Gou is a soldier on the border

Chapter 24

"Dark clouds overwhelm the city and destroy it,"

"The light of the armor opens to the golden scales of the sun."

"The sound of trumpets fills the sky in the autumn scenery,"

"Stuffed with swallow fat and condensed night purple."

"The half-rolled red flag is facing Yishui,"

"The frost is heavy, the drums are cold, and the cold can't be heard."

"Report to the king on the gold platform,"

"Promote Yulong to die for the king!"

Wang Tieshan drank eight glasses of wine in a row after a ghostly masterpiece was sacrificed.

"What a poem! What a reward to the emperor on the golden stage, and to lead the Jade Dragon to die for the emperor! As a general, we should fight bloody battles on the battlefield, shrouded in horse leather! Xiao Wang Luo, is there any more! Your song is not enough for wine!"

Already drunk, Wang Tieshan applauded loudly, while the students in the capital looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Such a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, this unremarkable kid actually wrote two songs at once. We are in the capital, and we are so proud of our own level. We really underestimated the heroes of the world." Zhang Ji's mood is extremely complicated now, and he has long been afraid of Wang Luo Xiaoshi even has a tendency to become a fan of Wang Luo, but he thought about how arrogant he was when he first arrived in Beihuang. . .

"Hey, I really want to go back to the time when I first arrived in Beihuang."

Wang Luo watched Li Heda's masterpiece being passed around and was very satisfied. Hearing Wang Tieshan's question, he immediately replied boldly: "I'm afraid uncle will be drunk today."

Wang Tieshan laughed out loud.

"Just write! With such a good work to accompany the wine, you won't get drunk no matter how much you drink!"

Wang Luo also picked up a bowl of wine, drank it all in one gulp, and then took advantage of the strength of the wine to come to the table again.

The students in the capital had already surrounded the table, staring intently at Wang Luo's next poem.

"The north wind blows the ground and the white grass folds, and Hu Tian flies snow in August.

Suddenly, like a night of spring breeze, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed.

Spread into the bead curtain and wet the curtain, the fox fur is not warm and the brocade is thin.

The generals couldn't control their horns and bows.

The vast sea ran out of ice, and the sad clouds were bleak.

The Chinese army bought wine and drinks for the guests, Huqin, Pipa and Qiangdi.

Mu Xue went down to the gate one after another, and the red flag remained frozen in the wind.

The east gate of Luntai sent you to go to Tianshan Road with snow.

You can't see you when you turn the mountain loop, and you stay where you are in the skies over the snow. "

That day, Wang Tieshan got drunk.

And Wang Luo's three masterpieces spread all over Liang Kingdom at an extremely fast speed. In Daliang Kingdom, where the level of poetry is still relatively low, although these three poems are not considered the masterpieces of poetry in another world, But it can already be regarded as a dimensionality reduction blow.

There were even traces of these three poems on the table in front of Lie Yi in the tent of the National Teacher in Lie Kingdom.

"I heard that this poem was written by a young boy from the Northern Wilderness Wang family?" He looked at his son Lie Guda who was sitting on the sidelines, squinting his eyes and asked.

"That's right, the spies said that these few poems were written overnight at the poetry meeting held by scholars from Liang Guo's capital after they entered the Northern Wilderness."

Lie Yi twitched his eyes.

"There are so many talents in Liang Guo, and they are much better than Da Lie's Da Khan and Shan Yu who only know how to drink and play with women. By the way, who is the mysterious general who killed Wan Yanxu?"

Reguda's face became serious.

"I have no idea. After killing Yan Xu that day, the white horse knight seemed to have disappeared, and the Wang family has no news of such a fierce general."

Lie Yi nodded.

"But it's also thanks to him, otherwise our family wouldn't have taken over the tribe and troops left by Wanyan Xu so easily."

"How is the compilation of Xihan Court?"

"Probably took over half of it, and the rest was left by Wan Yanxu's wife and his son. But it can be regarded as a good harvest." Speaking of this, Lieguda sighed regretfully.

"Hey, it's a pity that you can't have both. If it wasn't for the rush to take over the cavalry of Xihanting that day, that old man Wang Tieshan would have left his life at the foot of Qilian Mountain."

"Hmph!" Lie Yi's eyes flashed brightly, "There are plenty of opportunities, but strengthening one's strength comes first, that idiot Lie Zhen, sooner or later..."

The father and son looked at each other with a cruel smile.

However, what happened around him has nothing to do with Wang Luo. He is currently training with the Tieweiying, along with the scholars from the capital and Wang Xiao.

