Unfortunately, Feng Zhongduhu was too hungry and only saw food. He stopped the palace maid from continuing to pick up food for him.

The food was stingy and I couldn't get enough.

It’s still fun to eat by yourself.

Being urged to practice martial arts by General Zhendong every morning, Feng Zhongduhu's appetite was not as good as usual.

Like wind and clouds, by the time Wei Yan, who was sitting in front, was congratulating himself, Feng Zhongduhu had already eaten most of the bear's paw.

After Wei Yan sat down, Zhong Duhu wiped his lips and raised his glass. Just as he stood up, the emperor spoke first:

"The Protector of Zhongdu has an outstanding literary talent. On such a grand occasion, why not write an article to remember it?"

"Over the years, the name of Zhongduhu has been spread throughout the world, and thieves are famous and all are afraid of him. However, those who have military skills must use civil affairs."

"I haven't heard of Zhongduhu's new work for a long time. If Zhongduhu can write an article at this time, it will be the best congratulatory message."

Hearing this, Protector Feng Zhong was immediately startled and looked up at the little fat man.

But when I saw that round face was already glowing red, I didn't know whether it was because he was drunk or because he was drunk.

Or maybe you really believe that your brother-in-law can write a good article on the spot.

"good!"

Before Feng Zhongduhu spoke, all the ministers in the palace were already cheering loudly.

After Cao Zijian, the world's literary power was reduced to one stone, and Feng Mingwen monopolized eight battles.

The combination of civil and military forces in the Han Dynasty made the Han Dynasty more and more convinced that the Han Dynasty would prosper three times.

Adou's decision to move the capital to Chang'an so quickly was a sign of his confidence.

Everyone looked at Zhong Duhu and found that Zhong Duhu looked a little stunned.

It seems that he did not expect that His Majesty would make this request.

But everyone's interest was extremely high, and no one seemed to doubt the literary talent of the Central Protector.

But Jiang Wan smiled and said:

"I was not able to come to the formation in person to admire the heroic appearance of Zhongdu Hu in leading the army to defeat the bandits, but if I could be here and see Zhongdu Hu writing a composition, it would be enough to make up for the regret in my heart!"

The first glass of wine had been taken on an empty stomach. As soon as the drunkenness set in, the atmosphere in the palace began to become a little warm.

"Yes, yes!"

"The Protector of the Central Government, please show off your literary talents and let us have a look."

After all, Feng Zhongduhu had been leading the army for many years. Faced with this scene, he quickly restrained his emotions and bowed to the little fat man:

"Your Majesty has your orders, how dare I disobey you?"

"good!"

Some people have already started taking pictures of the case and cheering.

Zhongduhu took a sip of red wine and then walked to the middle of the hall.

step……

Which one is better to memorize?

In recent years, he has seldom recited poems and composed poems, because as he became more and more integrated into this era, the events of his previous life were increasingly forgotten.

If I hadn't written down a lot of things and hid them in boxes a few years ago when I first came here, I might have made a fool of myself in public this time.

Two steps...

Everyone began to quiet down and looked at Feng Zhongduhu who was in deep thought.

Three steps...

After taking another sip of wine, Feng Junhou finally spoke:

"The wind thunders at the command, and the sky shakes the earth."

"Driving across Heluo in a long way, heading straight towards Yanyou."

"The horses beat up the thieves and captured their blood, and the flags curled up and disturbed the bandits' heads."

"Return to register as the master and restore the old China."

"color!"

The crowd cheered loudly, and the clap of the case became louder and louder.

A poem in three steps, a poem in three steps!

He is indeed much stronger than Cao Zijian.

The little fat man was so happy that he almost lost his sight.

Those last two sentences simply scratched the itch in his heart, causing him to stand up uncontrollably, raise his glass and say to Feng Zhongduhu:

"Zhongduhu, this cup is my tribute to you. Please drink it!"

The emperor personally toasted, making all the ministers in the palace envious.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Feng Zhongduhu raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, then returned to his seat and sat down.

Regardless of the glances from the palace maid, Feng Zhongduhu breathed out a sigh of relief regardless of his appearance.

At the same time, I silently thanked the teacher of the elective course on poetry appreciation in college as usual - although I could no longer remember his name.

Even if they can stay in the palace, not everyone is qualified to congratulate the emperor.

After waiting for the qualified nobles and important ministers to congratulate him, he heard the emperor issue an edict:

"Play music and dance!"

At the same time, he also specifically ordered, "Sing the hymn that the Protector just recited."

The palace became more and more lively.

Seeing an opportunity, Protector Feng Zhong quietly left the hall under the pretext of changing his clothes.

On the west side of the front hall of Weiyang Palace are the offices of central government offices such as the Shangshutai, as well as royal offices such as the Shaofu Palace.

Feng Zhongduhu was familiar with this area for a long time. He was following behind the small yellow door and going to the toilet when he heard someone suddenly shout from behind:

"Zhongduhu!"

Protector Feng Zhong turned around to see clearly who was following him, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Brother!"

There are only three or four people in the world who can make the leader of the Xinghan Association call "Brother", and Zhuge Qiao is one of them.

Logically speaking, the title of Marquis of Wuxiang of the Zhuge family should be inherited by Zhuge Qiao.

But Zhuge Qiao refused and gave it to the little brat Zhuge Zhan.

So today, when I went to court to receive the title, Zhuge Qiao came first on behalf of Zhuge Zhan, and secondly to express his gratitude to the Prime Minister's wife - the Prime Minister's wife had rendered skillful skills to the country and was awarded the title of Lord Guangwu.

"How is your health, madam?"

Zhuge Qiao was a little happy when he heard that Feng Yong still called him "Brother", which was no different from before.

But when he heard the other party take the initiative to mention his mother, he couldn't help but calm down and sighed softly:

"It's still the same as before. Ever since you passed away, my mother has been depressed and depressed, and her health is not as good as before."

Protector Feng Zhong nodded:

"When I have free time in two days, I will go to the house with Sanniang to visit Madam."

The Prime Minister's wife studied "Lu Ban Shu" before, which caused some damage to her health.

Although she was nursed back to health later, she gave birth to Zhuge Zhan at an advanced age.

After several twists and turns, the body has been irreversibly damaged.

This is nothing serious. According to her physical condition, as long as she pays some attention, nothing serious should happen.

It was just God's will that the death of the prime minister dealt a very heavy blow to her. It is said that she even fell seriously ill in Hanzhong.

The Prime Minister's wife only came to Chang'an in the past few days because her body has not recovered.

"It's clear that the text is thoughtful."

"Yes, the Prime Minister views me as his disciple, the Madam as her nephew, and Sanniang as her daughter. If it were not inconvenient, Sanniang and I would wish to stay by Madam's side every day and listen to her teachings."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Qiao looked at Feng Yong, with a look on his face that included relief, joy, and relief:

"My mother once said that one of the proudest things in her life was letting Sanniang follow you. In her eyes, you are different from others."

"I also know that you are in a high position and are busy with official duties, but if you can take some time to visit her when you are free, my mother will definitely be happy."

Feng Yong nodded, looked at Zhuge Qiao, and sighed in his heart that this brother is really a rare and honest gentleman:

"Brother, what are your plans for the future?"

Zhuge Qiao was specially transferred from Nanzhong by Feng Yong and temporarily served as the grain and grass officer of the Guanzhong army.
To be continued...