Stealing the chicken but losing the rice is what Xiao Han is talking about!
Anyone who understands the meaning of what he just said will know that he wants to ask for a sky-high price!
But one thing Xiao Han didn't realize was that Mr. Lu in front of him was not only a sensible man, but also a smart man! Seeing Xiao Han like this, Xiao Han almost vomited blood when he retorted with just one sentence!
"Ahem...Uncle Lu, you are true to your word, how can I let you do something that will make you rich? A good poem in exchange for your lantern, it's settled!"
When Xiao Han said this, his face was getting hot!
Of course, to him, a broken lantern is not gold, only ghosts are rare!
But when he saw the trace of regret hidden in Xue Pan's smile, Xiao Han felt that it was no big deal for him to be a shameless person.
There is no way, this world is probably like this! People who work hard outside are not necessarily doing it for themselves! Some things are more important than a man’s face and principles!
"Ha ha ha ha……"
When Mr. Lu heard Xiao Han's words, he laughed proudly! But the old man didn't try to expose him either. This guy knew exactly what to measure!
"Hehe..." He smiled sheepishly at Mr. Lu. Xiao Han tilted his head and thought for a while, then said seriously: "To be honest with you, Uncle Lu, I will go on an expedition with the army this year! Since you want to write more impassioned poems,
, I will compose a poem for myself to go on an expedition, and I will ask you, uncle, to appreciate it!"
"Oh? Please say so!"
Mr. Lu, who was originally laughing, couldn't help but stop joking when he heard Xiao Han talk about going on an expedition. He straightened his body and even used the word "please" in his words.
In this era, soldiers are always admired when they go to war! Especially a wise man like Mr. Lu knows very well:
A stable life is not because it is stable, but because someone is carrying the burden forward for it!
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Han slowly closed his eyes and brewed his emotions. Then, Xiao Han read in his most sonorous and powerful voice:
"Why don't you bring a Wu hook?
Collect fifty states outside the customs!
Please come to Qilin Pavilion temporarily.
What if a scholar has ten thousand households?"
The poem is very short, only four sentences.
The poem is also very straightforward, every word is simple, so that everyone can understand it as soon as it is heard.
However, the most concise words are precisely the most touching!
After Xiao Han read the last word, almost all the young people on and off the stage repeated the poem over and over again!
Going out on the field to kill enemies and gain fame and wealth through hard work may be a fantasy that all young people have had! Now, in this poem, it is portrayed more vividly and directly points to the heart!
"Why don't you bring a Wu Gou? Okay, okay!"
After Xiao Han finished reading the poem, he stood in the field with his hands behind his back, enjoying the feeling of being alone and begging for defeat! However, his heroic demeanor only lasted for a short while before he was defeated by Mr. Lu...
After the old man cheered loudly, he actually sat up from his chair for the first time. Then without any explanation, he pulled Xiao Han to the middle of the lamp shed, pointed at the giant lantern hanging above the two people's heads and said loudly: "What a literary talent.
! What a spirit! What a poem for an expedition! If I hadn’t been over fifty, I would have gone on the field with you to kill the enemy! I think there will be no one more qualified to get this lamp than you tonight!"
"Hey, there's nothing wrong with this old man's legs and feet!"
Mr. Lu's face was flushed with excitement, and his voice was trembling!
But he probably never expected that Xiao Han next to him not only was not proud of this honor, but instead cast a strange look at his legs and feet!
There was no way, this old man had been sitting on the chair since the first time Xiao Han saw him, without even moving his nest!
It is not an exaggeration for Xiao Han to have such an idea now.
Xiao Han under the lamp shed became the focus of everyone, but Mr. Zheng, who was the first to jump out, looked lost and stood alone in the corner.
Envy? Hatred? Jealousy? Regret?
All kinds of feelings were entangled together, making him feel so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood and be lighter!
Xiao Han didn't bother him, he didn't even look at him again!
But it is precisely because of this that Mr. Zheng feels even more uncomfortable!
You regard others as your opponents and use all your strength to attack and punish them!
But in the end, I suddenly realized that you have never been in other people's eyes. How sad is this?
Taking one last look at Xiao Han, who was being pulled by Mr. Lu, Mr. Zheng left sadly. He also knew that if he stayed here any longer, he could only play the role of a pitiful clown.
Some people left, but more people gathered around! At the same time, Xiao Han's poem "Why don't men wear Wu hooks" spread rapidly among the crowd like the plague.
Looking at the excited faces, I wonder how many people will join the army after tonight to pursue the elusive road to becoming a prince.
"Haha, this kid! He can become famous wherever he goes!"
Among the crowd in the audience, Xiao Han did not see that Xiao Lizi and Changsun Wuji, dressed in casual clothes, were looking at him on the stage with smiles.
Of course, there were many people in the audience. Apart from the two of them, there were many familiar or unfamiliar faces to Xiao Han hidden in the crowd.
However, this has little to do with Xiao Han, who is happily pulling Xue Pan to study the lantern.
As for Mr. Lu, he had long been thrown aside and looked at the young couple with some resentment.
Since he became the person in charge of the Lu family, is this the first time that he has been ignored like this?!
"Is this a Kongming Lantern?"
Looking at the giant lantern that was taken off the lantern stand by several servants, Xiao Han studied it for a while and finally figured out something about it.
But what puzzled him was: Can such a big and heavy lamp really fly?
"This is a sky lantern!"
Mr. Lu on the side finally found an opportunity to interject. At this time, there was no book called Romance of the Three Kingdoms at all, and Mr. Lu was not interested in Mr. Kong Ming, who was highly recommended in the book.
Glancing at Xiao Han with contempt, he took the pen and paper from the servant in green at the back and handed it to Xiao Han!
"This lamp is yours! Come, write your wish on it, and it will go up to heaven with your wish! When the gods see it, they will naturally make it come true for you!"
"Make a wish? Such a high-end thing is possible now?"
When Xiao Han heard what Mr. Lu said, he subconsciously took the pen and paper, but soon he looked at the old man with a puzzled face and said, "Hey? Uncle Lu, if everyone writes wishes and puts out lanterns, wouldn't the gods be busy?
die?!"
(Qilin Pavilion was built by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty in the Weiyang Palace to enshrine Huo Guang and other eleven generals. Later, Liu Xiu, the son of the plane, built the twenty-eight generals of Yuntai. Li Shimin's Lingyan Pavilion was also built accordingly.)
