As soon as Zhang Yi's compassion for the peasants came out, the audience was stunned, and those who were knowledgeable or had not worked in the field had puzzled faces and thought that Zhang Yi had not solved the problem, but Ding Zhao clapped his hands. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Wonderful," after clapping his hands twice, Ding Zhao nodded again and again and said: "Brother Zhang's poem of compassion for farmers, although there is no mention of a single word between the lines, but the whole poem is describing the appearance of the people when they work, it can be seen that Brother Zhang really loves the people like a son, otherwise he would not understand the people's livelihood and sufferings so well." ”

After listening to Ding Zhao's analysis, everyone suddenly realized and applauded.

"Brother Zhang, good writing," after picking a thumbs up at Zhang Yi, Ding Zhao said again: "I heard that Brother Zhang mentioned the 'day' just now, how can there be no moon with 'day', why don't you Brother Zhang come up with another masterpiece related to the moon by the way?" ”

As soon as Ding Zhao finished speaking, Ding Yuan over there immediately echoed him, and said that he had to listen to him, so that Zhang Yi had to agree again.

"This is to force Lao Tzu to be Li Bai!"

After sighing in his heart, without hesitation, he read aloud directly: "The bright moonlight in front of the window, suspected to be frost on the ground, raise your head to look at the bright moon, and bow your head to think of your hometown." ”

"Wonderful~"

"Good poetry!"

"It's a great work."

“……”

After listening to 'Zhang Yi's silent night thoughts, everyone in the banquet hall applauded and praised each other.

Listening to everyone's praise, although Zhang Yi was complacent in his heart, he still smiled and said to everyone: "This is a poem that General Ben accidentally made when he was homesick, which made everyone laugh." ”

"General Zhang is worthy of being the descendant of Wen Chenghou, good literary talent~" Ding Zhao, who didn't want Zhang Yi to be idle, said again: "I heard that the ancestor Lord Zhang is a person who is both civil and military, and the swordsmanship is extremely exquisite, and the younger brother sees that Brother Zhang is also wearing a sword, I don't know ...... Brother Zhang."

Although Ding Zhao's words were not finished, the meaning was very clear, he wanted Zhang Yi to show off his martial arts, and he also named him to see Zhang Yi's swordsmanship, which made Zhang Yi's head bigger.

"Haha......" laughed and stood up from the mat, Zhang Yi said loudly: "After sitting for a long time, it is inevitable that there will be some numbness in the legs and feet, it just so happens that General Ben also wants to move, evil, take my Spirit Wind Sword!" ”

"Huh?"

Hearing Zhang Yi call his name, sitting behind Zhang Yi, holding a wine jug in one hand and a chicken in the other, Dian Wei, who was munching on it, raised his head suddenly, and saw Zhang Yi pointing at the Lingfeng Sword beside him, Dian Wei made a promise, hurriedly put down the wine jug, reached out and grabbed the sword beside him, and handed the hilt to Zhang Yi.

"Wow~"

Pulling out the Spirit Wind Sword suddenly, Zhang Yi danced a sword flower, walked to the middle of the banquet hall with the sword on his back, and then arched his hand at Ding Yuan, who was in the first seat: "Lord Ding, you are also a military general on the battlefield, this general's poem, this set of swords, will be given to you!" ”

As he spoke, Zhang Yijian moved with him, dancing the 'Hidden Knife in Laughter' in the 'Dingping Knife Technique', and then suddenly retracted the Lingfeng Sword in front of him, staring at the blade with both eyes and brushing the sword body with his sword fingers.

"Drunken eyes (inside) pick up the lamp and look at the sword!"

"Brush"

Turning around and stabbing out with a sword, Zhang Yi made a move "Peak Loop", and then continued to chant: "Dream back to blow the horn company camp!" ”

"Whoosh~ding~"

While turning around and stabbing at his feet again, Zhang Yi stabbed the Spirit Wind Sword continuously while retreating, and at the same time chanted again: "Eight hundred miles of scorching, fifty strings turning over the outside sound." Autumn soldiers on the battlefield. ”

Turning around and fighting in all directions at night, Zhang Yi rushed forward two steps.

"The horse's Lu is fast!"

As soon as he turned around and put away the sword, his left index finger flicked the sword, Zhang Yi looked at the blade and shouted: "The bow is like a thunderbolt!" ”

"Brush~"

After picking up the sword and stabbing forward a few times, Zhang Yi stabbed out with a sharp sword, and came with a move "Jiaolong stirring the waves", and then twisted his waist and eyes, and then used the coiling dragon breath, and finally chanted loudly: "But the king of the world, win the name before and after his death!" Poor white happens. ”

As soon as the poem was recited, Zhang Yi took advantage of the situation to end his performance with a move of "bright knife and horse".

