"Guan Shan Yue, Guan Shan Yue, Guan Shan Yue..."

Lu Chengfeng kept mumbling the name of the female general of the Northern Kingdom.

Suddenly, he slapped his head and finally realized what he was thinking about!

He and Wu Jingmo had indeed heard of her name!

It was on the night when he first entered Jinghua City, when he rescued Miss Qian on the waterside stage of Tianxiang Tower by the Yinghe River!

And this name actually comes from a ditty called "Guanshan Hatred" that Miss Qian sang at that time:

"A young man in bright clothes and an angry horse enters Guanshan every year. Where is the moon beside Guanshan? He is afraid that his white bones will be painted red. The sons of good families from ten counties in Yunzhou cry and complain that the front is in vain. Once the fragrant curtains are moved by the wind and flowers, the fragrant grass

Year after year I grow with hatred..."

When Lu Chengfeng thought about it, he imitated Miss Qian's example, picked up the tone and posture of the ditty "Guanshan Hate", and started humming it in a decent manner.

When Wu Jingmo heard this, he also recalled the scene that night! He echoed excitedly:

"Yes, yes! It's indeed this little song! "Hate at Guanshan"! I didn't expect that "Hate at Guanshan" is about the deep hatred that the people of Yunzhou have for the female general Guan Shanyue in the north! No wonder Miss Qian said that they are the most powerful people in Yunzhou City.

Everyone sings!"

"Hmm, as soon as I entered Jinghua City that night and arrived on Yinghua Street, I was attracted by this sad and desolate little song! People say that His Highness the new little emperor is a lustful ghost.

The first thing I did when I came to Beijing was to visit the brothels. Little did I know, I felt that this little song made me cry when I listened to it, as if there was a story and a profound meaning in the song, and I wanted to find out."

Lu Chengfeng nodded vigorously and waved his hand. His expression was serious, but he pretended to be relaxed.

"It means you have a fate with Miss Qian. It is her blessing to save Miss Qian."

Wu Jingmo saw the change in Lu Chengfeng's expression and comforted him with a smile.

"According to what Miss Qian said that night, nine out of ten households in Yunzhou were empty, and the people were destroyed and displaced! The men in Yunzhou have either died in the battlefield, or are on the way to death in the battlefield! The women in Yunzhou, in order to make a living, have to

If you don’t fall into a brothel, you will fall into pieces and turn into mud. Alas!”

Wu Jingmo continued, his voice sounded hoarse.

"Yes! Damn Guan Shanyue! It's not enough to set fire on the battlefield. Could it be that the strange fire that burned down the lanterns in Jinghua City was also her fault? Who cares about her, she is also a member of her sect! Don't let her end up like this in the future.

In my hands, I don’t care whether she is a man or a woman! I, Lu Chengfeng, will make her look good!"

Lu Chengfeng's eyes widened angrily, he patted his chest vowingly, and made a heroic promise.

"Plus me!"

Zhui Feng’s teeth clenched loudly.

"And I!"

Tian Zifang also put on a righteous and ambitious look and shouted.

How could he be without Tian Zifang when he was so heroic?

"Man, why don't you take Wu Gou? Take Guanshan and Fifty Prefectures!"

Please come to Lingyan Pavilion for a while, and you will be like a scholar with ten thousand households!"

Lu Chengfeng had a righteous and awe-inspiring expression as he recited "Thirteen Poems of the South Garden" by Tang Dynasty poet Li He.

"What a poem, what a poem! It's been a long time since Chengfeng Xiandi wrote a poem, and it's been a long time since I've been able to listen to Xiandi's live masterpieces! I thought Xiandi would only be inspired to compose impromptu poems in front of a beautiful woman.

I just want to smile for Bo Hongyan!"

Wu Jingmo clapped his hands and cheered loudly, as if he had returned to the star-studded eyes of Lu Chengfeng's number one fan when they first met.

If Tian Zifang is a martial arts fanatic, Wu Jingmo is a poetry fanatic.

As long as you talk about poetry and poetry, he can happily chat with you about everything from romance to life philosophy, and you won't feel tired even if you talk for three days and three nights.

It's a pity that since I met Lu Chengfeng's extraordinary poetic talent, I have rarely had the opportunity to see his new works.

In the past few months, Wu Jingmo has only heard Lu Chengfeng personally compose four poems on the spot, all of which were dedicated to Hong Yan.

The first time was when they first met by the Ying River. Lu Chengfeng composed a long poem "Pipa Xing" for the girl Piaoping Qian who he rescued in troubled times.

