Li Yue woke up from a deep coma, awakened by the foul smell of his blood-stained prison uniform. At this moment, hundreds of wounds on his body hurt at the same time, making him feel that life is worse than death.

The dim oil lamp outside the cell emitted a faint light, and the shadow of the lamp was reflected on the prison wall, looking like a ghost with teeth and claws asking for Li Yue's life.

Li Yue shook his head and smiled, things had come to this point, he no longer cared about his life and death. The only thing I was worried about was whether the two brothers of King Du would be implicated in death by themselves.

Li Yue stretched out his hands to support the slippery wall, and the bone-chilling cold air immediately entered his body, making his brain suddenly sober up a lot. Then he used all his strength to climb up against the cold prison wall.

After waiting for a while, Li Yue felt that he was almost on his feet, so he withdrew his right hand from the wall, stretched out his index finger and poked the wound on his left chest that had not yet fully healed.

"Hiss......"

After taking a long breath of cold air in pain, Li Yue wrote the wall with his index finger wrapped in his own blood:

Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds. The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star. It is said that it is Haoran, and it is full of gloom.

The royal road is clear, containing and Tuming Court. When the poor festival is seen, one by one. In Qi Tai Shi Jian, in Jin Dong Fox Pen.

In Qin Zhang Liangshi, in the Han Su Wu Festival. For General Yan's head, for Ji's blood. For Zhang Suiyang's teeth, for Yan Changshan's tongue.

Or for the Liaodong hat, clear the ice and snow. Or for the teacher's table, the ghosts and gods weep strongly. Or to cross the river, generously swallow the hu.

Or for the fight of the thief, the reverse vertical head is broken. It is majestic and majestic. When it runs through the sun and the moon, life and death are sufficient.

The earth is based on it, and the heavenly pillar is respected. The three outlines are really life, and morality is the root. It is not effective to give Yang Jiu, and it is really ineffective.

Chu prisoners were crowned and sent to the north of the city. The woks are as sweet as gluttony, and they can't get it. The hell house is full of ghost fires, and the spring courtyard is closed and dark.

Cow Ji has the same soap, and chickens perch on phoenix food. Once covered with fog and dew, it was divided into barren ditches. In this way, no matter how cold and hot it is, it is easy to find its own.

Sorry and depressed, for my peace and happiness. How can he be skillful, yin and yang cannot be thieves. Looking at this, look up at the clouds.

I am sad, and the sky is very strong. The philosopher's day is far away, and the punishment is in the past. The wind eaves show books and read, and the ancient road shines in color.

Li Yue's fingers seemed to exert a thousand strokes of the force, and after writing the last word of this "Song of Righteousness", he finally couldn't hold on, collapsed on the dry grass pile in the corner, and fell asleep again.

I don't know how long it took, but Li Yue was awakened by a rush of heavy footsteps outside the cell. After the cell door was opened, Li Yue heard someone walk in, he didn't even bother to open his eyes, and said in a nonchalant tone: "You don't have to go to such great lengths anymore, even if you use all means, Li will never join forces with you to frame Prince Wen!" If you think that the result of a knife is too cheap for Li, then what means are there to use here. Li is tired of your tossing and doesn't want to leave this cell. ”

After speaking, Li Yue turned over on the dry grass pile, leaving only a back for the visitor.

"Oh?" The person who came was obviously a little surprised, and he smiled: "Li Qitou and Prince Wen have never met, so why should they suffer for him?" ”

It was an unfamiliar voice, Li Yue turned over and sat up and looked at it, the person who came was a man in Tsing Yi, with a wide face and wide ears, and he had never seen this person since he was imprisoned.

Could it be that He Shou couldn't get the confession he wanted, so Dali Temple was replaced. Li Yue knew that framing the king of Wu'an County in the current dynasty, and Wen Bin, the envoy of the Lianghuai Festival, could never be the bureau of He Shou, a six-pin temple Cheng Nengbu. Could it be that this person is the mastermind behind the scenes, and finally can't hold back and go out in person?