Although literati like them will not be allowed to go to the battlefield, they still need basic self-protection ability. On the battlefield where their lives may be in danger at any time, a strong body and skilled equestrian skills are essential.

For Wang Luo, this was a real torment.

In order to maintain his image, he had to work hard to slow down his speed. Every time he practiced, he deliberately dragged behind Wang Xiao, and even pretended to be exhausted at any time.

His gesture aroused great affection from Wang Wei who personally trained them.

Wang Wei's favorability is max. . . .

"Look at Wang Luo, who is so weak and can still go through the training, isn't it only fifty miles away? With only fifty pounds of weight on your body, you have practiced martial arts for so many years that you have been in the stomach of a dog?" Wang Wei took a sip of wine , looking at the third younger brother in front of him with a posture of hating iron but not steel.

On one side, Wang Luo endured the pain in his stomach with a smile, but he had to make an expression of being embarrassed to be praised.

Wang Xiao curled his lips in disdain, and secretly reached out to the wine jar in front of Wang Wei.

"Crack!" His outstretched hand was directly knocked off by Wang Wei.

"You still want to drink? Wang Xiao, if you come last in the training next time, let me tell you, not only will there be no wine, I won't even let you eat!"

After speaking, Wang Wei changed his face instantly, poured a bowl of wine and brought it in front of Wang Luo.

"Come on, Brother Luo, you performed well today, only half an incense stick behind Wang Xiao, and I reward you with a glass of wine."

Wang Luo knew that Wang Wei considered the greatest reward to be a reward. . . .drink wine.

Reluctantly, he took the wine glass, touched Wang Wei, closed his eyes, and drank down the incomparably pungent Spicy Whistle.

The wine he drank was like a knife, making Wang Luo cough repeatedly.

It stands to reason that Wang Luo, who has broken through the fourth level of Jiang Chen's mind, should be much stronger physically than Wang Wei. Why is Wang Wei so comfortable drinking spicy whistle, and he feels like being tortured?

Wang Luo, who drank very uncomfortable, took the wine jar in front of him very honestly, and poured himself another glass.

"You should drink less, and you may get used to it if you drink more."

Wang Wei narrowed his eyes as he watched Wang Luo consciously pour himself on him.

"Come on, good brother, the last poetry meeting really gave us Wang's parents a lot of face, let's have another drink."

Wang Luo secretly rolled his eyes.

If I hadn't brought out Lu You, Li He, and Cen Shen to give your Wang family face, you would only be able to make the level of the quatrains, your Wang family. . .

Ha ha.

Seeing Wang Wei and Wang Luo pushing and changing cups here, Wang Xiao on the side was about to cry.

I don’t know why the Wang family is like the reincarnation of a drunkard. Not only Wang Wei, Wang Tieshan, but even Wang Yu and Wang Xiao are masters who have no wine and no joy. Nothing was wrong with drinking.

The three brothers had a small casserole in front of them, and drank it happily. Tomorrow is Xiumu, that is, the weekend, so there is nothing to do tomorrow.

Wang Wei picked up a piece of tofu from the casserole and stuffed it directly into his mouth. While grinning his teeth were burning hot, he said to Wang Luo vaguely: "Tomorrow is fine, shall we go hunting?"

Wang Xiao on the side heard it, his eyes lit up,

"Hunting? I'm going!"

Holding a glass of wine, Wang Wei stuffed it directly into Wang Xiao's hand, staring straight at Wang Luo.

"You're just a head licker. What's the matter with you? Do you want to go? Wang Luo, Chinese New Year is coming soon. My brother will take you to buy some New Year's goods."

Wang Luo, who also found the daily mechanical training quite boring, thought about it for a while, then nodded and agreed to Wang Wei's proposal.

Wang Xiao cheered.

"I'll go talk to Zhang Ji."

I forgot to mention, since Zhang Ji refuted Wang Xiao's face, and he was crushed in the dust by Wang Luo, the three of them have become friends who talk about everything in the training camp. Specifically, It's just that Wang Luo has two more followers who are inseparable.

Maybe this is the legendary Stockholm Syndrome?

After the arrangements were made, the three of them went to sleep without talking for a night.

　Some people may feel that copying without changing a word is not in harmony with the background of the book, such as names of people and places, but for these famous works that have been passed down through the ages, I dare not change a single word, so as not to make people laugh. Think about it when you can watch it.And because there are two poems, this chapter has more words.Don't tell me I can't count
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