At this time, Pei You ran over excitedly and snatched the pen from Gao Ying's hand: "I will write it this time."

He had just missed the opportunity to leave his name in history, and he couldn't miss it again this time. Obviously, he and Gao Ying had the most confidence in Zu An. Seeing that he had the confidence to say this, it was obvious that he would be able to write a masterpiece again.

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Gao Ying hurriedly put away his pen with a vigilant look on his face: "Your handwriting is mediocre, so it's better for me to do it, so as not to ruin my brother's unique poem."

"I..." Pei You blushed and wanted to refute, but he didn't know where to start, so he was left with incompetent rage.

Suddenly an idea came to him and he grabbed the inkstone beside him: "Then let me grind it."

Gao Ying: "..."

What a talent!

Can you think of all this?

The other people were even more stunned. These two people were really a disgrace to the nobility. They actually licked a man so hard.

However, they also knew that if they were in that position, they would probably compete for the opportunity to leave their mark in history. Unfortunately, they are not familiar with Zu An, so they couldn't do it even if they wanted to.

The mysterious woman upstairs frowned, and the two of them were wandering around Zu An, blocking her attack route. There were many masters in the field. If one hit missed, it would be difficult to get a second chance.

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She hesitated for a moment, but gave up her plan to take action immediately. She finally gained a foothold in the capital. If she could get rid of a serious problem for her clan members, it would be fine, but if she was afraid that the person would not get rid of it and she would be exposed, it would be more of a loss than the gain.

If it doesn't work, leave it to Nan Xun later.

At this time, Zu An’s clear voice rang out:

"Swear to slay demons without caring about yourself,

Five thousand mink brocades mourned Hu Chen.

Poor bones by the riverside,

It’s like someone from a spring boudoir dream!”

Naturally, the Xiongnu in the original work can no longer be used, and he was changed to a monster.

As for the Wuding River, coincidentally, there happened to be a river with the same name near the border between the northern border of this world and the Monster Clan, so we continued to use it.

"Poor bones by the Wuding River, just like those in a spring boudoir dream..." The mysterious woman upstairs muttered these two lines of poetry, slowly lowered her hands, and the murderous look in her eyes gradually dissipated.

The maid on the side saw this and asked curiously: "Why, aren't you going to kill him?"

"I won't kill him. He is different from ordinary humans." The mysterious woman said slowly, looking at Zu An with a strange look in her eyes.

There was also silence in the venue below. Everyone was recalling the poem they just heard. A generous and tragic fierce battle scene seemed to appear in their minds. The soldiers of the imperial court swore to kill the enemy and sacrificed their lives. Many people died.

It was cold in northern Xinjiang, and most of the troops sent by the imperial court were only wearing cotton-padded clothes. Only the most elite troops were wearing brocade clothes and mink fur coats. Even among them, five thousand people died in the battle, which shows the fierceness of the battle and the heavy casualties.

What shocked them the most was the last two sentences. The contrast between the white bones by the river and the people in the spring boudoir dream was too strong.

They used to think that the most tragic thing in life was to learn about the death of a loved one, but now it seems that although learning about the death of a loved one is sad, at least they can still pay tribute. In the scene described by Zu An, there has been no news for many years, and his wife is still there.

In the dream, I look forward to my husband's early return every day, but little does he know that he has already turned into a withered skeleton by the Wuding River. The fierce collision of hope and despair is the real tragedy.

Many people in the venue were blocked in their hearts. They wanted to say something, but found that all their words were pale.

Miss Nan Xun's eyes were even redder, and she looked at Zu An with tears in her eyes: "Master, you are so cruel."

Seeing the lover of his dreams looking at other men with such affectionate eyes, Pei You would have been jealous before, but now he is convinced.

Brother Zu is indeed awesome!

But he was more concerned about another thing. He hurriedly came to Gao Ying's side and saw that he had indeed added his name again. His delicate eyes suddenly widened: "Where's mine?"

Gao Ying also felt a little guilty. Finally, he changed his pen and filled in a few words at the end: "Friends and Pei You grind".

Pei You then turned from anger to joy, and the boat of friendship was finally saved.

Upstairs, Bi Ziang's expression changed several times, thinking that this boy is so terrifying!

Fortunately, it's just about literary talent, I should be able to suppress him...

Now he no longer has the confidence he usually had.

On the other side, Yu Nan's face was pale, and his whole body was trembling uncontrollably. He never expected that this street gangster in his eyes would actually have real talents in the world. Not to mention him, even all the literati in the past dynasties combined could not compare to him.

ah.

Thinking about what he did today, it seemed that it was just to show off to the other party, and eventually became a stepping stone to his fame.

He closed his eyes in pain. It is conceivable that after tonight, he will probably become a laughing stock among the people in the capital, and even a bad person will go down in history - but he will exist with a bad image.

