The book is picked up again.

After scaring Zhang Rang away, Li Zhi turned around and said to Lu Zhi: "Thank you Duke Lu for relieving the siege of the little nephew, if it weren't for Duke Lu, the little nephew would be in trouble." ”

Lu Zhi shook his head, and said meaningfully to Li Zhi: "Virtuous nephew, remember, you are a rising star of the Han Dynasty, and you have a bright future, don't ruin your good future for the sake of a mere generation who has no children or grandchildren."

Although this Zhang Jean is hateful, he is really right in one sentence: This Luoyang has not been peaceful recently......"

After finishing speaking, Lu Zhi turned his head, drank with others and ignored Li Zhi, anyway, his words had already been said, if Li Zhi didn't wake up, then he wouldn't be surprised.

After Li Zhi heard this, his face changed, and what Zhang Rang said, Li Zhi originally thought that he was threatening himself.

But after Lu Zhi's reminder, it made Li Zhipin taste something, and I am afraid that something big will really happen in Luoyang.

Thinking of this, Li Zhi was even more worried, he didn't plan to care about the disturbances in Luoyang anymore, he just wanted to stay in his mansion and make villains to play.

In his spare time, he made an appointment with three or five friends, or went to the river to fish, or went to the forest to hunt, and lived a leisurely life, waiting for Emperor Han Ling to die, and then dealing with Dong Zhuo.

Li Zhi didn't expect that if he didn't cause trouble, he would automatically find other troubles, which made Li Zhi distressed, and sighed in his heart: "I really just work hard......"

Just when Li Zhi felt sorry for himself, an old man in front of the seat opened his mouth and said: "I have heard the name of the three peerless sons for a long time, and the old man Yuan Fengjing has a cup of the three peerless sons." ”

"Yuan Feng?" When Li Zhi heard this name, he sighed in his heart: "Trouble is coming!" ”

When Li Zhi first entered Luoyang, he was young and vigorous, and he didn't take the Yuan family in his eyes, so he offended Yuan Shu in the death, and the bitter fruit that had been brewing for a long time in the past few years finally came.

Li Zhiqiang was in good spirits, picked up the wine cup, and respectfully saluted Yuan Feng: "I am a descendant of the younger generation, how dare I be toasted by the elders?" A cup of toast to the elderly. ”

After speaking, Li Zhi drank all the wine in the cup, and finally lit up the bottom of the cup towards Yuan Feng.

Yuan Feng saw that Li Zhi was very respectful, and he couldn't find anything wrong, so he had no choice but to drink all the wine in the cup.

After Yuan Feng finished drinking, in an instant, his face turned red, and he hurriedly took a few chopsticks and vegetables into his mouth and suppressed the wine.

He didn't want to drink this glass of wine in the first place, but just wanted to find some fault with his etiquette through Li Zhi's return, and then laugh at him.

But he didn't expect Li Zhi to be so alert, he saw through his plan at a glance, and was meticulous when saluting him, so that he was unreasonable, so he had to endure the tumbling in his stomach and drink this glass of wine.

After drinking, Yuan Feng's mind turned, and he had an idea, only to see him ask Li Zhilang: "I have heard for a long time that the three peerless sons are great poets, have there been masterpieces at the banquet this time?" ”

As soon as Yuan Feng's words fell, he heard Cai Yong on the side say loudly: "Brother Yuan's words are very true, the virtuous nephew, when you are so happy, why don't you make a poem to make a meal with wine?" ”

Li Zhi smiled bitterly when he heard this, but he didn't shirk it, because he had a lot of poems about the battlefield in his heart, and since they let themselves make poems, they would copy it.

After thinking for a while, Li Zhi was about to read out a poem about the battlefield battle that he thought of, but was interrupted by Yuan Fengyang's hand: "Virtuous nephew and slow." ”

"I knew it wouldn't be that easy!" Li Zhi looked at Yuan Feng and said in his heart.

Then, Li Zhi looked at Yuan Feng with a smile and asked, "I don't know what the elder commands?" ”

Yuan Feng touched his beard and said to Li Zhi with a smile face-to-face: "The virtuous nephew is a talented person, how can he be like an ordinary person?" The virtuous nephew wrote poems this time, but he could not use himself as the theme, but ......"

