The reason why Zhang Jun proposed seven steps to become a poem is because his identity as a traverser is a great advantage in itself. If www.biquge.info had been put in the past, no matter how talented he was, he would not have been able to make a long poem like "From the Army" in seven steps. But now, I can't make it myself, I can use ready-made ones!

I saw him raise his legs slightly and take a step forward under the attention of the "crowd", and before he could speak, the voice of the crowd came from around: "One step ・・・・・・"

Confidently smiling slightly, Zhang Jun opened his mouth and sang: "Bitter expedition people, hard work." ”

Thanks to a good voice, Zhang Jun sang poems at this time, and his voice was low and strong, which immediately brought the listener into the picture of the army marching. When the little lady of the Chen family heard this sentence, her heart trembled slightly, not because of how good this plain first line of the poem was, but because of the power of this straightforward man's voice, it would give people a magical charm.

She couldn't help but bypass the barrier, stood behind the roller blind, carefully stretched out the soft wattle, gently opened a gap in the beaded curtain, and stared intently at the tall back.

At this time, Zhang Jun took the second step and sang: "The early Qin Dynasty is slightly Yangyue, and the Han Dynasty is fighting for Yin Mountain." The earth is wide and unbounded, and the rock is in the sky. ”

"What a spirit!" Chen Zhen couldn't help but praise it, but she was afraid that it would affect the lord's thoughts, so she hurriedly closed her mouth. But just because he doesn't speak doesn't mean that others won't talk about it. As soon as these two or three sentences came out, a scribe said: "The second sentence takes the Qin and Han dynasties as an example, it seems to boast of merits, but in fact, it is a satire ・・・・・・of the past and the present."

Another person said: "I think if my Great Jin is not reckless, how can I let Hu Er take advantage of the loophole and occupy the great rivers and mountains for nothing?" ”

One of the referees also said: "The third sentence is the majestic ・・・・・・"

Ignoring other people's comments, Zhang Jun was completely immersed in the feeling of singing. In modern times, whether it is Tang and Song poems or Yuan songs, they can only be read aloud, because the music score has long been gone, and people today do not know how the ancients sang these poems. Now that he has crossed over, he has been trained in music since he was a child, and he is naturally very familiar with all kinds of music.

In his previous life, he loved KTV; In this life, you can only show your strengths here. Although there is no microphone and soundtrack, the victory is that the voice is more flawless.

"High birds under the fog, smoothies and rivers. Autumn and winter have not arrived, and spring and summer are not trickling. ”

"Huh?" As soon as these two sentences came out, someone suddenly made a strange sound, because the majestic and majestic scene suddenly became the scenery of the four seasons. Some people muttered in their hearts, could it be that the young general was poor in words, and wanted the dog's tail to continue the mink, and use the glamorous words to write the scene to make a song "From the Army"? At that moment, several literati stood up, and they all thought that Zhang Jun could not write and planned to finish it. So I wanted to interrupt.

But before these people could speak, Zhang Jun's next words made everyone fall into shock: "Min Feng refers to Jing Wu, and Hu Ai belongs to Youyan." The sea is salty and flying, and the desert is controlled. Gallop to the chapter table, military letters to the side. ”

In the poem, tense pre-war preparations followed, tightly grasping everyone's heart. Only then did those people realize that the previous trough was for the climax from now on. Sure enough, when Zhang Jun spoke again, a fierce battle began・・・・・・

"Take the head of the battle, roll the armor before leaving. The feather post gallops endlessly, and the flag hangs day and night. Lying down and waiting for the golden watchman to ring, the waiting pavilion is burning. The expedition is a pity. ”

After singing a poem, everyone didn't come back to their senses. It was as if one after another soldiers were fighting for the country in front of him, and they were not afraid of death and kept charging into battle. There were also countless scouts carrying the command banner and passing through the thousands of troops. When the war is over, the soldiers are still ready for a new war. The last sentence of the poem is the eye, the people of the expedition, except for being able to pity themselves, who cares about their life and death?

"Major generals are not easy to ・・・・・・," Chen Zhen took the lead in sighing.

Everyone present came back to their senses one after another, and suddenly sighed. Even the little lady Chen, who was hiding behind the curtain, breathed a deep sigh of relief, and said in her heart: "This young general is as old as me, but he can write such profound words, he must have experienced a lot of things・・・・・・"

Men with stories are the most lethal to girls, and this truth is no exception in ancient and modern times.

In this poem, the men see the magnificent mountains and rivers and the battle of the golden iron horse, but the women don't care about these at all, they often see what is hidden behind the story.

At this moment, a curious heart was pounding like a deer in the chest of the little lady of the Chen family, she looked at Zhang Jun's back, and felt more and more that this was the real man.

"Ahh

At this time, an exclamation suddenly remembered, and people looked at the person who jumped up, who was one of the referees of this Wensai. He pointed excitedly at Zhang Jun with trembling fingers and shouted, "Six steps!" Six steps! ”

Zhang Jun also came back to his senses, and looked down at his feet, as if he was really only six steps away. He originally planned to stop when he walked seven steps, but he forgot about it while singing, but fortunately he didn't walk more, since it was already six steps, he had to say sorry to Cao Zijian・・・・・・

Zhang Jun turned around and smiled, arched his hand to Jia Zhengdao, and said, "Uncle, I have conceded!" ”

Jia Zhengdao's face was already flushed at this time, and he knew that he must have lost again. Not to mention seven steps, even seven hundred steps, he will definitely not be able to make such a masterpiece!

Standing up awkwardly, Jia Zhengdao looked at Zhang Jun for a long time before he said with difficulty: "Brother Jun is really talented, you won." With that, he flicked his sleeves and strode away.

Zhang Jun smiled secretly in his heart: "This song "From the Army" by Song Yan Yanzhi of the Southern Dynasty is the best of all Yuefu's "From the Army", if this can't win you, wouldn't it be a shame for the traverser?" ”

As soon as Jia Zhengdao left, the rest of the scholars suddenly gathered up, and the stars surrounded Zhang Jun in the middle like the moon. There are those who are amazed, those who report to their families, those who want to make friends, and those who want to serve under the door.

Zhang Jun smiled and walked out, and soon, Zhou Tong and Hu Shuo led people to greet them, separating the scholars outside.

"Where's the Painted Grasshopper?" Zhang Jun asked as he walked.

"Back to my lord, Miss Caiyan is already waiting in the car." Zhou Tong hugged his fist.

"Hmm." Zhang Jun nodded, and when he arrived at the gate of the mansion, he turned around and said goodbye to Chen Zhen, who had been following behind.

On the other side, when the young lady of the Chen family saw that the young general was leaving, she hurriedly took the maid's hand, put a handkerchief in the maid's hand and said: "You go out from the small door, stop the young general, give him this thing, and say・・・・・・ I want to see him!" ”

"What・・・・・・ what!?" The maid opened her mouth wide in surprise and said, "Lady, you want to elope!" ”

"Nonsense!" Chen slapped the maid's little head and said angrily, "Go!" ”

"Oooh!" The maid and chick nodded in response, and just turned around to leave, but turned back and worried: "Lady, your face is ・・・・・・"

"Hugh is going to be troublesome!" Little Lady Chen was poked in the sad place, and said angrily: "I have my own way to ・・・・・・"

What she was thinking at this time was: "Let's see if this young general is also a person who covets beauty・・・・・・"

PS: It's on the shelves...