Chapter 9 Preliminary Examination System, "Artemisia Lixing" out

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In the early days, the alliance was in Jin, and the heart was in Xianyang.

The forces of the army were uneven, and they hesitated and walked wildly.

Snobbery makes people fight, and heirs fight each other.

The title of Huainan brother is engraved in the north.

The armor is full of lice, and all surnames die.

The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles.

The people are left behind, and the thought breaks people's intestines.

This poem "Artemisia Li Xing" is Cao Cao's work of worrying about the country and the people after the defeat of the Dong Alliance, when the princes and warlords fought and the people were in turmoil.

The poem is simple, majestic, ambitious, and tragic, and it describes the current situation. When Zhang Yu first saw the homeless people, the existence of this poem appeared in his heart.

That kind of heart-wrenching regret and powerless regret is not just a "broken heart"!

The whole poem also adopts a concise and clear white drawing technique, which is not intended to be carved and whitewashed by words and sentences, but only comes out in bright and powerful language, straight out of the chest, without a trace of artificiality, and it is just suitable for people like Zhang Yu who have little ability to pile up beautiful words to borrow.

When Zhang Yu decided to open a warehouse and release grain, he already had his own calculations in his heart.

That is to borrow this masterpiece to make a name for himself, seize every opportunity to earn prestige points and experience points, and at the same time exert a certain influence on the bureaucratic clans in Hebei, so that they can help the victims of the disaster to some extent, and reduce the turnover rate of the displaced people - after all, as long as there is something to eat, who wants to run around all day long? I have not yet reached the weak crown of the teenager has such an awareness, you corpse vegetarian meal, lying on the working people to suck the blood of the meat eaters are still embarrassed to be indifferent?

The experience required to redeem this poem in the system is 1500 points, and Zhang Yu has only saved 1000 experience points all over his body, but he will memorize the last four sentences of the most classic. After filling in the last four lines of the poem, the 1500 XP required for the purchase bar has become 750, indicating that the system still prices according to the importance of the desired redemption sentence.

"The whole poem is incomplete, but I always remember the classic sentences, so it seems that the exchange is really cost-effective!"

Zhang Yu quickly exchanged the whole poem, but the sentence "Huainan Brother Title" has not happened yet, and after thinking about it for a while, he decided to do it himself.

As the saying goes, "If you are familiar with 300 Tang poems, you will not be able to make poems and you will be able to chant", so it is harmless to revise them yourself.

“... Snobbery makes people fight, and heirs fight each other. The rebellious ministers usurped the title, and the displaced people plagued the north. ...", it should be sarcastic Dong Zhuo, who caused chaos in the palace, transgressed.

Erected a brush dipped in ink, Zhang Yu exchanged 200 points of experience for the most basic regular calligraphy, and used 50 points of experience to increase the proficiency by 25 points, and the words written were barely neat, and the food on his body was all spent.

"The feeling of being born in a rich family is good..."Touching the basically smooth paper in his hand, Zhang Yu felt that he was quite lucky, after all, white paper at this time was not completely popularized as the only writing tool.

A total of five blank pieces of paper were placed on the long desk, and I saw Zhang Yu sometimes looking up in a daze, sometimes holding his cheeks in contemplation, carefully considering every word, hesitating with his pen and pen, and finally filling the first blank paper.

“... Today, the flow of people are all poor farmers, but with disasters and injuries, the soldiers are still in trouble, causing them to be scattered, homeless, and forced to be in turmoil in the world..."

“...... The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles. The people are left behind, and the thought breaks people's intestines! ...

The boy was despicable, young and still grieving for the suffering of the people. Although people are soft-spoken, they still persuade their loving fathers to give money, but with the strength of one family, it is difficult to save the people who are in trouble... I would like to ask all those who have spare strength to do their best to help, so that the people of our Han Dynasty can overcome this difficulty as soon as possible... The kid thought to himself, if one side is in trouble, he should support from all sides, so that the turmoil can be calmed down as soon as possible. Zhongshan Zhang Yu respectfully. ”

The same content was written in five sheets, Zhang Yu handed it over to the housekeeper Zhang Shuo, sent some wealth and silk dots, and Tuo Yicheng sent them to Changshan, Julu, Pingyuan, Beiping, and Bohai respectively, telling them to stick directly in the city, so that good poems will not be buried.

After completion, Zhang Yu is not in a hurry, after all, in this era, cars, horses, and mail are slow, and there is only enough to love one person in a lifetime...

The article is good if it arrives in a few days, plus people's discussions, fermentation, and arouse the public opinion they want, and I can't see the reason for it without ten days and half a month.