Speaking of this, Yuan Feng looked around, and when he saw Lu Zhi, his eyes lit up, and he pointed at Lu Zhi and said to Li Zhi: "The virtuous nephew will compose a poem with Brother Lu as the theme, how about it?" ”

In this way, Yuan Feng is not well-intentioned, with Lu Zhi as the theme, if it is done well, then it will be suspected of being a sycophant, if it is not done well, it will offend Lu Zhi, and it will also damage Li Zhi's reputation.

When Li Zhi heard this, he also understood that he had bad intentions, no

At this point, he really can't refuse.

Because Lu Zhi is Li Zhi's boss and elders, he writes poems on the theme of his boss and elders, if he does a good job, he will inevitably be famous through the ages, this is filial piety, and he really can't shirk it.

However, Li Zhi is not afraid of this problem, because there are too many poems in his heart that describe the battlefield battle, even if it is based on Lu Zhi.

Thinking of this, Li Zhi was about to compose a poem, but was interrupted by Lu Zhiyang's hand: "Why is Brother Yuan difficult for a junior?" That's a bit too much."

As he spoke, Lu Zhi looked at Yuan Feng with displeasure on his face, his eyes full of contempt.

When Yuan Feng heard this, he coughed dryly, and looked away a little embarrassedly, not daring to look at Lu Zhi.

Afterwards, Yuan Feng said to General Li Zhiji: "Since the virtuous nephew can't do it, then let's stop this matter, just treat it as if the old man didn't say it." ”

At this time, Emperor Han Ling also heard the conversation here, looked at Li Zhi with interest and asked, "Li Qing really can't do it?" ”

When Li Zhi heard this, he smiled bitterly, and roared in his heart: "You stupid emperor, if you ask like this, even if you can't do it, you have to do it, otherwise what kind of face will this candidate have to settle in Luoyang?" ”

After thinking about it, Li Zhi stood up and bowed to everyone: "Since you can afford it, then you will be ugly." ”

After finishing speaking, Li Zhi slowly paced in the hall with a wine glass.

After a while, Li Zhi paused, and his eyes lit up: "Yes, everyone, listen."

Drunk and looking at the sword,

Dream back to blow the horn company camp.

Eight hundred miles under the command,

Fifty strings flipped outside the plug,

Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

The horse-made Lu is fast,

The bow is like a thunderbolt.

But the king's affairs are in the world,

Earn the name before and after your death.

Poor white happens! ”

"Good!"

As soon as Li Zhigang finished reading, Cai Yong on the side applauded loudly, only to see him say excitedly: "The virtuous nephew is in the way of poetry, and he is close to the realm..."

At this time, other people also tasted this poem carefully, and the more they read it, the more they felt that this poem was very tasteful, so they nodded one after another, agreeing with what Cai Yong said.

And Lu Zhi on the side was also very satisfied, stroking his beard, and looked at Li Zhi with satisfaction, this poem is a portrayal of himself, he is loyal to the country, so that now when he is gray-haired, he has to go out to serve the Han Dynasty, isn't it the same as what is said in this poem?

Yuan Fengjian not only failed to stump Li Zhi, but made him show off in the limelight, and he was extremely unhappy in his heart.

Subsequently, Yuan Feng said sarcastically: "Since Xingzhi's virtuous nephew is so talented, why not use the fact that he killed millions of yellow turbans to compose a poem for me to wait for a good taste?" ”

As soon as Yuan Feng's words fell, the hall instantly fell silent.

This matter is a thorn in everyone's hearts, after all, such a large-scale massacre has only been done by Qin Shibai.

But the fate of Bai Qi and the Qin Dynasty was not very good, so everyone deliberately did not mention this matter, for fear that the atmosphere would become embarrassing.

And after Yuan Feng said this, he already regretted it, he was not only mocking Li Zhi, but also offending Emperor Han Ling to death, so wouldn't it mean to curse the Han Empire?

"Presumptuous!" Sure enough, after Yuan Feng finished speaking, Emperor Han Ling was furious, threw a wine glass in his hand in front of Yuan Feng, pointed at Yuan Feng and scolded loudly: "Are you cursing my Han Dynasty for dying early?!" ”

"Don't dare!" Seeing this, Yuan Feng hurriedly got up, bowed to Emperor Han Ling, and said: "The minister does not have any intention of cursing Your Majesty, but the minister thinks of these yellow scarves, they were originally civilians, but now they have been brutally killed, and they are a little unbearable in their hearts."

As the old saying goes: knowing mistakes can be corrected, and good is great.

