Seeing that Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie had no doubts about him, Li Xingchen also breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that his father's reputation was really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. But such a heroic figure was willing to serve as a pawn for Chen Qingzhi. This General Chen Qingzhi, in the end,
What kind of fascinating existence is it?
In a time of great strife, heroes indeed emerge in large numbers.
Of course, now was not the time for Li Xingchen to think about these issues in detail. He allowed these thoughts to flash through his mind like meteors, and subconsciously turned around to look at the two princes who were so arrogant before.
Just like his companions around him, he had a depressed look on his face, obviously because he was trapped by some problem.
Thinking about it, for these guys who usually mainly recite and study palace-style poems, as long as there are a few odd questions, it is enough to make them scratch their heads. For example, the "Mulan Ci" just now, if it is placed in later generations, middle school students can recite it clearly.
came out, but Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie, who were familiar with "Nagato Fu" and "The Book of Songs", had no clue.
Although this kind of folk songs have been collected by people in this era, it does not mean that they will catch the eyes of the upper class. Just like the lower class people, they are naturally not as high-grade as Yangchun Baixuelai, even Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie, who are not considered nobles.
, I have only scratched the surface of this, let alone princes like Chen Shujian and Chen Shucheng.
"Fifteen bullets of the harp?"
"Sixteen Poems Recited."
"Wandering under the garden tree?"
"Hang yourself from the southeastern branch."
The voice of commenting on the poem came from the other side. Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie suddenly stopped and did not move forward in a hurry. Instead, they looked at the young man who was fluently replying to the poem with great interest. It was obvious that the two lines of the poem Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie were correcting.
, neither Pei nor the two have heard of it.
The young man's robe didn't look anything special, but the jade pendant hanging around his waist proved that he was from either a wealthy or noble background. After reading these two poems, he obviously breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the man behind him.
The companion said: "Luckily, lucky! My ancestor's "New Odes of Yutai" contains exactly this song "Peacock Flies Southeast". If it had been any other song, you and I would probably hate it today."
"Brother Xu is so knowledgeable that he is already above everyone else. I admire him very much." His companion nodded, with a relaxed look on his face. Obviously, if his companion hadn't answered this poem, I'm afraid this poetry meeting would have been a joke.
"Although it is not surprising that our ancestors set such poems, they have never left the scope of poems and songs. No matter whether it is Yangchun Baixue or lower Liba people, they are all poems and songs. Since this is the case, we should master it when we participate in the poetry meeting."
The young man named Xu said with a smile. At this time, he obviously also noticed the three Li Xingchen walking in the front, and couldn't help but be startled:
"The poems and songs that were tested this time were mostly mixed with folk songs. Even though I have done a lot of research on these, I almost stumbled. I didn't expect that there was someone before us. We should go and pay a visit."
Without waiting for their companions to answer, Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie came over: "May I ask if the people in front of you are Brother Xu of Duke Xiaomu and Brother Pei of Shangshu Pei?"
Li Xingchen stood behind the two of them and looked at the two unfamiliar young men with interest. Pei Yun, who was standing behind, was Pei Zilie's family after all, so Pei Zilie recognized him at a glance, and the one standing in front was both
It has been mentioned that the "ancestor" is the author of "New Odes of Yutai", that is, Xu Ling, so it goes without saying that he should be Xu Deyan, the grandson of Xu Ling.
As soon as the two of them stopped here, a feeling of kindness arose spontaneously, and Li Xingchen couldn't help but secretly admired them. These two Jiangnan talents who were famous when they were young are indeed not vegetarians. Especially this Pei Yun, who is famous in history.
A typical character who is cunning, cunning and scheming, and is not so easy to offend.
If Li Xingchen really had to choose, Li Xingchen would definitely want to keep a distance from Pei Yun.
"Exactly." Xu Deyan held up his hands repeatedly, and Pei Yun whispered twice behind him, apparently telling Xu Deyan the identities of the two people opposite him, "It must be General Dianwei and Major General Xiao in person. I have heard about their reputations for a long time, so why go up?
We both fought bloody battles on the battlefield during several poetry gatherings and were unable to participate. Therefore, it is only today that we can get to know the two brothers, and I feel ashamed."
Xiao Shilian nodded and took a half step sideways: "This is Brother Li Xingchen, the son of the 'Shixing Spear King'."
Xu Deyan and Pei Yun were startled. Although they were a little unfamiliar with this title, it didn't mean they didn't know it. Both the Xu Ling family and the Pei Ji family came from Liang. Obviously, this family was once famous even in Jiankang Prefecture.
His name was very familiar, so even the next generation would still know it. The two of them quickly raised their hands and saluted: "I have long admired my name."
Li Xinchen touched his nose in embarrassment. You have long admired the name "Shixing Gun King". But Li Xinchen is really more and more interested in how powerful and unrestrained his father was, although it is impossible to know in the history of Qing Dynasty.
He left behind a name for a commoner like him, but Li Xinchen knew that his father must not have been a simple person back then if he could be remembered by these dignitaries who always had high self-esteem.
Immediately, he handed over his hand and said: "I am Li Xinchen, the cursive character is Shizhong. You two brothers can call me by a certain cousin."
Xu Deyan nodded and asked curiously: "Brother Shizhong, you were able to finish the answer before us, but you didn't get any folk songs or the like?"
Xiao Shilian frowned, what did this guy mean? Could it be that he wanted to ridicule them for not being good enough? Although Li Xingchen answered by mistake in the end, it was still an accurate answer, better than those guys who are still scratching their heads now.
They were much better, and he said angrily: "We got it, the last one we got was "Mulan Ci"."
""Mulan Ci"?" Xu Deyan and Pei Yun glanced at each other subconsciously. Obviously, they were on the same level as Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie. They knew the name, but it was really impossible to memorize it.
"Yes, if Brother Li hadn't been so knowledgeable, I'm afraid we would be in trouble right now." Xiao Shilian smiled and said, "Without further delay, let's go up the mountain quickly. Otherwise, when the people behind us catch up, our answer will be in vain."
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Xu Deyan and Pei Yun glanced at Li Xingchen at the same time. At first, they naively thought that this son of the "Shixing Gun King" was just a reckless man whom Xiao Shilian knew from the army. But now, looking at it, the real secret is hidden.
It’s still this Li Xingchen.
After pondering for a moment, Xu Deyan quickly caught up with Xiao Shilian and the others who had left first, and solemnly handed over his hands: "You three, the first level of this poetry meeting seems simple, but there is already a mystery in the second level. The third level
It's even more difficult to predict. If we go together, we can have someone to take care of us when the time comes. What do you three think?"
Xiao Shilian raised his eyebrows. It was obvious that he didn't have much favorable impressions of these two aristocratic young masters. Just when he was about to refuse, Li Xingchen gently held his wrist. Pei Zilie, who had never said a few words, was silent at this time.