Xiang Qian couldn't contact Bian Yu-er for the time being, so he thought that Bian Yu-er had already gone to bed.
After Cai Wenji and Ma Yunlu finished roasting, they prepared to leave the bonfire and return to the tent.
Due to the small number of tents, Cai Wenji and Ma Yunlu could only live in the same tent no matter how much they disliked each other.
Cai Wenji suddenly remembered that Xiang Qian had previously told her that he wanted to write a few poems for her to appraise.
This talented woman was very curious. A fierce general like Xiang Qian was supposed to be rude and uncultured. What kind of poem could he write?
Cai Wenji walked up to Xiang Wan and asked curiously.
"General Xiang, didn't you want to write a poem?”
Xiang Qianxian stared at Cai Wenji's beautiful face and asked,""Wenji, how do you feel coming from Hedong County to Chenliu County?”
Cai Wenji's beautiful face revealed a sad expression.""Chaotic times have come, and human lives are like grass!”
Xiang Qian sighed deeply and said,"I have the same feeling as Miss Wenji, so I wrote a poem, hoping that Miss Wenji can help me spread it among the scholars!
This poem was called 'Chen Liuxing!'
"There are righteous men in the east of the country who have sent troops to attack the group of evil.
At the beginning of the alliance, the heart is in Xianyang.
The army was not united, so they hesitated and ran like geese.
Lice grew on the armor, and all the people died.
The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no cock crowing for thousands of miles.
One out of a hundred people is missing, and it is heartbreaking to think of it.”
Xiang Qian had made some changes to Cao Cao's "Journey to Wormwood" and changed it to "snobbery makes people fight, heirs also kill themselves." The title of Huainan brother, engraved in the north, was deleted.
Because the meaning of these two lines was," The word 'snobbish' caused the various armies to fight over each other, and then the various armies began to kill each other. Yuan Shao's cousin, Yuan Shu, proclaimed himself emperor in Huainan. Yuan Shao plotted to set up a puppet emperor and carved the emperor's seal in the north.”In the year 189, this had not happened yet.
The other things described were all things that had already happened.
From the Yellow Turban Uprising in 184 until now, in the past five years, natural and man-made disasters had caused the people to live in poverty. Everything was as described in Xiang Yu's poem!
Cai Wenji was extremely shocked!
She had never thought that such a peerless and brave general like Xiang Qian would have such literary talent and such a heart that worried about the country and the people!
No wonder he proposed to build a harmonious society!
"The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for a thousand miles. One out of a hundred people is missing, and it is heartbreaking to think of it.”
Cai Wenji chanted as her eyes turned red and tears rolled down her cheeks.
This kind-hearted woman truly pitied the people of the Great Han Dynasty!
At the same time, he was deeply impressed by Xiang Qian's literary talent!
……
At this moment, in Chen Liu City, in Cao Cao's rear residence.
The snow-white hot mom, Yin Xue 'er, carried the swaddled He Yan, the future number one handsome man of Cao Wei, and left Bian Yu-er's courtyard.
However, Yin Xue 'er had instructed her trusted servant girl to keep a close eye on Bian Yuer's whereabouts and to tell her everything about her whereabouts!
Yin Xue 'er's strong female intuition told her that something good was about to happen to Bian Yuer. She had to get a share of it no matter what!
Bian Yuer was upset because Yin Xue 'er had disturbed her.
However, Bian Yuer thought about it carefully. Yin Xue 'er was in the same situation as her. She had been bullied by Cao Cao's wife, Madam Ding. She must have the same request as her. They both wanted a son who looked like Cao Cao's son. Only by having a son could a mother gain a foothold in the Cao family's backyard!
Therefore, Bian Yuer felt that Yin Xue 'er would not betray her!
Bian Yuer heaved a sigh of relief.
Bian Yuer thought that Xiang Qian had cut off contact with her, but when she looked up, she realized that she could still see Xiang Qian's video.
Of course, Bian Yu-er did not know that this was a video.
However, when he realized that only he could see Xiang Qian and no one else could, he felt that he and Xiang Qian should be a match made in heaven!
Everything that happened between him and Cao Cao was a mistake. Fortunately, Cao Pi, the crystallization of that mistake, was dead!
Bian Yuer's loyalty to Cao Cao might have been 100, but now, her loyalty to Cao Cao was gradually decreasing. It was not even 50!
Bian Yu-er was originally more grateful to Xiang Qian, but now that she knew more about Xiang Qian, she admired him more and admired him more.
Hearing Xiang Qian's poem, Bian Yu-er suddenly felt that Xiang Qian not only had peerless bravery, but also had the literary talent of her husband Cao Cao!
She was much braver than her husband Cao Cao, and her overall appearance and temperament were even more radiant!
Such a person who was skilled in both martial arts and martial arts was really rare in the world. No wonder he was tempted!
Bian Yu-er looked at Xiang Qian in a new light and admired his heart of worrying about the country and the people even more!
……
Ma Yunlu didn't quite understand, but she could feel the depth of the poem.
They had traveled from Liangzhou to Bingzhou, Youzhou, and Jizhou to the various feudal vassals of the Wild Jujube Meeting. Along the way, they had indeed seen the saying," White bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for a thousand miles!"
The people of Great Han were really miserable. Their lives were in dire straits!
Ma Yunlu looked at the front of her neck and cast a sharp gaze!
He really didn't expect that this guy not only had unparalleled courage, but also could write a good poem. Even the famous talented woman Cai Wenji admired him. It was too unbelievable!
Cai Wenji looked at Xiang Qian with anticipation."General Xiang, this poem of yours will definitely be famous for thousands of years. I will definitely spread this poem throughout the entire world and let my father, my senior brothers, and everyone else I know that this poem was written by you!
General Xiang, I look forward to your second poem!”
The flowers are growing too slowly.）
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