Two and a half million stone grain was handed over to Liu Mang like this, and Cao Pi's heart was dripping blood.

However, Xu Chu, Xu Yi and Dian Man are all in Liu Bei's hands.

If you are submissive and refuse to redeem people, it will only increase the laughter of outsiders.

Cao Pi didn't think about it, so he had to agree.

"Situ, this matter is still in the future, implement it as soon as possible!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wang Lang is notoriously thick-skinned, and he naturally knows what Cao Pi means.

Let's talk about the people coming back first, as for whether to give food or not, it's not him Cao Wei who has the final say?

"Wait, it's better to make a note first!"

"Liu Changqing, can you believe me?"

Cao Pi glared angrily, Liu Mang was not afraid, and he was not frightened.

"My word is to guard against villains, not gentlemen."

"If you Cao Pi are really a gentleman, do you still care about making a note?"

Cao Pi was a little hesitant, but once he had the evidence, he left evidence.

If a person does not stand without faith, if he Cao Pi does not pay back the grain, he will become a hypocritical villain.

"Bring the pen! I just put it down! ”

Seeing Cao Pi writing his name freely, Liu Mang let him go.

Xu Chu drooped his head and came to Cao Pi's side.

"Your Majesty...... Wechen is guilty ......"

"Stand aside!"

Cao Pi was a little annoyed, but because Xu Chu was loyal to his Cao family, he didn't say much.

As for Dian Man and Xu Yi, Cao Pi hated it so much, these two losers who have more than enough success and more than failure!

"Now that everyone is here, we might as well have a poetry fight."

Liu Bei greeted, and everyone came to the downtown of Xiangyang.

"Liu Xuande, what do you mean by this? It is an elegant thing for us to compose poetry, so what kind of system can these untouchables participate in? ”

Cao Pi snorted coldly, his face displeased.

In his opinion, Liu Bei is still a weaver and seller in his bones, even inferior to Sun Quan.

"No, to decide whether this poem is written well or not, we have to let the people judge."

"After all, it is impossible to be absolutely fair to judge whoever is to judge."

Liu Bei talked eloquently, although the people didn't know the meaning of the words, they could also hear the good and the bad.

This is also Liu Mang's idea, the thesis is gorgeous, and Cao Pi is definitely not inferior to anyone.

But if it is a deep meaning of poetry, then it is not necessarily.

"Hmph, it's a trick! I'm the first to compose a poem! ”

"Wait and listen!"

"The title of this poem is 'Tiger Walking'!"

Cao Pi stood with his hands in his hands and took the stage to dedicate his work.

"A new love with you, entrusted to Eryi."

"Listed in Ziwei, the rise and fall can be known."

"The sycamore climbs the phoenix wings, and the clouds and rain scatter the flood pool."

After this poem was written, Cao Wei and his ministers applauded.

"Your Majesty's rhetoric is gorgeous, and he deserves to be the leader of my Central Plains Plains!"

"The last two sentences are really the finishing touch!"

"Such a beautiful verse, I'm afraid those untouchables can't understand it!"

The people of Xiangyang City, although they heard it in the clouds, also understood that Cao Pi's "Tiger Walking" was really not very fierce.

Saying a thousand things and ten thousand, what is written is nothing more than a love poem between men and women, and the young woman is looking forward to her husband's affection with anxiety.

This is also what Cao Pi did when he was the crown prince and competed with Cao Zhi for the position of prince.

Today is just to take it out again and let everyone taste it.

"Liu Changqing, what do you think of my "Tiger Walk"?"

Cao Pi's face showed arrogance, but Liu Mang yawned.

"Your "Tiger Walking" is obviously not very good, or listen to my "Yanmen Too Shouxing"!"

As soon as Liu Mang's words fell, he saw Zhang Fei go into battle shirtless and personally cheered for his eldest nephew.

