Peerless Pirates

Chapter 223 Using Poetry as a Soldier

After hearing Wanyanyong's order to bring his two sons back, Song Zheng frowned. It seemed that it was time for Wanyanyong to run out of steam (the latest chapter of the online game Dream of the Tang Dynasty).

If there was no forced concubine, Wanyanyong might be able to hold on for a while and think of a solution. However, now he can't wait any longer. As for the eunuch who passed the order, will he see through the lies in the Tiedam camp?

Prince, the two of them are not too worried. That man looks very similar to Wanyan Yu. If he looks sicker, the eunuch who delivers the order will not be able to tell the difference.

But what was Wanyanyong’s purpose in calling them back? Has he really made up his mind?

Song Zheng looked at Yan Yusheng and saw a look of sadness on his face and tears in his eyes (Guo Shi Wushuang txt download). That aloof and terminally ill man was the emperor of Dajin and his father.

Song Zheng patted his shoulder to express comfort. After a while, Wanyan Yusheng took a deep breath, with a firm look on his face, "Since Wanyan Yudu sent people to Licheng to assassinate me, my heart

He is already dead. As long as you want to ascend to that position, everything can be sacrificed. In that cage, there can only be one master. All those who stand in the way must be eliminated!"

Song Zheng sighed, "The ambition to achieve hegemony is certainly desirable, but it also brings with it countless regrets. Some things are beyond your control. However, since you are in this position, retreating even a little bit will lead to defeat and death. Even if you want to retreat, you will die.

, it’s impossible to be a field man.”

"No need to say anything, Xiaolang, I know what to do." Wanyan Yusheng clenched his fist, "Now that there are variables, we must change our plan."

Song Zheng thought deeply for a while, "There is still another possibility, that is, Wanyan Yudu may delay his return."

"Doesn't he want to come back and seize the throne? You know, even in Zhongdu, he has an advantage over me. He has the support of most of the military, and the main battle forces in North Korea and China are strong. I can compete with him.

A draw would be good, but if there is no ingenuity, even if we want to win the battle, there is not much hope."

"The key here is your father's attitude. If he hands over the imperial army and the armed guards to you, you can launch a thunderous attack. With your father's support and edict, you will be the orthodox Emperor of Jin.

The worst thing is to spend some time reorganizing the military strength afterwards.

However, for Wanyan Yudu, he also hasn’t figured out your father’s attitude, so Zhongdu has become a dangerous place for him. He is staying in the north and is vaguely threatening to start civil strife to force your father to

Pass the throne to him. Why should he risk coming to Zhongdu?"

Wanyan Yudu's face was shocked, "If this is the case, it will be really difficult to deal with. Now, shouldn't we be looking forward to Wanyan Yudu coming to Zhongdu?"

Song Zheng nodded and said, "There is no way to trick Wanyan Yudu into coming to Zhongdu! Don't forget, he sent horse thieves to kidnap and kill you!"

Wanyan Yusheng suddenly had an idea, thought for a moment and said, "I will immediately ask Wu Shi to go to Tiedam Camp (read the full text of Swallowing the Sky). Alas, if we do this, I don't know how many people will be sacrificed."

"The key is to do the best for the bureau. Wu She hasn't come back yet, and Wu Shi is still responsible for communicating with Zuo Xiangfu. It's better to let Erhei go, he can handle the matter reliably. We tell him our intention, and he will definitely handle it."

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Early the next morning, after Song Zheng got up and had just finished breakfast, Li Yongxi's entourage, Ah Da, drove to the front of Yuan Haowen's house. Song Zheng couldn't help but smile bitterly. Li Yongxi seemed to be afraid that he would run away, so he went to the house specially.

Send someone to pick him up. This guard is really comfortable doing his job.

Song Zheng followed A Da's carriage and horse to Laining Hall.

