Li Mu and Amei helped Feng Jishi out of the front yard, and Feng Jishi could stand firm on the spot and walk on his own.

Even after taking a long breath, he was still in a mood to curse:

"Zhao Erlang is not a son of man!"

Hearing this, Amei just pursed her lips and smiled.

But Li Mu Nai is a daughter from a noble family. She has been able to read and write since she was a child, and her literary quality is not low. At this time, her eyes are shining:

"What A Lang was reading in the hall just now, not to mention Second Uncle Zhao, even my concubine was very excited after hearing it."

"Really?" Thinking of his performance in the front yard just now, Governor Feng couldn't help but praise his acting skills.

There are no rehearsals for the performances in the past few days. The main thing is to perform on the spot.

The main reason is that Zhao Erlang was so into the drama that he poured a large bottle of strong liquor for his brother.

No wink at all!

"Don't you see everyone in the hall? Who is not attracted by Alang's literary talent?"

Li Mu held Feng Jishi's arm tightly, and his voice was so soft that it almost made him cry:

"After Mrs. Zhang listened outside, she almost couldn't help but rush in. Now she is one step ahead of me and ran to tell the queen!"

Governor Feng laughed and was very proud.

Then he hugged a concubine with one hand and said with a smile:

"My body smells like alcohol. Please help me take a bath."

In the backyard, Guan Ji and Zhang Xingyi waited for a long time before they heard the man's voice from the door:

"It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

Governor Feng walked in without tying up his hair and wearing a robe.

I saw Guan Ji with a big belly and didn't even get on the bed. She was sitting at the table with Zhang Xingyi, talking and laughing.

As I got closer, I saw papers spread on the desk.

"What is this writing about?"

"I am waiting for Feng Junhou, who is 'born with talents'."

Guan Ji seemed to be in a very good mood and she actually answered the question jokingly.

Feng Yong walked up to him, looked down, and saw that what was written on the paper on the table was exactly what he had read in the front yard.

He couldn't help being surprised and looked at Zhang Xingyi:

"How can Si Niang have such thoughts? Can you memorize it after just listening to it once?"

Zhang Xingyi raised his head proudly and glanced at Feng Dachao with disdain.

However, Guan Ji smiled and explained:

"I knew you were going to read a poem a few days ago, but you didn't want to tell us in advance. Si Niang had someone prepare pen and ink outside, and she wrote it down while you were reading."

As she spoke, she looked down at the table again, held the paper in both hands, and exclaimed:

"No wonder Alang didn't want to say it in advance! I think this is the only one who can compare with this kind of fine article."

"If I had said it in advance, how could I surprise everyone in the hall? Come back after all the money has been spent, that's a good sentence! Only Alang has the confidence to say such a sentence."

Feng Yong saw that there were a lot of papers on the table, all with scrawled and messy charcoal handwriting. He thought they were Zhang Xingyi's shorthand written by someone outside the banquet hall.

On the contrary, the paper Guan Ji held in her hand had iron calligraphy and silver hooks on it, which seemed to be sharp yet bold.

You can tell at first glance that it is the work of Tiger Girl.

"Good calligraphy!" Governor Feng took the paper from Guan Ji, "The word Xijun echoes this article."

"When I first heard the poem that Alang was reading in the front yard, my heart was so excited that I couldn't help but write it down."

Guan Ji leaned over and chuckled, "After I finished writing, I realized that what I wrote tonight was much better than before!"

"This is probably about recognizing people by their calligraphy." Although Feng Jishi's calligraphy is original, his appreciation level is still high.

He looked at it for a while and then said with satisfaction, "Last time, Cao San asked me to write this poem to Cao Zhi personally. It just so happened that Mr. Xi saved me a lot of trouble."

These words made Guan Ji burst into laughter.

Zhang Xingyi said angrily from the side:

"Brother-in-law, we must speak with conscience! Fortunately, I thought you were drunk in the front yard, so I came back quickly and asked my sister to copy a copy of this poem..."

