Chapter 162: To Kneel or Not to Kneel (3)

Sima Wudao did not comment, and said lightly: "I have heard a kind of long and short sentences called words."

"Oh~" Fan Xianling turned his head to look at Li Dawei

, the six steps that I said were good to become a poem, the master has already 'made' three poems, okay, I have memorized three poems, and it is not endless, Li Dawei has resentment in his heart, he is ruthless, and he said in his heart, "You forced me"

Niu Qiao's "Bodhisattva Man";

Song Huizong's "Sending the Spring Breeze" to Li Sisi;

Li Qingzhao's "The Ugly Slave";

Li Yu's "Bodhisattva Man".

A capital is a classic masterpiece, with beautiful lyrics and far-reaching artistic conception, which makes people reverie.

Who can stand it, especially in this era when there are no 'bad websites', which used to be read as a yellow novel, as a foreplay for the pleasure of the literati.

Everyone listened and forgot to let go, one secretly looked up at the sky, and the hands of the officials secretly moved to the middle of the body, just bending over, without the majesty and domineering just now.

Fan Xianling shook his head when he heard this, and kept saying: "Miao Miao Miao"

"Enough!" scolded coquettishly, Sima Yanran couldn't stand it, after all, she was a twenty-year-old girl, and she was told this kind of 'meat joke' by such a prodigal in public.

But it seems to have affected most people's emotions, haven't you seen your father Sima Wudao listen to it with relish?

Sima Wudao came back to his senses and said, "Okay, didn't you see anyone fainting?" ”

Well? Everyone seemed to have just discovered that the 'bitter master' Ge County Lieutenant on the left side of the public case had his eyes closed, crumbling, and was about to fall, and the entourage next to him was also refreshed from his fantasy and immediately held his master.

"So..."Fan Youxian really has 'leisure', and he is still a little unsatisfied, so he turned his head and asked Lin Zigui, who was fiddling with the planners next to him, "Master Lin, what do you think?" ”

Lin Zi was anxious, his train of thought was interrupted, he raised his head and said blankly: "What did you say?" ”

"Okay, it's okay!" Seeing that Lin Zigui was in this state, there would be no way to communicate, Fan Youxian said regretfully: "In this way, then you are allowed not to..."

"Well, Lord Castle, you seem to be a defendant like me!"

"But I have an official status"

Hooligans are not afraid, they are afraid that hooligans are educated, and they are even more afraid that educated hooligans will play hooligans.

It's a rhythm to play to the death.

Fan Youxian saw that the matter was not over yet, so he nodded and said, "Well, that's right, Sima City Lord is good at 'martial arts', so it's better for the two of them to compete." ”

, Sima Wudao is a 'seven-pin', and if he wants to impact the 'eight-pin' master, if he is well prepared and well-designed, he can be killed, but he will be killed in seconds if he faces it.

"Humph! The lord of this city has always been to convince people with virtue, and fighting and killing is the courage of the horseman" Sima Wudao said disdainfully: "You also compose poems, I will judge whether you are satisfied or not"

"......" Li Dawei said aggrievedly: "Ladies and gentlemen, I have already composed 7 songs just now, and I have only taken 6 steps in total." ”

Everyone listened to the 'joke' just now, and forgot that this defendant has 6 steps and 7 poems, which cannot be summarized by a genius of the world.

"That's your business" Sima Wudao ignored this stubble at all: "You can take two more steps!" ”

Rare dry humor.

If I hadn't been able to beat you, I would have cleaned you up a long time ago.

You can't be romantical anymore, otherwise you really won't be able to pass the test.

Fortunately, I know Sima Wudao's preferences, and pick the one he likes.

I talked too much, my throat was a little dry, I didn't go to class for a long time, and my professional skills degraded a little.

He cleared his throat and said, "Grape wine glow-in-the-dark cup, if you want to drink the pipa, urge it immediately." Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people came back to fight in ancient times? ”

After hearing this, Sima Wudao closed his eyes and said for a while: "What is that 'grape wine'?" ”

Well? No, how to focus on the focus is off. "Uh~ This is a wine made from grapes, sweet and sour in the mouth, and has a unique flavor."

Sima Wudao rolled his throat, "Oh... I convince people with virtue and speak with facts, I don't know how this wine is? So when I know, I'll judge the poem. ”

"This... If the lord of the castle can find a large number of grapes, I will be able to make them, but it will take about twenty days, but if I want the wine to be strong, it will take longer. ”

"More on the Future"

Li Dawei said in his heart, it seems that there will be no 'Wang Bang' today, and this matter will be endless. After a while, he thought, "Since that's the case, I'll change it again: angry hair rushes to the crown, relying on the place, Xiaoxiao rain rest." Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, strong and fierce. Forty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Five shames, still snow; When the courtiers hate, when will they be destroyed! Drive a long car and step through the lack of Heqi Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ”

There is no way, in order to fit Sima Wudao, it can only be slightly modified, one is age, according to Sima Yanran's double ten years, it is estimated that he should be 'forty'; the second is that there is no 'Jingkang's shame' now, but due to the invasion of Wuhu, there will be a 'move to the south', and the capital will be 'Jiankang'.

This song is rumored to be Yue Fei's 'Man Jianghong', Li Dawei himself likes it very much, and this 'reading' is impassioned and full of passion.

After reading it, I found that everyone was excited and full of ambition.

After a blink of mind, I understood.

At this time, the north of the Yangtze River has basically fallen, and it is only a matter of time before the area around Xiangyang is concerned. In this court, except for Sima Yanran, the others are all men who are 'strong in blood', and they have a sense of family and country, and they are so teased by Li Dawei, and their hearts are surging.

Sima Wudao is the most empathetic, he is not only a member of the 'Sima' family, but also a general, what he is doing now is not to 'clean up the old mountains and rivers and face the sky', it is completely said to his heart.

In Li Dawei's astonished gaze, the case in front of Sima Wudao was almost shattered, and it seemed that he was definitely not his opponent when he fought.

Sima Wudao closed his eyes and half-tilted his head, as if digesting the content of the poem, as if he was reminiscing about the past. After a while, he opened his eyes and said, "Don't kneel!" ”