The central ministers below were all uneasy, not knowing whether their comments were correct or not.
In fact, they don't care at all what the poem is like.
I'm afraid that the emperor has other ideas and everyone doesn't know it.
Sure enough, Wen Heng showed a hint of disappointment after a moment of silence.
"My dear friends, what you said makes sense."
"From the perspective of literature, talent, and meaning, there isn't much of a problem, but it's not accurate enough."
Several important ministers did not speak.
In the study room, the only voice left was Emperor Wen Heng's slowly analyzing voice.
"The most important thing is that this poem has no title."
What?
The important ministers were confused. They thought they were here to analyze how good the poem was. After all, it was a masterpiece that was "handwritten by the emperor".
Unexpectedly, the emperor actually asked them to find problems. It is not unusual for poems without titles. Many people do not have the habit of giving titles when they compose poems.
There are even those who can't think of a title, so they just use two words - no title.
"Do you all know who wrote this poem?"
Seeing that the ink on the rice paper had dried, the emperor took it out and handed it to General Yang Ming.
Yang Ming was stunned for a moment, then took the emperor's authentic calligraphy and said with emotion: "Your Majesty's calligraphy is truly the best in the world!"
After Yang Ming read it, he handed it to other officials nearby and circulated it in turn.
The emperor turned a blind eye to Yang Ming's flattery.
He glanced at everyone, but everyone was unaware and lowered their heads.
The emperor said solemnly: "The person who wrote this poem is a nineteen-year-old young general of our dynasty. He is now in Beiliang and has made great achievements in fighting against the invasion of the Qiang tribe."
What, a nineteen-year-old young general?
Several ministers in the court were all shocked. When they secretly guessed, they thought that the person who wrote this poem was at least a veteran who had experienced battles in the field.
He is still the kind of Confucian general who must have read books for many years.
Unexpectedly, he was just a nineteen-year-old young general?
Isn't it a poem written by someone else?
But this is not like it. If it is a ghostwriter, the level of the ghostwriter is too high. If you write it yourself, wouldn't it be a masterpiece that will be famous for generations?
"Your Majesty, I really don't know about this."
"But the general of the Imperial Forbidden Army who went on an expedition a few days ago? Listen to the meaning of this poem, this person comes from Huaiyang? He also participated in the crusade against the Wanping rebels before?"
Although Yu Wenji, the right prime minister, is old, his thinking is clear.
Especially since he himself had a relatively high level of literary literacy, he immediately narrowed down the candidates chosen by the emperor.
Yang Ming also thought quickly. General Huaiyang joined the Forbidden Army after the Wanping Rebellion and set out to Xizhou to quell the rebellion. At the age of nineteen...he had a flash of inspiration and blurted out: "Could it be Cao Su?"
Made?"
After saying that, he somewhat denied himself.
Cao Su, can’t you?
In his impression, Cao Su should be a reckless man. Let alone writing poems, whether he can read or not is a problem.
"Who is Cao Su?"
Except for Yang Ming, others such as the left and right prime ministers, the Taiwei and others have never heard of it.
In their ears, this is an extremely unfamiliar name.
The emperor was a little surprised. He didn't expect that his general had done some work and actually guessed this young man.
He smiled and nodded: "The general is right, this poem was written by Cao Su."
After receiving the emperor's recognition, everyone suddenly realized, but no one here is a human spirit. Although they are wondering why His Majesty would talk about poems and the poets at this time, everyone's face is very calm, and there are more people who have a little bit of acting skills.
A touch of just the right amount of "wow".
Yang Ming said: "I didn't expect that Cao Su was not only brave in battle at such a young age, but he could also write poems."
"He is indeed an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs. To compose such poems at such an age, he must have certain writing skills." Right Prime Minister Yu Wenji also affirmed.
The Prime Minister on the left, Ouyang Zeng, had never spoken. Now, following the Prime Minister on the right, he also started to praise, concisely and concisely: "It's really good. It's a rare masterpiece."
"What's even more rare is his determination to go to Mobei." Captain Rong concluded in the end.
After the emperor waited for everyone to finish speaking, he smiled and said: "This poem is very suitable to my liking. Since you all think this poem is good, then take it back and have a good look at it!"
The emperor showed the remaining rice paper on the table.
It turned out that he also wrote more than one poem, as if practicing his writing, he wrote five or six poems.
The emperor's authentic work was given to the ministers, and each minister received a piece of paper.
They took the Emperor's authentic work with both hands and expressed their thanks, feeling even more puzzled in their hearts.
