While the few of them were waiting in the tent, the curtain was lifted, and an eight-foot-tall, dignified, and imposing young man walked in with his head held high.
His eyes were full of vigor, and his face was filled with a natural youthfulness and vitality.
Huangfu Song cheered from the bottom of his heart when he saw Zhang Tian. This young man was magnanimous and exuded a heroic spirit. This kind of spirit could only be possessed by some of his generals who had fought hundreds of battles.
Now that it had appeared in this person's body, it was truly rare.
Zhang Tian walked into the tent and bowed to Huangfu Song and Zhu Rong,"
"I, Zhang Tian, pay my respects to the two lords.”
Then, he turned to Cao Cao and bowed. Finally, he looked at Zhang Miao and lowered his head,
"Brother, I've made you worry."
"My brother, please rise. This time, you have made great contributions to the Imperial Court.”
Zhang Miao saw that Zhang Tian's head was lowered to his waist and quickly reached out to support him.
"Hehe, no wonder Commandant Cao recommended him as filial and honest.”
Huangfu Song opened his mouth when he saw how close Zhang Miao and Zhang Tian were.
Zhang Tian quickly turned around and said,"
"Thank you for your praise, Lord Huangfu. My parents have passed away in my early years, so I treat my eldest brother like a father.”
"Alright, alright."
Hearing Zhang Tian's modesty, Huangfu Song couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.
At this moment, he was even more certain that the young Zhang Tian would recommend Xiao Lian.
Zhu Rong had also seen everything that happened after Zhang Tian entered the tent, and he had a good impression of him.
However, the other party was still too young, so he still wanted to test him.
"Cough!"
After a light cough, he shifted everyone's attention to himself. He then turned to Zhang Tian, who was standing in the middle of the field, and said,"
"Just now, I heard Commandant Cao say that you are a literary star who has descended to the mortal world.”
"Lord Zhu, this is naturally fake.”
Zhang Tian's answer shocked everyone.
Fortunately, he quickly replied,
"This is just everyone's love. In fact, I still have a lot to learn.”
Zhang Tian's explanation made him appear even more humble and polite, which won everyone's favor.
"Hehe, this is a polite way of saying it. In that case, you really have some knowledge. I wonder if you can write a poem? Let me, a martial artist, learn from you."
Although he said that he wanted to learn, Zhu Rong had no intention of learning at all. In fact, everyone understood that this was just a live test.
At that time, scholars were respected, especially those born in large families. If they could recite good poems, it was easy for them to make a name for themselves and be valued.
Zhu Rong said this because he wanted to make Zhang Tian famous.
After all, he was the only one who had asked to meet the person before deciding on other matters. Now that he had met the person, he was indeed very satisfied. He needed an explanation.
Of course, such a statement had to be viewed from two aspects. If Zhang Tian could recite a good poem, it would naturally be a happy ending. From then on, his official career would be smooth sailing.
On the contrary, if he could not do it, it would prove that what he had been praised for was false. Such a mediocre person would naturally be useless in the imperial court.
Who said that Zhu Rong was a martial artist? From this matter, it could be seen that he was still very resourceful.
Since the matter had succeeded, it was naturally because he had discovered a talent and provided him with an opportunity to showcase himself. Otherwise, he would have exposed a fake intellectual.
"Poetry?"
Zhang Tian was also stunned after hearing this. He had never thought of such a test.
He could understand that he had to meet him to decide on something. It was even normal for him to have other questions. However, he had never thought that he would be able to write a poem.
Speaking of which, Zhang Tian was not very interested in composing poems. If he had to compare, he still preferred his old profession, which was to lead troops to war.
However, since Zhu Rong had asked this question, he could not avoid it no matter what.
Fortunately, during his time in Chen Liu City, he had won praise by composing poems, and he had racked his brains to think of many famous phrases.
However, thinking about it now, there were indeed few suitable ones.
He couldn't possibly come up with a poem like 'The moon is shining in front of the window, and it seems to be the frost on the ground.'
The most important thing in composing a poem was to adapt to the situation.
Although Zhu Rong didn't give a theme, he knew that it was necessary to adapt to the situation. Otherwise, it would lose its meaning no matter how well he did it.
After hearing Zhu Rong's words, they all focused on Zhang Tian. He knew that he didn't have much time left. This was an important opportunity for him to shine.
If it was done well, there would naturally be a great future waiting for him, and it would be smooth for him to become an official.
On the other hand, if he did not do it well, not only would it be useless, but he would also end up with a bad reputation.
The ancients paid the most attention to reputation, which could be said to be the foundation of their lives.
Zhang Tian took a step forward and began to think of some relevant poems and phrases related to the scene.
In the battle last night, he was the first one to attack, and he used fire to attack. For a moment, poems related to fire began to gather rapidly, and a poem about Ji Gate jumped into his mind. After quickly changing the vocabulary, Zhang Tianyu said,
"Yesterday's battle was to resolve the siege of Changshe, so I'll recite 'Battle of Changshe'.
As he spoke, Zhang Tian took another step forward,"
"The beacon fire on the battlefield burns the Yellow Turbans."
After this sentence, the few people in the tent nodded.
This was definitely a work for the occasion. It was impossible to think of a poem in advance, and it was also a time to test a person's ability to write poetry.
After that, Zhang Tian said the second sentence,
"All of us are united to support the Changshe Society."
After a moment of hesitation, he said,"
"Although I'm not a pen-throwing official, I still want to ask for a long tassel in terms of merit.”
The four poems were completed in one go.
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