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Chapter 1574: A laugh from the sea

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    I glanced at Yao Guang, and Yao Guang also shook his head, indicating that he didn¡¯t know this person either.

    Wanyan Lu, who was on the side, smiled and said to the man: "It turns out that Guo Changshi is here, please come quickly, please, please, please."

    After saying that, he turned to me and introduced: "General Duhu, you have been in Shuofang for the past six months and have no idea about the affairs of the court. This is Mr. Guo Wenbao and Guo, the current emperor's permanent attendant."

    Changshi Hanlin?  I understand, he is just a royal scholar!

    This person has a Han surname and has gained favor recently. No surprise, he surrendered from the Song Dynasty. He is good at writing and writing, and is favored by Jin Shizong, who yearns for the culture of the Central Plains.  The prime minister's disciple is a third-grade official, and the emperor's driving dog is also called a marquis. No wonder Wanyan Lu would be polite to him It turns out that he is a flattering dog around the emperor!

    "I heard that there are distinguished guests in Zuo Xiang's house today, and I'm here to join in the fun. Is this the Duhu General who just defeated the Wanggumeng people in the north?" Guo Wenbao glanced at me sideways, and he really thought of himself.  Lu's seat.

    "Exactly! Young talents like General Duhu are the hope of our Kingdom of Jin!" Wanyan Lu patted my shoulder seriously.

    Guo Wenbao picked up the tea cup, took a sip of tea, smiled lightly at me and said: "I have been taking some time off recently, and I also went to the Qingsi Pavilion to sit for a while, and saw General Duhu's calligraphy. Frankly speaking, as a martial artist, the general's  The calligraphy and painting are pretty good. But, haha"

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off to go whoring and say it¡¯s okay to go whoring, so you have to cover it up in such a weird way.  I came here to find a target, not to talk nonsense with you, a cultural traitor!

    "Of course I can't compare with you. Who are you? If the emperor's regular attendant is incompetent, how could he be hired by the emperor from the Song Dynasty to serve as an errand?" I smiled coldly and said: "Mr. Guo is so handsome.  Song Ziyuan's talent and learning should be compared to Song Shaolian's. He is a scholar with strong bones and correct writing."

    Most of these Jurchen dignitaries are people who don't understand that culture. After hearing what I said, in order to curry favor with this Guo Changshi, they all agreed: "Yes, General Duhu has great views. Guo Changshi is indeed as beautiful as Song Ziyuan, and he is better than Song Shaolian."  .¡±

    But Guo Wenbao suddenly turned pale and ugly.

    Song Ziyuan is Song Yu, a first-class handsome guy, but he has no backbone and finally rebelled against his mentor Qu Yuan.  Song Shaolian was another name for Song Zhiwen, one of the most courageous literati in the Tang Dynasty. In order to gain favor, he even hinted that Wu Zetian could sleep with him

    Guo Wenbao knows better than anyone that I am scolding him for being a weakling and a lackey of the Jin people.

    Although Wanyan Lu didn't know what I meant, he probably knew from Guo Wenbao's expression that what I said was not a good thing, so he smoothed things over and said, "Don't just talk, let's pick up the cups and have a drink."  ¡­¡±

    "Wait a minute!" Guo Wenbao suddenly stood up and said coldly to me: "Don't drink the wine. I heard there is something in the general's words. Does it seem that there is dissatisfaction with the Holy Grace in his words?"

    I¡¯m going to go, this grandson is going to put a shit basin on my head!  I called you a lackey, why did the Holy Spirit get involved?  This grandson has no shame at all for using the banner as a tiger's skin!

    I was about to explain, but Wanyan Lu stroked his beard and said for me: "Chang Shi is serious. How could General Duhu mean this?"

    "Since I'm not dissatisfied with the Holy Grace, then am I dissatisfied with the Holy Grace's grace?" Guo Wenbao snorted coldly: "Although I am a Han, my feelings for the Holy Grace's grace are like the endless stream of the river. Are you not satisfied?  I, that is, am dissatisfied with Your Majesty. In this case, I believe that I am still really talented and learned. Let¡¯s compare poems and songs to see if the so-called hope of the Jin Kingdom in the mouth of the left prime minister is worthy of the name.¡±

    Damn it!

