Chapter 2066: 2066
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Panyang Prefecture is also called Panyang county. The officials in one Prefecture and seven counties are completely controlled by the yanwang Prefecture. It should be said that these officials are all people of the yanwang Prefecture. Therefore, the Wangling in the yanwang Prefecture of Panyang county is more effective than the imperial edict.
There are not many regular garrisons in Panyang mansion, only 8000 people, but there are more than 20000 private troops in the royal mansion, more than the total troops in the three surrounding prefectures. If the royal mansion of Yan wants to revolt, it can immediately take all the three surrounding prefectures.
This shows how important the power of Yan's palace is.
It covers hundreds of Mu in a garden in the prince Yan's mansion.
Cao Jing in Luoyi is depressed.
She has been back to Prince Yan's mansion for more than a month. At the beginning, she was still very happy to find her father. After returning to the mansion, she found that there was no family relationship she longed for.
In particular, her brothers and sisters are not only indifferent to her, but also make comments and ridicule her from time to time.
Therefore, she repeatedly proposed to her father that she wanted to return to Yunshui sword sect, but she was rejected.
"I don't know if younger martial brother would miss me?"
Looking at the lotus pond ahead, Cao thought quietly.
Just then.
A young girl came down to the pond with a group of servant girls, and a flash of ridicule passed in her eyes: "nine younger sister, are you dazed by the pond again?"
"Eight elder sisters!"
Cao Jing responded weakly.
Cao Kui, the king of Yan, has eleven children. Cao JingZhan has nine. There are eight elder brothers and sisters on top of her and one younger brother and sister behind her.
Cao Kon's younger brother is only five years old. His younger sister is still suckling.
"Jiu Mei, why don't you go to the poetry fair with me instead of staring at the pond here?" Cao Yue said sincerely, but her eyes flashed a sense of cruelty. As far as she knew, the younger sister had a lot of martial arts, but she didn't know the language. Taking her to poetry would let her know how rough she was.
At that time, she will spread her rough reputation to the whole Panyang county. At that time, when it reaches the father's ear, will the other side love the girl so much?
If it comes to Mr. Su's ears again, he will not take such a rude girl as his wife, so she will have a chance.
Cao Jing shook his head: "forget eight elder sisters, I won't go. I'm not interested in those poems at all!"
"Nine younger sister you promise eight elder sister, if you don't go, I go alone also have no meaning, calculate elder sister to beg you!" Cao Yue takes Cao Jing's hand and pleads.
Seeing eight elder sisters pleading, Cao Jing can't help but fall into hesitation. Among her elder brothers and sisters, Cao Yue is only kind to her. After thinking about it, she has to promise.
"It's very kind of you, nine younger sister. I've ordered people to prepare the carriage. Let's go now!" The excitement on Cao Yue's face.
In a short time, a luxurious carriage drove out of the palace and went straight to Fengwu mountain in the suburb.
This poem is organized by the beginning of the red sleeve Poetry Association.
The red sleeve poetry club is composed of a group of government ladies, and the title of the poem is Chang Shuqin. She is the sister of Pan Yang mansion. She is thirty years old and a widow. However, although she is a woman, she has a lot of poetic talents. Many of her poems will be sought after by scholars and scholars. Therefore, she has a great reputation in the Panyang County generation.
Half an hour later, the carriage of Prince Yan's mansion finally came down to the pavilion in the middle of Fengwu mountain under the guard of the guard.
The pavilions have been strictly guarded by the bodyguards of the ladies of all the houses. Ordinary people can't get close to them at all.
"Jiu Mei, here we are. Let's get off!" Cao Yue reminds me.
"Oh!"
Cao Jing nodded and got out of the car with Cao Yue. She felt that she didn't need to be pinched when walking. She was the king's daughter now. She should pay attention to her manners when walking and talking, so as not to lose the face of the king's mansion. She was as free as in Yunshui sword school. She could walk as she wanted.
For a while, she was more nostalgic for Yunshui sword sect, master and younger martial brother.
Soon, the two sisters came to the pavilion, and the young ladies of the government got up to salute them.
Cao Yue waved her hand gently to show the demeanor of Wang NV: "sisters and sisters don't need to be polite. Please take a seat quickly. By the way, I'd like to introduce to you, this is my nine younger sister Cao Jing. She has been practicing martial arts in the martial arts school since she was a child. She just came back recently!"
When the young lady of the official family heard this, there was something different on her face. Many people even sneered at her.
