Is this young man Xu Shiji?

It may be a bit unfamiliar to Xu Shiji, but if you mention the name of Li Ji or Xu Maogong, it will be very famous.

In the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties, Xu Maogong was said to be a Taoist priest who pretended to be a god and resourceful, and was a military advisor of Wagang Village.

In real history, Xu Shiji was a very famous military strategist in the early Tang Dynasty. With another famous figure, Li Jing made great achievements in the early Tang Dynasty and was called the God of War in the early Tang Dynasty. Xu Shiji was very popular with Li Yuan. After entering the Tang Dynasty, he was given the national surname and changed his name to Li Shiji. Later, because of taboo reasons, he was renamed Li Ji. He was once a general and prime minister, and was ranked as the third duke. He also served in the three dynasties of Emperor Gaozu, Emperor Taizong, and Emperor Gaozong but did not fall.

No wonder, when Zheng Shi'an mentioned Xu Gai's name, Yan Qing felt it was a bit familiar.

That's right, that's right!

Isn’t this Xu Gai Xu Shiji’s son?

"Yanqing, Yanqing?"

Du Ruhui gently pushed Zheng Yanqing, and Yan Qing woke up.

At this time, Zheng Shi'an also happened to introduce him.

"This is Xiao Sun Yanqing. I will accompany Xiao Gongzi to study in the future. I will be with Xu Master at that time. I hope I will take care of you."

Xu Shiji took a step forward and gave in a slight hand.

Zheng Yanqing also quickly returned the gift and met Xu Shiji.

"The banquet is ready. Let's talk about it before we get in the banquet. Let's talk about it before we get in the banquet...Mr. Sun, please ask first!"

Xu Gai turned his body and gave up a path.

Sun Simiao was not polite and stepped into the attic.

Although Du Ruhui was also white, as a child of an official, Xu Gai certainly could not slacken. Zheng Shi'an and Xu Gai followed behind. Unconsciously, a class formed. Celebrities were the first, officials followed, and merchant servants were the next. As for Yan Qing and Xu Shiji, they fell to the end, and the two inadvertently entered side by side.

Xu Shiji is four years older than Zheng Yanqing and is not low.

Walking beside him, from his behavior, we can see that Xu Shiji is also a martial arts practitioner

Zheng Yanqing didn't find it strange to this: during the Kaihuang period, martial arts was booming. It was not difficult for a wealthy child like Xu Shiji to practice martial arts as long as he was willing. But he was a little confused about why Zheng Renji wanted to take Xu Shiji in?

There are not many records in history books about the relationship between Xu Shiji and the Zheng family.

Zheng Yanqing looked at Xu Shiji curiously, and Xu Shiji was also looking at him up and down.

When they looked at each other, the two suddenly smiled, nodded, but did not talk.

When they walked into the attic, everyone had already sat down. Sun Simiao and Du Ruhui were arranged in the main seat, while Xu Gai and Zheng Shi'an sat together on both sides.

"Yan Qing, come here and sit next to me."

Sun Simiao waved his hand to Zheng Yanqing, then looked at Xu Shiji again, "And this little brother, come and sit together."

Xu Gai was extremely surprised and took a look at Zheng Yanqing.

To be honest, he didn't care too much about Zheng Yanqing.

After all, Zheng Yanqing is just a slut, and even if he is Zheng Shian's grandson, Xu Gai cannot value him too much.

But now it’s different. Although Sun Simiao also called Xu Shiji, it was obviously because of Zheng Yanqing’s face.

What kind of virtue does this child have to make Sun Simiao treat him differently?

Xu Gai started to worry about it in his mind.

Zheng Yanqing walked forward happily and sat down next to Sun Simiao; while Xu Shiji obviously hesitated for a moment before walking over.

"Today, Mr. Luoxu held a banquet for hospitality, and Si Miao was grateful."

Sun Simiao said, raising his wine glass.

Xu Gai and Zheng Shi'an also stood up quickly and drank the wine respectfully.

Then, Du Ruhui raised his glass and invited him, and Xu Gai and Zheng Shi'an drank again. Then, Xu Gai and Zheng Shi'an toast again.

After three rounds of wine, Xu Gai slapped his high-highs and walked upstairs to some kabuki and sang and danced lightly.

Zheng Yanqing sat aside, not interested in singing and dancing.

He turned his head and looked out the window, but saw a small pond downstairs, with a few white geese playing in the water in the blue waves. A few dripping duckweed floated on the water surface, and the lights shone a little more interesting. The noise of the banquet was buried in this fun.

"Hello……"

Zheng Yanqing noticed someone pushing him, and came to his senses, but saw Xu Gai holding a glass of wine, looking at him.

