This poem is not sung, but shouted.

When Zhao Pu finished shouting this song, the audience was immediately shocked, speechless, and stunned!

After a long time, Xuan'er asked, "Lord Wang, what is this poem called?" ”

""Man Jianghong, Angry Hair Rushes to the Crown"!" Zhao Pudao.

"Good words, good words!" Wang Anzhong exclaimed.

This is a very ambitious and intense work, with majestic momentum and even greater ambition.

Climbing the railing, the gusts of wind and rain have just stopped. I looked up at the sky, and it was tall and magnificent. I couldn't help but look up to the sky and howl, full of heart to serve the country. More than 30 years of fame is like dust, and how many ups and downs have passed through eight thousand miles. Good men, we must seize the time to make contributions to the country, don't waste our youth in vain, and be sad when we are old.

There is a young man who intends to serve the country, and he is vividly expressed. Between the lines, I saw the heroism of the young man, and the firm will and spirit of service.

All this is very much in line with the background of this prince.

Zhao Pu is a prince and a nobleman, but his noble identity also restricts him, he is unable to serve the country, he can't join the army, and he can't participate in politics, he can only spend time between the wind and the moon, linger in the rouge pile, waste time in vain, consume youth, wait until his hair is gray, and lament alone.

It is said that in order to join the army, this prince did not hesitate to anger the official family, and even deposed the family tree and joined the army as a cloth cloth. The official family had no choice but to agree.

In the eyes of many officials present, Shang Yan wrote about the sorrow of a prince who planned to kill the enemy and serve the country, but his identity was limited and he was unable to serve the country.

Xia Yan is a discussion, Jing Kang is ashamed.

In the first year of Jingkang, the Great Song Dynasty suffered unprecedented humiliation and was forced to sign an alliance under the city, ceding land, paying compensation, sending women, and claiming to be ministers, and all the humiliation in the world converged in this year. Some people even said that the first year of Jingkang was another Yongjia funeral and the beginning of another Wuhu chaos.

Up and down in the Great Song Dynasty, only those with conscience were ashamed of the first year of Jingkang.

And this prince, in the first year of Jingkang, was forced to enter the camp of the Jin Army, served as a hostage, and was harassed everywhere, which was an unforgettable shame for this prince.

Jing Kang is ashamed, and it is still snowing.

wrote about the psychological journey of this prince in the past year, from hostages to joining the army, fighting against the Jin army, a series of changes in mentality.

Drive a long car and step through the lack of Helan Mountain. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood.

This is a bit brutal, after all, the Great Song Dynasty is a state of etiquette, and it is written in the poems about eating human flesh and drinking human blood, which is a bit too much. If it was at an ordinary moment, he might have been belittled and reprimanded by the scholars, but at this moment, this sentence is written about the great Song Dynasty's bitter hatred for the Jin Kingdom.

However, the Jin army repeatedly went south, killing the people, destroying the fields, and trampling on the dignity of the Great Song Dynasty again and again, which had already made the people of the Great Song Dynasty hate it to the core.

Written like this, no one will accuse.

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, Zhao Pu is no longer a simple prince, but a great virtuous minister who worries about the country and the people and is loyal to the country.

"Now the Jin army has coerced Bianliang, Bianliang is ruined, and if you are not careful, the mountain will collapse and the society will die. The Great Song Dynasty has reached the most dangerous moment, Bianliang is in danger, the Great Song Dynasty is in danger, China is in danger, the ancient holy road will be destroyed in the hands of barbarians, only the whole nation resists gold, the land is not divided into north and south, people are not divided into old and young, those who have money pay, those who have no money to contribute, those who have neither money nor strength, but also shout a few times. Only if we are united, unite as one, and build a new Great Wall with flesh and blood, we will surely defeat the Jin army, drive out the Tartars, and restore China! Zhao Pu said as he gestured.

At this time, he once again used this poem to promote the slogan of anti-gold and took on the role of pyramid scheme.

"Lord Wang, I toast you!" Xuan'er was full of excitement and poured the wine herself.

Zhao Pu drank a cup of wine, and secretly said in his heart, he finally passed.

How many Song words there are, this has always been a mystery. There are more than 100,000 recorded songs, and there are 300 popular songs. Among the massive Song words, if the Song words are ranked, there is definitely "Man Jianghong, Angry Hair Rushing to the Crown" in the top ten.

"The only pity is that this song is too heroic, with the weakness of a little woman, she can't sing the charm of this song at all!" Xuan'er said with some regret.