It's just a waste of her identity that the granddaughter went to learn those vulgar martial arts.
Then, under the chairmanship of Chang Shuqin, the poetry meeting began.
This group of young ladies of the official family have certain talent, and they are prepared in advance. At one time, they read out the poems of the occasion, especially those made by Cao Yue.
Only Cao Jing sat there alone, as if she were not from the same world as everyone else, and she felt extremely bored. If she had not accompanied Cao Yue, she would have got up and left.
"Nine younger sister, why don't you do one!"Cao Yue suddenly looks at Cao Jing.
"Ah, I won't!"
Cao Jing said with an embarrassed face.
"Pooh!"
"Cluck!"
Her words immediately ushered in her official lady's chuckle.
Hearing the laughter of the crowd, Cao Jing's face couldn't help blushing.
"It doesn't matter. Do whatever you like. Everyone is playing anyway!" Cao Yue continues to persuade.
"Yes, Miss Jing, everyone is playing around. You can write at will. We don't prescribe your subject matter!" Chang Shuqin also persuades, she faintly understood Cao Yue's intention.
Although his eldest brother is a magistrate, he still lives in Lord Yan's mansion. Therefore, it is necessary for her to help him please the lady of the mansion, so that his eldest brother's position will be more stable.
For a while, Cao Jing's face was even redder. Just as she was about to say no, a voice suddenly came to her ear. When she heard the voice, she could not help but show a very surprised expression on her face.
"Nine younger sister, what's the matter with you?" Cao Yue pretends to be concerned.
"It's OK, then I'll make a poem!" Cao Jing's stammering way.
"Well, nine younger sister quickly read your poem out!" Cao Yue urged.
Cao Jing nodded and chanted, "life is a hero, death is also a ghost. So far, he is a tyrant and refuses to cross Jiangdong!"
In this world, there is also a overlord. However, his surname is Li, whose martial arts are world-famous. He is a first-class expert. In the battlefield, he can be said to be thunderbolt, but he was defeated by the founding emperor of Zhou Dynasty and killed himself before heijiang with his own soldiers.
But even when he arrived at Wei state, his story still spread.
Hearing the poem read by Cao Jing, Cao Yue can't help but froze. She never dreamed that Cao Jing could write such a good poem, but this poem is very suitable for her warrior identity, and only the warrior can write such a powerful poem.
Chang Shuqin praised the poem once, and then said, "OK, Miss Jing's poem is so good!"
Her official ladies also praised her. For a while, Cao Yue's face was gloomy.
Cao Jing, who was praised by others, was not proud at all. But he secretly said in his heart, "younger martial brother is really good. Just write a poem and let these young ladies praise each other."
Thinking of this, her eyes couldn't help staring at it. A voice came to her ears: "elder martial sister, don't look around, be careful of revealing the stuffing!"
Suddenly, Cao Jing did not dare to look at random, but her heart is full of urgency, want to see younger martial brother as soon as possible.
"By the way, a few days ago, I asked you to taste my words!" At this time, Cao Yue's voice sounded, and she made the words to read out.
This song is above the standard, so it has also been praised by the girls.
After reading the words, Cao Yue looked at Cao Jing and said, "nine younger sisters, you may as well make a word!"
Cao Jing, who just said that she would not, heard the voice coming from her ear again. She quickly swallowed her words and said: "if life is just the first time, what's wrong with autumn wind and painting fan?". If you change your mind, it will change your mind.
Lishan language, after a long night, has no complaints. How lucky the royal guards are! I wish to join you on that day! "
As soon as the poem came out, the whole scene was quiet, and everyone's face was filled with shock and inconceivable, especially Chang Shuqin, who didn't know what to think of, fell into tears, and repeatedly recited the words "if life is just like the first time, what's wrong with autumn wind and sad painting fan" in his mouth.
As for Cao Yue, she was so jealous that she wanted to spread Cao Jing's vulgarity. Now it seems that she needs to complete her fame. If these two poems spread, I'm afraid, she will be known as the first talented woman in Panyang county.
Suddenly, she felt that Cao Jing could not learn the way of poetry when she was young. Did she copy others?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but say: "nine younger sister, these two poems of yours can't be copied from others, right?"
"Yes, eight elder sisters, how do you know?"
Cao Jing said with a smile.
"Whose do you copy?" Cao Yue snapped, "how can you copy other people's poems casually? If it is spread out, where is the face of Prince Yan's residence?"