Laining Hall is a large courtyard. In front of the courtyard is a two-story building that is 30 feet long. Downstairs is a banquet hall, and upstairs there are more than ten rooms. This is a place for talks and banquets. On the sides of the building are

There are two gates leading to the large courtyard.

Ada showed an entry and exit token to the armed guards guarding the east gate, and the armed guards let the carriage in smoothly.

After entering the large courtyard, Song Zheng discovered that there was a cave inside. It was actually divided into five small courtyards with two entrances and exits. Li Yongxi lived in a small courtyard on the east side, and guarding the door of the small courtyard were guards from Xixia.

Seeing Song Zheng arriving, the four Xixia guards looked at him curiously. After Song Zheng smiled and nodded to them, he followed A Da into the small courtyard. There were more than ten carriages parked in the small courtyard, and more than ten Xixia guards stood there.

Here, they were gesticulating with each other but making no sound. Song Zheng knew that the marriage delegation was protected by about 200 sergeants. However, these sergeants were not allowed to enter Zhongdu and could only be arranged in the camp outside the west gate.

Only twenty personal guards were allowed to follow the mission members.

Li Yongxi lived in the backyard with two personal maids. At this time, she had already changed into women's clothing, with a high bun on her head, and two opposite purple and gold jade hairpins placed on both sides of the bun.

The tail of the hairpin is hung with white and translucent jade beads (Read the full text of Century Empire). She is dressed in light blue.

On the long dress, the two sleeves are white. The collar, sleeve edges and skirt are all embroidered with one-inch-wide gold thread. A jade belt is wrapped around the waist, highlighting her tall and straight breasts. A pair of

Although the breasts are not big, Song Zheng has personally experienced how elastic they are.

Seeing Song Zheng come in, Li Yongxi said happily, "Young Master Song, you are here. Come in quickly, I will treat you to a drink of cheese. You must have never had it before!"

Song Zheng had already received instructions from Ah Da on the way, so he cupped his hands and said, "Miss, Mr. Liang has told me that I need to change into guard clothes and stand in the yard as a guard. I am not allowed to enter the house."

Li Yongxi frowned slightly, "How can my party's sons and daughters be so coy? Isn't it okay to go into the house to talk?" She glared at A Da Dao, "If you are worried, come in too."

"I don't dare." Ada quickly bowed.

"Then stay at the door. I will only talk to Mr. Song in the hall. As for changing clothes, there is no need. If you don't go out, why change clothes!" Li Yongxi glared dissatisfied, and then said, "Song

Young Master, come in quickly. I am currently learning to write Chinese poetry, what do you think?"

Song Zheng looked at Ah Da, who nodded slightly, and Song Zheng stepped forward.

The palace maid dressed as a maid brought Song Zheng a bowl of steaming cheese. From a distance away, Song Zheng smelled a sweet yet sour smell, and couldn't help but twitch his fingers. On the table in the hall, there were

There are several pages of rice paper placed, which must be poems written by Li Yongxi.

Song Zheng took the cheese first, took a sip, and said with a smile, "It is indeed delicious, different from the flavor of my Daikin milk tea." After saying that, he picked up the paper on the table with his other hand, but the one on it was

But I don't know anyone named Song Zheng.

Li Yongxi realized that he did not understand Xixia writing, so he translated, "The leaves are falling, the grass is falling, and the yellow geese are flying south. My heart is as gray as the white horse. The cold moon shines silently with silver light. I am so melancholy that it is difficult to return to the deep palace dream."

This is a more traditional palace complaint poem. Although it cannot be said to be a masterpiece, it is just passable (The Best Farmer in Doomsday Crisis). However, the writing of this calligraphy is very ordinary. Although Song Zheng does not know Xixia script, the calligraphy of Song Zheng is not good or bad.

Zheng can still see clearly.

Song Zheng thought for a moment, then put down the bowl, picked up the pen on the table, wrote it in Chinese characters, made slight changes, and then said with a smile, "Miss Li, what do you think?"

