Cheng Chumo was very excited.
He couldn't remember the poem, but on the way back, he used ten jars of wine and asked Du Gou to write it for him. At this time, it was placed on Cheng Yaojin's desk.
Looking at the two words on the table, Cheng Chumo was so excited that his body was still trembling.
His excitement caused the entire Cheng Residence to sink into a tense atmosphere.
Now that Cheng Yaojin was hurriedly called into the palace by the Emperor, they didn't know what would happen.
But now, Cheng Chumo had come up with such a plan.
At this time, even the concubine who came to serve him was scared by his eyes and quickly went to find Cui-shi.
When Cui-shi saw Cheng Chumo's appearance, she was shocked.
"My son, are you suffering from hysteria?"
When Cheng Chumo heard this, he quickly went forward and supported his mother, "Mother! I have decided to go to the army camp, like father! "
"Nonsense!"
Cui-shi was shocked.
She quickly covered Cheng Chumo's mouth.
"This matter can't be said outside, don't mention it again!"
"Mother! Now, even the Crown Prince is begging the Emperor to go to the battlefield! How can I lose the prestige of our Cheng family? I have also decided that you must go to the army camp! "
"No! Before your father hears this, you should just give up on this idea! Otherwise, with your father's temper, you will have to lie in bed for half a year! "
Cui-shi rejected Cheng Chumo.
His family was a Duke, so many people were watching them.
This was the case for a family of generals, a family can't have two generals. They all knew about Cheng Yaojin's talent. Since young, he was very interested in military books and all kinds of military affairs. If Cheng Yaojin wasn't a general or a Duke, then he could fight for his future, but …
If he dared to go to the army camp now, it would bring disaster to the Cheng family!
How could Cui-shi dare to let such a thing happen?
"Chumo, I know you and I understand you, but this matter is too complicated. I know that you have been wronged these years, but you didn't come back last night, and now you are shouting about going to the battlefield. Are you hysterical? Or are you provoked? "
"If you are bullied, say it, I will help you! My Cheng Family's servants are all veterans who accompanied your father when he retired. Just say the word and this old lady will personally help you get back at them! "
When Cheng Chumo heard this, he was shocked.
If this old lady were to find out about Brother Zhang Feng, wouldn't Brother Zhang Feng be doomed?
He was a weak person who couldn't even withstand a slap!
Thinking of this, Cheng Chumo quickly pulled Madam Cui's hand and said: "Mother! Mother, look at this! "
As he spoke, Cheng Chumo solemnly opened one of the paintings.
Cui-shi used to be the daughter of a big family, so she had dabbled in calligraphy and paintings, especially those made by famous masters. These years, if it wasn't for her, this house would have become Cheng Yaojin's training ground.
Those antique calligraphy and paintings must be used as fuel for the fire!
At this moment, Ms. Cui was completely stunned when she saw this piece of calligraphy.
"Drunk, looking at the sword under the lamp, dreaming of blowing the horn at the camp …"
"Chumo, where did you get this poem?"
Cui-shi's face became unusually dignified for the first time. She couldn't help but think of the two paintings in Cheng Yaojin's study room. Although the handwriting looked different, it was definitely written by the same person!
Cheng Chumo saw that his mother was deflated, so he couldn't help but straighten his back.
"This is my brother Zhang Feng's calligraphy! How is it, mother, with the artistic conception in this painting, do you think that I should go to the battlefield? That's where I should go! "
"What kind of poem can make you two have such expressions!"
At this moment, Cheng Yaojin's loud voice sounded from outside the door.
Cheng Chumo was excited.
He raised the painting and read it to Cheng Yaojin.
"Drunk, looking at the sword under the lamp, dreaming of blowing the horn at the camp; eight hundred miles under the command of his subordinates, fifty bowstrings sound beyond the Great Wall, the autumn soldiers on the battlefield.
The horse moves quickly, the bow is like thunder, the string is frightening. Accomplishing the affairs of the world, winning fame in life and behind. Pitiful for nothing! "
"Father, how is this poem?"
Cheng Yaojin glanced at Cheng Chumo indifferently.
"This was made by Zhang Feng?"
"That's right! Father, I went to the tavern with Chengqian and the others yesterday. We were all bowed down to Brother Zhang Feng's talent, so perhaps Chengqian, Zhangsun Chong, and the others are thinking of a way to go to the military camp right now! "
Cheng Yaojin heard this and stroked his beard. No one could see any change in his expression.
"His Majesty knows about this. His Majesty's intention is for all of you to stay obediently for Lao Tzu and learn more useful things from Zhang Feng. The Crown Prince was blocked, but you? Do you think you're worthy of going to the battlefield? You haven't embarrassed Lao Tzu enough! Get out of here! "
"Take advantage of the fact that Lao Tzu hasn't gotten angry yet!"
The excitement in Cheng Chumo's eyes slowly disappeared.
However, when he heard that the Crown Prince couldn't go, and when he heard his father's words, he hurriedly ran away.
When Cheng Chumo ran away, Cheng Yaojin's expression immediately became excited.
"Madam, hurry, hurry and read the words for me again! Old Man is so excited that he can't stand up! "
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