"It doesn't matter, elder martial sister. These two poems are written by my younger martial brother!" Cao Jingdao.
"Who is your younger martial brother?"
Chang Shuqin asked.
Cao Jing said proudly, "my younger martial brother, he is a well-known talent. He was the first time he took the examination of children!"
"It's not a boy, what a wonder!" Cao Yue is very disdainful.
Cao Jing continued: "don't worry, sister eight. I haven't finished yet. My younger martial brother not only won the entrance examination of Tong Sheng, but also became a scholar. Later, my younger martial brother took the entrance examination of the whole family. However, before I put it on the list, I went back to the palace. But with my younger martial brother's talent, I'm sure to win!"
"The whole people are so good!" Cao Yue sneered.
"No, younger martial brother must be able to win!"
Cao Jing said with a positive face."What's your younger martial brother's name, Miss Jing?" Chang asked.
"My junior brother's name is song Yan!"
Cao Jingdao.
Chang Shuqin exclaimed, "isn't it song Yan, song Ziyu, the Duke of Jieyuan in Hanzhou who can't make it? I heard that he has been accepted as a disciple by Cai Zixiao, the famous emperor of literature in the dynasty. He is from Huangshan County! By the way, how old is your younger martial brother, Miss Jing? "
"Not yet Fourteen!"
"That can't be wrong, it must be him!" Chang Shuqin is quite sure that among the Jieyuan gongs in jiudazhou Province, song Ziyu is the youngest. It's said that he has the talent of the number one scholar.
[author's extraneous remarks]: one change
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Panyang Prefecture is also called Panyang county. The officials in one Prefecture and seven counties are completely controlled by the yanwang Prefecture. It should be said that these officials are all people of the yanwang Prefecture. Therefore, the Wangling in the yanwang Prefecture of Panyang county is more effective than the imperial edict.
There are not many regular garrisons in Panyang mansion, only 8000 people, but there are more than 20000 private troops in the royal mansion, more than the total troops in the three surrounding prefectures. If the royal mansion of Yan wants to revolt, it can immediately take all the three surrounding prefectures.
This shows how important the power of Yan's palace is.
It covers hundreds of Mu in a garden in the prince Yan's mansion.
Cao Jing in Luoyi is depressed.
She has been back to Prince Yan's mansion for more than a month. At the beginning, she was still very happy to find her father. After returning to the mansion, she found that there was no family relationship she longed for.
In particular, her brothers and sisters are not only indifferent to her, but also make comments and ridicule her from time to time.
Therefore, she repeatedly proposed to her father that she wanted to return to Yunshui sword sect, but she was rejected.
"I don't know if younger martial brother would miss me?"
Looking at the lotus pond ahead, Cao thought quietly.
Just then.
A young girl came down to the pond with a group of servant girls, and a flash of ridicule passed in her eyes: "nine younger sister, are you dazed by the pond again?"
"Eight elder sisters!"
Cao Jing responded weakly.
Cao Kui, the king of Yan, has eleven children. Cao JingZhan has nine. There are eight elder brothers and sisters on top of her and one younger brother and sister behind her.
Cao Kon's younger brother is only five years old. His younger sister is still suckling.
"Jiu Mei, why don't you go to the poetry fair with me instead of staring at the pond here?" Cao Yue said sincerely, but her eyes flashed a sense of cruelty. As far as she knew, the younger sister had a lot of martial arts, but she didn't know the language. Taking her to poetry would let her know how rough she was.
At that time, she will spread her rough reputation to the whole Panyang county. At that time, when it reaches the father's ear, will the other side love the girl so much?
If it comes to Mr. Su's ears again, he will not take such a rude girl as his wife, so she will have a chance.
Cao Jing shook his head: "forget eight elder sisters, I won't go. I'm not interested in those poems at all!"
"Nine younger sister you promise eight elder sister, if you don't go, I go alone also have no meaning, calculate elder sister to beg you!" Cao Yue takes Cao Jing's hand and pleads.
Seeing eight elder sisters pleading, Cao Jing can't help but fall into hesitation. Among her elder brothers and sisters, Cao Yue is only kind to her. After thinking about it, she has to promise.
"It's very kind of you, nine younger sister. I've ordered people to prepare the carriage. Let's go now!" The excitement on Cao Yue's face.
In a short time, a luxurious carriage drove out of the palace and went straight to Fengwu mountain in the suburb.