Song Zheng's calligraphy is extremely beautiful and pleasing to the eye, and the poem has also become "The leaves have fallen and the grass has fallen, and the yellow wild geese are returning south, and the white horses are whistling and flying in the wind. The silent silver light of the autumn moon shines all over the palace and returns to the dream."

Only a few words were changed, and the artistic conception suddenly changed drastically. Li Yongxi took the newly revised poem and recited it silently several times. He said happily, "Song Gongzi, not only did your words write like flowing clouds and flowing water, but the poem was also beautifully revised."

Ah, with just a few words, the artistic conception is completely different! Much better than what I wrote!"

Li Yongxi read it twice more and couldn't put it down.

Song Zheng smiled and began to concentrate on the bowl of cheese.

Li Yongxi played with it for a while, folded up the poems written by Song Zheng, and put them in his arms, "Young Master Song is full of wonderful pens. I want to study them carefully. Please help me read another one!"

Song Zheng nodded. Li Yongxi picked up the rice paper with Western Xia poems written on it and wrote in Chinese characters on one side, "The red candle sheds tears in anticipation of the return date, the frontier fortress fights for glory and the flying dysprosium is heard, and the battlefield is drunk and lying on the Jinshan Mountain, and no beauty is seen."

A wet dream!”

Wet dream? Phew! Even though Song Zheng knew that this was not a "wet dream" in the modern sense, he still almost spit out the food in his mouth. He swallowed hard twice with a red face and coughed several times.

Voice.

"Master Song, please drink slowly, I have a lot more here." Li Yongxi looked at Song Zheng with concern on his face.

Song Zheng waved his hand, "How about I just change the two words in the last sentence, changing 'missing' to 'meeting'?" At this point, Song Zheng suddenly felt something bad. This Li Yongxi was in love with her, she imagined.

"Frontier fortress dispute

Couldn't the "heroic" general be Wanyan Yudu? This Li Yongxi was deceived by the old emperor of Xixia, and Wanyan Yudu had the halo of a famous general. It's no wonder that she fell in love with Wanyan Yudu (the most awesome consort in history txt

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No, I have to trouble him about this.

Song Zheng looked at the girl. She was rewriting the poem in poor Chinese characters with a very focused expression.

"Miss Li, have you read "War Chariots" by Du Fu, a poet from the Tang Dynasty?"

The girl shook her head. Song Zheng knew that for people in the upper class, Du Fu's poems describing the hardships of the masses were not valued. Du Fu did not gain a very high status like his later generations. It is no wonder that the girl did not read them.

Song Zheng immediately recited, "The carriages were rattling, the horses were rustling, and the pedestrians were carrying their bows and arrows. The father-in-law, mother-in-law, and wife were walking to see each other off, and the Xianyang Bridge was no longer visible in the dust. They held their clothes, stamped their feet, and blocked the road to cry, and the cries went straight up to the sky..."

After reciting a poem, Li Yongxi immediately looked solemn.

Song Zheng continued, "One general's achievements result in thousands of bones being withered. All wars are fought with human lives. Wei Taizu's words 'White bones are exposed in the wild, and there are no roosters crowing for thousands of miles' are not enough to describe the tragedy after the war."

Looking at Li Yongxi's face, Song Zheng said, "Ms. Li, let me tell you the story of 'reducing'. The so-called reduction is actually genocide. To deal with the so-called barbaric race, all adult men and women will be killed.

Children are sold as slaves to accumulate wealth. A piece of gold leaf in your hand is equivalent to 50 taels of silver. This piece of leaf can even buy 50 slaves. There is nothing more cheap than this! "

Li Yongxi was even more surprised, his eyes widened with an extremely incredible expression.

Song Zheng continued, "Dajin and even Xixia implemented this kind of reduction policy towards the Mongols. Many people became famous because they killed more and robbed more!"

The girl said "Ah" and the pen in her hand fell to the ground!