Su Yi smiled slightly, thinking that the affairs of the Imperial Mansion were really worthy of the rank of samurai, but he didn't expect to be able to interpret his intention to write this poem so quickly, as well as the true meaning of this poem. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Then, Su Yi raised his wine glass, slowly glanced at the excited crowd, and said loudly: "Only with this poem, drink with all the gentlemen!"

"Drink with Su Shichou!"

Everyone in Qinghua Building raised their wine glasses and toasted to Su Yi on the third floor.

There was only one person in the audience who did not raise the wine glass in his hand, and that was Ding Ren. He bowed his head deeply at this moment, not daring to make eye contact with the others, and his face was cloudy.

As soon as Su Yi's poem came out, Ding Ren's slander against Su Yi for "no literary talent" was immediately shattered.

This wine persuasion poem not only proves Su Yi's civil and military skills, but also pushes the atmosphere of the banquet to the climax! In this atmosphere, no one wants to pay attention to Ding Ren's dirty "rat".

Behind Su Yi, Captain Li kept reading this poem over and over again, and every time he read it, he could feel the emotions in his heart getting higher and higher.

After everyone finished toasting Su Yi and put down their wine glasses, Captain Li got up with excitement and shouted: "Good poem! Good poem! If you hold the original of this poem in your hand and read it out before the battle, Su Shichou's courage to look at death as if it were home in this poem will definitely be able to 'boost the morale of all soldiers'!"

Everyone nodded, expressing their agreement with Captain Li's words.

At this moment, I saw a sky-high golden light suddenly erupt from the desk in front of Su Yi! In the light, the poem that Su Yi had written before slowly floated, causing the audience to be stunned.

Everyone only felt a shock to the ground under their feet, and in an instant, the originally cloudless sky outside the house was now dark clouds rolling, lightning and thunder!

With Su Yi as the center, the wind roared within ten miles around, and the ground trembled like a drum, as if even the space was agitated!

This vision spread to the county seat and the surrounding villages, and everyone ran out of the house, looking frightened, thinking that the end of the world was coming, and even the people in the Qinghua Building were at a loss, not knowing what the vision represented.

Even Su Yi looked ignorant, not knowing why the poems she wrote triggered this vision.

Only the well-informed Imperial Court was full of shock, and his eyebrows were full of ecstasy!

"This, is this, is this, is it the spectacle of 'throwing a pen from Rong'?" the Imperial Fu's surprise speech stammered.

"What is the effect of this spectacle?" asked Su Yi.

However, before the emperor could answer, Su Yi's eyes widened suddenly, and she was surprised to find that a golden dragon pattern pen with a length of one zhang and a gorgeous appearance appeared in front of her.

Drunk to the death!

These four words not only appeared on the page, but also diffused an invisible energy, so that everyone unconsciously appeared in their minds.

"Holy pen inscription!" exclaimed someone who had seen it.

Then the dragon pattern pen waved again, and two jade pillars appeared in front of Su Yi's eyes, as well as a number of gold threads and ayaluo, a strange force guided the needle and thread, just a few blinks later, the original simple and unpretentious poem page suddenly turned into a golden and brilliant poetry scroll!

The scroll of poetry was suspended in mid-air, constantly spreading a soft light outward, washing the hearts of everyone present, making everyone can't help but worship it.

And Su Yi was baptized by this burst of light, and felt that her mind had been greatly exercised, becoming more condensed and more refined!

"Golden jade mounted!" there was another exclamation from the audience.

"Hahahaha! The title of the holy pen, the golden jade mounting! Sure enough, it is the wonder of 'throwing the pen from Rong'!" The situation in the Huangfu Yuan was crazy, and he laughed loudly.

Su Yi's face was puzzled, and she didn't know what this "pen from Rong" meant.

Seeing this, Ji Xianling explained to Su Yi: "Su Shicai, in this world, not only soldiers have the method to kill the enemy, but the other hundred schools also have their own strengths, for example, Confucianism can use morale to attract qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, so as to kill the enemy." This 'book' does not refer to calligraphy, but to poetry and writing. ”

"Exactly, once some extremely excellent poems and articles are written, they will immediately trigger the spectacle of 'throwing pen from Rong' and be promoted to 'military literature'!" The Imperial Fu Yuan official added, "Once some 'military texts' are recited, they can immediately arouse the resonance of heaven and earth energy and the holy way, and generate all kinds of heaven and earth visions out of thin air! ”

At this time, Captain Li interjected: "There is also a hierarchy of military literature, the higher the level, the stronger the power, and there is also the 'ultimate military literature', which is the "Art of War" written by Sun Sheng. I heard that there was an old Yuan Rong in the past, holding the original "Art of War", only read the first sentence, and saw the starry sky crack and the earth collapse, as if the whole world could not withstand the power of "The Art of War", so he could only stop quickly. Then, I saw that the millions of barbarians in front of me had already turned into powder and disappeared!"

Su Yi gasped, she didn't expect Junwen to have such a miraculous effect.

"I don't know what level my song "Drunk Death War" will be, and what power it has?" Su Yi said.