Most of the lyrics of the Song Dynasty can be sung with music. Only Man Jianghong can't, this song is not sung, but shouted, or even roared. The softness of the woman in the Qinglou and the weakness of the scholar doctor make it difficult to show the courage of this poem. This poem shouted out the moment of national prestige, the strongest voice, and shouted the unyielding of the Chinese nation.

At this time, the wine was too drunk to be drunk, and the banquet began to be withdrawn.

And everyone began to look for their own matches.

And Zhao Pu entered a private room on the second floor with the support of a maid, and the furnishings here were clearly women's boudoirs.

In a daze, Zhao Pu lay on the bed, looked at the red tent, and muttered to himself: "Suddenly, it seems to have returned to Bianliang again, and returned to that beautiful era!" ”

There were several red candles burning in the room, and there were even the thickness of a child's arms, and it looked like they might not burn out even in one night. The curtain is tied aside, the bottom is locked with gold edges, hanging lightly, and the incense burner is lightly burning, emitting a thick fragrance, which makes people smell and be clear, but they don't know where they are.

There is a Wu Zheng on the desk, which is antique.

There was a sound of footsteps, Xuan'er walked in, gently closed the door, took off the shawl, and revealed the jade-like skin on her shoulders.

"Do you want to listen to Xuan'er play a song?" Xuan'er had already walked towards Wu Zheng and sat down slowly.

"Not in the mood!" Zhao Pu replied.

Xuan'er's face flushed, she put her hand on the case a few times, pulled the red rope there, and gritted her teeth, "Then is the prince ready to rest?" ”

The person is beautiful, the voice is also sweet, Xuan'er already has the meaning of invitation in her words, but Zhao Pu has other plans.

"It's still early, talk to me for a while, I'm a little lonely." Zhao Pu said. It's more like loneliness than fear. The Jin army has besieged Bianliang, Bianliang will break the city, and the Daimyo's mansion will soon fall, and soon he will become a thorn in the side of the Jin army, a thorn in the flesh, and the object of the Jin army's strangulation.

Can he beat the Jin Army?

I was very nervous.

Xuan'er looked up at the window, looked back and said with a smile: "Then it's better to let Xuan'er bathe and change clothes for the prince." "Every word and deed, there is a sultry gesture.

As soon as there was a knock on the door, the two maids had already put in a wooden barrel, more than half a man high, and placed it in the house. Then he carried the kettle and bucket, filled the bucket with water, tested the temperature of the water, left the hot water, put down the toiletries, and turned out.

Before the door was closed, a girl had already brought in a flower basket, the flower basket was full of petals of various colors, but it was mainly delicate, the petals were scattered all over the sky, most of them went to the bucket, and a few floated to all parts of the room, colorful, dark fragrance flowing, making people feel refreshed. As soon as the hot water smokes, the air is filled with the fragrance of flower petals, which makes people feel like they are in a dream for a while.

This scene is so familiar, it is all experienced by the predecessors.

After more than a year in this world, Zhao Pu has integrated into this life, and all kinds of things in his previous life are like fireworks, getting farther and farther away, like a dream.

I don't know when, Xuan'er has untied her clothes, dressed in obscene clothes, and her white and red ice skin is particularly dazzling in the candlelight. The things between the hazy are the most moving, love is like this, and so is women. Xuan'er, who was only dressed in obscene clothes, stood there, which made men appreciate and be impulsive.

Zhao Pu was calm, and his eyes were indifferent.

In Bianliang, such a scene has been experienced many times, and it is not unfamiliar at all, it is very familiar.

At this time, Zhao Pu somewhat understood what it was, the wine and meat passed through the intestines, and the Buddha sat in his heart. Those who succeed in quitting sex are often not strong-willed, but have experienced a lot, and have already fully adapted to it, or even become numb.

"A moment of Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold." Xuan'er said in a low voice, "The prince is willing to bathe with the slave family!" ”

"No need, I don't like to bathe after drinking!" Zhao Pu replied.

"That Xuan'er bathes first!" After Xuan'er finished speaking, she had already lightly undressed herself, revealing a smooth and charming body, and the round jade on her chest popped out, trembling and towering, and the two cherries on it were eye-catching. It's just that in an instant, all the cover has been removed. No matter how unattainable she usually is, she is high, at this moment, she is just a plaything for this man.

I don't know when, Xuan'er has already gotten into the wooden barrel, picked up the water with flower petals, poured it on her head, and began to bathe.

PS: The next chapter is at eight o'clock in the evening. Thank you for the reward.