Three Kingdoms: My brother is Guo Jia

According to the historical process, Kong Rong should have disagreed with Cao Cao's political views a few years ago and was clicked off.

However, under the butterfly effect, it is not surprising that Kong Rong is still alive.

"Xuan Xian, how do you speak?!"

Guo Jiaxian opened his mouth and reprimanded: "This is the founder of Xuchang Poetry Society, Kong Rong, a descendant of Kong Sheng, Mr. Kong, and was also a young master above the court. "

"Big brother, don't get me wrong. "

Guo Yun naturally understood the meaning of Guo Jia's words, this product is not an ordinary person.

The descendants of Confucius, as far as this name is concerned, in the world's family, it is a big man level.

Then there is his former official body, the young mansion of one of the Nine Qings, although he resigned his official position and retired from the dynasty, but now he can still stand in the celebration banquet, which shows his status above the court.

"Ben Wang was just surprised by Mr. Kong's age. "

Guo Yun smiled and said, "Just now, it was just a misnomer, with Mr. Kong's highly respected status, he must have studied poetry and song!"

"It's just that King Ben is very curious, which verse of King Ben is included by Mr. Kong?!"

"Naturally, it is a poem on the expedition to Goguryeo!"

Kong Rong's cultivation was quite sufficient, and he was not angry, but his proud face was written all over his old face, and his eyes stared towards Guo Yun: "As for Zhenbei King's previous statement that he wrote three hundred poems, perhaps the level is not enough to include them, so the poetry society has no other verses." "

"This is not the reason why General Xu arbitrarily and unreasonably smashed my poetry society!"

When Kong Rong learned the news, he almost didn't die of anger on the spot.

As a descendant of Confucius, he cherishes fame the most.

The capital of the Great Han Dynasty, Xuchang, he spent a lot of money on the land of Xuchang to build a poetry society where literati and ink travelers, in order to raise the world's fame.

In fact, it was also successful.

All parties have left a lot of poems and words, and over time, they will be able to live for centuries.

But I didn't expect that Xu Chu's iron was smashed, calligraphy, painting, poetry and collection, all shattered, and there was no fire.

How can he not be angry?!

"Coincidentally, that poem was also written before by King Ben, and it happened that when he went on a campaign, the people sent each other, and Fang had a feeling for a while and modified it slightly, and the original verse was like this. "

Guo Yun shook his head slightly and read casually:

"Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city looking at Yanmen Pass. "

"Yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and if it is not broken, the Xiongnu will not be returned in the end!"

After Guo Yun finished speaking, he let out a long sigh:

"The origin of this poem, Huchuquan went south, outside the Yanmen Gate, corpses were everywhere!"

"At that time, this king had a passion for blood, but he could not hold the halberd, so he made a grand wish and made a clear ambition with poetry!"

Rumble!

After the poem was recited and it was already shocking on the spot.

Coupled with Guo Yun's state of mind when narrating and writing, the artistic conception of this poem has climbed several layers!

This gesture of hand-to-hand is categorically impossible to improvise indefinitely.

The martial general's emotion is not so strong, but he can also understand the reason why Guo Yun said!

The battle between Yanmen Pass and the Xiongnu, many military generals have personally experienced, although the Han won the victory, but nearly 30,000 children lost their lives in Yanmen!

How tragic is blood stained with yellow sand?!

If that battle is led by the King of Zhenbei, will there be a different ending?!

Many martial generals thought so!

"Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city looking at Yanmen Pass. "

Many Wen Chen muttered these first two sentences.

Then his expression changed, and finally he was shocked.

In just two sentences, how three-dimensional is it to write about a bloody battle that is about to break out?!

Qinghai Lake is covered with dark clouds and snow-capped mountains are bleak.

Isn't this a reflection of the imminent arrival of a foreign race, the haze shrouded in the frontier, and the hearts of the common people and soldiers are full of sorrow?!

Biansai ancient city, Yanmen Xiongguan, thousands of miles away, looking at each other from afar.

