Just when everyone in the audience was in a hurry, Song Zhong spoke

"This time it was like a painting, some people were not convinced, and the old man recited the works of the virtuous nephew."

"At that time, if any virtuous nephew feels that his work is better than that of the virtuous nephew, he can debate with the old man."

After Song Zhong finished speaking, he didn't wait for everyone to react, and then read Li Zhi's poem.

"The name of this poem is: Tian Jia"

"Father ploughs the plains and fields,

Ziqi Mountain is deserted.

June He Weixiu,

The official family has repaired the warehouse"

“……”

There was silence for a while when everyone heard this, and no one thought that their poems could compare to this one.

"Woo woo woo ......"

At that moment, a whimpering cry came from outside the arena, and everyone looked at the place where the cry sounded.

I saw an old farmer in his 60s sitting on the ground whimpering and crying.

Seeing this, Li Zhi walked over quickly and helped the old farmer

"Why are the old people crying here? But what did we do wrong? ”

Li Zhi asked with concern

"It has nothing to do with Childe, it's just the situation in the old family, which is the same as what is written in Childe's poem"

"This year's year is average, and the grain is only 60% of the harvest year, but now the official family has repaired the granary."

"This year, after I pay my taxes, I'm afraid I'm going to starve again, and I don't know if anyone in my family will starve to death."

The old man wiped his tears with his dry palm

"The old man has lived forty-five times, and three people have starved to death in the family in previous years."

"Now there are only old people and my daughter-in-law and young grandchildren in the family, but I don't know who it is this year"

"It's heartache to think of the decay here, that's why I'm crying here, which disturbs your sons."

This is the old man who wiped his tears, stood up, and pretended to be firm

"The old decay has nothing to do, it's just a moment of grief in my heart, the son doesn't have to worry about the old decay, the old decay will leave"

After speaking, the old man didn't wait for Li Zhi to stay, so he walked out quickly.

Li Zhikong stretched out his hand, his face was dazed, looking at the back of the old man in front of him, but he couldn't say a word.

Then he was afraid that his tears would flow out, so he closed his eyes tightly and raised his head

But in his heart, he thought of the famous saying: "The people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death!" ”

"This bullshit world! Hell if the world is not chaotic! ”

"Hoo ......"

Li Zhi let out a long breath, beckoned to Guo De on the side, and whispered to him

"Send someone to follow the old man, and if his family is really in trouble, bring him some goods."

"Whoa"

Guo De answered and went

Seeing Guo De leaving, Li Zhi had mixed feelings in his heart

"Although you can't save the poor, but if you can save one, it's one!"

"This Damn World"

His heart was filled with indignation at this time.

At this time, Xi Zhicai, who had been silent since he entered, heard Li Zhi's instructions to Guo De, and also looked at Li Zhi with complicated eyes.

Originally, he thought that Li Zhi was recruiting displaced people just to increase his own power.

In order to cope with the troubled times in the future, people of insight can foresee, but I didn't expect him to be so sympathetic to farmers.

If you don't really experience it, how can you make such a compassionate poem because it is not easy for ordinary people? How to do something to show compassion to farmers?

"Before I was loyal, I was afraid that there was a lot of misunderstanding of Brother Xing!"

Xi Zhicai sighed, feeling a little guilty inexplicably.

If Li Zhi knew, Xi Zhicai thought so in his heart, and it was estimated that he would read some poems that worried about the country and the people in front of him every day.

This time the old farmer's matter just touched the softness of Li Zhi's heart.

Of course, these jokes are not a chance to know.

Just when Xi Zhicai was thinking nonsense in his heart, Song Zhong opened his mouth and asked everyone

"Ladies and gentlemen, what objections do you have to the way of poetry, respecting the virtuous nephews of the line?"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Song Zhong nodded, and then read

The name of the word is: will enter the wine. You don't see you."

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

The four sages, the benevolent brothers, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you.

”

"Good!"

"Happy"

As soon as Song Zhong finished reading these words, everyone below applauded loudly.

