"Well, you Fengxiao, I thought you were just disappearing under mysterious circumstances."
Liu Qi almost blurted out, "Guo Jia, have you been hanging out in a brothel these days and got entangled in the thigh by some brothel?"
However, I saw someone nearby who retracted his words in time, so it would be okay if no one else made a joke.
"Fengxiao, who is this gentleman?"
Liu Qi asked Guo Jia doubtfully. The man next to him was not tall and was wearing an ordinary robe, spotless.
He was probably in his twenties and had an average appearance. He seemed unremarkable, but Liu Qi felt in his heart that this person was extraordinary.
The genius Guo Jia laughed and pulled the person next to him over and said.
"My lord, this is Tian Feng, Zi Yuanhao, my good friend. I want to introduce you to you."
When Liu Qi heard that the people opposite were called Tian Feng and Zi Yuanhao, his heartbeat was also speeding up.
This name is not unfamiliar at all. He can be regarded as the first-class strategist in the Three Kingdoms, good at tactics, battle formations, etc.
He was upright and knowledgeable, and even the later Eastern Jin Dynasty historian Sun Sheng thought he could be compared with Zhang Liang and Chen Ping.
This man was a talented person in the world. He was originally a disciple of Yuan Shao, but unfortunately he was not trusted.
"Yuan Hao has met Ren Yong Hou, and he and Feng Xiao have been drinking and singing these past few days, discussing the past and present, and have benefited a lot. Today, he saw the majesty of the eldest son again. Yuan Hao admires him deeply and is willing to join the lord's family."
Liu Qi originally wanted to try his best to win over this unique genius, but when he heard Tian Feng's words, he felt that happiness came too quickly.
"Sir, hurry up and ask for help. Boyu is just asking for help. With your help, Fancheng will be even more powerful, and the sky will rise..."
Liu Qi quickly stepped forward and lifted up Tian Feng, who was bending down to salute, with both hands. He spoke excitedly with sincerity on his face.
Of course, I didn’t forget to say sorry to Yuan Shao in my heart.
Anyway, Yuan Shao, the fourth generation and the third prince, has the aura of a king and he has many counselors and fierce generals under his command, so he does not care about losing this one.
The military advisor is worthy of being a military advisor. He has found a first-rate strategist only a few days after arriving in Luoyang.
Guo Jia stood by and gently shook his feather fan. He had long known that his friend was very talented, and in the past few days, he had used his sharp tongue to describe a grand plan for Tian Feng.
Today's protagonist Liu Qi shows off his power and makes friends with the captains Yuan Shao and Cao Cao.
The young talent Yuan Shu was so angry that he vomited blood and fainted. It was so powerful, especially the last arrow in the pot throwing game.
It turned out that Ben Feng came to Luoyang to choose one of the four emperors, Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu.
But from the training ground to the pot throwing on the second floor, I already made a decision in my heart.
So Tian Feng decided at that time to follow Renyong Hou Liu Qi.
Liu Qi was delighted to have counselor Tian Feng and introduced Qian Bojun and several of his subordinates to each other.
At this time, the great scholar Zheng Xuan, who was sitting directly above, cleared his throat, and there was silence below.
"Today is August 15th. The moon is full and the flowers are beautiful. All of you here are talented people. The theme for tonight is the moon. There is no limit to the genre..."
As soon as the great scholar Zheng Xuan said these words, the crowd immediately became lively.
You must know that the three great Confucian scholars are all Taishan Beidou in Confucian classics. If one or two of their own poems can be criticized for one or two lines, their reputation in Luoyang City will not rise at all.
And everyone knows very well that this is also for beauties. If Yongyue's poems can impress the talented Cai Wenji, then she will not be far away from embracing the beauty.
"Bring the pen and ink to the master quickly..."
Wei Zhongdao's old housekeeper ordered the servants next to him. This time, the Wei family also had great expectations for the young master Wei Zhongdao to marry Cai Wenji.
Not only Wei Zhongdao was like this, but other young talents also started to take action.
Some were meditating hard, and some looked up at the moon outside.
"Lord, start writing quickly..."
Tian Feng, the new counselor, urged him urgently and entered the role as soon as he joined Liu Qi's disciples.
If you can marry a young lady from the great scholar Cai Yong's family, then Fancheng's reputation will rise to a higher level.
It will attract countless warriors and people with lofty ideals to seek refuge, and today is a huge opportunity.
Guo Jia, the genius next to him, was secretly amused when he saw his friend's anxious look, but he did not tell the story that the daughter of the Cai family had been in love with his lord for a long time.
After all, everything will change before you get married.
"Yuan Hao, why don't we each write a poem praising the moon, and finally compare it with my lord's, and submit which one is the best."
Tian Feng couldn't help but nod his head after hearing his friend's words. After all, human energy is limited, and poetry requires understanding to produce excellent works.
This operation is normal, and most other young talents are also ghostwritten by their gentlemen.
As soon as he started to write, Liu Qi said that he really didn't know how to write any good poems.
It turns out that my predecessor was busy eating, drinking and having fun all day long. Before time travel, I liked reading novels about the Three Kingdoms and was not interested in poetry.
Even Qian Bojun was eager to try. Although he knew that the daughter of the Cai family must belong to the lord, this was a good opportunity to make a name for himself in front of the great scholars.
Seeing everyone thinking hard, Liu Qi couldn't help but think that although he couldn't compose poems, he could copy them.
I still remember some of the ancient poems about chanting the moon that I memorized before.
"Sir, my disciple Zong Qi has finished writing, please give me some advice..."
A young man named Zong Qi proudly held the written poem in his hand and said loudly.
I am the fastest, so I can show my face, not to mention I have done my homework in advance.
When admiring the moon at Linjiang Pavilion, people will inevitably compose poems in public with the moon as the theme, and some other themes are also prepared.
I didn't expect that I actually got the answer, and I really wanted to look up to the sky and scream.
"I didn't expect there to be such a quick-thinking young talent in Luoyang City..."
The great scholar Zheng Xuan just made a proposition, and someone came up with it in just a few breaths of time. Huang Pusong, the minister, stroked his beard and said with a smile.
The servants quickly handed Zong Qi's poem "Yong Yue" into the hands of the song officer, who was the person who read it aloud for everyone.
The song official cleared his throat, and a rich voice spread throughout the hall.
"Wing the moon, give it to Wen Ji."
"The willows are crescent, the boat is crescent, the moon is crescent, the eyebrows are crescent, the little feet are crescent, the waist is crescent... love hurts someone's heart..."
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As the chanter finished reading, the entire hall suddenly burst into bursts of laughter after a brief silence.
Even the three great scholars sitting upright couldn't help but grow their beards.
Zong Qi, who was still very proud at this time, was also stunned. Why did this word sound a bit familiar?
I don't know how to write poetry. I happened to meet a guy selling calligraphy and painting on the street that day.
Although he looks wretched, he prides himself on being the most talented poet in Luoyang.
Zong Qi was originally a prodigal son who spent all his time looking for flowers and willows. He was an uneducated and incompetent man who couldn't even read a few Chinese characters.
After a few words, I was fooled into buying five masterpieces in a row.
This poem chanting the moon was bought from him for ten taels of silver.
Although I don't know much about words, my memory is pretty good. I immediately remembered that this was not a word from a brothel, but I changed it slightly.