Jiang Han wanted to keep a low profile, and didn't want to throw out those eternal poems to attract attention, but Wang Yuan was really dancing too happily.

Everyone looked at Jiang Han, some showed surprise, and some were full of excitement.

He Xiu, who thought he had the chance to win, heard Jiang Han's voice, and instantly became vigilant, he and Jiang Han were each other's noble children, and they had played together before, so they thought that they didn't know Jiang Han well, at least they knew his strengths and weaknesses.

But the poems and articles written by Jiang Han recently are really amazing, and they can even move the three great Confucians of Taixue.

But He Xiu quickly dispelled the vigilance in his heart, after being a nobleman, he knew the depth of Jiang Han, maybe Jiang Han could write all kinds of amazing poems about beauty, ambition, and satire, but this person would never be able to write battle poems.

As a type of battle poem, the battle array poem has a powerful supernatural spirit. Raising people to recite battle array poems can turn poems into soldiers and horses, fighting for themselves, and Xiucai can also kill people by writing battle array poems on paper.

Therefore, it is extremely difficult to write battle array poems, and it can even be said that only those literati who have a military life and have been on the battlefield can write battle array poems.

His poem "Winter Hunting" was also written under the guidance of his father.

Jiang Han has never lived in the military, nor has he ever been on the battlefield, how can he write a battle array poem?

Everyone's eyes fell on Jiang Han, Jiang Han calmly accepted everyone's gaze, his expression was calm, he looked at the mountains and forests not far from the camp, and slowly spoke, his voice was gentle, but it was powerful:

"The forest is dark and the grass is terrifying."

Several Wenchen nodded slightly, this poem is very easy to understand, it means that in the dim woods, the weeds are suddenly blown by the wind, although it is simple, but the words are very exquisite.

After reciting the first sentence, Jiang Han looked at a piece of bluestone in the mountains and forests, pointed forward with his left hand, but made a bow drawing motion with his right hand.

"The general draws the bow at night."

He Xiu and Wang Yuan were relieved when they heard this, these two sentences are really general, they are easy to understand when they are good, and they are like white text when they are bad.

In terms of the gorgeousness of the rhetoric, He Xiu's "Winter Hunting" is better.

"Ping Ming is looking for white feathers."

Jiang Han said slowly.

The smile on He Xiu's face became more and more intense, and this sentence was even more ordinary, nothing more than saying that he would look for arrows at dawn.

It seems that although Jiang Han has a talent for poetry, he really can't fight poetry.

The dragon pearl is still in his pocket!

When the ministers heard this, they also frowned slightly, these three lines of poetry are too plain, it seems that this battle array poem is really not something that a person who has been in Kyoto for a long time can compose.

I'm afraid his literary name will be hit hard this time.

Even Xu Zhongqiu, one of the military generals, frowned, and was very optimistic about Jiang Han.

He doesn't know how good or bad poetry is, but he knows that poetry that he doesn't understand is good.

And Jiang Han's poem, he can understand and understand every sentence, which proves that this poem is really ordinary.

Phew, this Jiang Han is really a general! Xu Zhongqiu said secretly.

At this moment, Jiang Han put down his hands, made the action of shooting arrows and retracting his bow, he faced everyone and spit out the last sentence of the poem loudly:

"Not in the stone ridge!"

The next moment, a vision appeared!

A giant several feet tall unexpectedly appeared out of thin air, standing behind Jiang Han, the giant was like a phantom, wearing golden armor, like a general on the battlefield.

An indescribable terrifying coercion emanated from his body, which instantly surprised several guards and protected him in front of Emperor Xia Qi.

"Escort!"

"Hurry up!"

A group of generals were even more shocked, some pulled out their long swords at their waists, some drew their big swords, and stared at the huge phantom.

Rumble...... The wind was raging in the heavens and the earth, the weeds on the ground were blowing, the trees were shaking, and the branches were waving like demons.