This poem is organized by the beginning of the red sleeve Poetry Association.
The red sleeve poetry club is composed of a group of government ladies, and the title of the poem is Chang Shuqin. She is the sister of Pan Yang mansion. She is thirty years old and a widow. However, although she is a woman, she has a lot of poetic talents. Many of her poems will be sought after by scholars and scholars. Therefore, she has a great reputation in the Panyang County generation.
Half an hour later, the carriage of Prince Yan's mansion finally came down to the pavilion in the middle of Fengwu mountain under the guard of the guard.
The pavilions have been strictly guarded by the bodyguards of the ladies of all the houses. Ordinary people can't get close to them at all.
"Jiu Mei, here we are. Let's get off!" Cao Yue reminds me.
"Oh!"
Cao Jing nodded and got out of the car with Cao Yue. She felt that she didn't need to be pinched when walking. She was the king's daughter now. She should pay attention to her manners when walking and talking, so as not to lose the face of the king's mansion. She was as free as in Yunshui sword school. She could walk as she wanted.
For a while, she was more nostalgic for Yunshui sword sect, master and younger martial brother.
Soon, the two sisters came to the pavilion, and the young ladies of the government got up to salute them.
Cao Yue waved her hand gently to show the demeanor of Wang NV: "sisters and sisters don't need to be polite. Please take a seat quickly. By the way, I'd like to introduce to you, this is my nine younger sister Cao Jing. She has been practicing martial arts in the martial arts school since she was a child. She just came back recently!"
When the young lady of the official family heard this, there was something different on her face. Many people even sneered at her.
It's just a waste of her identity that the granddaughter went to learn those vulgar martial arts.
Then, under the chairmanship of Chang Shuqin, the poetry meeting began.
This group of young ladies of the official family have certain talent, and they are prepared in advance. At one time, they read out the poems of the occasion, especially those made by Cao Yue.
Only Cao Jing sat there alone, as if she were not from the same world as everyone else, and she felt extremely bored. If she had not accompanied Cao Yue, she would have got up and left.
"Nine younger sister, why don't you do one!"Cao Yue suddenly looks at Cao Jing.
"Ah, I won't!"
Cao Jing said with an embarrassed face.
"Pooh!"
"Cluck!"
Her words immediately ushered in her official lady's chuckle.
Hearing the laughter of the crowd, Cao Jing's face couldn't help blushing.
"It doesn't matter. Do whatever you like. Everyone is playing anyway!" Cao Yue continues to persuade.
"Yes, Miss Jing, everyone is playing around. You can write at will. We don't prescribe your subject matter!" Chang Shuqin also persuades, she faintly understood Cao Yue's intention.
Although his eldest brother is a magistrate, he still lives in Lord Yan's mansion. Therefore, it is necessary for her to help him please the lady of the mansion, so that his eldest brother's position will be more stable.
For a while, Cao Jing's face was even redder. Just as she was about to say no, a voice suddenly came to her ear. When she heard the voice, she could not help but show a very surprised expression on her face.
"Nine younger sister, what's the matter with you?" Cao Yue pretends to be concerned.
"It's OK, then I'll make a poem!" Cao Jing's stammering way.
"Well, nine younger sister quickly read your poem out!" Cao Yue urged.
Cao Jing nodded and chanted, "life is a hero, death is also a ghost. So far, he is a tyrant and refuses to cross Jiangdong!"
In this world, there is also a overlord. However, his surname is Li, whose martial arts are world-famous. He is a first-class expert. In the battlefield, he can be said to be thunderbolt, but he was defeated by the founding emperor of Zhou Dynasty and killed himself before heijiang with his own soldiers.
But even when he arrived at Wei state, his story still spread.
Hearing the poem read by Cao Jing, Cao Yue can't help but froze. She never dreamed that Cao Jing could write such a good poem, but this poem is very suitable for her warrior identity, and only the warrior can write such a powerful poem.
Chang Shuqin praised the poem once, and then said, "OK, Miss Jing's poem is so good!"
Her official ladies also praised her. For a while, Cao Yue's face was gloomy.
Cao Jing, who was praised by others, was not proud at all. But he secretly said in his heart, "younger martial brother is really good. Just write a poem and let these young ladies praise each other."
Thinking of this, her eyes couldn't help staring at it. A voice came to her ears: "elder martial sister, don't look around, be careful of revealing the stuffing!"
Suddenly, Cao Jing did not dare to look at random, but her heart is full of urgency, want to see younger martial brother as soon as possible.
