Chapter Fifty-Eight: Seven Killing Poems

You must know that Qin Hao can buy a bunch of things and pretend to be ghosts with a few thousand copper coins, and 40,000 copper coins can lead the Dongjiang army back to the end of the Ming Dynasty and borrow a hundred red-clothed cannons.

So, what is worth spending 100,000 copper coins? You must know that if 100,000 copper coins are exchanged for soft sister coins, it will be a million oceans.

The super troop carrier is a super ship that can transport 100,000 people and 100,000 weapons and equipment at a time.

This is the artifact that Qin Hao found in particular!

"Leader Ruan, give you three days to familiarize yourself with the performance of this ship, with this ship, Liangshan is ten times stronger, from now on, as long as the waterway can reach the place, it will be your Liangshan's plundering object, and after Luoyang is captured, this ship will be yours."

"This... This... Ruan Xiaoer looked confused, and he really didn't know whether it was better to agree or not, so he had to look at Chao Gai helplessly.

"The meaning of Shangxian is what I mean, this battle, we Liangshan fought, it was Xijing, and the sky was poked into a hole, so that the people of the world knew that I Liangshan was powerful."

At this time, Chao Gai's heart was almost collapsed.

He gave Qin Hao all the 100,000 tiger qi in his hand, if he didn't play a little bit to earn it back, I am afraid that it would be over in less than a month, and if he didn't make a, he would be stoned to death if the bird pooped off his head.

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Three days later, Luoyang.

"My good man, is this Luoyang City?"

"Hiss... It's so majestic, it really deserves to be the first male city in the world, and our Yuncheng County is a small town compared to Luoyang. ”

Qin Hao was full of ambition and laughed: "I heard that Luoyang peony is famous all over the world, and you will follow me into the city to pick flowers." ”

Wu Yong said at this time: "Huang Chao once made a chrysanthemum poem: I have bloomed a hundred flowers to kill, and the city is full of golden armor." Now that our Liangshan is about to break this Xijing, can Shangxian make a peony poem for me Liangshan? ”

"Okay~~" "Immortals come to one." "Come one by one, one by one."

Forehead.... Damn, you're not here to give me eye medicine!

Although Qin Hao knew that no matter what the poem was made today, these big bosses would applaud him, but it was really embarrassing to do it badly.

Wu Yong really doesn't mean anything else, he really comes from a sycophant, you know, what kind of social environment was the Song Dynasty?

That's a strange society where everyone who sells breakfast can casually write two limericks, that's the strange values that ordinary people don't love money and love beautiful words, and that's Liu Yong's strange aesthetics that you can eat soft rice for a lifetime by relying on two sour words! That is Su Shi's strange politics that he can get the conclusion of 'killing the master and ominous' by relying on his literary talents, and escape death!

In other words, even the minions at the bottom of Liangshan don't believe that Qin Hao can't compose poetry.

What are you kidding, how can a heavenly immortal not compose poetry?

Forehead....

If you want to plagiarize it, I found that even Kong Youde and the three of them looked at him with anticipation, it's so difficult to copy, how can there be any well-known poems after the end of the Ming Dynasty!

Knowing that he really couldn't hide, Qin Hao had an idea, and thought of a poem that was quite suitable for Liangshan, and immediately smiled lightly: "Don't do the peony poem, wait until you attack Luoyang and see the peony, I'll make a poem of seven killings for you Liangshan, it's also appropriate." ”

"Good, good!!"

Wu Yong didn't even know where to get pen and ink, and concentrated on preparing for the record.

Qin Hao took a deep breath and sang slowly, in a low voice:

"All things are born to support people, and the world still complains about the unkindness of nature.

I don't know that locusts are all over the world, and all the people are suffering.

Grass people are like dogs, and nobles are arrogant and graceful.

Such a cloud is desolate and unhuman, and it should be punished by heaven if it goes against the sky.

Suddenly, there were madmen sharpening their knives at night, and the emperor star was fluttering and high.

From now on, there is no need to spare time to kill people.

Unfaithful people, kill. Those who are unfilial, kill. The unkind, kill. Kill the unrighteous. is rude, unwise, unbelieving, kills and kills at the behest of heaven. I can't rise to chase the deer, and the dream of a thousand years of vicissitudes is still there. Monarchs and ministers will be like soil, and they will always look for talents under the knife. This poem is mentioned among the three armies, and those who defy the sky will die and die!"

"Good!! Good!!!!! ”

This poem of seven killings, the words are simple, the meaning is simple and easy to understand, but it is said that everyone in Liangshan is full of blood and applauds loudly, I don't know how many times it is better than the chrysanthemum poem! What's even more amazing is that it faintly echoes the four-character banner of Liangshan for Tianxingdao!

Song Jiang's face turned green, including Yang Zhi, Guan Sheng and a large number of hardcore Zhao'an factions whose faces were not good-looking, you must know that he was bent on kneeling and licking the court, as soon as such a rebellious anti-poem came out, how could they play? I'm afraid the official family must be mad.

Oh, no, when they break through Luoyang City, I'm afraid the official family will be angry to death.

Qin Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, in the future, he would not be able to lead the Dongjiang Army back to the end of the Ming Dynasty no matter what.

Although this poem of seven killings has not yet been born at the end of the Ming Dynasty, it is also soon, and its author is the famous Zhang Zizhong, the anti-human guy.

is also a rebellion, this poem was given to Liang Shan, it is really suitable, but he didn't know that this poem of seven killings has spread all over the world with a sweeping momentum since today, adding another fire to Liang Shan's momentum.

Qin Hao smiled and accepted everyone's compliments and flattery, but said lightly: "King Chao, give the order." ”

After all, Qin Hao is just a headhunter, the owner of this Liangshan is Chao Gai, today's transaction must be counted on Chao Gai, and Qin Hao also plans to harvest his dividends.

Chao Gai took a deep breath, only to feel that his whole heart was about to jump to his throat, his face was flushed as if he had drunk three catties and two pots, and he shouted with a broken gong voice that broke because of excitement and nervousness: "Liangshan's sons! Kill!!! ”

"Roar!!"

"Kill, !!"

"Walk for the Heavens!!"

The sudden sound alarmed a line of egrets outside Luoyang City, and the shouting of killing went straight to the sky, and in an instant, Luoyang City was in chaos.

It is also ironic to say that Luoyang City is the crown of the entire Great Song Dynasty in terms of strategic location and urban defense environment, but the entire Luoyang City has hardly had any military disasters since the founding of the Great Song Dynasty!

At this moment, the aristocratic lord panicked, the ordinary people panicked, and even the soldiers standing guard on duty also panicked.

"Damn, where did this thief army come from? Did the Liao people call? ”

"Why are the officials and men in Kaifeng City eating? The thieves were all killed in Luoyang City, and we didn't hear a word at all. ”

"Close the gates, close the gates."

"Oh my God~ I don't want to die yet!!"

"Woo woo~~ I want to go home, help!"

"What a noise! The city gate has been closed, Luoyang is in danger, and the thieves can't get in, so they all lift my spirits. ”

Can't you really get in?

A hundred red-coated cannons, already lined up.