The small manor is now like a machine running at full capacity, in terms of reception, hospitality, and ushering, in an orderly manner.

From the inside to the outside of the manor, the maidservants are like industrious ants, constantly moving.

Cao Chong, Cao Zhi and others arrived at Qingyi Manor not early, so there were several waves of people in front of them.

A down-and-out scholar with a burden on his back and a bamboo slip in his hand, the children of an official eunuch in a luxury car, and a young man in fresh clothes and angry horses, all of them.

"Zijian, Chen Lin is too arrogant, he didn't come out to greet me!"

Yang Xiu waited for a stick of incense in front of the door, and his little patience was also exhausted by Chen Lin.

We came to the banquet to give you face, and you were so good that you left us aside?

It just doesn't make sense!

Cao Zhi was a little more patient than Yang Xiu, but his face was obviously a little impatient.

After a while, a slightly old voice came.

"Pingyuan Hou, Master Yang came to the banquet in person, and the old man felt deeply vibrant, please!"

Chen Lin, who was full of wrinkles, walked out quickly and bowed to Cao Zhiyang's cultivation, which was considered to be enough face.

"The military advisor sacrifices the wine!" Cao Zhi bowed, clasped his hands together, and bowed.

Cao Zhi and Yang Xiu entered Qingyi Manor first, but Chen Lin obviously didn't mean to invite Cao Chong, so he actually followed Cao Zhi straight into the gate of the manor.

Only a middle-aged steward was left to receive Cao Chong.

"Childe, please!"

"Huh...... Please! ”

Zhou Budo's face was already ugly, and Gao Yi almost rushed up to give the steward a punch.

What does he Chen Lin mean, looking down on his son?

The so-called lord humiliated the ministers to death, since Cao Chong was humiliated, then if they didn't earn back face for the master, wouldn't it be a corpse vegetarian meal?

So Gao Yi rushed straight up.

"Changde, don't be rash!" Cao Chong blocked the angry Gao Yi, his face was calm, and Gujing walked in with the steward without waves.

And the steward was a sigh in his heart, and the calmness of this Cao Qigongzi made him feel a little hairy.

Zhou Budo lowered his head, his eyes flickered, he was probably already thinking of some kind of ghost idea, and he was going to harm Chen Lin.

Cao Chong also evoked a "warm" smile, and the thoughts that were originally a little guilty about Chen Lin now also dispersed with the wind.

There will be something hateful about the wretched!

Entering the park, the flowing water rockery, the kingfisher birdsong, the guests are full of doors, and the excitement is extraordinary.

Cao Chong was arranged to sit next to Cao Zhi, and in this regard, Chen Lin didn't dare to do anything.

The pretty maid took the wine and poured some wine into the bowl of Cao Chong Zhou Budo, while Gao Yi was standing behind Cao Chong.

Before the collapse, there was only some meat, a whole leg of lamb, and half a roast suckling pig quietly on the plate.

From the layout of this banquet, I don't know how many grades higher than the lotus pond banquet.

Meat alone is incomparable to the Sima family, not to mention, there are dancing girls waving their sleeves and the sound of silk and bamboo.

It can also be seen here that the Sima family is really simple, and Sima Bada may be valued for this reason!

Cao Chong's position was close to the top, of course, the first few were Sima Fang and Yang Biao's, and Chen Lin was sitting on the main seat.

"Today, the monarchs will be on the shore of the Qingyi, which really makes the old man feel nostalgic, and the presence of the monarchs is to make my chaimen celebrate, and there is light on my face."

"Kong Zhang's words are serious, I am not waiting for the blessing of my brother, so that I can temporarily put aside the trivial things in the court and the central government, and indulge in the mountains and rivers with you!"

"This cup, I respect Brother Kong Zhang!" Yang Biao got up and drank all the wine in the wine bottle in one gulp.

"Good! Wen Xian is so drunk! ”

Chen Lin Sima Fang also picked up the wine bottle and drank the wine bottle in one sip.

"Happy, happy!" The three of them looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of joy.

Cao Chong drank the wine in the cup lightly, while cutting some meat with a knife, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and thought that he was just here to eat a meal of wine and meat.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, and the guest of honor toasted each other.

The highlight of the banquet that Cao Chong had been waiting for had really begun!

Led by Cao Zhi, it was Cao Zhi who got up first.

"Chen Gong, Yang Gong, Sima Gong, Zhi Bucai, I am willing to write a poem for the purpose of throwing bricks and attracting jade!"

"Virtuous nephew, don't hide it!"

Chen Lin, Yang Biao and the others put down their wine glasses and looked at Cao Zhi with a serious face, as if they cared about Cao Zhizhi's writings.

Cao Zhi walked out of the food collapse and walked around in front of the guests before slowly speaking:

Climb high and look at the four rivers, and send away guests in the long stream. The spring breeze is smooth and spiritual, and the grass contains dry wood stems. The hills are full of pines and cypresses, and the South Park is full of fruits. The ease of happiness and things, and the long-term violation of sorrow. sigh the diligence of "Dongshan", and the song "Decline" returns to the complaint. There is no way to enter to serve the public, and there is no way to retreat for personal gain. Bow without scales to swim, and look up without wings to fly.