"By the way, a few days ago, I asked you to taste my words!" At this time, Cao Yue's voice sounded, and she made the words to read out.
This song is above the standard, so it has also been praised by the girls.
After reading the words, Cao Yue looked at Cao Jing and said, "nine younger sisters, you may as well make a word!"
Cao Jing, who just said that she would not, heard the voice coming from her ear again. She quickly swallowed her words and said: "if life is just the first time, what's wrong with autumn wind and painting fan?". If you change your mind, it will change your mind.
Lishan language, after a long night, has no complaints. How lucky the royal guards are! I wish to join you on that day! "
As soon as the poem came out, the whole scene was quiet, and everyone's face was filled with shock and inconceivable, especially Chang Shuqin, who didn't know what to think of, fell into tears, and repeatedly recited the words "if life is just like the first time, what's wrong with autumn wind and sad painting fan" in his mouth.
As for Cao Yue, she was so jealous that she wanted to spread Cao Jing's vulgarity. Now it seems that she needs to complete her fame. If these two poems spread, I'm afraid, she will be known as the first talented woman in Panyang county.
Suddenly, she felt that Cao Jing could not learn the way of poetry when she was young. Did she copy others?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but say: "nine younger sister, these two poems of yours can't be copied from others, right?"
"Yes, eight elder sisters, how do you know?"
Cao Jing said with a smile.
"Whose do you copy?" Cao Yue snapped, "how can you copy other people's poems casually? If it is spread out, where is the face of Prince Yan's residence?"
"It doesn't matter, elder martial sister. These two poems are written by my younger martial brother!" Cao Jingdao.
"Who is your younger martial brother?"
Chang Shuqin asked.
Cao Jing said proudly, "my younger martial brother, he is a well-known talent. He was the first time he took the examination of children!"
"It's not a boy, what a wonder!" Cao Yue is very disdainful.
Cao Jing continued: "don't worry, sister eight. I haven't finished yet. My younger martial brother not only won the entrance examination of Tong Sheng, but also became a scholar. Later, my younger martial brother took the entrance examination of the whole family. However, before I put it on the list, I went back to the palace. But with my younger martial brother's talent, I'm sure to win!"
"The whole people are so good!" Cao Yue sneered.
"No, younger martial brother must be able to win!"
Cao Jing said with a positive face."What's your younger martial brother's name, Miss Jing?" Chang asked.
"My junior brother's name is song Yan!"
Cao Jingdao.
Chang Shuqin exclaimed, "isn't it song Yan, song Ziyu, the Duke of Jieyuan in Hanzhou who can't make it? I heard that he has been accepted as a disciple by Cai Zixiao, the famous emperor of literature in the dynasty. He is from Huangshan County! By the way, how old is your younger martial brother, Miss Jing? "
"Not yet Fourteen!"
"That can't be wrong, it must be him!" Chang Shuqin is quite sure that among the Jieyuan gongs in jiudazhou Province, song Ziyu is the youngest. It's said that he has the talent of the number one scholar.
[author's extraneous remarks]: one change
Panyang Prefecture is also called Panyang county. The officials in one Prefecture and seven counties are completely controlled by the yanwang Prefecture. It should be said that these officials are all people of the yanwang Prefecture. Therefore, the Wangling in the yanwang Prefecture of Panyang county is more effective than the imperial edict. There are not many regular garrisons in Panyang mansion, only 8000 people, but there are more than 20000 private troops in the royal mansion, more than the total troops in the three surrounding prefectures. If the royal mansion of Yan wants to revolt, it can immediately take all the three surrounding prefectures. This shows how important the power of Yan's palace is. It covers hundreds of Mu in a garden in the prince Yan's mansion. Cao Jing in Luoyi is depressed. She has been back to Prince Yan's mansion for more than a month. At the beginning, she was still very happy to find her father. After returning to the mansion, she found that there was no family relationship she longed for. In particular, her brothers and sisters are not only indifferent to her, but also make comments and ridicule her from time to time. Therefore, she repeatedly proposed to her father that she wanted to return to Yunshui sword sect, but she was rejected. "I don't know if younger martial brother would miss me?" Looking at the lotus pond ahead, Cao thought quietly. Just then. A young girl came down to the pond with a group of servant girls, and a flash of ridicule passed in her eyes: "nine younger sister, are you dazed by the pond again?" "Eight elder sisters!" Cao Jing responded