In the tent, although Li Guang's figure disappeared, everyone had not come back to their senses, and two generals found the big stone in the grass, and found that an arrow hole appeared in the bluestone, and the spiderweb-like cracks spread out densely in all directions.

The two generals were taken aback, they must know that this is just a Confucian and Taoist vision, and it has caused such a terrifying lethality, if a person from the realm of life or the realm of things uses this battle poem, how terrifying should the power be?

Song Guogong looked at Jiang Han's figure and snorted imperceptibly.

The first day of the winter hunt finally ended, and the generals were overjoyed, and there was a feeling of raising their eyebrows, while most of the ministers had a look of frustration on their faces.

If this poem was written by Wenchen, it would be forgotten, but it was written after a military general.

Jiang Han returned to the camp tent to sleep, and Liu Ruyu came over with the quilt: "Brother Jiang, I want to sleep in a tent with you and have a long talk all night, do you think it's okay?" ”

Jiang Han glanced at him, his eyes were scrutinizing, and then he smiled: "Very good, I just haven't drunk enough, Brother Liu, let's go in and drink!" ”

The tent was spacious enough to sleep several people, Jiang Han and Liu Ruyu each sat on one side, looking at the bonfire outside, drinking wine and chatting.

Liu Ruyu can speak, and nine out of ten sentences are flattery.

Jiang Han soon looked slightly drunk, his face was red.

"The poem written by Brother Jiang this time really slapped He Xiu and Wang Yuan in the face! Brother Jiang, your ability to compose poems on the spot is too powerful! In terms of poetry, Kyoto deserves to be the first. Liu Ruyu touted.

"Haha, Brother Liu praised it." Jiang Han showed a smug look on his face, but he smiled modestly.

"Although Brother Jiang has never been on the battlefield, he wrote this battle poem based on a story recorded in the "Han Dynasty Chronicles", but I am afraid that even those Confucian generals who have been on the battlefield can't write it, I really admire Brother Jiang's talent." Liu Ruyu continued to tout.

"Where, where." Jiang Han said with a smile.

He chose this poem just right, it is not only a battle poem, but also does not describe the battlefield, it is just an allusion in the book, so that even Emperor Xia Qi will not doubt him.

Of course, he didn't think of this poem at first, and he didn't think about it until he was provoked by Wang Yuan.

"It is said that this arrow god Li Guang is also a character who was almost canonized, the book says that he has been a Hun for a long time, and is known as General Fei, although he has not been canonized, but he is also a generation of famous generals."

The two chatted with each other, and after going around for a long time, Liu Ruyu said: "Brother Jiang, you are writing poems on the spot today, it is really amazing, you think of a poem so quickly, you are really quick-witted, and you will definitely become a great Confucian in the future." ”

Jiang Han's heart moved, and finally turned the topic around what he wanted to say: "Do you think I really write poems on the spot?" ”

Liu Ruyu's heart moved: "What did Brother Jiang say?" ”

Jiang Han smiled: "I have this poem for a long time, and I deliberately waited for Wang Yuan to provoke before reading the poem, just to make him lose face." ”

Liu Ruyu was taken aback: "It turns out that Brother Jiang has already done a good poem?" ”

Jiang Han said: "Haha, you don't know, these poems are all searched for by me......"

Saying that, he drunkenly reached into his arms and took out a thin booklet: "The winter hunt is over in a few days, and then I will dedicate the poem on it to Your Majesty, and Your Majesty will definitely be happy......"

"This thing has to be put away properly."

Jiang Han looked so drunk that he fell asleep on the ground.

Liu Ruyu looked at him with the booklet in his arms, and was extremely surprised: "Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, are you drunk?" ”

"I'm not drunk, go get the wine, we'll drink again."

Jiang Han muttered, like a dream, his eyes were closed, and he fell asleep.

Liu Ruyu slowly stretched out her hand, took out the booklet from Jiang Han's arms, opened it under the light, and couldn't help but be surprised that the booklet was full of poems.

The first few poems are ordinary, Liu Ruyu frowned and turned back, and suddenly her eyes froze, and she fell on a poem: "The black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it, and the light of the armor opens to the sun." ”

"Good poetry!"

Liu Ruyu couldn't help but praise loudly, and he continued to read.

"The sound of horns fills the sky with autumn colors, stuffed with swallow fat and night purple."

"Half a roll of red flags is in the water, and the frost is heavy and the cold is not sound."

"Repay the king's will on the golden platform, and carry the jade dragon to die for the king."

When Liu Ruyu saw the last sentence, her heart was shocked.

He is a talent himself, and he knows very well that this poem is quite good, definitely not worse than Jiang Han's "Plugged Song" today.

At least it's also a work of Wenzhoujing!

Liu Ruyu's face changed, and suddenly he thought of something, hid the booklet in his arms, quietly left the camp tent, came to Wang Yuan's camp tent, and found Wang Yuan.

"Young Master Wang, I know a secret of Jiang Han!"

"What's the secret?"

"Jiang Han's poems were not written by him at all, but they were collected by him everywhere, and this gentleman doesn't know how to write poems at all!"

"What? Really? No, if he had been searching for poetry, how could he have a vision when he wrote poetry? Confucianism and Taoism visions need to be approved by all the saints before they can appear. ”

"This is what he said when he was drunk! How could I lie to you? I'm afraid that these poems are recorded in ancient books, and no one knows about them, right? Wang Shao, this is something I found on Jiang Han, take a look. ”

"What is this? Poetry? ”

"You turn to page seven."

Wang Yuan did as he said, and then saw the song "Yanmen is too guarded".

Only half of what he saw, Wang Yuan was stunned, this Jiang Han had never been on the battlefield, why could he describe the scene of the battlefield so appropriately? He must have found it somewhere else!

Continuing to look down, Wang Yuan was even more shocked, this poem was extremely well written, but he had never heard of it.

He is the prince's companion, and he can be said to be a person who has learned poetry and books, even he has never seen this poem, where did Jiang Han get it?

He saw the last sentence: Repay the king's intention on the golden platform, and carry the jade dragon to die for the king.

My heart shook violently, my breath stagnated, and I looked at this poem in a daze.

These last two sentences are full of the idea of serving the country loyally, if Your Majesty sees it, you will be happy!

"Where did Jiang Han find these poems?" Wang Yuandao.

"Wang Shao, don't care where he found it, now he hasn't dedicated this poem yet, it is a poem without an owner, but if you dedicate this poem to Your Majesty first, then this poem is yours!" Liu Ruyu said in a low voice.

"If Your Majesty hears this poem, you will be overjoyed, and you will definitely resume your status as the prince's companion."

"You're making me a fake? If I find out, I won't be able to practice Confucianism for the rest of my life! ”

"Wang Gongzi, as long as you read this poem before Jiang Han, then this poem is yours! Who will know that you are a fake? What's more, isn't he Jiang Han also fake? ”

Wang Yuan took a deep breath, the fire in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he said in a deep voice: "Okay!" Tomorrow I will dedicate this poem to Your Majesty! Liu Ruyu, if you do this for me, I will not treat you badly! ”

Liu Ruyu was overjoyed, and hurriedly patted her ass: "This poem is just the beginning, Young Master Wang got this booklet, and he will definitely become a great Confucian in the future, and an official will be a first-class official!" ”

"Haha!" Wang Yuan laughed.