surnamed Wang

Chapter 379 Young People's World
Beside the bonfire, Wang Bingquan almost became the focus of the banquet. Along with the powerful verses, the sword in his hand was also type after type, and the sword was getting faster and faster, and finally almost reached the point of dazzling people.

"The horse made Lu Feifei, the bow is like a thunderbolt."

The poems in Wang Gingquan's mouth were awe-inspiring, and the sword in his hand was even more unstoppable. At this moment, he was so drunk that his gestures and gestures revealed the might of an immortal. The guards around him who were responsible for the safety of the palace unconsciously put their hands on the hilt of the sword, ready to deal with sudden attacks at any time. situation.

The sword walks between dragons and snakes, and the white long sword is paired with Wang Gingquan's white gown, showing elegance and agility. It is no wonder that those good fighters picked from the army will feel like they are facing a big enemy, and they even have a feeling that if the opponent really wants to attack brazenly, No one present could stop it.

When the sword intent reached its apex, Wang Bingquan suddenly withdrew his sword, and faintly uttered the last sentence "It happened in vain", then he raised his head and drank the remaining wine in the altar, and the scene was suddenly silent.

Until the original prince poured the last drop of wine into his mouth, the king of Donghan, who had been silent from the beginning to the end, was the first to applaud and laughed loudly:
"Okay! The prince's poems and swordsmanship are all majestic and majestic, which can be regarded as the four characters of 'heroic boy'. In my life, I admire young people who have both military strength and literary talent. Donghan wishes to form an eternal friendship with the dynasty."

Wang Lingquan put away the three-foot long sword, wiped his mouth and cupped his hands and said:

"Your Majesty, the two countries of the Central Plains and Eastern Han are adjacent to each other, so they should be close brothers. Since my brother is interested, and while there is wine and meat, it is better to choose another day than hit the sun. How about we swore today?"

Chu Lichun on the side almost spit out his wine when he heard the words. He really couldn't tell whether the former master was really drunk or fake drunk. Take advantage of yourself.

Fortunately Chu Buxiu didn't mess around with him, he patted his son on the shoulder after a heroic smile and said:
"Today's protagonists are the prince and princess Guichao, so let's stop messing with each other and let's do it another day."

Wang Gangquan smiled and said, "Listen to my brother."

……

The guest of honor had a good time, everyone sat down again, it was time to drink and drink, it was time to eat meat, Wang Gangquan leaned directly on the shoulder of the woman beside him, and said with a drunken eye:
"My lady, why are you unhappy on this day of great joy?"

"Asshole, don't take this opportunity to pretend to be drunk and eat my old lady's tofu."

Although the woman showed displeasure, she didn't turn her face directly, and even let the other party continue to pillow on her shoulder uncharacteristically.

Hearing the words, Wang Gangquan raised his head in doubt, rubbed his eyes and carefully looked at the woman beside him, then said in surprise: "Eh? It's really not right."

Then his not-so-bright eyes quickly found the "important point", and murmured: "It seems..."

Without waiting for him to spit out the rest of the words, the woman directly interrupted coldly:
"If you dare to say those words, I will kill you."

Hearing the words, Wang Gangquan immediately woke up from the wine, and said with a sneering smile:

"Princess Chu, I misunderstood, I was blind, so what, where is my wife?"

"As soon as you went up to dance the sword, she felt ashamed and left." The woman said coldly.

……

The two were chatting as if no one was around, but they didn't know that a white-faced scholar on the opposite side was silently watching here.

The scholar is only three steps away from Chu, and his status in Donghan should not be low. At this time, his face is gloomy, his eyes are uncertain, and he doesn't know what he is thinking about.

Xu Shi Wang Gangquan's performance just now awakened everyone. It is much easier to attract the attention of the king on this occasion than to spend time and energy in the court, so no matter civil servants or military generals, they all began to perform on stage.

Several high-ranking civil and military officials around Chu Buxiu were not immune, and gathered towards the bonfire one after another. The white-faced scholar took the opportunity to come to the king's side and poured a glass of wine for him.

The fifty-year-old Eastern Han monarch took the wine glass and casually said something to the scholar. The latter replied respectfully with a smile on his face. Channel:

"My lord, the poems on the battlefield recited by the prince of the dynasty just now are truly unique and magnificent."

Chu Buxiu nodded and said:
"The Central Plains has never been short of literati. Even in the army, there are many decent talents. For example, the strict army who has been facing us for more than [-] years across the river, the world thinks he is a warrior who can only lead troops in battle. But I don’t know that the largest collection of General Yan’s Mansion is not swords, but isolated books.”

After Chu Buxiu finished speaking, he saw that the young man beside him who was capable of strategizing [-]% of the time, but far surpassed the prime minister in white was still showing hesitation.

"Just say what you have to say."

The scholar who got permission said cautiously:

"Your Majesty, what I want to say is that the poem described in that prince's mouth is the story of the Central Plains fighting against our Eastern Han ancestors..."

It was the first time Chu Buxiu heard that his old face was a little uneasy. He recalled that when Wen Jiang was alive, he had urged himself to read more books more than once.

Thinking of this, Chu Buxiu let out a dry cough, and said calmly:
"Bo Hou, as a man, talent and ambition are important, but the most important thing is the mind. To be a man, you must live openly, and you must sit upright. You must not talk about others' shortcomings in private."

The young man named Bohou couldn't help being surprised when he heard the words. He wasn't sure whether the king in front of him was talking casually to cover up his embarrassment, or if he really meant something. head.

Chu Buxiu didn't go to see him, and continued:

"I know a little bit about your feelings for Lixia. Although this king is getting old, he is not a foolish old man. If you are really interested in her, you should fight for her openly instead of making fuss behind your back. This is really true. Not what a gentleman does.

I haven't read any books in my life, and I can't explain the general principles to that guy, but after living such an old age, I still have some experience to talk about.

People live for a lifetime, the older they get, the more they see things clearly, and the more things they regret. Fortunately, you are still young, and you haven’t made any decisions that you regret for half your life. On the contrary, it is better to live frankly. "

Speaking of this, the Eastern Han monarch turned his head to look at Chu Lichun who was drinking not far away, and couldn't help but smile on his face and said:
"Since the prince came back, although he has done many things that made me helpless and dumbfounded, he is the future king of Donghan after all, and his aspirations are something that we, who spend all day in power, can't find in our lives. .

After all, this world belongs to you young people. The smarter you are, the easier it is for you to get into a dead end. Since you have decided to be the first minister of the next king, then don't do anything to embarrass him. "

After Chu Buxiu finished speaking, the scholar on the side showed seriousness for the first time. The old emperor was not in a hurry, and slowly waited for the young people around him to figure it out.

After a long time, the young man suddenly stood up, bowed to the old man and said:

"Thank you, King, for your advice. Bo Hou will definitely be strict with himself in the future and be a qualified minister."

The old man nodded with a smile on his face, and said softly:

"I'm tired, help me back."

The scholar hurriedly stood up respectfully, and helped the old man to leave when the atmosphere was the busiest.

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(End of this chapter)