Daming: At the beginning, Zhu Yuanzhang simulated the National Games

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, all the ministers drank a lot because of Zhu Gaoxu's fine wine, and they all became a little drunk.

This is especially true for the table where Zhu Gaoxu is sitting.

Needless to say, Xu Da and Tang He were people who loved wine, so they naturally drank a lot.

Mr. Li and Song Lian had never drunk such fine wine, and they were also a little drunk.

At this moment, a minister at the other table suddenly stood up and said: "Today there are such fine wines and delicacies, and there are no white people here. If there is a poem written by one, it will be even more elegant!"

After hearing this, all the ministers applauded.

What's more, some of them looked at Song Lian.

Indeed, Song Lian is known as one of the three masters of poetry in the early Ming Dynasty and has produced many excellent works. If anyone present has the best poetry, I am afraid it can only be Song Lian.

But Song Lian obviously didn't want to write poetry at this time. Even though many people looked at him, he just pretended not to know, picked up the wine glass and took a sip.

Seeing this, Zhu Di hurriedly said: "You are right, why don't we take this opportunity to compete with the previous one? Of the people here, only Mr. Song is qualified to judge. How about everyone sing a song and let Mr. Song rate it."

When everyone heard this, they all nodded, thinking that Zhu Di was right.

Some generals didn't know how to write well, so they immediately punished themselves with three cups of wine and escaped.

And all the civil servants had some cultural background, and it was quite lively for a while, with good words and sentences coming out frequently.

At this time, one of the ministers had obviously drunk too much.

Standing up unsteadily, he said in the direction of Zhu Gaoxu: "Today's banquet is mainly to celebrate the promotion of the young prince. Now the young prince has won the divine grace. As the protagonist of today's banquet, the young prince is also the son of Mr. Song Lian and Song. Close disciples, consider this a poem today, and it will be a good story for eternity."

Some ministers who also drank too much applauded.

The ministers who still retained their sense remained silent, or pulled aside the ministers who were going crazy.

Although everyone knows that Zhu Gaoxu is far superior to his peers, he is still a child of four or five years old at most.

Now it is said that Zhu Gaoxu is the emperor's favored grandson, and that he is Song Lian's disciple.

Now on this occasion, my grandpa and dad are here.

If Zhu Gaoxu can't do it, he will offend a bunch of people with just one word.

The key point is that they can't afford to offend any one of these offended people.

But the words had already been spoken, and it was too late to take them back.

Although some ministers wanted to save the situation, they didn't know what to say.

The originally lively banquet suddenly fell into a low ebb, and all the ministers stared at each other without speaking.

The minister who had drunk too much also woke up at this time and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

I stood there for a while, feeling a bit at a loss.

When Zhu Gaoxu saw all the ministers looking at him, he smiled faintly, stood up and said, "Everyone, please tell me that now that you are officials in the same dynasty as me, I will need to take more care of you in the future."

"Privately speaking, all of you here who are here to enjoy the honor at this moment are all members of your own family. I won't say more. Even if Xiao Wang writes a limerick, the elders will not laugh at Xiao Wang."

In a few words, Zhu Gaoxu completely eliminated the embarrassment of all the ministers.

Seeing Zhu Gaoxu set up the steps, all the ministers were also smart and said one after another: "Oh, what the young prince said is right. You are the protagonist today, and it is mainly for fun."

"Yes, yes, the young prince has such a status at such a young age. Who dares to laugh at you? I, the old man, will be the first to refuse!"

"We are all brothers, we mainly want to have fun."

"..."

Seeing Zhu Gaoxu's few words, the banquet became lively again, Zhu Di couldn't help but nodded, his son was indeed the material.

Even Tang He said to Xu Da beside him: "Don't tell me, you have such a grandson, we all envy you."

Xu Da smiled and said nothing, but his expression seemed to show off.

At this time, Zhu Gaoxu also took the opportunity to say: "To tell you the truth, this wine was brewed by Xiao Wang. In the future, it will need the support of all the elders. Since a banquet here is inevitably accompanied by fine wine, then Xiao Wang will use this

Write a poem about wine."

When all the ministers saw this, they applauded and said there was no problem.

Some wine-loving ministers immediately asked: "Does the young prince really mean what he said? If such a fine wine is really sold, I will be the first to support it!"

Others also nodded. After all, the wine was indeed delicious. Even in their status, they had never drunk such a delicious wine.

Seeing this, Zhu Gaoxu just nodded and did not discuss it further. Instead, he stepped forward and started writing a poem.

"No expense is spared to buy a precious sword, and a mink fur coat can be exchanged for wine. "If you cherish it with passion and diligence, it will still turn into blue waves if you spill it."

This poem by Zhu Gaoxu is not an eternal quatrain, but the artistic conception is indeed very high.

Among them, the poem borrows the allusion of Chang Hong, a loyal minister of the Zhou Dynasty, whose blood turned into green.

Even Song Lian's eyes lit up after hearing this poem, and the domineering and boldness of this poem broke through the sky.

Many ministers cheered loudly after hearing this.

Zhu Di looked at his son in surprise.

How much has this little brat learned behind my back?