Well, is it true that the couple is connected?

Governor Feng coughed, his expression unchanged.

Anyway, being embarrassed in front of your own woman is not considered embarrassing.

It's just that Zhang Xiaosi didn't get timely feedback from Feng Jishishi for her contribution, which made her even more dissatisfied.

So she asked maliciously:

"This poem doesn't have a title yet. How about you, brother-in-law, write it yourself?"

Governor Feng sneered: "Don't make trouble, even a man can't write the handwriting of Xijun. I feel ashamed of myself. How can I add something to the problem?"

The eldest lady was much more considerate and changed the subject and asked:

"Speaking of this, Alang hasn't said what the name of this article is yet?"

"Wine is coming, Yuefu poem."

"Are they Yuefu poems again? Alang seems to like writing Yuefu poems very much?"

Guan Ji took the paper from Feng Yong's hand and wrote the words "Jian Jin Jiu" on it.

"The Yuefu poems that are most widely circulated in the Han Dynasty are not Yuefu poems?" Feng Yong smiled slightly, "Besides, if you don't write Yuefu poems, how can you listen to Xijun's singing?"

Back then, General Guan Da sang a song, which amazed Governor Feng.

Guan Ji probably remembered what happened back then, and smiled tenderly, but she couldn't express much in front of Zhang Xingyi.

So he asked another question: "What is the allusion to this five-flowered horse?"

"The horse's mane is trimmed into petals for decoration. If it is divided into three petals, it is called a three-flowered horse. If it is divided into five petals, it is called a five-flowered horse."

After hearing Feng Yong's explanation, Guan Ji nodded and didn't ask any more questions. She just assumed it was the custom:

"So there is such a thing, but I am ignorant and ignorant."

But it was in line with her understanding when she first heard about Wuhua Ma.

After all, it can be compared with Qianjinqiu, so it must be a precious horse.

"It's just a habit among my masters. It's normal that Mr. Xi has never heard of it."

Speaking of this, Feng Yong turned to Zhang Xingyi and said:

"Since the poem mentions the five-flowered horse, tomorrow someone will pick out a fine horse and have its mane trimmed into five-flowered horses."

"At the same time, let Mu Niang pick out some fine clothes. Oh, and prepare the fine wine as well."

"When Cao San bids farewell, let him take these things back and say they are my gifts to Cao Zhi."

"Sister, please remember to do this with your own hands and don't make any mistakes."

Zhang Xingyi nodded in agreement.

"Alang is very fond of Cao Zhi."

"You can't do it if you don't care. If Cao Cao was excellent in both civil and military affairs back then, then Cao Pi's writing can be considered impressive. Today, Cao Rui's military strategy is poor and his literary talent is insufficient."

If it were changed to the original history, Cao Rui would be considered a half-generation hero.

It's a pity that now I have encountered someone cheating.

Because of the disastrous external defeats in successive years, the prestige established by the victory over Wu in the first year has long been lost.

After so many years on the throne, Cao Rui can't even consolidate his foundation, let alone control the overall situation like in the original history.

This is very fatal for an emperor.

According to the spies, Sima Yi, who is now the governor of Guanzhong, has great power.

He can independently appoint the middle-level generals of the Guanzhong armies, and even has the power to execute low-level generals.

Plus farmland and a special trading market.

Money, food, military power and political power were all combined into one.

Not to mention what Sima Yi was thinking, but it can be seen from this that Cao Rui's control over Wei today is much worse than in the original history.

"Nowadays, there are very few people in Wei who can be praised as Taoists. In terms of military strategy, they are not as good as Sima Yi. Maybe Man Chong can be regarded as one?"

"The Han Dynasty is full of military virtue, so what should we fear? On the contrary, in terms of literary talent, Cao Zhi alone can dominate the world."

When it comes to military strategy, it’s not that Feng Yong looks down on other people in Wei, but...

With no worries about the rear, Old Demon Zhuge has no fear of Old Thief Sima.
To be continued...