weakly. Cao Kui, the king of Yan, has eleven children. Cao JingZhan has nine. There are eight elder brothers and sisters on top of her and one younger brother and sister behind her. Cao Kon's younger brother is only five years old. His younger sister is still suckling. "Jiu Mei, why don't you go to the poetry fair with me instead of staring at the pond here?" Cao Yue said sincerely, but her eyes flashed a sense of cruelty. As far as she knew, the younger sister had a lot of martial arts, but she didn't know the language. Taking her to poetry would let her know how rough she was. At that time, she will spread her rough reputation to the whole Panyang county. At that time, when it reaches the father's ear, will the other side love the girl so much? If it comes to Mr. Su's ears again, he will not take such a rude girl as his wife, so she will have a chance. Cao Jing shook his head: "forget eight elder sisters, I won't go. I'm not interested in those poems at all!" "Nine younger sister you promise eight elder sister, if you don't go, I go alone also have no meaning, calculate elder sister to beg you!" Cao Yue takes Cao Jing's hand and pleads. Seeing eight elder sisters pleading, Cao Jing can't help but fall into hesitation. Among her elder brothers and sisters, Cao Yue is only kind to her. After thinking about it, she has to promise. "It's very kind of you, nine younger sister. I've ordered people to prepare the carriage. Let's go now!" The excitement on Cao Yue's face. In a short time, a luxurious carriage drove out of the palace and went straight to Fengwu mountain in the suburb. This poem is organized by the beginning of the red sleeve Poetry Association. The red sleeve poetry club is composed of a group of government ladies, and the title of the poem is Chang Shuqin. She is the sister of Pan Yang mansion. She is thirty years old and a widow. However, although she is a woman, she has a lot of poetic talents. Many of her poems will be sought after by scholars and scholars. Therefore, she has a great reputation in the Panyang County generation. Half an hour later, the carriage of Prince Yan's mansion finally came down to the pavilion in the middle of Fengwu mountain under the guard of the guard. The pavilions have been strictly guarded by the bodyguards of the ladies of all the houses. Ordinary people can't get close to them at all. "Jiu Mei, here we are. Let's get off!" Cao Yue reminds me. "Oh!" Cao Jing nodded and got out of the car with Cao Yue. She felt that she didn't need to be pinched when walking. She was the king's daughter now. She should pay attention to her manners when walking and talking, so as not to lose the face of the king's mansion. She was as free as in Yunshui sword school. She could walk as she wanted. For a while, she was more nostalgic for Yunshui sword sect, master and younger martial brother. Soon, the two sisters came to the pavilion, and the young ladies of the government got up to salute them. Cao Yue waved her hand gently to show the demeanor of Wang NV: "sisters and sisters don't need to be polite. Please take a seat quickly. By the way, I'd like to introduce to you, this is my nine younger sister Cao Jing. She has been practicing martial arts in the martial arts school since she was a child. She just came back recently!" When the young lady of the official family heard this, there was something different on her face. Many people even sneered at her. It's just a waste of her identity that the granddaughter went to learn those vulgar martial arts. Then, under the chairmanship of Chang Shuqin, the poetry meeting began. This group of young ladies of the official family have certain talent, and they are prepared in advance. At one time, they read out the poems of the occasion, especially those made by Cao Yue. Only Cao Jing sat there alone, as if she were not from the same world as everyone else, and she felt extremely bored. If she had not accompanied Cao Yue, she would have got up and left. "Nine younger sister, why don't you do one!"Cao Yue suddenly looks at Cao Jing. "Ah, I won't!" Cao Jing said with an embarrassed face. "Pooh!" "Cluck!" Her words immediately ushered in her official lady's chuckle. Hearing the laughter of the crowd, Cao Jing's face couldn't help blushing. "It doesn't matter. Do whatever you like. Everyone is playing anyway!" Cao Yue continues to persuade. "Yes, Miss Jing, everyone is playing around. You can write at will. We don't prescribe your subject matter!" Chang Shuqin also persuades, she faintly understood Cao Yue's intention. Although his eldest brother is a magistrate, he still lives in Lord Yan's mansion. Therefore, it is necessary for her to help him please the lady of the mansion, so that his eldest brother's position will be more stable. For a while, Cao Jing's face was even redder. Just as she was about to say no, a voice suddenly came to her ear. When she heard the voice, she could not help but show a very surprised expression