"If you say such a word, you will be respected by the virtuous nephew of the line, and everyone will have any opinions?"

After they calmed down, Song Zhong asked everyone

At this moment, Cao Cao spoke

"Brother Xing, as soon as this word comes out, no one in the world can be able to control it, be the first, worry about it."

"Good" is said to be good.

Song Zhong nodded and announced

"In this way, the two poems this time are both respectful of the virtuous nephew."

"Congratulations to Brother Xing"

"Congratulations brother"

At this time, all of Li Zhi's friends came over to congratulate him.

"I have conceded you"

Li Zhi bowed his hand to everyone at this time and bowed

"I am ashamed of the talent of the brother of the line, how dare I say it, and I am convinced of the loss."

At this time, Yuan Shao sighed on the side.

"Humph!"

Yuan Shu, who followed Yuan Shao, snorted coldly, and turned his head not to look at Li Zhi.

Although he is not very proficient in the way of poetry, the level of appreciation he should have is not bad.

Knowing this poem and this word, it will be passed down through the ages, so he has nothing to say.

But he wanted him to say goodbye, but he couldn't do it, so he snorted coldly and didn't want to say anything more.

"Silence..."

Song Zhong shouted at this time

"Due to the limited time, the two songs also started at the same time."

"This time, the song, the two are not written on paper, you only need to make a good draft and sing it on stage."

Speaking of which, he glanced at the crowd in the audience

"This song is not limited to the subject matter, and it is only limited to one stick of incense, have all the virtuous nephews understood?"

"I'll get it"

Seeing this, Song Zhong nodded

"In this way, those who participate in the two ways of singing can get up"

"Boom la la ......"

About fifteen or sixteen people got up, and Cao Cao was among them, but you didn't stand up this time.

The old farmer's voice had been echoing in his ears, and he was not in the mood to participate in this competition.

"Light incense! Hit the gong! ”

Song Zhong commanded

As soon as the gong sounded, everyone worked hard to write, and it seemed that when the first few skills were competed, everyone had already made the draft in their hearts, so they were not as hard as they were a few days ago.

Time passed slowly, and in a short time a stick of incense burned out.

"Dang!"

When the gong sounded, everyone put down their pens and looked at the others with confident faces.

"Which virtuous nephew will come up first and sing about his own work?"

"First in the next!"

One person jumped out of the crowd and looked confident

"I have seen you all in the next Zhang Jie's table"

Speaking of this, he saluted the four old men on the stage

"The younger generation is ugly"

"A song "Pastoral Fu" for your appreciation"

He cleared his throat and began to sing

"My pastoral, the east of Surabaya, stretches for miles......"

Although Li Zhi felt that his tone was a little strange, on the whole, this Fu was still good.

When the man had finished singing, the rest of the people applauded.

After everyone sang one by one, Cao Cao was the only one left, and I saw him straighten his clothes and stride towards the stage.

"An autumn breeze for your appreciation"

He said cleanly

"Whew! The grass and trees are merciless, sometimes drifting. Man is an animal, but the spirit of things. The heart of the hundred worries, everything is in its shape, there is movement in the middle, and it will shake its essence. And thinking about what it can't do, worrying about what its wisdom can't do, it is advisable to be a tree for those who are dark and black, and those who are dark are stars. But why do you want to compete with plants and trees with the quality of non-gold and stone? Whoever is the thief for it, why hate the autumn sound! ”

“……”

After Cao Cao finished singing, the people who participated in the competition were silent

"The virtuous nephew is really good!"

Song Zhong opened his mouth in admiration

"Today's song is two, and Cao Cao Meng Dexian's nephew is respected, what do you think of your virtuous nephew?"

"Good! We all agree."

After listening to Cao Cao's song, everyone had nothing to say, so they all agreed

Just when everyone congratulated Cao Cao, the people who were playing chess there were only the last pair left.

I saw one of them pick up a sunspot and make a "click" sound......

Find out what happens next, and listen to the next breakdown.

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