He rolled to the Yanmen garrison... So, he held his nose and sent the other party away.

"Could it be that Wen Qi has a masterpiece?" At this thought, Cai Yong suppressed his anger and started talking to the other party.

"I'll tell you the truth, Mr. Cai." Gongsun Xun continued to hold the other party's hands and said. "In the past, when I was on a youth tour in Luozhong, I often missed the carefree time when I got along with you. Now, as an eunuch, I have only been away for a few months. This hall full of guests

I no longer recognize it... I feel quite emotional in my heart, but there are a few crooked poems that do not conform to the system."

"Oh!" Cai Yong just wanted to send the other party away at this time. How could he care about the system or not. "Poetry expresses ambition. As long as there is emotion and ambition mixed with it, it is a good poem. What format and system are needed? You want me?

Say, even if there is only one line of emotion, it is still a good poem!"

Gongsun Xun was immediately overjoyed: "This is Cai Gong's ambition. If I read this poem elsewhere, I'm afraid I will be laughed at by rotten scholars who are looking for chapters and sentences. That is to say, Cai Gong knows the goods..."

"Hurry up and read it!" Cai Yong felt that his hands that could play the fairy music were about to be crushed by the opponent, so he naturally urged him again and again.

Gongsun Xun shook his head and laughed: "Mr. Cai, the poem is already in my stomach, but just now I heard someone say something about family heirlooms. Could it be... is there any reward for doing a good job in this poem?"

How could Cai Bojie not know that the other party was coming to rob him again? But he was under the control of others at this time and could only nod his head quickly: "Wen Qi is very heroic. Let me tell you, no matter whether the system is suitable or not, this poem must be your most valuable

Ambition... So, there is no need for others to compose. How about just cutting off your poem? Why don't you just let go and recite it, and I will copy it for you as a gift?"

Gongsun Xun laughed again: "If you have a long career, you don't have to go to such trouble and waste your time and mine..."

Cai Yong immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "That's it..."

"That's it." Gongsun Xun added another half of his strength. "Why don't you ask Mr. Cai to give me something else. Last time Mr. Cai gave me the manuscript of the Seven Classics, my mother has always been grateful after seeing it, but it's a pity that it was too little. Listen,

You said there are tens of thousands of books in Duke Cai’s house?”

On the one hand, Cai Yong secretly hated the other party for being so greedy, but on the other hand, he was helpless. Instead, he wanted to send the other party away as soon as possible.

So, Cai Bojie immediately nodded with all his strength and said: "Isn't it just a collection of copied books? There are a lot of them stored in the East Pavilion of my house, including ones on cloth and bamboo slips. Let go and I will pick out a few for you.

yes!"

"I don't want the kind of cloth." Gongsun Xun said indifferently. "I just want old bamboo slips..."

"If it's a bamboo slip, as long as it's not an original copy, it doesn't matter if I give it to you!" Cai Yong became more and more anxious. "Quickly let go."

Gongsun Xun was overjoyed immediately. Although he loosened his grip a little, he still did not let go. Instead, he immediately called to the people in the hall: "Afan, Ziheng, Yi Gong... do you hear that? Go and carry the bamboo slips quickly. We must carry them."

The car is full!"

Gongsun Fan and others were stunned, but they also hurriedly shouted loudly, and then they saw the group of Liaoxi Han men heading straight to the East Pavilion of Cai Yong's house like bandits entering their home.

By the way, Cai Yong's uncle was also ranked as the ninth minister, so the house is naturally spacious, and the east pavilion is separated from the main hall by a wall... So there was a lot of dancing over there, and Cai Yong was held by the hand.

But I couldn't see the situation at all.

Of course, it's not that no one noticed the 'grand occasion' over there, and it's not that no one noticed that Cai Yong's servant wanted to report a message but was dragged back in front of the courtyard by a tall man from Western Liaoning with thin beard and hawk-like eyes... However, no one noticed

One person dares to speak.

how so?

