"The military advisor is offering wine, this is not appropriate!"

Cao Zhi stood up and bowed to show that although Cao Chong has made Cao Zhi feel threatened now, it is just a threat!

In front of outsiders, my Cao brothers must be one mind, even on the surface, otherwise wouldn’t it be a joke for outsiders?

"I prove it, don't you believe it?" Cao Zhi looked around the guests.

"Nephew Zijian, I don't believe you..." Chen Lin was clamoring, but Zhao Qi spoke.

He did not hesitate to offend Cao Chong, but to gain fame, according to Chen Lin's attitude, even if his literary talent was not as good as Cao Chong, he would definitely be remembered by the big guys and remembered it.

It would be much easier to do things in the future, so Zhao Qi knew that this pawn, the one who crossed the river, had to move forward without any hesitation.

"Report to the Lord, since Master Cao Qi is a talented man, why don't we say that? Why are you afraid of writing a masterpiece with your own hands?"

"Unless, Mr. Cao Qi is just a person who seeks fame and reputation!"

Yes, since Cao Chong could write a literary fu like "Abang Palace Fu", then other literary fu are not easy to use, so why worry about writing another article?

"You..." Cao Zhi was well-educated and was so angry that he was blocked by those poor morale.

These poor scholars do not look like scholars at all. They are devoted to fame and fortune, so how different is they from wild dogs?

"Fourth Brother!"

Cao Chong stood up and bowed his hands, his face calm. Some people, if you don’t hurt him, he will think you are easy to bully.

And I, Cao Chong, are not a bully! I can only beat those who can't see clearly until I can see clearly!

"Since you all trust Cang Shu, then I will be ugly!"

After several similar experiences, Zhou Buyi was not worried about Cao Chong at all. According to Cao Chong's current cautious temperament, he would not take action easily without being sure.

"please!"

Chen Lin made a gesture of invitation, and then looked at Cao Chong with everyone.

Could it be that this child really has peerless literary essays?

Cao Chong stood up. Although he had literary ideas in his heart, it did not prevent him from pretending to be a thrust.

Cao Chong stepped out of the food collapse and wandered around the guests' seats, sometimes looking at the sky and sometimes looking at the ground, with his expression fascinated, as if he was enjoying something.

One stick of incense...

Two incense sticks...

When it was time for the third incense stick, Cao Chong was still intoxicated. Even Zhou Buyi, who had full confidence in Cao Chong, felt uneasy at this moment.

Can't Cang Shu really be unprepared, right?

Zhao Qi smiled and his eyes shone. He seemed to be able to see his bright future.

When entering and leaving the court, there were slaves everywhere, wives and concubines, one person below, and ten thousand above...

But before he could finish his prediction, Cao Chong's tender voice was conveyed in the manor like the singing of a bird leaping.

"This article is called the "House Room"!"

That’s right, what Cao Chong copied this time was Liu Yuxi’s humble room inscription!

When Cao Chong thought, "The mountains are not high, but immortals are famous. Water is not deep, but dragons are spiritual." Chen Lin and Sima Fu and others' faces have changed a little.

When Cao Chong thought, "This is a humble room, but my virtue is full of virtue. The moss marks are green on the steps, the grass color enters the curtains. There are great scholars talking and laughing, but no white people come and go", Yang Biao's eyes actually resonated.

Finally, when Cao Chong recited "You can tune the zither and read the golden scriptures. There is no chaos in silk and bamboo, and no labor in desks. Sili Chongyuan Hall and Ziyunting in Western Shu", Chen Lin's face changed drastically, and Sima Fu and Yang Biao's face were also full of solemnity.

And the last sentence: Confucius said: Why is there something ugly? It is the ending sound.

An article "The Inscription on the Humble Room" is simple and crude, surrounded by the manor for a long time, with a feeling of lingering sounds around the beams and endlessly for three days.

If Chen Lin and others' faces were just not good-looking, then Zhao Qi's face would be desperate and gray.

This "Inscription on the Humble Room" is no different from the previous "Abang Palace Fu", or both have advantages and disadvantages.

During his tenure as the censor, Liu Yuxi participated in Wang Shuwen's "Yongzhen Reform" and opposed the separatist forces of the eunuchs and vassal states.

After the failure of the reform, he was demoted to Anhui and prefectures and counties to be a small Tongzhe. According to regulations, Tongzhe should live in three houses with three rooms in the county government.

But he was blackened by the unscrupulous county magistrate, and in the end there was only one room left, so Liu Yuxi wrote the "Inscription on the Humble Room".

This humble room inscription shows the author's attitude of not being in harmony with the world, being self-disciplined, and not seeking fame and fortune. It expresses the author's noble and arrogant sentiment, and reveals the author's seclusion and interest in poverty and enjoying the way.

