Chapter 110: Seven Steps to Poetry
"Boom"
Under the order of Ashide Yuanzhen, dozens of Turkic guards poured in outside the big tent to surround Fang Yi and his party, and if they disagreed, they would kill Fang Yi and his party on the spot.
"I see who dares!"
Zhang Qianmiao's eyes turned red, and he pulled out the horizontal knife on his waist to block it in front of Fang Yi.
Seeing Zhang Qianmiao's posture, the Yulin Army armor soldiers clenched the halberds in their hands and tightly protected Fang Yi and his party in the middle.
Although the number of Yulin soldiers is absolutely inferior, each Yulin soldier has no fear on his face, and he is full of death-defying looks.
Ashide Yuanzhen was even more angry when she saw this scene.
You bastard!
Forget it if you kill the eldest prince in front of you, you are still so tough, you don't have the meaning of begging for mercy at all!
"Okay, you Fang Yi! Do you think this is still your Central Plains? Do you think we won't dare touch you? You are the one who brought about your own death! I can't complain about waiting! Come! ...... them."
"Wait!"
After his eldest son died in front of his eyes, Ashina was only stunned for more than ten seconds, and quickly regained his composure.
Ashina Gulu is worthy of being a fierce man of the rebuilt Turkic Empire, and he has figured out a lot of benefits in an instant.
Although Ashina Gu Lu wanted to cut Fang Yi, the murderer of his son, with a thousand knives, Ashina Gu Lu knew that he couldn't kill Fang Yi!
"Great Khan!" Wan Yan Ruochu stood up, "Give the order to do it!" The Central Plains people deceive people too much! ”
"Get out of here!" Ashina was aggressive, and with a gloomy face, he rebuked the Turkic guards in the big tent.
After the Turkic guards withdrew, Fang Yi breathed a sigh of relief, and the Yulin Army armor soldiers retreated one after another under the instruction of Fang Yi's eyes.
Chen naturally was not wrong!
If he kills Ashina Bone Grinding Order with a thunderous force, no matter how much Ashina Bone Dulla hates himself, he will not move himself.
Because now is not the time for a war between the Turks and the Central Plains!
The Turks are now busy subduing the Tiele tribe and the Khitan tribe that have not yet risen, and for the time being, they have no mind or strength to start a war with the Central Plains at the same time.
What's more, now that Mobei has begun to enter winter, cattle and sheep need to move south, and they need troops to protect them when they move south, and the current Turks have no extra troops to start a war with the Central Plains!
Therefore, Chen naturally had already eaten Ashina's bones!
Ashina Gulu and Fang Yi sat down at the same time, seeing that the killer continued to eat roast mutton in a leisurely manner, Ashina Gulu couldn't wait to pick up the carbon basin and buckle it on the top of Fang Yi's head.
Ashina sneered: "Fang Yi, you are so majestic!" Kill my son in front of King Ben Khan! ”
Fang Yi looked at Ashina with an innocent expression: "Didn't you order the Great Prince to be killed just now, Great Khan?" After being kind enough to let someone do it for you, how did you become a murderer? ”
"King Ben Khan just said, 'Kill him?' Instead of saying, 'Kill him!' ’”
"Really?" Fang Yi was slightly stunned, "Oops...... Honorable Turkic Khan, if ...... I said it was a misunderstanding, would you believe it? ”
Would I believe it? I believe in your grandma's ball!
Ashina stubbornly resisted the urge to scold, and looked at Fang Yi with a smile: "Since you said it was a misunderstanding...... Then King Ben Khan can not be held accountable! But ......"
"But what?"
"But...... King Ben Khan has always studied the culture of the Central Plains! King Ben Khan heard a story in the Central Plains, during the Three Kingdoms period, Emperor Wen Cao Pi asked Cao Zhi, the king of Dong'a, to write poems in seven steps, and King Ben Khan was deeply suspicious, is there really anyone in this world who can write poems in seven steps? As...... Taishi Ling asked Lord Ben Khan to show King Ben Khan whether people can really become poems in seven steps, so that King Ben Khan will not pursue today's affairs, how about it? ”
Fang Yi was stunned.