"Good!"

Chen Gong, who was afraid that others would see the flaws, immediately took the lead in clapping his hands after Zhang Yi stopped appearing, and he took the lead and Dian Wei also shouted hello, but the others turned their heads to look at Ding Yuan.

"Good swordsmanship, good literary talent, a good pitiful white sentence, really worthy of being Wen Chenghou's descendant, the general's words, really poked directly into the old man's heart," while speaking, Ding Yuan stood up with a wine glass: "Come, let's toast General Zhang together, General Zhang, please!" ”

"To General Zhang!"

As soon as Ding Yuan spoke, the others naturally got up and raised their glasses, but Ding Zhao was the only one who sat in place, looking at Zhang Yi's eyes with a confused look.

Glancing at the people waiting for him with wine glasses, Zhang Yi smiled, and then walked to his table, while walking Zhang Yi peeked at Ding Zhao's expression, seeing that his eyes were confused, Zhang Yi couldn't help but smile, and then walked quickly to the table and picked up the wine glass on his table.

Holding a wine glass in his hand, Zhang Yi opened his mouth and deliberately said to Ding Zhao, who was looking at him in a daze: "Brother Xian, please." ”

"Huh?" As soon as Zhang Yi called him, Ding Zhaocai came back to his senses violently, and hurriedly picked up his wine glass and responded, "Brother Zhang, please." ”

With the wine in the cup, everyone discussed Zhang Yi's swordsmanship and poetry, and they all applauded, but they didn't know that Zhang Yi didn't know how to write poetry at all.

Zhang Yi can't compose poetry, so can he dance swords? Of course he won't, but just now Ding Zhaodu has already sent the problem to him, he had to rush the ducks to the shelves, and take the Dingping knife technique and some sword moves that look good to support the scene, and the poem he proposed to send to Ding Yuan is also to attract everyone's attention, so as to cover up the unfluency between his sword technique and sword technique conversion moves, as far as the current effect is concerned, Zhang Yi's performance is not bad.

After returning to his seat, Zhang Yi suddenly asked Ding Yuan for silk cloth and pen, saying that he wanted to give Ding Zhao a poem, Ding Yuan heard it and hurriedly asked people to bring silk cloth and pen and ink, but after the silk cloth pen and ink were brought, Zhang Yi did not write poems in front of everyone, but turned around and went elsewhere to splash ink.

After writing, seeing that the wine was almost drunk, and the matter was cleared, Zhang Yi resigned to Ding Plaintiff in the name of being unable to drink, and insisted on leaving no matter how Ding Yuan retained, but before leaving, he handed over the silk cloth to Ding Zhao.

After sending Zhang Yi and the others away, Ding Zhao confessed to Ding, then turned around and ran back to his room, and couldn't wait to open the poem that Zhang Yi sent him.

"The weaver star by the river, the morning glory by the river, has not crossed the shallow, and is relatively far away."

It turned out that Zhang Yi wrote him a poem related to Qixi Festival, after reading the poem, Ding Zhao's face suddenly turned red, he thought about it, and immediately ran out of the room, went to the backyard to ride a horse, and ran directly to the south city gate, and after arriving at the south gate Zhang Yi's station, Ding Zhao saw an empty wasteland, it turned out that Zhang Yi had already ordered Qin Qi to pull out the camp before entering the city, and as soon as he came out, everyone immediately left Jinyang City and went to join the large army stationed in Jinyang City thirty miles away.

Riding on the horse, Zhang Yi smiled and asked Chen Gong beside him: "Gongtai, what do you think of that Ding Zhao?" ”

"Hmm," nodded, Chen Gong raised his thumb and praised: "A talent, very handsome, a beautiful man." ”

"Junxiu? Adonis? Looking at Chen Gong strangely, Zhang Yi smiled and said, "Gongtai, you won't see that Ding Dagongzi is dressed as a man, right?" Didn't you notice she didn't have an Adam's apple when she was drinking? ”

"Huh? Woman dressed as a man? Listening to Zhang Yi's words, Chen Gong was stunned, and then asked, "Adam's apple?" What is the Adam's apple? ”

"I'm too lazy to explain to you, you can think about it yourself, haha......"

Laughing, Zhang Yi rushed to the front of the team with a horse's belly, leaving Chen Gong with a bewildered face.

"Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person, haha......" (To be continued.) )