"Congratulations on Lord Cai's birthday!" The banquet began, and nearly a hundred people raised their glasses to congratulate Cai Yong.
"Everyone, please." Cai Yong smiled and clinked glasses with everyone.
After three rounds of wine, Yang Biao smiled and said to everyone,"Today, there are many scholars and talents at Bo Chi's birthday banquet. Young talents like Chen Lin, Yang Xiu, Kong Rong, and Xun Yu are all well-read and talented people. With the help of alcohol, why don't we hold a special literary gathering and recite poems?”
Yang Biao's suggestion was approved by everyone. He was a scholar, so of course, he liked to recite poems. This was his usual hobby.
"We can't lose the first place in the competition. How about this, we let Bo Qiong be the judge and let him choose the best scholar today. Bo Qiong will take him as his last disciple.”Lu Zhi said with a smile.
This was also Cai Yong's own intention. Cai Yong was already old and only had one daughter at home. He could only pass on his legacy to his last student.
"Good!" Lu Zhi's reward attracted everyone's applause.
Many young people who were self-reliant on their pen and ink began to rub their fists and palms, wanting to show off their skills. If they could get the first place, they could become Cai Yong's last disciple. This was a great blessing from the heavens!
Cai Yong was the most famous literary giant in the Eastern Han Dynasty. His students and old officials were spread all over the world, and his prestige among the literati was very high.
Moreover, Emperor Ling of Han specifically asked Cai Yong to write the Xi Ping Stone Scripture and the Dong Guan Han Ji, which were engraved on the stone steles and stood outside the Imperial College. There was an endless stream of students from home and abroad who observed them every day.
These two history books were treasured by historians even after 2,000 years.
If he could become Cai Yong's last disciple, it was no different from adding a huge and terrifying interpersonal chain. Moreover, with Cai Yong around, his future career would be smooth sailing.
All the young scholars present were envious, especially Yuan Shao.
"I didn't expect Lord Cai Yong to accept a closed door disciple. This time, even if I have to use all my life's knowledge, I will take first place in this literary gathering.”Yuan Shao cupped his fists at Xun Yu. He knew that Xun Yu's literary talent was definitely above his.
Xun Yu smiled and said," It's useless for you to tell me about this. Kong Wenju, Chen Kongzhang, and Liu Gonggan are all here today. I can't compare to them."”
Mu Ge knew that Xun Yu was being humble. With his talent and wisdom, how could he not be better than others? However, the reward that Lu Zhi mentioned made him very tempted.
If Mu Ge could become Cai Yong's student, it would be a huge fortune for him. In the future, wherever he went, he would be entertained by scholars.
With the signboard of Cai Yong's last disciple on his head, he was especially popular wherever he went. Moreover, he had the chance to get close to Cai Wenji, the peerless beauty. Mu Ge was a little excited just thinking about it.
The girl who was hiding behind a group of maids in the corner of the hall complained in her heart,""Father is going to take in his last disciple? Why didn't you tell Yan 'er?"
"Lord Cai Yong, please set the questions!" Kong Rong couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart and said to Cai Yong.
Cai Yong stroked his beard and smiled." Since everyone is drunk today, let's use 'wine' as the topic. I wonder which talented scholar can compose a poem to help us drink."”
The questions were set!
The moment Cai Yong set the question, the scholars began to ponder.
"I'll go first!" Kong Rong seemed to be afraid that someone else would steal his limelight. He quickly stood up with a confident smile on his face.
Mu Ge had never been fond of people who liked to show off. This guy was arrogant and liked to show off, which angered Boss Cao and got him killed.
"Wenju is indeed worthy of being the grandson of Confucius. Then please compose a poem for us to appreciate.”Cai Yong said with a smile.
Kong Rong walked from his seat to the center of the hall and fanned himself with a fan, pretending to be elegant. In fact, Kong Rong was not good-looking. The more he acted like this, the more he looked out of place. However, he was still talented.
"The guests are always full, and the wine in the bottle is never empty. What is the norm in life?”Kong Rong read the poem aloud.
"As expected of Kong Wen Ju!"
"As expected of the disciple of a Saint. You live up to your reputation!”
Everyone praised Kong Rong's literary talent, and Cai Yong nodded in satisfaction. To be able to improvise poems with such talent was truly amazing.
"Is there any other scholar who wants to come up and compose a poem?”Lu Zhi asked with a smile.
Soon, another young man stood up. It was Liu Gonggan, Liu Zhen. This guy was smoking as he walked to the center of the hall.
If this was in modern times, it would definitely be considered rude behavior. However, this was ancient times. Many people didn't even know what cigarettes were. They were quite curious when they saw Liu Zhen take out a cigarette.
Mu Ge almost couldn't help but laugh. This Liu Gonggan was really giving him face. Wasn't he advertising for free? How interesting!
"Miss, Miss, look, that's a cigarette! Young Master Liu is also smoking!" In the corner of the hall, Xiao Yue said excitedly to the girl beside her.
The girl stared at Liu Zhen for a while and asked Xiao Yue in confusion,""Didn't you say that you can spit out golden rings? Why didn't I see it?"
"This is definitely something that Young Master Liu doesn't know how to vomit. Only Mu Ge would vomit. This thing was invented by him, so only he knows how to vomit.”Xiao Yue said confidently.
The girl nodded and swept her gaze across the crowd in the hall. She found Mu Ge's position. Coincidentally, Mu Ge happened to look over and saw someone watching him.
However, it was a little far away and there were servant girls blocking the way, so Mu Ge couldn't see the person's face clearly. Judging from his clothes, he thought that he was a servant.
Mu Ge had always been very friendly to servants. When he saw the other party looking over, Mu Ge returned a bright smile and nodded at him before turning his gaze back to Liu Zhen.
"Ah!" The girl hurriedly retracted her gaze and hid behind the servant girl. She blushed and thought,""Why is this person smiling at me for no reason? Could it be that you recognized me as a woman?"
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