"Confucianism and Taoism!" Yu Zhongjing, a scholar of Jixian Hall Academy, couldn't help but be excited: "That's the arrow god Li Guang!" ”

Everyone was shocked, and the military general who took out his blade was still staring at the giant general vigilantly.

Arrow God Li Guang......

According to the history book "Han Dynasty Chronicles" of Great Xia, it is recorded that hunting widely, seeing the stone in the grass, shooting it as a tiger, the stone has no arrow, and the stone is also stone.

There is also a person named Li Guang in Great Xia, and it is recorded that Li Guang is the god of arrows, and his archery is like a god. Li Guang once saw Lin Dark Fengsheng when hunting, thinking that there was a tiger, so he stretched his bow and pulled the arrow, and an arrow was not into the stone.

It turned out that the poem written by Jiang Han was actually describing the arrow god Li Guang.

The most shocking thing is that Jiang Han did not write poems on paper, but just read them, and he also had a vision of Confucianism and Taoism!

It is enough to prove that his poem is recognized by the saints in the underworld!

I saw that the phantom general pulled his bow and arrow, and with a "whoosh" sound, it was as if an arrow was shot out in front of everyone, and the next moment, the boulder buried in the weeds not far away actually made an explosion!

Rumble...

There was a moment of silence in the tent, and everyone looked at the weeds with their eyes on the faces, either surprised, excited, or complicated.

The smile on He Xiu's face completely froze, twisted his neck stiffly, and looked at Jiang Han standing under the general's virtual image, even if he was unwilling in his heart, he could only turn into a long sigh.

"The forest is dark and the grass is frightened, and the general draws the bow at night. Ping Ming looked for the white feather, but he was not in the stone ridge. ”

Yu Zhongjing clapped his hands and praised loudly: "Good poetry!" Good poetry! ”

This poem uses just 20 words to describe the process of shooting stones with the bow of the arrow god Li Guang, showing the strength of Li Guang's archery skills.

In this way, plain and plain become concise and concise.

The virtual image of Li Guang behind Jiang Han disappeared after shooting an arrow, but the coercion that remained in everyone's hearts was still there.

Everyone looked at Jiang Han, their eyes full of complexity.

They all remembered Jiang Han's words just now: "Since you have to force me to compose a poem, then I will compose a battle array poem, so that you know that martial arts can only write poems easily!" ”

At first, everyone thought he was just boasting, composing poetry at his fingertips? When you are the god of poetry!

But now I know that this is not bragging at all, but telling the truth.

Although Xu Zhongqiu, the eldest prince of the Ningguo Mansion, had a rather elegant name, he was actually a big old man, he scratched his head and said, "How is it?" What do you think? Is Jiang Han's poem good? How is it compared to the song "Winter Hunting" by He Xiu? ”

According to his opinion, he can't understand the song "Winter Hunting", and he can understand Jiang Han's song, so it should be "Winter Hunting" is better.

But the vision just now and the reaction of the crowd proved that "Stopper" is superior.

"Nonsense, Confucianism and Taoism have appeared, who do you say is good?" Xu Yuemian didn't give face to her eldest brother at all.

Ping Ming looked for the white feather, but he was not in the stone ridge...... Emperor Xia Qi reminisced leisurely, his heart shook, a smile appeared on his face, and said: "What a battle poem!" He is a genius who can make articles for the ages! ”

Hearing Emperor Xia Qi's admiration, everyone knew that this poem was very much in line with Emperor Xia Qi's heart.

Song Guogong sighed slightly in his heart, His Majesty is an all-rounder who can fight on the horse and govern the country when he gets off the horse, and his archery skills are also quite extraordinary.

What's more, this poem is a battle array poem, and now that it has been obtained, the Confucian students of Great Xia have another means of fighting the enemy.

Emperor Xia Qi said: "You have added a battle array poem to Great Xia, and this dragon pearl belongs to you." ”

Emperor Xia Qi Long Yan Dayue threw the treasure jade in his hand towards Jiang Han.

Jiang Han hurriedly stretched out his hand to take it, knelt down and saluted: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!" ”