Yuyanmen Pass is indeed an independent border plug of the ancient city.

The two words 'looking away' alone can also express Guo Yun's petition that he was thousands of miles away at that time and wanted to go alone.

After that, 'Yellow Sand Hundred Battles Wearing Gold Armor' was misunderstood by many literati in Xu Chang.

"It turns out that the gold armor here is actually the meaning of the armor of the Zhenbei King depicting the guards after a hundred battles, grinding and grinding, the so-called golden armor, I am afraid that it is the place of fragmentation, embedded in the yellow sand of Yanmen!"

Kong Rong understood and bowed deeply to Guo Yun:

"The talent of the Zhenbei King is high, and Wen Ju admires it!"

Kong Rong, who was originally going to criticize Guo Yunkou, suddenly gave birth to a feeling of admiration.

Many soldiers who had participated in the Battle of Yanmen Pass had ripples under their eyes, and their hearts were full of emotion.

King Zhenbei understands us!

Where is this gold-piercing armor a metaphor for the supreme commander of the three armies?!

It was simply a hymn written for these warriors who guarded the frontier!

Only when a hundred soldiers break their armor can they embed yellow sand, this yellow sand into the armor, what is it not gold armor?!

In an instant, they all gave birth to a surging feeling that they wanted to conquer the Xiongnu again and not break the Xiongnu in the end.

"Good poetry!"

Cao Cao got up suddenly, he walked to Guo Yun's side, nodded heavily towards Guo Yun, and said, "Xuan Immortal's grand wish, today I will make an oath in front of the Manchu Dynasty..."

"After the triumph of the Northern Expedition!"

"Raise the soldiers of the world, and go west to Yanmen!"

"If you don't break it, the Huns won't be returned!"

Cao Cao threw a loud voice, and immediately received a continuous echo from the whole court, and a stream of praise flowed endlessly.

"Kong Wenju, this poem of the King of Zhenbei is worthy of being included in your poetry society?!"

After praise, Cao Cao raised his hand, his gaze fixed on Kong Rong and Chen Lin and asked: "Lord Chen, can this sentence of the King of Zhenbei be worthy of being handed down to the world?!"

Kong Rong and Chen Lin took three steps back in succession, took a deep breath and said:

"Deserve it. "

"Your Majesty is over-honored. "

Guo Yun looked back and saluted: "This poem may not have come out of Yingchuan, it is also related to the turmoil in the society at that time, just because His Majesty assassinated Dong alone, the minister also felt His Majesty's generosity and righteousness, and he also wrote a poem for His Majesty!"

"It's a pity that it's still not favored by the family, maybe the literati Moke has always been not respected for assassination!"

"And this?"

Cao Cao's eyes lit up, revealing a look of surprise: "Why, Xu has never heard of it?!"

Kong Rong: "(Д≡Д)"

Chen Lin: "Σ(△|||) ︴"

Hiss?!

The words come out.

Kong Rong and Chen Lin took three more steps back.

Nima, is this a rhythm that is going to kill us?!

Assassination of Dong Zhuo.

Take Cao Cao back then, there is nothing wrong with citing a momentary name.

The assassination is indeed not on the table.

But today's Cao Cao is the honor of the Ninth Five.

If this thing comes out again, it should be a great achievement.

If it weren't for Cao Cao's assassination of Dong Zhuo and the righteousness of the whole world to destroy Dong, where would there be today's peaceful and prosperous world?!

If such a poem praising Cao Cao is disdained to record, then don't say whether the Xuchang Poetry Society should be smashed, and whether he Kong Wenju's head should be kept is a question.

"Your Majesty, this poem of the King of Zhenbei seems to be of a low level, so it is not favored by the family. "

At this time, Xun Yu slowly added: "It just so happens that Mr. Kong is also present, and Lord Chen Bo is also one of the seven sons, it is better to say it again by the King of Zhenbei, so that Mr. Kong can taste it, it is worth recommending!"