Because during this period of time, everyone was whispering to each other, but they all knew that this vulgar man was actually the favorite disciple of the new Taiwei Wen Raogong, and he was even awarded the rank of Qian Shi as soon as he was recruited... Wen Raogong's love for this man,

It's obvious.

Besides, a barbarian from a county in the west of Liao Dynasty still has a military position and is about to leave Luoyang. Look at his majestic figure and the companions who are armed with swords and bows... I am a famous person, why should I stand in front of such a person?

What about calculation?

It is better to do less than to do more!

Just like that, Gongsun Xun stood in the hall with his head held high, holding Cai Yong with both hands, and started talking nonsense there as if no one else was around. All the celebrities in the hall also listened with expressionless faces... until Cai Yong could hardly hold himself back.

At that time, Gongsun Fan and Lu Fan came to the hall and slightly raised their hands to signal.

Gongsun Xun took a look at the sky, nodded, and let go of Cai Yong's hand: "Mr. Cai, I will go to Yanmen to defend the country in the bitter cold. You might as well send me to the door and listen to me again."

How about the poem that expresses ambition...?"

Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and then all the celebrities in the hall stood up almost instinctively, preparing to follow Cai Yong to send this plague god out.

"No matter what, no matter what!" Cai Yong didn't want to end it as soon as possible at this time.

As a result, Gongsun Xun and Cai Bozhe held hands in front, and a group of celebrities followed behind them until they reached the door.

As soon as he came outside the gate and saw the dozens of cars, Cai Yong felt as if he had been struck by lightning and almost fainted... As for the celebrities, they were all stunned and at a loss.

Gongsun Xun didn't change his expression, and directly dragged Cai Yong, who was stumbling, to the front of the imperial bus. He glanced at the so-called celebrities in the hall with a joking look, and then put his hands on the eaves of the car while speaking seriously.

He opened his mouth and came up with a few lines of crooked poetry that didn’t fit the system:

"Everyone, listen to my poem... The Suqin and the Golden Sutra are all in your arms, and everyone is singing the immortal sound. The hall of Duke Cai's house is full of guests, and they are all after Mr. Xun has left!"

After reciting, Gongsun Xun waved his hand, but finally let Cai Bojie go, and then got into the car.

For a moment, they saw a dozen cars lined up in a row, as if they were marching, pulling a full collection of books to the outside of the city right in front of everyone!

Cai Yong was so lost that he didn't know what to say, but all the guests in front of the door also changed their expressions... Without him, let's not talk about Gongsun Xun's robbery of books, nor the issue of whether the poems of this Liaoxi barbarian are in line with the current literary style system.

But in the poem just now, everyone clearly heard the domineering attitude of stepping on everyone to show his qualifications.

However, after a few breaths passed, although all the celebrities who were regarded as stepping stones changed their expressions, no one dared to refute it.

For a long time, it was Xin Ping and Xin Zhongzhi who had been hiding inside the door and did not go out. The first one could not help but sigh in a low voice: "Previously, Han Sui of Jincheng drew his sword and rode away alone; now there is Gongsun Xun of Liaoxi seizing the book."

The poem left behind, the train is moving... Yuan Tu, I just know today that all the heroes from the border counties can kill people!"

Every time he was silent, he was silent.

"Cai Yong was of a broad-minded nature, and he was known for his outspokenness and courage to remonstrate... At the end of the year of Xiping, he elected Yilang, and everyone raised him as a general to congratulate him. But he knew it himself, so he sighed privately: 'If I don't change my nature, I'm afraid disaster will come soon.

Well, my children are all young, but I only worry about the thousands of volumes of books in the East Pavilion, and I don't know where they belong! "When Taizu came to Luo to be appointed an official, he left his words and poems in the hall. Yong read them with great joy, and entrusted them with all the thousands of volumes of books.

.The Beauty of Scholars." "Miscellaneous Notes of Scholars". Collection of Books. Recorded by Anonymous Yan
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