Good guy, you are really tit for tat, you are not willing to be weaker than others at all!

Yang Qing raised his eyebrows, thinking that Zhuge Ke's character was indeed very different from that of his brother Zhuge Qiao. One was bold and bold, while the other was gentle and approachable.

I don’t say which one is better between the two personalities, but Zhuge Ke was later killed and the family was not sure. There was a reason for his arrogance and arrogance. Fortunately, Zhuge Qiao left an heir on the Shu Han side, otherwise Zhuge Jin’s lineage would have been wiped out.

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Yang Qing thought a lot. Over there, Zhuge Ke had already started writing. This man lived up to his great reputation. Fei Yi only stopped writing once when he was writing a poem, which was already an astonishing feat. Who knew that he was even more impressive?

A hundred words were written in one breath, and it was truly written in one go.

Fei Yi used wheat planting as a topic to explain the importance of food to the survival of the country, while Zhuge Ke used wheat grinding as a metaphor for the means of governing the country. Even if Yang Qing could not write a poem, it can be seen that the two poems complement each other, and both are rare.

The best work.

He thought so, and others were full of praise. Gu Yong, Lu Xun and others all praised the two of them for their outstanding literary talents and smart thinking.

Sun Quan also said that the two men's articles were indistinguishable, and proposed to end the comparison with a draw. Yang Qing and Fei Yi naturally agreed, but in order to give Soochow a face, Yang Qing still modestly said that Zhuge Ke had not stopped thinking after all.

, which is still slightly better.

As soon as these words came out, Sun Quan and his ministers smiled even more and praised Yang Qing and Yang Qing for their magnanimity. Even Zhuge Ke came over with a smile and offered two glasses of wine.

After a wonderful literary discussion, Sun Quan became more and more excited and took Yang Qing and Fei Yi to drink several large glasses of wine.

"Ming Zhi, on this good night, can you be inspired to write poems?" Sun Quan looked drunk, and his words were a bit intimate.

Are you coming again? Yang Qing, who was also a little drunk, cheered up after hearing this and stared at Sun Quan with a wry smile.

Sun Quan laughed when he saw this: "It's not a competition, it's just a dream to see Ming's poetic talents. It's rare for Ming Dynasty to come to our country, Soochow. If we don't leave poems, wouldn't outsiders say that our Soochow is a barren place for literature?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Qing first smiled bitterly and shook his head. He was about to make an excuse to refuse, but suddenly he remembered Zhuge Liang's instructions when he came, and at this time, his drunkenness was welling up, and he became excited.

So he wandered to the palace carrying the wine flask, bowed his head and bowed: "Since it is the king's order, how dare the foreign ministers disobey it?"

Everyone present knew Yang Qing's literary name. Seeing that he was composing impromptu poems at this moment, they all quieted down and listened carefully.

Yang Qing raised the jug and took a sip of wine, then read loudly: "If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and rushes to the sea and never returns. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and the morning is like blue silk, and the evening is like snow. Life is proud."

It is necessary to have fun to the fullest, and do not let the gold cup be empty to face the moon. By nature, my talents will be useful, and I will come back when all the gold is gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.

Lord Wu, all the virtuous ministers, are about to drink wine, and don’t stop drinking. I will sing a song with you, please listen to me. Bells, drums, food and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk. In ancient times, the sages were lonely, and they could only drink.

Those who leave their names.

In the old days, Xinling hosted a banquet for guests, drinking and drinking with thousands of people. Why did the master say that he had a small amount of money? He had to sell it to you for your discretion. The five-flowered horse and the rich gold fur will be exchanged for fine wine. Together with you, you will sell the eternal sorrow.

"

After the poem was recited, there was no sound in the hall. There were many scribes present. They had read poetry and books, and they could certainly hear the great talent contained in the name of the Poet Immortal in later generations.

Even Sun Quan and Lu Xun, who had the world in mind and firm will, could not help but be shocked by the charm of this eternal masterpiece, and they did not recover for a long time.

"Okay, what a poem, what a sentence. My talents will be useful. I will come back after all the money I have spent. You are really a great talent." In the end, Sun Quan was the first to react and praised.

Everyone soon came to their senses and praised Yang Qing for his gushing thoughts and eloquent words. Even a proud man like Zhuge Ke had to bow to his literary talents.

"May I ask Yang Canjun if this poem has a name?" Gu Yong asked, cupping his hands.

Yang Qing took another sip of wine and said with a smile: "Let's call him Jinjiu with the old title of Yuefu."

"Jianjinjiu? What a good Jiangjinjiu. It's appropriate. It's really appropriate!" Everyone praised.

"But Mr. Mingzhi, although this poem is heroic, optimistic and open-minded, it also seems to reveal

You are somewhat dissatisfied with not being able to recognize your talents. Since you are an important minister of the Han Dynasty, can you say that your ambition is hard to achieve?" Lu Xun asked puzzledly.

Although he was a famous general in Soochow, he was educated at home since he was a child and was taught by famous teachers, so his knowledge was not inferior to that of everyone in the world.

Yang Qing smiled and said: "Although the Qing Dynasty is rising, but looking at the world, how many talented people are buried in the world. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a lot of emotions."

"I see, I understand." Lu Xun nodded and said slightly sadly. He also remembered the time when he was unsuccessful.

Many people in the palace thought about their own bodies, felt that Huang Zhong had been ruined and abandoned them, and felt depressed and frustrated. They even felt sad about Yang Qing's song about entering the wine.

Now Sun Quan finally saw Yang Qing's literary talents with his own eyes. He was filled with admiration and regret that this person was not from Soochow. He walked down the steps, raised his glass and said loudly: "Come, let me have a drink with Mr. Mingzhi."

This poem brought the whole banquet atmosphere to a climax with the introduction of wine. Until everyone dispersed, the most talked about poem was this poem with unparalleled talent throughout the ages.

The next day, Yang Qing and Fei Yi each brought gifts to visit the important ministers of Soochow to deepen the relationship between the two countries, which naturally required some sophistication.

Of course, Yang Qing went to visit Lu Xun and Zhuge Jin. This was also agreed last night. He sent them the letters and gifts that Zhuge Liang had brought to them, and talked with them for an hour or two each before they were completed.

Today's task.

Another day later, Sun Quan summoned Yang Qing into the palace and asked about Cao Pi's serious illness. Yang Qing knew that the highlight of this visit to Wu was coming.

"Your Majesty, according to the news coming back from my work in Luoyang, Cao Pi is seriously ill and will die within this month." Yang Qing said firmly.

"Is the news reliable?" Sun Quan was still worried.

"Absolutely reliable."

Sun Quan exchanged glances with Gu Yong, Lu Xun, Zhuge Jin and other important ministers, and they all thought that Yang Qing was so sure that Shu Zuo had lurked around Cao Pi, which surprised them.

"I didn't expect that your country has made such progress in espionage. I'm really gratified." Lu Xun said with a smile.

Yang Qing waved his hand: "I'm really not sure about this aspect, but my prime minister has said so. I guess the craftsmen have put in a lot of effort."

He was deliberately exaggerating Ji Han Youwei's strength. In fact, as far as he knew, Ji Han had not yet sneaked into Cao Pi's side. The reason why he dared to predict Cao Pi's life and death so confidently was because he knew that Cao Pi would die in history.

In the first half of this year.
Chapter completed!