Chapter 40: The Wager
"In the end is my Da Qian Dynasty founding is still short, although already gradually have the wind of the emphasis on culture and light military, but still vigorous, the root is not rotten."
Hong Yi listened to the introduction of Princess Zhennan, one by one with these these officials, princes, lords, and sons and daughters to meet the salute.
He observed the words and colors, carefully speculated, and secretly pondered in his heart.
These gentlemen but not all are playboys, in Hong Yi seems, a large part of although dressed in a very elegant, but secretly body bones hard and knowledgeable, each hand with a riding bow on the trigger finger, with a little experience in the body of the calm, they know that now the Qian dynasty is still in its heyday.
Hong Yi familiar with reading history, but also know, the rise and fall of a dynasty, as long as the look at these scholar and the Prince and Marquis of the children, can be seen.
And now these gentlemen are not that, Hong Yi will know, the entire Daqian Dynasty still have vitality.
This is the evidence of the rise and fall of the dynasties to see a hundred times.
Because the descendants of the princes and feudal lords, the future is bound to be the officials of the court, is the trend of the court in the future.
Hong Yi felt that this trip to the scattered flowers building is very worthwhile, not to mention other things, to see the weather of the gathering of these gentlemen, tasting the rise and fall of the court weather, is a thing that reading ten thousand volumes of books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles.
"This is Duke Hong Yi from Marquis Wu Wen's residence, proficient in Xuanli, a good friend of mine." Zhennan Princess Luo Yun helped introduce Hong Yi one by one, and then introduced Hong Yi's identity.
As soon as the many dukes heard about the Marquis of Wuwen at first, each of their faces showed a look of concentration. Obviously, the resounding name of Marquis Wu Wen shook many people.
Indeed, in the Great Qian Dynasty, Marquis Wu Wen's reputation was higher than some princes. The two pillars of the court, King Yang Tuo of Divine Might and Marquis Wu Wen Hong Xuanji.
However, when these gentry's eyes were formally placed on Hong Yi and sized him up a few times, they could see that he was not a full-blooded family member, but a concubine with a low status.
So the crowd's demeanor changed slightly, and Hong Yi clearly felt that there was a disdain for the company among them.
"I heard that Miss Su Mu is extremely good at talking about Xuan, Brother Yi, you are profound in Xuan theory, so you can make a big splash later and make things difficult for this Yujing's number one talented girl. That would be the fun flavor."
After Luo Yun introduced Hong Yi, his eyes turned around, nodded with the folding fan in his hand, pouted, and said to Hong Yi.
"This princess isn't jealous, is she, although she is the number one talented girl in Yujing, her status and position can't be compared to yours." Hong Yi heard Luo Yun's words and smiled in his heart, hearing the slightly sour flavor.
However, Luo Yun's heart was jealous or not Hong Yi was just guessing, but the people around him were jealous.
The object of jealousy was none other than Hong Yi.
A young man wearing light silver silk stood out and said to Hong Yi: ''In the past days, the hall meeting was only attended by a few of us, but today there is an additional son from Marquis Wu Wen's family, it's really lively. But now that Miss Su Mu hasn't come yet, I see that everyone is bored of waiting, so how about a little game to pass the time? I wonder if Mr. Yi is interested in participating?"
"Of course I am interested." Hong Yi nodded his head, then without waiting for these people to speak, he came up with an idea on his own, "What Little Marquis Changle said is true, indeed we need a small game to pass the time, but today's hall meeting, and in such an elegant place as Scattered Flowers Building, why don't we all come to a poetry party, with one person starting, and one person pairing a sentence to go on, and how about a punishment for not catching it well, or not being able to catch it? "
"Poetry party?"
The young man wearing light silver silk froze, but did not expect that Hong Yi not only did not shy away from the stage, but also strived to take the initiative and proposed the content of the small game.
This young man just now, Princess Zhennan also introduced, it is the first eldest son of Changle Marquis, obviously the leader of this group of gentlemen, they all called him Changle Little Marquis.
Seeing Hong Yi's calm and collected appearance, full of literary talent, Changle Little Marquis frowned.
He just wanted to see the incoherent Princess Zhennan's attitude towards Hong Yi, and stood out to borrow the game's idea to ruthlessly fall on Hong Yi's face.
"Poetry will not be good." Changle little marquis stared at Hong Yi's eyes, shook his head, "My Da Qian to martial arts to start the country, now although the national fortune is flourishing and prosperous, the literary style gradually come up, but our princes and sons, but still do not rot the roots, poetry, although elegant, but there is no relationship with the national fortune, talk about poetry and do the word, just soft bone literati fiddling with it. Slightly lofty readers, are both civil and military, we do not open the poetry club, how to play shooting righteousness?"
"Play shooting righteousness?" Hong Yi eyes glanced up.
"Marquis Wu Wen had a great battle success back then, and his force shook the four directions." Marquis Changle looked at Hong Yi, "who does not know, more than twenty years ago, the current emperor is still the emperor's son, on the battlefield campaign, was Yunmeng Empire "Iron Faust" cavalry trapped in the green kill mouth green kill mountain, Marquis Wu Wen single-handedly, killed into the enemy army, to save the emperor, a ride of two people, turn the battle in the mountains, nine into nine out, and then the horse died in battle, the marquis, the marquis of Wu Wen, the marquis of Wu Wen, the marquis of the mountain. Later, the horses died in battle, the Marquis of hundreds of cuts and arrows, still carrying the Emperor to kill out of the siege. This kind of valor and loyalty, Mr. Hong do not know the inheritance of a few points? Could it be that Duke Hong only has poetry and wind and moon left?"
"Mr. Hong still carries a trigger finger in his hand, he is not learning from those soft-boned literati who bought a bow and put it in their study, just to think that he is really proficient in bow and horse, and that he is good at both literature and martial arts, right?"
Duke Wang, the Minister of Rites, cackled a bit, and the surrounding dukes all laughed.
"What the young marquis said is very true." Hong Yi's eyes shrunk, "Let's play Shooting Righteousness."
"To play a game of Shooting Righteousness, we still need to have a small wager before we can do so." Little Marquis Changle clapped his hands, and immediately there were people around him who brought bows and arrows, and set up a leather and red lacquered arrow target on the ground a hundred paces away from the courtyard.
Subsequently, a mansion slave led a horse with a length of one and two feet, dark red all over, with fur like a fire cloud over, this big horse was handsome and extraordinary, at a glance, it was a godly horse that ran for thousands of miles in a day.
"Fire Rome?" Hong Yi took a look and knew that this horse is the horse of the Fire Luo country, running up the mane fluttering like a fire cloud, a thousand gold is easy to get, a horse is hard to find.
"This is my bet. I wonder what Brother Hong's bet is?" Little Marquis Changle looked at Hong Yi, a cold smile showing on his face.
"Servant, bring me my sword." Right at this moment, Zhennan Princess Luo Yun clapped her hands and a guard immediately delivered a sharkskin sheathed sword.
Luo Yun brushed and drew, the sword came out of its sheath, reflecting the daylight, glowing, the sword body flowing with ju flower-like cloud patterns, the sharp edge almost oozing blood when one looked at it.
"The name of this sword is 'Chopping Shark', it's more expensive than Little Marquis Changle's Fire Romar, I see that Hong Yi came out in a hurry today, and didn't bring any bets, so I'll lend it to him for now. Otherwise, if he doesn't have any bets, he won't be able to play the game, and I won't be able to watch the fun. What a pity."
Luo Yun returned his sword to its sheath and handed it to Hong Yi, snapping! Opened his folding fan and shook it fast.