What kind of luck is this, to meet such a once-in-a-thousand-year monster!

He was agitated in his heart. He always paid attention to self-cultivation on weekdays, but he couldn't help but curse in secret.

At this time, the voice of Yi Zhibing on the side rang out: "How brave! The imperial army has just set out for the battle, and it actually curses the heavy losses. It's so cruel!"

Yu Nan glanced at him blankly. Although she knew that he was messing around, she felt like a drowning person and was unwilling to give up even if she grabbed a straw.

After hearing what he said, many people in the audience who were close to him on weekdays agreed, and others also felt that this poem was a bit unlucky.

At this time, Qin Guangyuan snorted heavily: "What do you know! What Azu should be describing is the battle thirty years ago. Due to various reasons, the imperial army suffered heavy losses. There were corpses everywhere by the Wuding River. Azu's matter

It is intended to warn us to avoid making the same mistakes again, and it is really well-intentioned.”

Zu An was a little surprised. He didn't expect it to coincide with history. It seemed that he was lucky.

In fact, he wrote this poem to express his anti-war message. After all, as an ordinary person, he could empathize more with those ordinary soldiers.

At this moment, Miss Nan Xun's lips parted slightly: "I understand a little bit, but I don't know whether to talk about it or not." Others were shocked: "Miss Nan Xun, it's okay to say it."

Haha, a bunch of licking dogs!

Nan Xun glanced at Zu An and said slowly: "You are all high-ranking big shots, but I do come from a humble background and can better understand the pain of ordinary people. In a war, no matter who wins or loses, many soldiers and civilians will die. They

There are also family members and loved ones. No one has been able to tell their pain. However, Master Zu’s poem tells the story of their sad life. Personally, I think Mr. Zu must be a kind-hearted and soft person. In addition to the warning and advice given by Mr. Qin, this poem

Unexpectedly, it should also express an anti-war and peace-loving mentality."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Zu An expectantly.

Zu An was a little surprised. There was something about this courtesan. He nodded and said, "Yes, I do have this intention."

Being born in a peaceful era, he really has no interest in war. The kind of blood and blood is everywhere, countless people are displaced, and in the end, it only fulfills the reputation of a few people. What's the point?

The mysterious woman upstairs raised her lips slightly: "Sure enough!"

This man is quite interesting.

However, other people in the audience didn’t think so, and they all laughed:

"It is indeed a scholar's opinion."

"Miss Nanxun is too kind. The monsters are extremely cruel. If you don't kill them, they will kill more of our compatriots."

"Yes, this war is also because the demon clan slaughtered one of our cities. It is really pedantic to talk to them about peace."

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Everyone in the field basically had a similar view. You must know that the Great Zhou Dynasty established the country with force, fought everywhere, and defeated all kinds of enemies in all directions.

These people come from well-known families, and everyone aims to achieve success. Naturally, it is difficult for them to empathize with ordinary people.

The mysterious woman upstairs snorted: "These people are really hateful!"

The maid on the side also said angrily: "That's it, why don't we kill them all!"

The mysterious woman gave her a sideways glance: "Here, I'll give you the knife. Are you going to kill me?"

The maid pursed her lips and said, "How can I not do that?"

The mysterious woman chuckled: "You know it too, so don't say such unrealistic nonsense."

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In the audience below, although everyone felt that Zu An was a bit of a woman, they all acknowledged that this was a rare and good poem.

I thought to myself that this guy was not bragging when he said that there were only eight talented people in the world. Not to mention that in the whole world, even in all dynasties, there was no one with a similar level of poetry and writing.

With the Qin brothers on their platform and Miss Nan Xun's praise, Yi Zhibing wanted to say something more, but Yu Nan stopped him. The matter was already at this point. No matter how much he said, it would be useless. On the contrary, it would only ruin his image even more.

Miss Nanxun's ears moved slightly, as if she heard something, and she was a little surprised, but she didn't show it.

Instead, he looked at Zu An with a pair of wonderful eyes, and there was a hint of inexplicable meaning in his usually cold eyes: "Master Zu, I like this poem very much, can you give it to me?"

Zu An smiled: "What can the girl give me?"

When a woman makes a request and immediately agrees to it, this is not the quality that a qualified Neptune should have.

Others in the field shouted and cursed after hearing this, thinking that Zu An was too shameless.

Although everyone appreciates his literary talents, no one will be polite when it comes to robbing women.

Nan Xun's face turned slightly red: "I wonder what the young master wants?"

Being in a brothel, she is also a person who is good at singing and dancing, so she answers very cleverly, as if she agreed but actually did not agree to anything. She can advance, attack, retreat or defend.

Zu An looked straight at her, with a teasing smile on his lips: "I want you..."
To be continued...