The second time was when we were discussing Taoism in Jiuxianju, Miss Youjia, who was the Purple Fairy at that time, suddenly broke in. Before leaving, she heard Lu Chengfeng's sad love song "The Sapphire Case".

The third time was at Prince Xuan's Mansion. After Lu Chengfeng fell in love and searched hard for the purple-clothed fairy but couldn't find it, he composed a poem called "Qihuai", which was so heart-breaking in love.

The fourth time was after watching Xuanji perform a Hu Xuan dance on the stage at Tianxiang Tower. Lu Chengfeng competed with Mr. Xu Shuyan for favor, and performed "Hu Xuan Nu" freely in public. It not only narrated but also satirized the current situation of the dynasty.

It's also a good poem.

Therefore, Wu Jingmo couldn't help but talk about the wonderful words and sentences of this poem with great interest:

"The first question is a general question, and it is also a self-question. It contains the heroic feeling that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country. The first two sentences are like a hanging waterfall, falling from a high place, looking majestic! Wearing a saber, rushing towards

The battlefield is heroic and heroic! The mountains and rivers are broken and the people are in dire straits. How can the poet be willing to live in the countryside and do nothing? Guanshan means a double entendre, yearning to make contributions and serve the country!"

After hearing this, Lu Chengfeng nodded sheepishly and let Wu Jingmo continue his literary criticism:

"The rhetorical tone enhances the power of the poem to convey emotions. Faced with the situation of raging war and war, the poet was extremely anxious and wished he could immediately wear a sword and rush to the battlefield to defend his family and country. The great cause of regaining Guanshan will naturally not be achieved if the book business is vigorous.

, and if you want to get rid of the miserable situation in front of you, you must go through a military career and kill the enemy and make achievements. This contradiction highlights the poet's anger and injustice."

Wu Jingmo smiled foolishly, then continued his analysis, and suddenly the emphasis was sonorous and clear, and he said:

"How can I be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister?"

One is a scholar? The poet does not use declarative sentences but uses hypothetical questions, which has a strong sense of complaint. But it is a negative foil for the necessity of writing and joining the army, and further expresses the anger of unrecognized talents. Brother Chengfeng, you are a talented person.

Will Wei Lue join the army?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and nodded, saying:

"I casually read four lines of poetry, and you interpreted them into such an artistic conception! I think your elder brother is much better than me! I just recited some famous lines from famous writers."

"I didn't expect you to be humble!"

Zhui Feng gently leaned into Lu Chengfeng's ear and said jokingly.

"Get started! I'm serious!"

Lu Chengfeng shrugged, then said seriously and loudly:

"However, my eldest brother said that I want to join the army. This idea has just arisen in my heart! I wonder if there will be an opportunity to serve the motherland in the future. It is not enough to just go to the northern country to be a free hostage! I will ride on the wind, and I am willing to return it.

The world will be peaceful and stable!"

"Okay! Count me, Tian Zifang! If your highness really wants to go to the battlefield someday, remember to take me, Tian, ​​with you! If you can serve your family and country and protect the people, I, Tian, ​​will die without regrets!"

Tian Zifang roared loudly and followed Lu Chengfeng in his excitement!

Although Wu Jingmo did not directly swear to heaven, his heart was still filled with ups and downs, and it was difficult to calm down his excitement. After a while, he finally caught up and said:

"My dear brother, Brother Tian, ​​if you join the army with a pen, I will guard the purple and gold wolf hairs given by the emperor in my hands. Using words as swords and guns, we will work together to protect the magnificent rivers and mountains of our Dajing Kingdom and the city-state of thousands of people!"

Even the Youjia cousins ​​who had just met each other were actually infected by the three people's aspirations for family and country. After hearing their heroic words, they also vowed to follow Lu Chengfeng and serve the motherland!

If the sentence "Why don't men wear Wu hook" were issued as a military order, it would touch the hearts of many ambitious men!

Zhui Feng clasped his hands on his chest and said nothing.

It’s not that Lu Chengfeng’s aspirational poems lack appeal, or that he doesn’t have the lofty ambition to protect his family and country, but he still shoulders the most unique and secret mission!

This mission destined him to miss the battlefield! His voice also destined him to be half fire and half sea water.

He smiled and looked at Lu Chengfeng, who was surrounded by people in front of him and behind him. Maybe this was what Lu Chengfeng wrote in his poem, "When I suddenly looked back, that person was there, in the dimly lit place."

Zhui Feng's heart felt dull, and the heavy secret was on his mind just before he frowned.

Zhuifeng looked at the innocent, calm and heroic Lu Chengfeng, and a mysterious smile appeared on his lips that was different from the past. He wanted to join in, but he still chose to stand aside silently, not to disturb his interest.
Chapter completed!