The person who pushed him was Xu Shiji. I thought he was so reminded that he saw him trance.

"What are Brother Zheng watching? I'm so fascinated by it?"

"ah!"

Zheng Yanqing quickly apologized, "Uncle Xu forgives his crime. The boy just looked at the white goose outside the window. He was out of the world for a moment, so please forgive me."

"Nothing, nothing is wrong!"

Xu Gai smiled and said, "The owner of this Shouyang Restaurant is a gentleman. Many people are attracted by the scenery outside the window when drinking here. In the past, Wang Youjun loved goose, and Huang Tingjian exchanged the letter to him, and even built a goose pond at home to create a beautiful conversation. The young brother is so stunning to watch goose today, and he will definitely be a gentleman in the future...Brother, you are a blessing."

Wang Youjun is the famous Wang Xizhi.

He loves geese and raises geese, and integrates the geese's body into calligraphy.

According to legend, the Youjun and his beloved son Wang Xianzhi were traveling through the mountains and rivers of Shaoxing early one morning. When the boat arrived near the county village, they saw a group of white geese swaying on the shore, which was extremely cute. Wang Xizhi couldn't help but feel admiration and wanted to buy the geese home. The owner of the goose was a Taoist priest, so he said, if the Lord Youjun wanted, please write a Huangting Sutra for me. Wang Xizhi was eager to ask for the goose and agreed happily.

Later, he built a goose pond at home and prepared to erect a goose pond monument by the pond.

As a result, as soon as he finished writing the word "gee", he was called away by the emperor. After seeing it, Wang Xizhi's son Wang Xianzhi picked up his pen and wrote the word "chi".

Therefore, the combination of one stele and two words, father and son became a beautiful talk between literati and scholar at that time.

Du Ruhui smiled and said, "In the past, the father and son of the Right Army erected a monument for the goose. Today, why not follow the example of Yanqing? It is also a beautiful thing."

"I?"

Zheng Yanqing looked at Du Ruhui in confusion and shook his head repeatedly, "How dare I compare with Mr. Youjun?"

"How can I not do it if I don't give it a try?"

Du Ruhui's eyes were rolling around and he looked at Yan Qing with a smile.

Sun Simiao said: "Why not try Yan Qing? Maybe it can really become a good thing."

He was joking with Du Ruhui, but Xu Gai was surprised. He could use Du Ruhui's words as jokes, but Sun Simiao... It was impossible. Sun Simiao was also talking nonsense. Listening to his tone, it was obvious that Yan Qing and Wang Xizhi were discussed together. He took a breath of cold air. What skills did this child have to make the saint praise him so much.

Not only Xu Gai was surprised, but Xu Shiji was also extremely curious.

He is also a smart person and is quite conceited on weekdays. If not, how could he have been able to catch the eye of Zheng Renji?

Is this kid in front of me who looks younger than me really capable?

Zheng Shi'an smiled aside.

"Then...I'll try?"

Zheng Yanqing couldn't help but feel a little moved.

He was coaxed by Sun Simiao and Du Ruhui, so he decided to come down.

Since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the literary style has been quite popular. Generally, there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones in restaurants for the drinkers to express their feelings.

It is even said that many hotel servants may be ignorant, but they can tell the difference.

When they write well, they will smile and keep it; if it is not good, encourage it softly and then erase it.

Since Yan Qing decided to show his skills, the singing and dancing stopped immediately.

A singer hurriedly took the pen and ink, put it aside, and looked at Zheng Yanqing curiously.

But, what should I write?

Zheng Yanqing looked at the white goose swimming in the pond outside the window, and felt a little hesitant. He was quietly pondering, but everyone in the building held their breath.

Sun Simiao rolled up his sleeves and gently grinded them on the side without urging him.

At this time, the white goose in the pond suddenly sang. Yan Qing's heart moved, and a Tang poem immediately emerged.

Please don’t blame me, sir, I’m also helpless!

Zheng Yanqing picked up his pen and walked to the wall.

Then he closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and wrote freely on the snow-white wall.

"Geese, goose, goose..."

Xu Gai recited softly.

But when the three words "goose" were said, their eyebrows frowned, turned their heads to look at Du Ruhui and Sun Simiao, and they also frowned when they saw them.

What is this?

Could it be that this child is going to write the word "goose" on the wall?

But let alone, this kid has written good characters, strong and magnificent, and has a strong character. But why haven’t I seen this type of font before?

Xu Gai was just thinking about it, but when Du Ruhui suppressed the surprise, he shouted: "Okay!"

Looking up, I saw a line of quatrain under the three words "geese": Song of the song towards the sky.
To be continued...