Chapter 263 Should not be the work of the Son of Man

   This Yuefu song, of course, anyone can do it.

  In the Han Dynasty, when referring to the north, it is replaced by Cao thief, which is political correctness, let alone in the palace at this time.

   But Zhang Xiahou's real surname is Xiahou. Whenever someone brings up this topic, she will feel a little embarrassed.

  So this is why Zhang Xiahou would rather stay in his own mansion than come out on weekdays.

   It's just that her daughter's current situation made her feel uneasy, so she had to come out to have a look.

  The empress dowager worked hard for the queen, and she knew it.

  In this banquet, there were only a few of the most honorable women in Jincheng, and no one else participated.

  For the sake of her daughter, Mrs. Zhang Xiahou didn't refuse immediately, so she stood up and said, "That concubine is showing her shame."

   "Quickly recite and listen."

  Empress Dowager Wu originally thought that someone would recite it and listen to it, but she didn't expect Zhang Xiahou to sing Yuefu as soon as she opened her mouth.

  And the beginning of this poem is very high-pitched, first with a long sigh, and then begins with the ancient times, the blue sky, the bewildered founding of the country, 48,000 years old and other words, which make people feel leisurely and heroic at the same time.

  Zhang Xingcai had been paying attention to Feng Yong before, so he naturally knew about this half of the article.

  It was the first time she saw the broken parts of this article, and her reaction was even greater than that of Huang Yueying. On the spot, she wished she could fly to Hanzhong, pinch Feng Tubie's neck, and force him to write the second half of the article.

  This kind of majestic writing can only be written by people with lofty ideals. She is also a person who considers herself as good as a man, so of course she appreciates this article very much.

  Later, because her body became heavier and heavier, most of her thoughts were put on raising the baby, and then she gradually forgot about it. Didn't expect him to finish writing this article at this time?

  Thinking like this, Zhang Xingcai's attention can't help but be attracted.

  Zhang Xiahou was taken captive by Zhang Fei when he was young. He has seen countless wind and rain from north to south.

  Thinking of myself, if I want to return to the west, now it seems that I am going to take the Shu Road?

  So she feels more deeply than anyone else about the feeling of returning to the west expressed in this article.

  Emotions melt into the text, and when chanted, it is more touching.

  The more he sang, the more excited he became. When he sang "The people who are so far away are here for nothing", the long and long sigh was endless, and tears almost fell from the eyes.

On the other hand, Zhang Xingcai frowned when he heard the following sentence "One husband is in charge, ten thousand husbands are not allowed to open it". .

  Ms. Zhang Xiahou has been paying attention to her daughter's demeanor. Seeing her daughter's reaction, she doesn't care about her own life experience anymore, and continues singing hard. When it came to the sentence "It's better to go home early", instead, there was no sentimentality.

   "Wonderful, wonderful..."

   After Zhang Xiahou’s chanting, it took a long time before the empress dowager sighed, "Even though I am a woman, I have no choice but to fall in love with such majestic writing. What do you think, empress?"

  Zhang Xingcai finally opened his mouth, nodded and said, "It's rare in the world. I think that when I first heard this article, it was just a fragmented article. I really wish I didn't know the full text, but I didn't expect to be able to get my wish at this time."

   "Huh? There are such stories? Why do you all know this article, but I don't know about it? Who wrote it?"

  The empress dowager asked in surprise.

   "Empress Dowager Rongzhi," Zhang Xiahou said in a good mood at this moment, "this article was written by a young man named Feng Yong."

  Although she had only met Feng Yong once, at that time when the little man mentioned "begging for bones", she lost her posture. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiahou smiled even more intensely.

   "Feng Yong?"

   Empress Dowager Wu thought for a while, "This name sounds familiar."

   "It's the one who made the eight-ox plow..."

   Seeing that the empress dowager couldn't remember, Huang Yueying reminded her.

   "Hey! It turned out to be him, isn't it the one who was said to be a sly... young hero?"