So Zhang Yu sold a pass in front of Zhang Shiping and his wife, successfully aroused their curiosity, and made the two guess itching, I don't know what tricks they are playing with this smart child just now, interrogating the housekeeper who delivered the letter, Zhang Shuo didn't know anything, so he had to wait silently for the good news Zhang Yu said.

And Zhang Yu ran to stay with Han Long, showed the kid the weapon book he drew on paper, and asked him what blade he wanted to use, after all, if he wanted to be the bodyguard of his handsome and beautiful man in the sky, how could he have a weapon at hand.

Han Long glanced at the eighteen weapon sketches drawn by Zhang Yu, pointed to the sword on the painting and said, "Childe, why are candles also considered weapons?" I almost didn't let Zhang Yu get angry, thinking about whether to save up a painting skill to make this bastard open his eyes.

Zhang Yu stood up, chanting "puff puff" in his mouth, and his right hand twitched like electricity for a long time, Han Long still didn't know what he wanted to express, until-

"Sword! Can't you see the sword! ”

"Huh? Yes! If I want, I'll use the sword..."The kid was still quite sensible, "... Childe, you just asked me what weapon I wanted to use, wouldn't I have it? ”

"Shut up!" Zhang Yu held back his anger with his cultivation beyond ordinary people, and without saying a word, he took him to the blacksmith shop, and made an appointment with the craftsman about forging a sword.

At the same time, Zhang Yu took out the design drawings he had drawn earlier and showed them to the blacksmith, which were several dumbbells with different weights and two iron balls connected by an iron rod in the middle, a horizontal bar with two iron pillars inserted into two stone grinding discs and a bamboo pole in the middle, and a belly wheel made of a wooden stick inserted in the middle of a small stone slab, etc.

This thing doesn't need to be too troublesome, and after returning home, Zhang Yu sent a few people to move these fitness equipment back, ready to start his own exercise.

After all, he is still carrying a [long-term sick body], and if he doesn't practice his body well, it will not be good if he dies young and dies before he leaves the school.

For three consecutive days, Zhang Yu ran circles around his courtyard with Han Long every morning before dawn, while Han Yan waited at the door of the house with water and towels. After running for about half an hour, using water and wiping sweat, he took Han Yan back to his study to practice calligraphy, and continued to let Han Long, the chief bodyguard, exercise.

After almost the body and mind were calm and calm, the three of them had breakfast together, followed by dumbbells, abdominal wheels, push-ups... It's not that Zhang Yu is too hardworking, it's just that there is really nothing to do in ancient times. If it were in modern times, Zhang Yu would have little time left to swipe Weibo.

What surprised him even more was that all his workouts would increase his experience points! After three days of exhausting training, the experience points have been accumulated 50 points, and Zhang Yu only saw that every time he accumulates 500 points of experience, or accumulates 500 points of prestige, he can add one of his five values.

Although the system is extraordinary, but can not be completely relied on, Zhang Yu is still a very pragmatic person, also after three days of continuous practice of calligraphy, the proficiency of basic regular script has increased from 25 points to 35 points, or he is satisfied. This also proves that the system will not be all that Zhang Yu relies on to survive.

In order to avoid the waste of paper, he also chose to replace ink with water and print it on the ink-colored desktop, which can simulate the color after being dipped in ink, and it will not affect the continuation of writing after drying.

In the past three days, the Zhang family opened the warehouse every day to release grain, and seeing that the inventory had been reduced by nearly half, Zhang Shuo said that he would no longer let his young master come nonsense. But Zhang Yu assured him that today was the last time, after all, there was a division between master and servant, and Zhang Shuo couldn't stop him when it came to this, so he opened the granary again with a long sigh.

The people have understood the rules, they are lively but not noisy, they talk and laugh with each other, and their overall complexion is much better than in the past. The neat two columns lined up at the mouth of the warehouse, harmonious and orderly, let Zhang Yu see an era of eating big pot rice in a trance...

"Listen to me, everybody!" Before receiving the porridge today, Zhang Yu stood on the steps of the granary and said to everyone.

Now Zhang Yu is a fairy-like existence in the hearts of these homeless people, some people privately call him "Immortal", but more people affectionately call the jade-like boy "Yulang" to express their respect and love for him.

"I, Zhang Yu, am very happy to be able to see everyone's new look now, and I am also honored to be able to help you."

Hearing Zhang Yu say this, everyone present was a little frightened, bowed their heads, and said that they didn't dare.

"It's just that with the strength of my Zhang family, it is always difficult to maintain everyone's living needs for a long time. Don't panic, you don't want to abandon you, but I don't want you to suffer for a long time, so I hereby repair a book to show you a clear way..."