"Eunuch Xu, Lord Zhao, Lord Liu."
Cui Xian bowed and greeted the three of them respectively.
Then he smiled and said, "It is really an honor for me to be invited by the three of you. Therefore, I dare not stay for a moment and hurried over."
Listen to what this says, how beautiful!
Talented and good at planning.
He is a carefree and easy-going young man, but he does not have the arrogance and pride of ordinary young men.
No wonder he caught the eye of His Majesty, and no wonder he was sought after by Lord Zheng, Chen Bing, and the Imperial Household Department.
This Jia Shao is truly a godly figure!
And just as Cui Xian was greeting representatives of the three political parties.
Yan Siyuan and other black fans of the Anti-Xian Alliance also rushed over eagerly.
Xu Ning saw this and said with a smile: "Mr. Jia Shao, those are your friends, right? Why not invite them to come upstairs and have a drink and a feast together?"
"They are all a group of young and talented young men. It is really pleasant to sit together to have a banquet and enjoy the river view."
"What do you think, Mr. Jia Shao?"
Yan Siyuan and others' eyes suddenly lit up, and they looked at Jia Shao with excitement and anticipation.
They really want to attend the banquet with their leader!
Cui Xian actually wanted to say: I am not familiar with this group of black fans.
But since Xu Ning said this, he probably had already found out that Cui Xian and Yan Siyuan and others were friends, so he deliberately extended an "olive branch".
Therefore, Cui Xian thought for a moment and said with a smile: "In that case, I will trouble you, eunuch."
Yan Siyuan and others were so excited that they went crazy.
Ahhhhh!
The leader is willing to take us to the banquet, which means he agrees to be our "leader"!
Everyone gathered together and surrounded Jia Shao to go up to the building.
Cui Xian's gaze was vague, moving back and forth between Zhao Heng, the prefect of Luoyang, and Liu Chong, the councilor of Henan Province.
Among these two, who is Chen Bing's man, and who... is his uncle Li Duan's, or his grandmaster Zheng Xiasheng's man?
In fact, the person who should have avoided the most when it came to opening a small account to "hook up" with the emperor was our master Zheng Xiasheng.
This is a kind of protection for the master.
Therefore, Cui Xian has to keep his vest tight for the time being.
The more realistic the play is, the more room there will be for "defending and pleading" with the emperor when the person is exposed in the future.
The roof of Hongyan Building.
Under the arrangement of the eunuch Xu Ning, more than a dozen tables of fine wine and delicious food were soon prepared.
As black fans who were "freeloading", Yan Siyuan and other black fans had a good sense of propriety and chose to sit in the corners.
The home court was handed over to Jia Shao and several distinguished adults.
now.
The food is not ready yet.
Surrounded by eunuch Xu Ning and others, Jia Shao stood with them on the top of a hundred-foot-high building, overlooking the Yellow River flowing below.
The sun gradually turned red, dim, and sank to the west.
The whole sky was filled with rosy glow.
On both sides of the Yellow River, mountains stand tall and lush.
The brown river water rushes and rolls into the distance.
Hongyan Tower is too close to the Yellow River and is exceptionally tall.
Standing on the roof, the howling river breeze, carrying a moist breath, poured into the building, making a group of people's clothes flutter and their hair messy.
This kind of picture is truly amazing and fascinating.
Xu Ning complimented him in admiration: "It is indeed worthy of being called the auspicious place of Mengjin. It is so magnificent! Unfortunately, I am a person without any roots and have no knowledge at all."
"Unlike Mr. Jia Shao, he is a man of great talent! I think seeing such scenery would inspire him to write beautiful poems and articles."
Eunuchs are all shrewd people and they can praise people without hesitation.
Xu Ning could swear that he just gave the compliment subconsciously.
And, Jia Shao——
He put it on!
I'm sorry brothers, this time I'm going to pretend for the emperor to see.
Therefore, I can only trouble you to be the "supporting role" of witnessing!
"Climbing the Stork Tower", known as the first of the five-character quatrains in Tang Dynasty poetry, is so appropriate here!
Come and feel the shocking charm of the peak Tang poetry!
therefore.
Cui Xian looked at the eunuch Xu Ning and said with a smile: "In the past, Sima Qian wrote the "Records of the Grand Historian" despite being castrated, and Cai Lun carved wood to make paper to benefit the world. Neither of them hindered their names from being recorded in history."
"Eunuch Xu, please don't underestimate yourself."
I said these few short words to Xu Ning, and they made me feel particularly comforted.
He was about to say thank you.
Then Jia Shao changed his tone, leaned on the railing and looked down at the Yellow River, and smiled faintly: "However, thanks to the good words of the father-in-law. Just now, I stood on this hundred-foot high building, watching the towering mountains and the surging Yellow River."
"I felt so many emotions in my heart, and it really gave me some inspiration."
Wh, what?
Hearing this, Xu Ning was stunned.
Chang Tao, Luoyang prefect Zhao Heng, and Henan provincial governor Liu Chong all looked at Jia Shao in confusion.
Is this an inspiration?
It is said that Jia Shao has beautiful handwriting, but no one has ever seen his ability in writing poetry or articles.
Several adults were surprised.
But Yan Siyuan and a group of other black fans were so excited that their faces turned red and their expressions were fanatical.
They briefly forgot about etiquette and a group of people gathered around them eagerly.
"Mr. Jia Shao, do you want to write a poem?"
"Or write an article?"
"Quick, quick, grind the ink for Mr. Jia Shao! And bring the paper and pen here quickly!"
"Just the pen and ink are enough, no paper is needed! Mr. Jia Shao is a great man, please leave the pen and ink on the beams and pillars of Hongyan Building for future scholars to admire!"
"Yes, write it on the beams!"
The expressions of the little black fans were full of admiration.
This made Xu Ning and others laugh in their hearts... This shouldn't be the case!
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