The man in Tsing Yi saw the blood poem left by Li Yue on the prison wall, and browsed it through the faint light. stared at the wall for a while, and finally couldn't help but applaud and praise: "What a song of righteousness"! Li Qitou's poem is secondary, and the righteousness of the book is really earth-shattering, crying ghosts and gods! ”

"Although Li is a husband, he still knows the righteousness." Thinking of the real author of "Song of Righteousness", Li Yue couldn't help but feel a lot of pride in his chest, and said categorically to the man in Tsing Yi: "The last general will never be in the same league with the traitorous officials who framed Zhongliang." Your Excellency don't have to think about it any further! ”

"Li Qi's first person in the army has such a literary talent, which is really admirable!" The man in Tsing Yi bowed to Li Yue, who was sitting still, and said, "Brother Li is enough to go down in history with this song "Song of Righteousness" alone. ”

"However", the man in Tsing Yi changed his words and said: "If Brother Li dies tragically in this prison, wouldn't it be a pity that this article full of belly will be lost to the world?" ”

"The mountains and rivers are broken, the people are struggling to make a living, and the homeland is difficult to recover." Li Yue said disapprerovingly: "What's the point of poetry? ”

"Having said that, this splendid article cannot be circulated in the world, but it is also a tyrannical thing." The man in Tsing Yi stroked his long hair under his chin and said: "If Brother Li has other masterpieces, it is better to listen to me, and let Brother Li's article be passed on to future generations." ”

Li Yue thought about it, as one of the traversers, since he could not achieve a cool life of unifying the universe and worshipping in all directions, he could leave his name and pass it on, which was not worth wearing.

The historical allusion in "Song of Righteousness" is the latest Duan Xiushi who died of a thief in the fourth year of Tang Dezong's construction, and the other party did not feel that there was any problem with the allusions in the poem, it seems that the history of Tang before this time and space is at least consistent with his previous life. It seems that the previous articles of the Tang Dynasty cannot be copied, and neither can the Northern Song Dynasty, in case there are similarities.

Li Yue had no choice but to search his intestines and scrape his stomach, and poured all the more than 20 famous poems he knew in the Southern Song Dynasty and later to the man in Tsing Yi.

Because Li Yue's mouth was written and the speed was extremely fast, the man in Tsing Yi had to ask the jailer for pen and paper to record the poems written by Li Yue one by one.

After repeatedly confirming with Li Yue that there were no other masterpieces and repeatedly inspecting that there was no mistake, the man in Tsing Yi left satisfied.

After the man in Tsing Yi returned with a full load, the jailer actually brought in a pot of wine and a roast chicken to Li Yue.

Li Yue felt that this should be his own decapitation. Since entering the cell of this Dali Temple, Li Yue can only drink a bowl of porridge in the morning and a bowl of vegetable soup in the afternoon every day. So he didn't care about anything else at the moment, and swallowed a whole chicken leg in one bite.

When Li Yue was gobbling up in the cell, in the palace of Wu'an County in Lin'an City, Wen Bin, who was sitting on the main seat, was holding Li Yue's poem manuscript and exclaimed: "What a genius in the world!" If it weren't for the fact that you saw it with your own eyes, I would never have believed that these poems could have been written by the head of a holy army. ”

The Liang is heavy on literature and light on martial arts, and the status of scholars and doctors is extremely high. If you can rely on the wonderful pen in your hand, the Toad Palace will win the crown, and its glory will not lose to the commander of the army who commanded thousands of troops and horses to recover the Central Plains. Therefore, senior generals like Wen Bin and Zong Peng respect the scholars very much.

"I didn't expect Tang Hao to use the attack on the Youguo mission to frame my uncle." Wen Xin, who was wearing green clothes, said indignantly.

"There's nothing strange about that. Don't you look at whose protégé Tang Hao is? Wen Bin put the manuscript of the poem on the table at hand and said: "Back then, Li Linzhong instructed Tang Hao, who presided over the trial of Zong Peng's case, to condemn General Zong's father and son as rebellion, and the old man asked Li Linzhong what evidence he had?" He said three words to me. This Tang Hao is really a good student of Li Linzhong, and he also used his teacher's tricks of making things out of nothing on the old man. ”

"Uncle!" Wen Xin bowed down and asked, "Do you want to tell Your Majesty about this matter when you face the saint?" ”

"The Holy Lord summoned me to Beijing this time, and if my expectations are correct, it must be to discuss the Northern Expedition of the whole army. As for Li Yue's matter, the old man had another response. After speaking, Wen Bin picked up the manuscript of the poem on the case and handed it to Wen Xindao: "Tomorrow, you will widely transmit these articles in the major Qinglou in Lin'an." ”

"This ......," Wenxin took the poem after a little hesitation.

"The old man saw that the little lady of the Xiao family was a little similar to your uncle in the tavern that day, so he moved his mind to rescue Li Yue. I didn't expect it, haha! Speaking of this, Wen Bin raised his white sword eyebrows, stroked his palms and laughed: "Genius from the sky, Liang Zhongxing is hopeful!" Haha......"

After the old prince finished speaking, he couldn't stop laughing, and the letter standing aside was unknown.