This son of a bitch...... I want to make myself a poem in seven steps, otherwise I will kill myself!
If Lao Tzu hadn't read 700 Tang poems, he would have been recognized tonight!
"Adult ......"
Chen naturally stood up nervously.
In Chen Nature's opinion, Fang Yi is indeed a little clever about literature, but the two have been together for a long time, and Chen naturally knows that Fang Yi is indeed a person who is not very literate.
Wouldn't it be difficult for Fang Yi, who was not very literate, to turn a poem into a poem in seven steps?
Fang Yi stretched out his hand to stop Chen Tiantian: "It's okay!" I'm willing to give it a try! Also ask the Turkic Khan to come up with the question! ”
Ashina Gu Lu thought about it carefully: "Taishi makes Lord homesick, right?" How about making a homesick poem with a person? If the beginning, start now, seven steps! ”
Homesickness? This Nima couldn't be too simple!
"No need!" Fang Yi stopped Wan Yan Ruochu, "You don't need seven steps, it's already done in the next step!" ”
"Really?" Wan Yan Ruochu, who had just stood up, looked at Fang Yi suspiciously.
He just stood up and was about to run six steps quickly, and then said that he had finished seven steps, Fang Yi actually said that he had already made a poem?
Fang Yi glanced at the outside of the big tent and said in a deep voice: "The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground!" Raise your head to look at the bright moon, bow your head and think of your hometown! ”
“……”
There was a deathly silence in the tent.
All the people, not only the Turks, including Chen Tianzi Ziyan and Zhang Qianxuan, were stunned when they heard this poem chanted by Fang Yi!
Although Ashina Gu Lu wants to pick a bone in the egg and avenge his son.
But Fang Yi's poem is perfect, and he can't find a trace of fault!
Wan Yan Ruochu was slightly stunned, and quickly reacted: "Bold!" The Great Khan just said that people write poems about their hometowns, why are there only hometowns and no ones? Trick me into sweating? ”
Ashina's eyes lit up: "What you said at the beginning is true!" There is no one in the whole poem, only homesickness, no one, not counted! How dare you deceive King Ben Khan? ”
"Who said there was no one in the verse?"
"Then where did you say there was a person in front of you?" Wan Yan Ruochu has always wanted to kill Fang Yi, and of course he will not let go of any excuse.
"If I say it, you won't pursue it anymore, will you?"
"That's right!" Ashina nodded his head.
"The bright moon in the poem is a person! It's a woman! ”
"Huh?" Ashina Gu Lu was slightly stunned, "Don't you deceive King Ben Khan who doesn't understand the culture of the Central Plains, if Mingyue is a woman, how should the whole poem be interpreted?" ”
"It's easy! Turkic khans listen well! Fang Yi put his hands behind his back and raised his head proudly.
"Bright moonlight in front of the bed, there is a woman named Mingyue in front of the bed who is naked! It is suspected to be frost on the ground, her skin is as white as the autumn frost on the ground! Look up at the bright moon, raise your head and look at the bright moon! I bowed my head and thought of my hometown, and when I lowered my head, I couldn't help but think of my wife who was still in my hometown! ”
"Ah......h
Ashina almost vomited three liters of blood on the spot.
"Poof"
The purple eyes behind Fang Yi suddenly burst into laughter.
Purple Eyes is a native of the Central Plains, although she is not a talented woman of Shangguan Wan'er's level, but she can still hear a general idea.
Purple eyes knew that the interpretation of the verses was completely Fang Yi fooling this group of Turks!
Although Wan Yan Ruochu also knew that Fang Yi was talking nonsense, and the original meaning of the poem was not like this, Wan Yan Ruochu really couldn't find a trace of fault with it.