Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

Xie Xuanzheng said: "I and I will not lose the trust of the grandfather, not only to defeat Qin Ru, but also to take advantage of the opportunity to restore the Central Plains and establish a meritorious service!"

Xie An nodded: "You are young, you need this kind of momentum, you need more careful planning and the correct employment. The Beifu soldiers are the elite of the country, and the court spent a lot of manpower and materials to form it. You must not let us down. . "

Xie Xuan looked serious, and said loudly: "If you don't break Qin Yu, you won't see Master Xianggong!"

Xie An suddenly smiled and looked at Liu Yu: "Okay, Xiaoyu, let's talk a little bit relaxed. Today is the Wuyi Festival. What kind of poems can you prepare to show your heart? "

Liu Yu's expression suddenly became embarrassed, but he, who is proficient in writing, has no talent for poetry? He did not expect that Xie An would directly question him like this. For a while, he was at a loss and was blushing. He wished he could find a ground drill directly.

Xie An smiled slightly and shook his head: "It's the old man's sudden outburst. Today's Wu Yi meeting is just the place where my Xie family's nephews wrote poetry. Xiaoyu, you are a distinguished guest, no need to be like this."

Liu Yu gritted his teeth and raised his head. He said aloud: "The younger generations are not so good at learning, and the poems and songs are not the skills of the younger generations, so they made the seniors laugh."

Xie An nodded and was about to speak, but heard a voice from the side: "The humble office prepared a poem to participate in the grand meeting. I wonder if it can sing?"

Liu Yu's face changed. This was clearly Liu Yi's voice. He turned his head and saw that Liu Yi was dressed as a military official, and followed the guards behind Liu Lao. On Ann's body, he did not see that Liu Yi and He Wuji were also entourages.

Xie An's expression was calm, and he turned to look at Liu Yi behind him: "This is ..."

Xie Xuan said quickly: "This person's name is Liu Yi, the Jingkou Renshi, and he is currently a member of the army. This time he came as a prison guard."

Speaking of which, his face sank, and he said to Liu Yi: "Liu Shenjun, please pay attention to the occasion, Master Xianggong does not have ............"

Liu Laozhi also followed Gongshoudao: "Your subordinates have no way, please Master Xianggong to punish him." He turned his head to Liu Yi and said in a deep voice, "I haven't stepped back quickly!"

Xie An smiled and waved his hand: "Okay, young, today is a tour of the Wuyi, and the people present have the power to sing poetry. This Liu Shenjun looks like a magnificent, civil and military, why should he whisk people? What's the fun? Liu Senjun, what are your poems, but please chant. "

A trace of excitement flashed on Liu Yi's face. He coughed twice, cleared his throat, and shouted: "Hate not to meet Liu Xiang, fight the Central Plains!"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's face changed slightly, and no one thought that this little joining the army had such a big tone. He actually wanted to compete with people like Liu Bang Xiang Yu for this world. The heart is even more obvious.

Wang Gong said coldly: "Liu Shenjun, is this really what you think?"

Liu Yi smiled slightly: "The eldest husband cannot clarify Yu Nei, expel the Huru, recover the Central Plains, and what other face stands between this heaven and earth? Shi Yiyongzhi, this is what the humble office expresses in mind!"

Liu Yu was surprised just now, but then thought about it, Liu Yi was really prepared. Now the Central Plains is in the hands of the Hu people. Even if Liu Yi is really fighting for it, it is also the act of the Northern Expedition. Committing chaos, showing off, instead showing his bravery.

Xie An smiled slightly: "These two poems by Liu Shenjun are really pride and courage. If my soldiers from Jinbei Prefecture have such pride, then why would it be difficult to defeat Qinru and even restore the Central Plains? "

Liu Yi looked very appreciative and bowed to the party to salute: "Thank you Master Xiang for your love."

Xie An nodded: "However, just now the old man was a little negligent. Every kind of poetry meeting should have some themes for everyone to play. Otherwise, if you speak east, he speaks west, and it is difficult to distinguish. Today, the group of virtue has come to an end, and my Xie family's nephews also have the tradition of chanting poetry, and the old man made a main point, and asked the nephews to sing a few words to help everyone. "

All the nephews of Xie's family all salute: "Care to the order of adults."

Liu Yu sighed in his heart, Xie An was really too powerful, Liu Yiming was trying to make amazing words to start out, and took the Great Expedition of the Northern Expedition to make people speechless, if Xie An took his word Ballast, then this matter leaked out today, may give Wang Chen and others the opportunity to play, saying that the Xie family has the heart to be unwilling, but if you do n’t take this ballast, you might be afraid that the military spirit and morale of the Northern Expedition soldiers will be cold, so I borrowed This specified theme allowed the son and nephew to sing a poem, and he changed the topic silently, and Liu Yi, who wanted to come forward, just left it aside, which is really high.

Thinking of this, Liu Yu glanced at Liu Yi and saw that his disappointment was overflowing with words and sighed back, while Liu Laozhi gave him a fierce glare, scaring Liu Yi to be clever, shrank back, and dared not speak again .

Xie An looked around, and finally his eyes fell on the snow piled up on the roof and courtyard. For a while, the north wind screamed again, and the heavy snow was swept by the strong wind again. From the sky, a smile appeared on Xie An's face. , Pointing to the sky of frost and snow, said: "You may wish to sing two poems on the theme of this snow. The old man made the first sentence, what did Xue Xue have to do!"

Xie An said while looking at a middle-aged scribe who was next to Xie Xuan. This man was wearing a purple robe, with a clear spirit, a beautiful three-knot long beard, and a few chests. The eldest son of the well-known brother Xie An Xie, was Xie Lang who was Dongyang Taishou at that time?

Xie Lang smiled slightly ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Behind his negative hand, while walking slowly in the corridor, while watching this flying snow, just walked back and forth for two times, stopped and twisted his beard, a little deep thought, then he opened Dao: "It's possible to spread salt in the air."

The guests present nodded and said that the snow and frost, one by one, really seemed like the salt that could clean the earth. Jin Shiqing said that in many cases, he should first clean the seats with salt to show high purity. This Xie Langhe's poems are of high taste and cleanliness.

There was a touch of disappointment flashing on Xie An's face, but he nodded and turned his head: "Ahu (Xie Lang nickname Hu'er) This is a good sentence, not bad, not bad."

Xie Lang was so excited that he was about to return the salute, but he heard a clear voice, and said softly: "The niece has a harmony, I don't know if the prince is allowed."

Xie An turned his head and saw that it was Xie Daoyun saluting himself. He nodded: "Dao Yun is also my son's nephew. Of course, you can talk to poetry. You say it."

Xie Daoyun smiled slightly, moved the lotus step gently, and walked into the courtyard. The frost and snow on the sky sprinkled on her body, emitting a crystal light, and she gently opened the lips, making everyone hear clearly: "Wei Ruo The catkins rose due to the wind. "