on her face. "Nine younger sister, what's the matter with you?" Cao Yue pretends to be concerned. "It's OK, then I'll make a poem!" Cao Jing's stammering way. "Well, nine younger sister quickly read your poem out!" Cao Yue urged. Cao Jing nodded and chanted, "life is a hero, death is also a ghost. So far, he is a tyrant and refuses to cross Jiangdong!" In this world, there is also a overlord. However, his surname is Li, whose martial arts are world-famous. He is a first-class expert. In the battlefield, he can be said to be thunderbolt, but he was defeated by the founding emperor of Zhou Dynasty and killed himself before heijiang with his own soldiers. But even when he arrived at Wei state, his story still spread. Hearing the poem read by Cao Jing, Cao Yue can't help but froze. She never dreamed that Cao Jing could write such a good poem, but this poem is very suitable for her warrior identity, and only the warrior can write such a powerful poem. Chang Shuqin praised the poem once, and then said, "OK, Miss Jing's poem is so good!" Her official ladies also praised her. For a while, Cao Yue's face was gloomy. Cao Jing, who was praised by others, was not proud at all. But he secretly said in his heart, "younger martial brother is really good. Just write a poem and let these young ladies praise each other." Thinking of this, her eyes couldn't help staring at it. A voice came to her ears: "elder martial sister, don't look around, be careful of revealing the stuffing!" Suddenly, Cao Jing did not dare to look at random, but her heart is full of urgency, want to see younger martial brother as soon as possible. "By the way, a few days ago, I asked you to taste my words!" At this time, Cao Yue's voice sounded, and she made the words to read out. This song is above the standard, so it has also been praised by the girls. After reading the words, Cao Yue looked at Cao Jing and said, "nine younger sisters, you may as well make a word!" Cao Jing, who just said that she would not, heard the voice coming from her ear again. She quickly swallowed her words and said: "if life is just the first time, what's wrong with autumn wind and painting fan?". If you change your mind, it will change your mind. Lishan language, after a long night, has no complaints. How lucky the royal guards are! I wish to join you on that day! " As soon as the poem came out, the whole scene was quiet, and everyone's face was filled with shock and inconceivable, especially Chang Shuqin, who didn't know what to think of, fell into tears, and repeatedly recited the words "if life is just like the first time, what's wrong with autumn wind and sad painting fan" in his mouth. As for Cao Yue, she was so jealous that she wanted to spread Cao Jing's vulgarity. Now it seems that she needs to complete her fame. If these two poems spread, I'm afraid, she will be known as the first talented woman in Panyang county. Suddenly, she felt that Cao Jing could not learn the way of poetry when she was young. Did she copy others? Thinking of this, she couldn't help but say: "nine younger sister, these two poems of yours can't be copied from others, right?" "Yes, eight elder sisters, how do you know?" Cao Jing said with a smile. "Whose do you copy?" Cao Yue snapped, "how can you copy other people's poems casually? If it is spread out, where is the face of Prince Yan's residence?" "It doesn't matter, elder martial sister. These two poems are written by my younger martial brother!" Cao Jingdao. "Who is your younger martial brother?" Chang Shuqin asked. Cao Jing said proudly, "my younger martial brother, he is a well-known talent. He was the first time he took the examination of children!" "It's not a boy, what a wonder!" Cao Yue is very disdainful. Cao Jing continued: "don't worry, sister eight. I haven't finished yet. My younger martial brother not only won the entrance examination of Tong Sheng, but also became a scholar. Later, my younger martial brother took the entrance examination of the whole family. However, before I put it on the list, I went back to the palace. But with my younger martial brother's talent, I'm sure to win!" "The whole people are so good!" Cao Yue sneered. "No, younger martial brother must be able to win!" Cao Jing said with a positive face."What's your younger martial brother's name, Miss Jing?" Chang asked. "My junior brother's name is song Yan!" Cao Jingdao. Chang Shuqin exclaimed, "isn't it song Yan, song Ziyu, the Duke of Jieyuan in Hanzhou who can't make it? I heard that he has been accepted as a disciple by Cai Zixiao, the famous emperor of literature in the dynasty. He is from Huangshan County! By the way, how old is your younger martial brother, Miss Jing? " "Not yet Fourteen!" "That can't be wrong, it must be him!" Chang Shuqin is quite sure that among the Jieyuan gongs in jiudazhou Province, song Ziyu is the youngest. It's said that he has the talent of the number one scholar. author's extraneous remarks: one change
