowded.
Many, at this moment, the young official stood silently.
Lao Jiesheng's original knowledge was that there was no one in Yanzhou who was as talented as him, but a young official took away his elegance in front of him.
What about general judgment?
What about even Jinshi?
Even for those who were born as Jinshi, many of the articles they wrote are not worthy of being used as fuel.
There is no impromptu article at all. Most of it was copied in advance, and then came to Baiyun Tower to compete for fame today.
Lao Jiesheng shook his head, shaking his head, and moved over step by step. He didn't want to appear to take it too seriously, but he also wanted to see what the official wrote.
It happened that at this time, twilight was closing, the last ray of rays of light on the horizon was shining slantingly on the Baiyun Tower, and far away in the half-dark horizon, a crescent moon was floating in the sea of clouds.
Lao Jiesheng happened to see this young official writing this scene.
Suddenly twilight comes from far away, the broken clouds shine slantingly and suddenly disappear, and the poem is about to sweep the screen among the clouds. I am greedy for the success and failure, and I am playing with the remaining scenery, and for a moment I don't realize that an ancient moon rises in the east.
When Lao Jiesheng saw this sentence, his whole body froze on the spot.
After the young official finished writing, he put the pen aside. The other party seemed unaware that so many people gathered behind him. At this moment, many people borrowed pen and ink to copy on their kerchiefs and clothes.
Lao Jiesheng wanted to sign up to talk to the other party, but after thinking about it, he still didn't speak.
The young official bowed his hands to the people behind him, and everyone saluted in unison. The other official, another official, left. Old Jiesheng vaguely heard what this official was saying to another official.
"Be upright, I think things can still be done! There is a reason why everything in the world cannot be done."
Lao Jiesheng looked at the official's words and his eyes were bright. Some people wrote the Baiyun Tower poem as "Feng Tang Yi Lao, Li Guang Nan Feng", while some people said "If you want to see a thousand miles away, you can reach a higher level."
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"What Du said is absolutely true." Another official agreed.
The two officials hurried downstairs with windy steps. At this moment, a strong wind poured into Baiyun Tower, and the whole room was suddenly filled with wind.
"With a poem, everyone in the world can get it! I wonder who it is?"
After Xie Sheng finished speaking, he picked up the Baiyun Tower Fu written by the official, but saw the two words "Zhang Yue" written on it.
Later the article was in the hands of Guo Kui.
After seeing it, Guo Kui said to his confidants: "Mr. Han Wei did not make a mistake!"
The confidant asked: "With a poem?"
Guo Kui smiled and said: "Of course it's because he is this person!"
After speaking, Guo Kui put on his fur coat and looked at the night sky, and whispered: "This man is just like Mr. Fan Wenzheng, he has the common people in his heart!"
After Zhang Yue returned to the Han Jiang shogunate, he told Han Jiang about his failure to persuade Guo Kui.
Han Jiang said: "This is also expected. If you don't agree, just don't agree. We have to report to the emperor to transfer him away from Shaanxi. Otherwise, his stay in Shaanxi will definitely shake the morale of the army."
Guo Kui has a very high reputation among the Han army. If he leaves, no one can overwhelm the Han armies in Shaanxi.
After a pause, Han Jiang asked Zhang Yue: "Du Zhi, tell me honestly what is the percentage of capturing Hengshan?"
Zhang Yue remained silent.
Han Jiang looked at Zhang Yue's expression and smiled: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. I wish I had listened to you."
"Han Gong!" Zhang Yue and Cai Que were shocked when they heard Han Jiang's hesitation. A wavering of the coach's will was an ominous sign of sending troops.
Han Jiang said: "But the soldiers, horses, and food from Suide City have arrived, and now the arrows are on the strings and have to be fired. So, if you send troops from Guwei ten days in advance, you will not be able to withdraw on your own without the command of the Xuanfu Division. You see
how?"
Cai Que was shocked when he heard this and was about to speak, but seeing Han Jiang's solemn look, he swallowed the words as soon as they reached his lips.
Zhang Yue said: "Actually, I just discussed with Zhizheng whether we can ask Mr. Han to ask Taiwei Guo to be transferred to the Qinfeng Road Economic and Strategy Envoy and sit in command with his reputation!"
Zhang Yue wanted Guo Kui to switch to Qinfeng Road, using his reputation in the Western Army to continue to shine, and at the same time exclude him from the battle to capture Hengshan.
However, the current Qin Feng Road Manager and Comfort Envoy is Han Jiang's younger brother Han Zhen.
Han Jiang muttered: "It's not impossible, but I'm afraid Guo Kui won't go. I'll give it a try."
After saying that, Han Jiang looked at Zhang Yue.
Zhang Yue smiled calmly and said immediately: "I will obey everything ordered by Prime Minister Xuan!"
Zhang Yue left Yanzhou for Qinzhou early the next morning, leaving behind a poem about Baiyun Tower, which attracted scholars all over the place to copy it!