What should I do? Should I go back and show off?
Should the emperor give them this poem or his calligraphy?
The ministers all made speculations in their minds, and it was difficult to understand what he meant.
But since it was a gift from the emperor, naturally no one dared to refuse it, and everyone said thank you.
Compared with the poems written by Cao Su, his defeat of the Qiang tribe in Beiliang was not so noteworthy. At least in the ears of the emperor, the matter was brushed off and not as attractive as the poems.
The emperor finally smiled and said: "I, Qianyuan, must reward loyal ministers and heroes like these."
Since it is the emperor's personal seal, as long as it complies with the regulations of this dynasty, no one will raise any objections.
The emperor has already made up his mind, and it is normal for the people he likes to be promoted out of the ordinary.
What officials do you think the emperor will grant Cao Su?
This country boy from Huaiyang was lucky enough to fall into the emperor's eyes.
Many people couldn't help but look envious.
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Beiliang, the vast grassland.
More than 10,000 people lined up in a long queue and migrated southward along the grassland.
For herdsmen living on the grasslands, they have never been stuck in one place.
It's just that the Ma family has occupied the best grassland in Beiliang Grassland for a long time. The Ma family moves within one area and has never had the need to go further.
The scale of today's migration has made all the horse family members suspicious.
However, Ma Liao, the head of the Ma family, spoke, and many clan elders did not object, and no one refused the proposal.
So on the day when Cao Su led his army back to the south, the Ma family marched southward in a mighty manner. Many grassland horses rumbled and stampeded under the herdsmen's urging, raising smoke and dust that covered the sky and the sun.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Outside the group migrating southward are the Ma family cavalry and Cao Jun.
Cao's army was further away, but each of the thousands of people now prepared war horses. Two thousand Qi-blood warriors were disrupted and incorporated into the cavalry team. The two thousand cavalry were assigned to several generals and were galloping on the grassland.
On this day, Cao Su personally led hundreds of cavalry, a small part of which were his own soldiers.
He took Li Li, Zhang Ke and others to the west to investigate the situation.
Wu Ming and Qing Xiao sat in the army and continued to move south with the Ma family's team.
"Sir, the black crow scene in the northwest has not appeared again in the past few days."
"But traces of the demon kingdom are still showing up, and our spies discovered several more 'demon corpses'."
Zhang Ke's expression was solemn. If the demon corpse is not dealt with, it is likely to transform into a corpse, wandering wildly on the grassland, attacking grassland creatures, destroying grassland vegetation, and affecting the grassland ecology.
But the demon corpse is relatively easy to "process". It only needs to be cremated to completely burn the 'demon corpse' to ashes.
After Cao Su made arrangements, he came to investigate in person.
Hundreds of cavalry were galloping on the grassland below.
Among the fellow soldiers, Shi Yong and Ma Chao, two new members of the team, were placed on Cao Su's left and right respectively.
Shi Yong is a centurion. Recently, Cao Su has wanted to promote him, but his qualifications are shallow and his military exploits are insufficient. Therefore, Cao Su specially transferred him to the personal army, waiting for orders on his right side.
Ma Chao, on the other hand, has just joined the army. He is younger and stronger. He is a piece of raw jade that needs to be polished. He is ranked on Cao Su's left hand.
The two of them were considered to be Cao Su's cavalry archers and top-notch masters in the personal army. They respectively commanded the two hundred most elite cavalry beside Cao Su.
Among Ma Chao's cavalry team, there are some good cavalrymen recruited by the Ma family themselves, and all of them are in the realm of Qi and Blood.
As for Zhao Xi, the former leader of Cao Su's soldiers, Cao Su specially arranged for him to be transferred to the army for training. Starting from serving as a centurion, he also hoped that he would get more fighting opportunities and break through himself.
The two cavalrymen on the left and right can be regarded as Cao Su's personal soldiers today.
They lined up beside him and ran forward with Cao Su.
Although the grassland was vast, everyone was riding top-notch horses. However, after just half a day of running, they had arrived at the outskirts of Ma's pasture and began to see some strange sights.
One is that the sky is as dark as ink, as if the Milky Way is falling down, and strong strange winds are blowing across the grassland.
Countless green grass was weighed down by the strange wind and trembled violently.
Everyone faintly smelled the smell of blood, and they all stayed vigilant and concentrated.
And Cao Su stretched out his hand, and the cavalry team slowed down slowly and paced slowly on the grassland.
His gaze was like a torch, and he searched everywhere, looking for any clues that the demon kingdom was active.