Chapter 158: The Battle of the Pavilion Gate
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At this time.
Tang Qingzhu seriously confided his understanding: "The king of Huangzhou wants to show his love to the Du family master before the Huangzhou War, and present his true heart and the meaning of the poem in front of the Du family master!"
"Yes!"
The other three deans agreed: "This must be the intention!"
Wenqu thought deeper: "The war of Huangzhou is imminent, and the king of Huangzhou has sworn to defend Huangzhou, never retreat, and live and die with Huangzhou." ”
"Werewolves, invincible!"
"This time, the king of Huangzhou will definitely die a heroic death in Huangzhou. ”
"Woohoo!"
"A generation of poets and immortals, they don't live long, think about it, I feel uncomfortable!"
Kuraku is silent!
The words of these four old guys are not right!
But, for his mission, the best assist!
Zang Liu didn't explain, walked up to Du Yue'er, and saluted in a chic manner: "Master Du, the prince of my family didn't let Zang Liu express any thoughts!"
I don't know why!
Du Yue'er was a little disappointed: "I know!"
Zang Liu continued: "But, the prince said that the peony in the world is the most beautiful in the garden of the Du family in Yangzhou!"
The prince said that April and May every year are the most gorgeous time for peony flowers. ”
"The prince wants to use the two poems just now to exchange for a peony flower in the hands of the Du family master, I wonder if the Du family master is willing?"
Du Yue'er got the summer beauty poem, which is equivalent to owing the love of summer!
The warning line for summer in her heart was almost broken by Tang Qingzhu's explanation.
Now, no matter what kind of thoughts the king of Huangzhou has for her, she sends back a peony flower to thank the other party for giving poetry, there is no big problem, right?
Du Yue'er thought so.
However, she came out this time and did not bring flowers with her.
She directly pulled out a hosta from her hair bun, the tail of which was a peony carving, and handed it directly to Zang Liudao: "I went out and didn't bring fresh peonies, so I gave this hosta back to the king of Huangzhou, and thanked him for his friendship of giving poetry!"
Kuraku's smile is clean!
His mission for Du Yue'er was completed.
The layout of the Huangzhou Palace's disobedient army in the 100,000 mountains was completed.
Tomorrow is when the wind rises.
Zang Liu took out a jade box, put the hosta into it as a treasure, and handed it to the young man with the sword behind him: "The prince will be very happy to get this peony hosta." ”
Du Yue'er smiled, her pretty face turned red for no reason: "It's just a courtesy!"
However, outside the door of the poetry hall, one of Du Yue'er's personal female warriors didn't see it that way!
Her expression was cold, and she said in her heart: "You send me poems, I still think that the hosta is really affectionate, and the concubine is interested!"
"You must tell the Grand Governor about this!"
"Du Yue'er, there has been a change!"
Then.
Zang Liu returned the silver to Zhang Shengdao: "Offended!"
Zhang Sheng's face was flushed with shame, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.
Zang Liu said: "Dean Tang just said that the prince of my family will die in the Wasteland, because the werewolves are invincible!"
"I don't have words to refute it!"
"Because, my lord said that victory is fought, not spoken. ”
"Today, after the "Recruitment Order" is promulgated here, he will return to Huangzhou to fight with the prince, please pay attention to the news of Huangzhou!"
"Soon, you will definitely hear the news that the werewolves, whom you think are invincible, are buried in the Wasteland!"
This sentence represents the victorious heart of Tibetan Six.
However, the celebrities and gentlemen of the two states shook their heads!
The king of Huangzhou is a newborn calf and is not afraid of tigers!
He hadn't seen a wolfwolf ferocious, so he didn't know how powerful a werewolf was!
So, be sure to die faster!
The Confucian students of the two states secretly muttered to themselves in front of the werewolves, when did the wasteland win?
Kuroroku saw everyone's thoughts.
He didn't say anything else, pasted the recruitment order on the big pillar behind him, and read it aloud: "Kyushu is angry and thunderous, and ten thousand horses are sad." The opening of the Huangzhou Prefecture is heavy, and it is eclectic to reduce talents"
The eyes of those poor celebrities lit up, and they murmured: "Eclectic talents, eclectic talents!"
After reading it, Zangliu said loudly: "Please go back and tell Yangzhou and Qingzhou the literary circles that if I am thirsty for talents in the barren state, the quantity is applicable, and if I come, I will not be slow!"
"If you come, my Huangzhou Mansion will definitely not live up to people!"
After speaking.
Zang Liu walked out: "These three boxes of gold, please trouble Governor Li to help my prince take care of it, if there are literati who go to the barren state, it will be a settlement fee!"
He opened the fire fold, lit the "Three Hundred Poems of the Prince", and recited the last confession of summer: "The beacon fire shines on the barren state, and my heart is sad." ”
"Yazhang resigned from the phoenix, and rode around the deserted city. ”
"The snow is dark and the flag is painted, and the wind is mixed with the sound of drums. ”
"It is better to be a centurion than to be a scholar. ”
After Zangliu finished chanting, he stopped at the door, his body was like a sword, and he shouted: "My prince said that people in troubled worlds would rather be centurions than scholars, and I will be in the palace of Huangzhou, welcome those who want to kill the wolf!"
The voice is lingering and enduring.
"Three Hundred Poems of the Prince" is burned!
The four deans of Jiangnan are heartbroken!
If the king of Huangzhou dies, those poems written by Huangzhou will never be seen again!
What a pity!
Kuraku is gone!
But his words,[]