The most important thing is that it is very consistent with Cao Chong's current situation.

A mountain is not high, but an immortal is famous. Water is not deep, but a dragon is spiritual!

Although my Cao Chong mountain is short, I have fairy spirit. Although my Cao Chong pond water is not deep, there is a divine dragon inside!

You are so angry that you dare to say that I have no talent. Isn’t this funny?

Zhao Qi heard the words in Cao Chong's poems and suddenly felt like she fell into the abyss and fainted directly on the food collapse.

"Brother Youlin, Brother Youlin? Are you safe?" A scholar at the table next door shook Zhao Qi's shoulder and found that he had really fainted.

"Master, this person was shocked!"

The old manager supported Zhao Qi and said to Chen Lin.

"Take it down!"

Chen Lin waved her hand powerlessly, and did not underestimate Zhao Qi because she was scared to death.

In fact, Zhao Qi was dizzy and had to dizzy. Who was Cao Chong? Cao Cao loved his son, and today he seemed to be very literary. The key is that his poems were full of blame.

With the blame from the Prime Minister's son, he can destroy the future of a poor man. Why is he not afraid?

From the beginning, he stood on the wrong side. He thought Cao Chong was a thirteen-year-old child who was easy to bully and could step on his feet at will, but he didn't know that the soul here was already an old fry in his later generations in his twenties.

Old fried dough sticks won’t be bullied casually!

So Cao Chong bowed to Chen Lin, his tone was quite accountable.

"Mr. Chen, I wonder what this article "The Inscription on the Humble Room" is like?"

"This is naturally an excellent writing and erotic style, a good literary fu, and good literary fu!"

Cao Chong looked at the smile that squeezed out of Chen Lin's old face and felt a sense of relief, but this was not over yet.

"I wonder if "Abang Palace Fu" was copied by Chonglai's people?"

Chen Lin laughed awkwardly and waved her hand: "Of course not!"

Cao Chong wanted to continue to question, but Sima Fang came out to rescue him.

"Nephew Cang Shu, I have heard of Yang Ziyun Pavilion in Western Shu, but I don't know what Sili Chongyuan Hall calls it?"

hehe……

Cao Chong looked at Sima Fang in a hesitant manner, and after a while, he said, "This is the place where my teacher Xu Shu, Xu Yuanzhi's academic club, and Cang Shu's daily study."

Sima Fang: "You are so good at joking..."

Even Cao Zhi and Yang Xiu couldn't help laughing. Although Xu Shu was very literary, he was probably still much worse than Yang Ziyun, right?

"What's wrong? Teachers are parents! In the heart of Cang Shu's nephew, I'm afraid there are ten thousand Yang Ziyuns, but they are not as good as Xu Yuanzhi."

However, Yang Biao looked at Cao Chong with a thrill of praise.

The Han Dynasty ruled the world with filial piety. This is filial piety for parents and filial piety for teachers and disciples!

"Yes, so extreme!"

Chen Lin also hurried to change the topic, and even he himself had to admit that he did underestimate Cao Chong.

I didn’t expect that this little person is actually the one who can compare with Kong Rong!

Cao Chong did not let Chen Lin change the topic successfully. He patted the dust on his body, expressionless, and said softly:

"Wenzhi, Changde, let's go!"

As he said that, he walked out of the inner door and was about to leave the yard.

"Why did you get here? Why did you get here?" Yang Biao quickly got up and called Cao Chong, while Cao Zhi on the side also stood up to dissuade him.

"Cang Shu, this is a banquet for military advisors to offer wine. You must not lose etiquette!"

Li Yan halfway through is an act of disrespect for the host. Cao Chong did this, undoubtedly slapping Chen Lin in the face, and he was walking in front of him, and his face was slapping.

"Don't get me wrong. Kura Shu came here this time because he was the father's order. Now that the task is completed, he naturally has to go back and report it!"

Cao Cao's order?

Yang Biao, Sima Fang, Chen Lin and the other two hesitated for a moment.

Cao Cao asked you, a child, to do something blatantly?

"I wonder what the Prime Minister wants to know?" Chen Lin is the owner of Qingyan Manor. Cao Chong came here to investigate. It was probably related to him, so he was also very nervous.

"Sorry, this matter is a secret of the court. I forgive Cao Chong for not giving any advice!"

"You..." Chen Lin waved, but Cao Chong had already stepped out of the inner room and even walked out of Qingyan Manor.

Zhou Buyi and Gao Yi followed behind him.

Huh~

After leaving this Qingyan Manor, Cao Chong breathed a sigh of relief. At this point, Cao Chong's purpose of coming to Qingyan Manor was achieved.

Not only did he gain a wave of reputation, but he made his talent famous in a short period of time, but he also made a start for the case he had.
Chapter completed!