"Hold the bow as strong, and use the arrow as the long."

"Shoot a man before a horse, capture a thief and capture the king first."

"There is a limit to killing, and the nations have their own borders."

"If you can control the invasion of the mausoleum, how can you kill more?"

This poem almost ignited the entire Canghai Tower.

And this is also the first complete poem that Song Lanyi "borrowed" from this.

In the territory of Daqian, although the literati said that poetry is a small road, and Jingyi is a road.

But not everyone is qualified to be involved in the scriptures.

But poetry is different.

From limerick poems to neat poems, almost everyone can participate.

Shoot the man first and shoot the horse, and capture the thief first and capture the king.

It seems to be a simple and concise sentence, but it is full of rhyme and reason.

In fact, later generations also said that this poem "is like a ballad and a proverb, and it is the most wonderful land of Yuefu".

The treasure light of the poem first shone slightly from Song Lanyi's body, and then the light was flourishing, and then, from the outside world, the entire Canghai Building was submerged by a burst of treasure light.

Then, a phantom appeared in the sky above the Canghai Tower, a horseman riding a red rabbit horse, a red tassel on his head, a red rabbit covered in armor, a cavalry wearing flying feathers appeared, he squinted slightly, condensed into a one-person high arrow in his hand, and shouted: "A certain come!" ”

As the words fell, an arrow shaped like a spear flew into the sea building.

Hearing this call, the demon clan of Canghai Tower and even the entire Qingwu City was shocked.

Poetry is an image, and the image is sound!

This is Narushu poetry!

The poems are divided into counties, Dafu, Mingzhou, Zhenguo, and the world.

Regardless of the town, let alone spread to the world.

The poetry of Mingzhou alone is already the best of the best, and it may take several months of literature and newspaper to produce a poem of Mingzhou.

And the majesty of this poem has far exceeded the level that Song Lanyi should have in this eight-grade stage.

Just because this is a complete poem, recognized by the way of heaven, the talent is infused into the body, and there is a power bonus of the first recitation.

And Narushu poetry is much more than that.

The red-tasseled hussar on the Canghai Tower shouted, and the sound first echoed around the Canghai Tower, and then quickly spread around.

- Qingwu City.

- Dingyuan City.

——Until Shuobei, Zhongzhou, Nanban, Shangjing......

In every place where the city wall is stationed, every place where the lights are lit, and every place where the clear light is sprinkled, people can't help but raise their heads and look at the phantom of the red tasseled armor in the air, and a loud sound resounds, resounding in the sky.

On the city wall, the wolf smoke burned without fire, and the entire land of the dynasty, at this moment, seemed to be ignited by the wolf smoke.

Seal the wolf Juxu and drink Ma Hanhai!

In the sound of the Qing Dynasty, on the emperor of the dynasty, a man in a golden suit sat in the boxy red-walled palace, looking up at the phantom in the sky, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Mingzhou poetry, talent from the sky, talent into every state capital, this is the blessing of my great Qian." ”

After speaking, he sighed slightly, "It's a pity, if it's today, why worry about the lack of talent and the can't start the women's imperial examination?" ”

A waiter next to him got up and stepped forward, and spoke in a timely manner to comfort, "Your Majesty, you also said that it is a blessing for a great dry person to have Mingzhou poems born." If there is such a blessing every day, is that blessing still called a blessing? ”

Emperor Amaterasu glanced at the chamberlain and snorted, "You old thing, you're used to fooling me." ”

The chamberlain laughed, but said nothing.

Because he knew that His Majesty's mood had improved at this time.

Emperor Amaterasu stood on the second floor of the palace, leaning on the railing, and suddenly his heart moved, like a faint feeling between the strong.

He frowned in thought and muttered, "This move...... It can't have anything to do with that obstacle, right? ”

In the middle of Beijing.

Yang House.

At this time, in mid-air, the talent was full of energy, and the visions were repeated, attracting the attention of the whole capital.

Even Yang Ge Lao, who lives in the mansion, is no exception.

Holding the Book of Changes in his hand, he gazed deeply into the sky, as if to look at the thirty-three heavens in the distant sky through this vision.

Nanban.

The Medicine Saint held a hoe and squinted at the vision high in the sky against the scorching sun.

He knocked on his waist, "Old man, I am still growing medicine in the south, but what kind of half-poetry is this, and it is a talented Mingzhou, this world...... It's going to change. ”

Shuobei.

King Ming is not as calm as those who went to Beijing.

Because with his cultivation, he can clearly perceive the birthplace of this talent in Mingzhou...... It's actually in Qingwu City, the southernmost part of the demon barbarian.

And Qingwu City...... It's the destination they had planned.

King Ming frowned and rubbed his eyebrows, "With me here, there shouldn't be a big problem." ”

King Ming is not arrogant, but confident in himself.

He has been in Shuobei for decades, and there has been no major mess.

If you want to talk about the only variable...... It can only be Zhu Xulin, this kid.

As for Song Lanyi?

Haha, impossible, absolutely impossible!

She is only in the eight-grade realm, what kind of moth can she produce?

And inside Qingwu City.

When Gongsun Ji saw this vision, he was completely stunned.

Fuck, who did it?

What a cow!

Before he could praise too much, he had already realized that this was a great opportunity to rescue the Terran warriors in the prison cart.

Needless to say, the people around him already have a clear mind, and they only need to look at each other to understand each other's meaning.

Eyes collide in mid-air, then fleeting.

In the next second, several people rushed out of the demon clan at the same time.

And the man in the prison car, looking at the vision in the sky, suddenly burst into tears.

An abnormal flush appeared on his pale cheeks, and he stared at the vision, his lips trembling violently, "Green Mountain, Green Mountain......

He made a ho-ho sound from his mouth, because of his years of knife practice, his fingertips were covered with calluses, and at this time his fingers were so hard that they turned white, as if he was brewing something.

It wasn't until he turned his head and saw the Terran robe rushing towards him in the crowd that he couldn't hold back any longer, tears rained down, and he shouted in his throat, "Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere, why do you need to return the horse leather shroud!" ”

Qingshan buries loyal bones everywhere, why should the horse leather shroud be returned!

Even if you are in a foreign land, from a hero to a prisoner of war, as long as you have a heart for the human race, why care, where are the bones?

His big rough and dark face was wet with tears one by one at the moment.

He saw Gongsun Ji holding a folding fan and stepping into the air, as if the gods had descended.

He leaned down, broke the shackles with a feather fan, put the man on his back, turned his head and smiled, "The same human robe, as long as your heart is towards Daqian, Daqian, you will not shed blood and tears." ”

He held the man, the feather fan pointed to the human realm, and said in high spirits, "Let's go, let's go home!" ”