"Third Uncle...... As for engaging in such a big battle? I'm writing poetry, not going to war! ”

"Big nephew! Back then, your second uncle in the ancient city beheaded Cai Yang, that is, I came to beat the drum, and today you will definitely give me a better than this Cao Pi! ”

The sound of drums makes people instantly return to the battlefield.

"The black clouds overwhelm the city and want to destroy it, and the armor light opens to the sun."

Liu Mang's first sentence made everyone feel nervous.

The enemy soldiers rolled in like black clouds, and the walls seemed to be about to collapse; Our army was in full array, the sun shone on the armor, and a golden light shimmered.

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

In the autumn sky, the loud military horn shook the heavens and the earth, and the blood of the soldiers in the dark night condensed into a dark purple!

Zhang Liao, who is a native of Yanmen Mayi, couldn't help but be a little moved at this time.

Liu Mang's two poems told the current situation of the soldiers in Yanmen!

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

The red flag was half rolled, and the reinforcements rushed to Yishui; The night was cold and frosty, and the drumming was depressed and low.

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

Just to repay the king's kindness, the soldiers carried swords in their hands and regarded death as home.

Liu Mang's last two sentences were like the finishing touch, which made Zhang Liao fall into contemplation.

When he joined the army, didn't he have the heart to serve the country?

It's just that time has passed, and this heart of serving the country has changed.

"Good! The sons of the Han family have always regarded death as home! ”

"After listening to this poem, I want to go to Yanmen to kill the enemy and resist the Huns!"

"Good poetry! It's good poetry! ”

The people obviously bought "Yanmen Tai Shou Xing", especially the Xiongnu have been invading the Central Plains, and they are the henchmen of the Han Dynasty.

Although Cao Pi's poems are gorgeous, they do not resonate with the people.

Except for the arrogant and lascivious princes, who would like the poems of such young women Sichun?

On the contrary, it is the son of the Han family, who yearns for the pleasure of killing the enemy on the side!

Seeing that Cao Pi was at a disadvantage, Sun Quan naturally couldn't ignore it.

"Ladies and gentlemen, now that the Three Kingdoms are in full swing and peaceful, don't talk about these swords."

"It's better to throw bricks and lead jade, and a song "Backyard Flowers" is ugly."

Sun Quan was eager to try and chanted:

"A leaf boat in the clear stream, autumn on both sides of the hibiscus. Cai Ling's daughter, singing from the twilight gull. The clouds are sorrowful, the head is full of wind and rain, and the lotus leaves are returned to rest. ”

Soon, in everyone's minds, a peaceful scene of Jiangnan emerged.

The Cailing girl worked happily, and the song resounded in the fields.

The ministers of Dongwu praised one after another, but under this peaceful appearance, there were hidden internal and external troubles in Dongwu.

There are mountains inside that are constantly making trouble, and there are Wei Shu eyeing at the outside!

"King Wu's poem is really wonderful, but whether it is jade or not, I don't know."

"If Your Highness has any opinion, just say it!"

Liu Mang was not polite, and said with a smile:

"The smoke cage is cold and the moon is long and sandy, and the night is close to the restaurant in Qinhuai."

"The merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country, and she still sings the backyard flowers across the river!"

As soon as this poem came out, Sun Quan's face turned pale, and he heard the ridicule in Liu Mang's words clearly!

Especially in the last two sentences, he also dedicated "Backyard Flowers", and now in Liu Mang's poems, it has become the glamorous voice of the dead country.

"This ......"

Seeing this, Lu Meng smiled on the spot: "Your Highness, my King Wu is just throwing bricks and attracting jade, are you too targeted?" ”

Liu Mang said indifferently: "I still hope that King Wu will forgive me, but I am just too anxious, worried that the sound of popularity in the south of the Yangtze River will be popular, and I have forgotten the way of governing the country through the world." ”

After all, the six counties of Jiangdong have not had a war for a long time, Liu Mang's reminder is false, and the ridicule is true.

If you Sun Quan don't go out to train again, sooner or later it will be over!