"Hehe, level...... The holy pen that appears is one zhang long, and it should only be inferior. But it was this inferior military literature that many Confucian literati could not write in their lifetimes. There are hundreds of millions of articles in the whole world, but there are only more than 10,000 military texts in existence, so you can imagine how difficult it is to form a military text! It is certain that this military article of yours can inspire morale, but as for what other effects it will have, we cannot be sure unless it is read out now. Captain Li said.

When Su Yi heard this, she was eager, stretched out her hand to hold the scroll of the military text in the palm of her hand, and stretched out her hand to slowly caress the cover of the ayaluo, and she could feel a trace of warmth in this military text.

Then Su Yi raised his eyes and swept it, and suddenly felt that he couldn't cry or laugh, because almost everyone in Qinghua Building had eager faces, and all the eyes of envy or greed were focused on the military scroll in Su Yi's hand!

Some people even panted and put on a posture of preparing to snatch.

Su Yi could almost glimpse the desire in their hearts from the eyes and expressions of everyone present, they were eager to take the military literature in Su Yi's hands for themselves, and their greed was about to come out!

After all, many of the people present understand the characteristics of military literature: as long as a small amount of morale is consumed to recite military literature, they can be exchanged for a power no less than their own full force!

Most people know that even the word "hard to buy" is not worthy of the value of military literature, and can only be described as "priceless". Not to mention those candidates from poor families, unless it is a business giant like Shopkeeper Wang, ordinary rich families can't buy a volume of military literature with all their wealth.

Many greedy people suddenly think: what if they can't buy it?

Then grab it!

Su Yi felt the burning gaze of the audience, and secretly complained in her heart.

Unexpectedly, he wrote this poem casually, which not only created a priceless military document, but also summoned the disaster of killing?

"The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty!" Su Yi sighed in her heart.

In the corner of the third floor, Ding Ren was still pale because Su Yi wrote such good poems, and he had to admit that Su Yi's writing was extraordinary, and his heart was depressed, but at this time, he swept away the previous gloom on his face, and with a gloating expression, as if he wished that Su Yi would be involved in the future struggle for the treasure.

At this time, the Imperial Court mobilized his ability to sound his drums and horns in unison, and coughed heavily, which immediately shattered the greedy thoughts of many people.

Those who were blinded by greed suddenly woke up: not to mention that Ji County, as a pedestrian, still holds the military and political power of the county, the Huangfu Yuan and Captain Li, who are samurai, obviously want to protect Su Yi, even if they covet the military literature in Su Yi's hands, what can they do to fight with these strong people?

After waking up, many people apologized to Su Yi and withdrew their gaze, and Su Yi also laughed.

But there are still a few people who don't want to die, and in the shadows like snakes and scorpions, they are staring at the prey called "Junwen", racking their brains to seize this priceless treasure.

Seeing this, the Imperial Court said with a serious face: "According to the rules of the Privy Council, anyone who writes a military document can hand it over to the Privy Council for safekeeping, and an application for retrieving the military document can be submitted at any time. During this period, the Privy Council may obtain the right to use the military documents, but will also pay a certain amount of property to the owner of the military documents as collateral on an annual basis. In addition, military literature is the common property of the human race, and if anyone wants to take military literature for himself, he will be hunted down by the Privy Council for eternity, and he will not be retired until death!"

The words of the Imperial Court were full of shocking power, knocking into the ears of those little ones, and immediately made them frightened, some people immediately dispelled the idea of robbery, but there were also a few people who still hid this evil idea deep in the corner of their hearts, and refused to give up easily.

The Imperial Court turned to Su Yi and asked, "What do you think?" You are the owner of this military text, and you have the right to decide whether to keep it with you or hand it over to the Privy Council. ”

Su Yi shrugged, he didn't need military literature now, so he might as well hand it over to the Privy Council for safekeeping in exchange for a deposit, not to mention, he couldn't keep such a treasure as a little martial artist, so it was better to ask for peace.

"Thank you for your understanding, I have decided to leave this military document to the Privy Council for safekeeping, and when I have enough ability to control it in the future, I will come and pick it up. Su Yi handed the general document to the Imperial Court.

The Imperial Priest smiled and nodded, took out the tiger talisman in his arms and held it in his hand. Soon, a ray of light was cast from the direction of the Privy Council Martial Temple, sprinkled on the military text, and the military text disappeared suddenly!

Su Yi realized that this was one of the powers of the Martial Temple, and heard that a certain old Yuan Rong created a small world called "Dragon Vein" a long time ago, and borrowed the "Dragon Vein Channel" to connect the Martial Temples of the human race.

After the military text disappeared, the eager expressions of everyone in the venue gradually subsided, and the turmoil caused by the birth of the treasure finally subsided.

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(ps: There may be some comrades-in-arms who don't know how to collect this book, it's very simple, just on the left side of the page where comrades-in-arms read the book, there is a bookshelf button, you can collect the book after clicking, and there is also a button to add the bookshelf on the homepage of the book.) In addition, the protagonists have all voted for Rong, why don't you vote for a recommendation, maybe it can also cause a spectacle o(n_n)o~)

(ps2: Ahem, Liushui has built a group of comrades-in-arms, the group number is 521034787, and now I'm alone, and it's quite deserted - comrades-in-arms have time to come in and sit)