The Supreme Supreme of the Three Kingdoms

“Could it be that the beauty who caught a glimpse was the peerless talented woman Cai Wenji?”

A trace of strange light flashed in Liu Hao’s eyes, and he was silent.

Tai Fu Yuan Kui raised his glass and said with a smile: “Liu Xian nephew, it doesn’t matter if you can’t do it, all the people here are your elders…”

Liu Hao was too lazy to look at him, and took a step forward directly, and Mansheng groaned:

“Peak~~ Mountains like gathering, waves like anger…..”

As soon as the first sentence came out, Yuan Kuan’s face had completely changed.

So surprised that my wrists shook, and some of the wine spilled out of the wine glass.

Many of the Da Ru present even held their breath, and couldn’t help but feel a feeling that they wanted to continue listening.

“What about the next few sentences?”

“Virtuous nephew, don’t hide, tell us quickly!”

While recalling, Liu Hao walked seven steps in front of the hall, and Langsheng recited the word in its entirety:

“Mountains and rivers are on the Hangu Road. Wangxidu, hesitate…”

“Sad, Qin Han Jingxing, the palace has made soil…”

“Rejoice, the people suffer; Death, the people suffer! ”

This first word, Liu Hao chanted in one go, depressed, and grateful.

Bang!

Yuan Kuan’s brain was blank, and the wine glass in his hand fell directly on the table, and the wine wet his gorgeous brocade robe!

The great Ru present were all shocked on the spot.

Between the hearts, a sad and vicissitudes of worry about the country and the people suddenly arises!

Rejoice, the people suffer!

Death, the people also suffer!

The few words that came out of Liu Hao’s mouth were too essence.

It directly explains the rise and fall of ancient times!

It’s just….

The words of a deafening saint!

Tai Fu Yuan Kui was originally waiting with interest for Liu Hao to admit his ugliness, and at this time, he was busy wiping the wine on his clothes.

Liu Hao is actually such a talent!

It’s just that I’m hitting my old face, it’s so humiliating!

However, no one paid attention to his horrified and embarrassed expression at this time.

Wang Yun’s zuiba has been opened into a big O-shape, and I can’t believe it!

Kong Rong, Cai Yong and the others were also strangely bright, and their expressions were shocked.

They closed their eyes, savored quietly, and were completely immersed in the context of this poem, and no one said a word for a long time.

Some of the wine glasses in Da Ru’s hands were in the air, and they forgot to drink.

Time and space seemed to freeze in this instant.

If you don’t pretend to be forced at this time, when will you stay?

Liu Hao looked around and smiled faintly: “This poem is called Chang’an Huaigu, what do you adults think?” ”

The highly respected Great Ru Zheng Xuan sighed softly:

“Liu… Virtuous nephew, you can make such a masterpiece within seven steps, what a talent that has not been encountered in hundreds of years! ”

“Miaoji, Miaoji!”

Kong Rong, who was high and proud, also shot up, dancing excitedly, clapping and laughing: “Wonderful, although this word is peculiar, it is definitely a masterpiece passed down through the ages, and the old man obeyed!” ”

Cai Yong was so excited that he burst into tears, and muttered: “Well said, Xing, the people are bitter; Death, the people suffer! ”

The rest of the Da Ru in the hall still maintained the shocked mode of zuiba openness.

This poem, which refers to the feelings of worrying about the country and the people, has been sung for thousands of years and has endured.

Liu Hao clearly remembers that it was also included in a certain year’s Chinese textbook.

At that time, I was caught by the teacher and memorized by rote, there was no problem!

For this word, Liu Hao only made a small change.

The capital of the Western Han Dynasty is Chang’an, and the capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty is Luoyang, and everyone is a Confucian boss, which is naturally clear.

The general meaning is definitely not reduced by half a point.

The style is different from the popular lyrics, but there is a deep charm of worrying about the country and the people.

These great Confucians are completely able to understand and experience.

Especially in recent years, natural and man-made disasters have occurred.

Drought in many places led to the loss of harvests, and the Yellow Turban Army swept away the population.

The situation of the near chaotic times is vivid and can make people feel more emotional.

In the inner room of Cai Mansion.

The beautiful figure shook her heart, and couldn’t help shaking, almost didn’t stand firmly, but the maid beside her supported her slender waist.

The maid said with disgust: “It’s all to blame this Liu Gongzi, make a poem, and our young lady almost fell.” ”

“Stop talking nonsense!”

The beautiful woman covered her mouth and whispered to herself: “Alas, Junior Brother usually doesn’t like to talk, but I didn’t expect Junior Brother to have the world in mind, and I was really curious about how Junior Brother came up with such a poem.” ”

She looked through the curtain again, secretly glanced at Liu Hao, and her pretty face couldn’t help but blush.