Bai Yixue connected the bamboo slips in front of Han Fei and quickly filled the entire long table.

"That's a bit big, isn't it?"

Seeing this, Han Fei was a little surprised, he didn't know what the other party was going to write, and he actually wanted so many bamboo slips.

"Big? I'm not afraid enough! ”

Bai Yixue said with a smile.

Seeing her like this, the rest of the people also began to be curious, and they all surrounded the long table and Bai Yixue in a circle of people.

"What do you think she would write?"

"Write? You're kidding me! Looking at him like this, I'm afraid he can't even write! ”

Someone said in a weird way.

"Won't it?"

"I think what XX said is very right, otherwise how could the other party ask Senior Brother Han to help, why not write it yourself!"

……

Mr. Zhu was also a little happy when he heard the sound of speech in the crowd.

He didn't really hate women so much before, but since that incident, he has hated women for contaminating men, such as the woman in front of him.

How can a woman touch a book! They should be husbands and children at home, playing the piano and musicians, this is their responsibility!

The more he thought about it, the colder the light in his eyes became.

This made Bai Yixue obviously feel the chill in the other party's eyes, but she didn't care and cleared her throat.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Bai Yixue, waiting for her to say.

Han Fei nodded to her, Bai Yixue chuckled, and looked at Mr. Zhu

"Look, what is a Yuefu poem" After speaking, he also described, "Once upon a time, there was a woman named Mulan!" ”

Woman?

Mulan?

The Confucian people were suddenly confused, there have been no poems with women as the protagonists for many years!

Han Fei was also stunned, I don't know what the other party would say, because the woman's story is just that in his image, there seems to be nothing to write about! Is it writing killers?

This reminded him of a certain killer in the killer organization in the Seven Kingdoms, as a royal family in South Korea, he is still very clear about the things in the dark of the Seven Kingdoms, and it is because he is clear that he wants to legislate!

After Mr. Zhu and several disciples who had a bad attitude towards Bai Yixue heard this, they sneered a few times.

And the rest of the people also shook their heads, and began to think that Bai Yixue was pretending, and if you didn't write it yourself, forget it, but you still want to use women as the main plot? Do you want to write about husband and son, ploughing the land and cultivating the land? Isn't this still the same as what Mr. Zhu wrote!

……

"Chirp and chirp, Mulan is a household weaver. I didn't hear the sound of the machine, but I heard the woman sigh. ”

Bai Yixue began to read lightly, ignoring the reactions of others, while the brush on Han Fei's right hand swam like a dragon and snake, leaving strong and powerful words on the bamboo slips.

"Huh?"

"Is it really weaving clothes and cultivating the land?"

"What is there to write about in the short term of the parents?"

"Hehe, you're coming to a conclusion later, and then let's hear about the back."

At this moment, an old voice came from behind the discussants.

When several Confucian disciples heard this, their bodies stiffened, and they wanted to turn around to pay respects, but before they could turn around, they heard the voice again.

"Don't disturb them, look at yours, I'll just stand outside and listen!"

……

Bai Yixue didn't think about it, and blurted out, but she couldn't see the meaning of thinking and conceiving.

"Ask the woman what she thinks, and ask the woman what she remembers. Women don't think about anything, and women don't remember. Last night, I saw the military post, the Khan ordered a large number of soldiers, and the military book was in twelve volumes, and the scrolls had the name of the master. Grandpa has no eldest son, Mulan has no eldest brother, and he is willing to be a saddle horse for the city, and from now on he will fight for his grandfather. ”

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, even Han Fei stopped his pen and looked at Bai Yixue.

Serving in the army for my father?

A woman disguised as a man to be a soldier?

Han Fei smiled at the corner of his mouth, and continued to write the next few sentences on the bamboo slip.

And Mr. Zhu's face was pale, and his mouth kept chattering

"Impossible! Impossible! Yuefu poems were created by me, how could she? ”

He didn't expect Bai Yixue to really be able to write, and the first few sentences were very good.

Bai Yixue gave him a roll of his eyes, she was a little speechless about the world, and the poems of Yuefu were all studied by Mr. Confucianism.

continued, without pause.

"The east market buys horses, the west market buys saddle sheaths, the south market buys bridles, and the north market buys long whips. When I leave my grandmother and go, I stay by the Yellow River at dusk, and I don't hear the voice of my grandmother calling her daughter, but I hear the splashing of the Yellow River. As soon as he left the Yellow River, he went to the head of the Black Mountain at dusk, and he didn't hear the voice of his grandmother calling the girl, but he heard the chirping of Yanshan Hu Qi. ”

When everyone saw this, they all looked at Mr. Zhu and began to wonder who created this Yuefu poem? Why is the original creator not as good as the latecomer?

Speaking of this, everyone saw Bai Yixue muttering a few words in Han Fei's ear, only to see Han Fei nodding.

Curious?

Bai Yixue ignored everyone's eyes and continued to read, but her tone was not flat, but a little hot-blooded.

"Thousands of miles to the plane, Guan Shan is like flying. Shuoqi spreads the golden watch, and the cold light shines on the iron coat. The general died in a hundred battles, and the strong man returned in ten years. When I returned to see the Son of Heaven, the Son of Heaven sat in the Ming Hall. Twelve turns, rewards hundreds of strong. Khan asked what he wanted, Mulan didn't need Shang Shulang, he was willing to gallop thousands of miles and send his son back to his hometown. ”

At the same time, Han Fei's pen suddenly sharpened, as if the characters in Yuefu poems also jumped out with the change of his pen stroke, and the atmosphere became intense.

Everyone was stunned again

So many people died, and Mulan survived by luck?

Rewarded by the Son of Heaven, but why didn't she want to be an official?

Bai Yixue said again and began to explain everyone's doubts

"When the grandmother heard that the girl was coming, she came out of Guo Xiang to help the general; When my sister heard that her sister came, she took care of her red makeup; When the younger brother heard that his sister was coming, he sharpened his knife and went to the pigs and sheep. ”

Han Fei's words are not sharp, but begin to rise and fall, just like the excitement brought by returning home after a war to see his parents who he has not seen for a long time!

(End of chapter)