Although these yellow scarves have made mistakes for a while, if they can be corrected, they will still be my big people, but now they are ......."

Speaking of this, Yuan Feng looked at Li Zhi no longer because of his self-evident meaning.

After Yuan Feng finished speaking, everyone stopped talking, and even Emperor Han Ling no longer blamed Yuan Feng, and looked at Li Zhi to see how he explained.

Seeing this, Li Zhi shook his head speechlessly, if others blame him, it's okay to say, what qualifications does this Han Ling Emperor have to blame himself?

Why did you slaughter these yellow turbans? Isn't it for the sake of Emperor Han Ling?

Now that he has a bad reputation, Emperor Han Ling will push this matter on him? It's really irresponsible!

Thinking of this, Li Zhi no longer saved face for everyone: "Since you all blame Ben Hou for slaughtering the Yellow Turban, then Ben Hou may ask you, when the Yellow Turbans were everywhere, who of you went to exterminate the Yellow Turban?" ”

After speaking, Li Zhi swept towards everyone with a sharp gaze, and the ministers were a little weak by him, so they turned their eyes away one after another and did not look at him.

Li Zhi saw that no one dared to look at him, so he asked them again: "I will ask you again, when I was besieged in the city by millions of yellow turbans, did you have a way to deal with the millions of yellow turbans?" ”

Seeing that no one answered, Li Zhimeng took a few shots, stood up, and said loudly: "Since you can't help it, then why do you still blame Ben Hou?"

Ben Hou slaughtered the Yellow Turbans, but also for the people of Li in my Han Dynasty! ”

Speaking of this, Li Zhi turned his head: "Besides, even if Ben Hou captures all these yellow scarves, how to deal with these yellow scarves, who can come up with a way?" It's you? It's you? Or are you? ”

As he spoke, Li Zhi used his fingers to name the ministers who had just looked at him with contempt.

After seeing that they were all speechless, Li Zhi helplessly spread his hands and said to Liu Hong: "Your Majesty, this is the thing, if you don't slaughter, there is no way for the minister to settle those yellow scarves."

Unexpectedly, after the minister slaughtered the Yellow Turban, he was criticized by some villains behind his back. ”

After speaking, Li Zhi turned to Yuan Feng and said, "Since Yuan Gong wants his little nephew to compose a poem with those millions of yellow scarves, then the little nephew is better to obey his fate respectfully!" ”

After speaking, Li Zhiyi grabbed the wine jar on the side, poured it with a "goo dong", threw the wine jar, and chanted loudly: "Men should kill, kill mercilessly."

Immortal karma is all in killing.

In the past, there were rich men, and they were righteous and promised.

The eyes are murderous, and the body is lighter than a feather.

There are also males and tyrants, killing people like hemp.

You don't see it, the Confucianism beets up the strong man to die, and Shenzhou has praised benevolence and righteousness since then.

Once the Central Plains was in turmoil, the scholars rushed to the people and wept.

Kill one person in three steps, and your heart stops.

The blood flowed thousands of miles, and the corpse pillowed Qianxun Mountain.

The strong man fought and slept with the corpse of the enemy.

In the dream, there is still murder, and the smile reflects the spring.

Daughter Mo Xiang asked, what is the murderer of the man?

In ancient times, benevolence and virtue were exclusive to people, and morality was never true.

Don't you see, the lion and tiger prey has gained prestige, who has pity for the poor elk?

The world has always been strong and weak, even if it is reasonable, it is in vain.

Jun Xiu asked, men have their own men.

Men should be violent.

Things and benevolence do not stand.

Men are in the killing field, and they are as bold as a bear and as a wolf.

If you are born as a man, you will kill people, and you will not teach a man's body to wrap a woman's heart.

Men never show mercy to themselves, and they laugh at their opponents.

There are 100 battlefields in the field of revenge, and there are weeds everywhere.

Men don't tremble, there are songs to listen to.

Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero.

Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male.

The male is the male, and the road is different.

I saw through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but I was heroic in this life.

Good name does not love bad name, and murder is not punished.

I'd rather make 10,000 people grit their teeth and hate them, and don't teach anyone to scold me.

Looking at the past thousand years, where heroes do not kill. ”

Li Zhibian read this man's line, and walked outside the hall.

Along the way, everyone was intimidated by Li Zhi's murderous intent, and they all made way for him, and no one dared to stop him......