   Empress Dowager Wu clapped her palms and said something with a smile.

   It’s okay if you don’t say this, but as soon as you say it, everyone present smiles knowingly, and even the corner of the Queen’s mouth is slightly raised.

  Feng Langjun's name, although it doesn't sound good, but it has a special meaning when it is put on that kid.

  There is no other reason. At that time, Liao Gongyuan pioneered this name, and then people with ulterior motives were spreading the name of Feng Yongqiao.

  Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for this son to do several big things one after another, which directly forced those people to shut up.

  Now that Feng Yong seems to be the number one young man in the Han Dynasty, on the other hand, Liao Gongyuan, his whole family was exiled to Wenshan and became a laughingstock.

   Things in the world are reversed to this point.

  So the name Feng Langjun is no longer a derogatory term, but is used to ridicule those who promoted this name at the beginning, because they have eyes but do not recognize real heroes.

   It is conceivable that as long as Feng Yong's reputation becomes more famous, those people will be less able to hold their heads up, so this name will become more and more popular.

  When the Empress Dowager saw the expressions on everyone's faces, she couldn't help laughing at first, "It's a slip of the tongue, it's a slip of the tongue. I heard that this son has done a lot of things for the court at a young age. I didn't expect her literary talents to be so amazing."

   "The Empress Dowager does not know that this son can not only write majestic essays, but also write essays that speak to a woman's heart."

  Ms. Zhang Xiahou was greatly encouraged when she saw the corners of her daughter's mouth curled up.

  Thinking to himself, her daughter has always wanted to let Si Niang marry Feng Langjun, but she just let Guan Ji get the first chance, and she deeply regrets it. Instead of letting her be immersed in pain all the time, it is better to let her think more, so that she has no time to think about those sad things.

   Huang Yueying next to her was shocked when she heard Zhang Xiahou's words.

  Just wanted to stop it, but it was too late.

  As Guan Ji's half mother, she naturally hopes that Guan Ji can marry Feng Yong.

  So the two grandmothers, each playing tricks for their own daughters.

   "Could it be that he also wrote other articles?"

  The Empress Dowager asked.

   "Exactly."

  Ms. Zhang Xiahou nodded, thinking that anyway, Si Niang has also taken the word now, and it is the right time to talk about marriage.

  Even if it is difficult to marry Feng Langjun, it may not be impossible. If it is done, Si Niang will have a good home. If it doesn't work, this matter can also arouse Sanniang's mind, so that she doesn't have to mourn all day long, and it will be right and wrong.

   "It's just that I don't know if Feng Langjun likes to write incomplete essays or something. This essay is just the beginning."

   "This Feng Langjun is interesting, and he has such a hobby."

  After hearing this, the empress dowager became more and more interested, and said, "With the beautiful jade in the previous article, I think this one will not disappoint."

  When Huang Yueying heard this, she could only sigh secretly.

  This elder sister, if I knew it earlier, I wouldn't tell her about it. Now, it's really too late to regret it. But fortunately, I didn't tell Ma Di's conjecture to her, otherwise the matter would be really messed up.

"Listen, Queen Mother. The concubine made a first report, folded flowers in front of the door. Lang rode a bamboo horse, and went around the bed to grow green plums. Living together in Changgan, the two young ones have no doubts. Queen Mother, tell me, these few sentences, are they from the daughter's house? The childlike fun of childhood?"

  The Empress Dowager didn't say anything, but Zhang Xingcai was taken aback, and made an exception and asked, "What's next?"

  Zhang Xiahou smiled helplessly, "Just a few words."

   "So short?"

   Zhang Xingcai blurted out.

   "There should be a following, but Feng Langjun didn't read it."

   "This Feng Yong..."

  Zhang Xingcai showed a little annoyed expression, "Why is it like this? I didn't finish writing the essay, and I hang people up and down. It's not the son of man."

  (end of this chapter)