After finishing speaking, the four were silent, even Cao Chong had to admit that Cao Zhi had talent in Wenfu.

"Good! Zi Jian Miaofu! Yang Xiu blushed his neck and praised loudly.

Chen Lin stroked his beard, nodded incessantly, and said, "The endowment of the temporary view is so good!"

And those scholars from the poor family who were just about to slap Cao Zhi in the face and wanted to step on Cao Zhi's position sat back in place with a stupid face.

They had just listened to Cao Zhi's writings, but they didn't have the confidence to compare to Cao Zhi.

So I lurked and waited to see if anyone would play next.

Stepping on the throne is the traditional culture of the Han Dynasty, from the Western Han Dynasty, there is a master father who stepped on the blood of the princes, a push order, I don't know how many princes were killed.

And if an unknown scholar wants to be famous, the fastest thing is naturally to step on people, and it is best to be those who are the great Confucians in the world, who are speechless by their own arguments.

Of course, this is not easy.

So they mainly set their goals on young talents, such as Cao Zhi, Yang Xiu and others.

"Zhu Gong is wise, although Ran Zhi is talented, but compared to my brother Cangshu, it is much worse!"

Cao Zhi glanced at Cao Chong, and then knelt down and sat back.

"Oh! I have heard of the wisdom of Cao Qigongzi, but I don't know that there are still splendid articles? ”

Cao Chong slowly stood up at this time, gestured to Chen Lin, and said softly: "Fourth brother is false, Cangshu is only thirteen years old, and he can't read anything!"

"The virtuous nephew doesn't need to say much, can there be an article?" Yang Biao motioned to Cao Chong.

"There was an article a few days ago, I would like to ask you to correct it!"

Cao Chong took out a roll of bamboo slips from his sleeve and handed it to a small servant beside him, and then he handed it to Chen Lin.

"Hmm!"

Chen Lin naturally didn't have much expectation for Cao Chong's son to have a splendid article, but he still wanted to make a show.

So Chen Lin opened the bamboo slip, and the first line caught his eye, but it made him retract his contemptuous look.

Six kings, four seas and one Shu Mountain, A Fang out!

For a while, Chen Lin's face was as if she had directed and acted in a movie, with a rich expression.

Long!

Chen Lin raised his head, and his face was flushed.

"This Wenfu, is it really your book?"

Cao Chong answered this question I don't know how many times, but Cao Chong still stood up, and said without humility or arrogance: "It is indeed written by Chong!"

"Kong Zhang, is there anything abnormal?" Yang Biao took the bamboo slip and watched it carefully, undoubtedly, his expression was as wonderful as Chen Lin.

"Hurry up and show me!" Seeing Chen Lin and Yang Biao's expressions, Sima Fang's heart was like being eaten by ants, and it was uncomfortably tight.

When he got the bamboo slip, his expression was equally wonderful.

Long......

Sima Fang put down the bamboo slip in his hand, looked at Cao Chong with a strange face, and said as if sighing: "Jiangshan is a handsome talent, it is really strange!"

If Sima Fang just sighed, then Chen Lin was suspicious!

"You, it's only thirteen spring and autumn seasons, how can you be so splendid, isn't it Zijian's book?"

Cao Zhi responded at the time: "It's not a book of plants, this is Cangshu's masterpiece!"

He hoped that he could write this kind of writing, but since he wrote it by Cao Chong, he would not insist that he wrote it.

"Can you pronounce the sacrificial wine of the military advisor?"

Yang Xiu had already been aroused by Chen Lin and the others, the key was that this guy was actually grinding and not reading him out, if it wasn't for Yang Biao's presence, Yang Xiu would have rushed up a long time ago.

"Yes, Chen Gong read it out quickly!"

The scholars from the humble family saw that Cao Chong's works had attracted the attention of the bigwigs, and they were all lively and eager to try, and they all wanted to step on Cao Chong to take the position.

"That's it!" Chen Lin unfolded the bamboo slip and read it out in a subdued voice.

Six kings, four seas, Shushan Wu, Afang out of the ......

In the four places, there was only Chen Lin's chant, and those disciples of the poor sect who were holding the bamboo slips had already put down the bamboo slips.

How can these two sons of Cao Cao be so talented!

Even Sima Fang began to sigh.

"Gentlemen!" A Han Shi stood up with a bamboo slip, he lowered his head and said loudly: "This masterpiece, Zhao Qi doesn't believe that it was written by Cao Qigongzi!"

"Oh?"

Chen Lin put down the bamboo slips, and his eyes couldn't help flashing some joy, to be honest, this "Abang Gongfu" is better than him, a thirteen-year-old child, the Wenfu written is actually better than the articles I have written for decades?

How is this possible?

That's why Chen Lin didn't believe that it was written by Cao Chong, and now a horse pawn rushed up, which was exactly what Chen Lin wanted.

"What do you think?"

At the lotus pond banquet, although Cao Chong wrote a piece of Li Bai's "Gong Hou Yin", the influence of that banquet was originally limited, so it did not enter the ears of Chen Lin and others.

"Gong Chen, according to the foolish opinion, it is better to ask Cao Qigongzi to write another article!"

Write another one?

Cao Chong has already begun to sneer in his heart, let alone one, even ten, why should I Cao Chong be afraid of it?