    The pedantic literati have so many things to do and always force themselves to find opportunities to shine.  You don't even look at where this is, a private banquet for powerful ministers. You are here, and people respect you. It's just a superficial politeness, but you are making fun of it.  If you don't even buy the respect of the left prime minister of the DPRK, isn't this looking for death?  What a cultural idiot!

    "I'm sorry, I'm not interested!" I said coldly.

    "In this case, I can only go to the pilgrimage to see the Holy Spirit. Regarding the general's remarks at Zuo Xiang's Mansion, I may have to talk to the Holy Spirit!"

    "That's too much!" Liu Dajin yelled angrily.

    Wanyan Lu smiled slightly, waved his hand towards the tall, bald man next to me and said, "Generals, don't be angry. In this case, let General Duhu and Mr. Chang Shi write random poems to meet their friends, which can be regarded as entertaining everyone."  !¡±

    Seeing that he had succeeded, Guo Wenbao let out a smile and said to everyone: "Everyone, I am not claiming to be a literary talent, I am a saint.Oh my great love, the Holy One said, I have only eight liters of talent in the capital city. It seems that in the other two liters, this lone tiger general can also occupy three to five liters!  If you are interested, you can also attach a poem. However, I still have to go back to play chess with the Holy Master, so I will express my feelings first!  "

    "This man is really mean. He combines the worst and most pedantic characteristics of ancient literati. No wonder Liu Dajin was muttering to the side and wanted to rip off his head and kick it as a ball.

    "The Emperor's grace is so great that I will write the next poem with the title of His Majesty's Grace for everyone to appreciate!" Guo Wenbao, as if he was familiar with it, stepped forward and took Wanyan Lu's personal official pen and wrote: "Lie Lie Bei"  The wind has begun to change, and dust is everywhere in the universe. People are starving to death in the Song Dynasty. Don't believe that there will be spring in the south of the Yangtze River. How can a mortal scale be the emperor? It is a kindness for the true dragon to go north. Although I am a Chinese Han, I am willing to be a gold  The emperor¡¯s spirit is gone.¡±

    I went, I almost vomited!

    "This grandson is simply disgusting. It's okay if he doesn't have literary talent. This flattery is a real reward."  Why haven¡¯t I heard that the Song Dynasty starved the people of Li to death?  If you are a good Han Chinese, you would rather be a ghost of the Kingdom of Jin If you have the chance, I will definitely help you!

    I was feeling resentful in my heart, but Guo Wenbao was already smugly provoking me amidst the "praise".

    "General Duhu said that I am a scholar without bones. Haha, the general must have other ambitions and has no interest in such glory and wealth? Then General Duhu, please make a casual statement!"

    "Lao Luo, go and make a song and scare him to death!" Mumu whispered.

    Old Yao also spoke for the first time: "General, you can't be defeated, someone is watching"

    I glanced at Lao Yao and asked, "Who is watching?"

    Yao Guang scratched his head and said: "Nono one, so many people are watching, you can't lose!"

    I thought to myself, isn¡¯t this bullying?  I am a modern person, and I am competing with you on ancient poetry and I have to perform it on the spot.  This is the Jin Dynasty. If things were better before the Tang Dynasty, if I casually composed a poem by Li Bai and Du Fu, wouldn¡¯t it be a blockbuster?  But it can¡¯t be done now. Poetry has withered since the Jin Dynasty. Where can I write a poem that is inspiring!

    "General Duhu, I heard that you are jokingly known as the Fifth Supreme Master in the Qingsi Hall. Poems are not difficult for you, so just compose one!" Wanyan Lu said this and whispered: "We Jurchens  Although he started his career on horseback, he can't be looked down upon by his second minister! Just write poems and I'll make the decision for you."

    I suddenly remembered the scene of Mu Mu singing to outwit the Tiger Mountain in the Qingsi Hall. Yes, I can¡¯t borrow any of the ancient talents, but there are still modern ones!

    "Since everyone is eagerly waiting for it, I will compose one too. However, people say that poems, lyrics, songs, and poems all belong to the same family. Since Guo Changshi has composed a poem, then I will compose one! This piece is called "A Sound from the Sea"  Laugh." (Remember this website address: www.hlnovel.com
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