Chapter 218 Slap in the face
Nong Jingwen was so depressed that his face turned red.
He felt that in terms of his poetic attainments, he was not worthy enough to carry shoes for a monster like Shen Lin.
Too hasty today.
You shouldn't be provocative rashly.
Moreover, it was still at such a solemn funeral site.
I'm afraid that Mr. Songxi's reputation will be ruined in the future.
"you……"
"I……"
Shen Lin is very conservative on the battlefield.
For example, he chose to let Yelu Zhengwei go.
That was because he felt that there was no need to challenge Yingzhou Prince Yelu Dayue for the time being.
I am not strong enough.
He has 150,000 cavalry under his command.
Taking rash actions will only endanger Lushui Iron City.
It even brought huge disasters to the entire Anding area.
But you, a dry old man, came out of nowhere to become a "literary master".
Are you here to provoke me?
Then don't blame me for being brave enough to chase the poor bandits.
“One poem isn’t enough, right?”
"Then let's play "Lime Song" again."
"Listen well!"
"Thousands of hammers carved out the deep mountains, and the fire burned them as if it were nothing."
"Don't be afraid of being shattered into pieces, you must leave your innocence in this world!"
"Is it enough?"
"What about everyone in the literary world?"
"How about a third song?"
"Yong plum blossoms, bamboos, chrysanthemums, green pines, mountains, rivers, sea and sky, etc.!"
"You just pick?"
"Tell you!"
"Don't talk about poetry in front of me."
"Because you don't deserve it."
"Rubbish!"
Everyone was stunned.
Our General Shen is so crazy!
But they have crazy capital!
Legend has it that the ancients were astonished to the heavens when they composed a poem in seven steps.
But Shen Lin stood there without moving a step.
Domineering and heroic, these two poems will make people's blood boil.
Even common people who have never read the book think so.
General Shen's poems are several levels higher than those flashy children's poems.
Li Chengfeng ran over quickly.
Although he likes Shen Lin's famous quatrains that come out of his mouth.
But this is really not the place for a poetry contest!
Also, if you say the following, others may think you are arrogant.
You are talking nonsense.
But I believe it.
You kid has always been used to hiding your clumsiness.
If it weren't for the damn Nongsong Xikou, I would be speechless today.
I have to go up and get slapped in the face.
Would you be so angry?
So that poetry flourished?
If you really want to write eight out of ten articles, how can all the scholars in the world survive?
Moderate, young man.
"Okay, I know you're great, okay?"
Li Chengfeng advised: "You are busy with military affairs, just have us three old men here."
"Go, go!"
Shen Lin suddenly pointed behind Li Chengfeng with a strange look on his face.
"Old man!"
"He...he also vomited blood!"
Li Chengfeng looked back.
Nong Jingwen spurted out a large stream of blood from his sword, raised his head and fell down.
He was so panicked that several disciples behind him hurriedly caught him.
"This... you..."
"oops……"
Li Chengfeng didn't know what to say.
Shen Lin clasped his hands together without any sincerity.
"Amitabha!"
"My uncle vomited blood last time."
"This time it's Nong Jingwen."
"It seems that I won't be able to recite poems easily from now on!"
Li Chengfeng has black lines all over his head.
No matter how he listened, he felt that Shen Lin's words were full of gloating.
The old man quickly pushed Shen Lin and said.
"Let's go quickly!"
"Be careful of people trying to blackmail you."
This is a big problem.
Shen Lin jumped up and ran away.
He also couldn't figure out whether these old guys were stupid because of reading.
Can't your mind tolerate anything else?
If you get angry casually, you will vomit blood, have a stroke, or suffer from cerebral palsy?
Li Chengfeng was right to remind you!
You have to be more careful next time you take action.
The shooting was too harsh.
Accident prone.
It's quite troublesome to have someone blackmail you.
Back at the big warehouse camp, Shen Lin had just finished a cup of tea.
Wu Qi and Chen Wuhui barged in.
There was a little tail following behind them.
It was Li Guangli's nephew, Li Chengdong, who was also a clever little kid.
Chen Wuhui looked panicked.
She exclaimed as soon as she entered the big tent.
"Brother-in-law, brother-in-law!"
"Not good!"
"That goatee... is so pissed off!"
Shen Lin was startled and stood up quickly.
It's unbelievable.
"No way?"
"So? I can't bear the blow?"
"Absolutely... I'm sure..."
"This old man is already sick!"
Wu Qi slapped Chen Wuhui on the forehead angrily.
"Don't be blind!"
"They are living well!"
Shen Lin also glared at him.
"You damn girl, do you even make jokes like this?"
Chen Wuhui smiled so hard that he couldn't even see his eyebrows.
"Who told you to be so crazy just now?"
"Tens of thousands of people are all stunned by you, okay?"
"Brother-in-law, you are really——"
"It's amazing!"
Shen Lin scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Don't!"
"If you continue to praise me, my brother-in-law will be proud."
"no!"
"I will never compose poetry again."
"It's too risky to do this thing."
A few people were stunned. Are you sometimes afraid?
Wu Qi laughed.
"No?"
"If you start playing it, is it true?"
"You can come up with any poem just by opening your mouth?"
"God, my uncle said, you can make an elegiac couplet based on these two poems!"
"It's enough to be famous forever!"
"Those so-called great people in the literary world are like Nong Jingwen."
"Looking for chapters and excerpting sentences will be of no use in a lifetime."
"I don't even deserve to carry your shoes!"
"Hey, give me one as a gift!"
"I will be satisfied if I let Master Qi live forever."
Shen Lin looked at Wu Qi with a strange expression.
This guy can't read.
I heard from Capt. Zhou that this guy had received countless bamboo whips when he was a child.
His uncle Zhou Yuan was almost fed up with the beatings.
Wu Qicai barely reached the level of reading and literacy.
Then, there is no more.
Mud won't stick to the wall.
You like to dance with knives and guns, so be it!
"Lao Qi, you really want a poem, why go out and pretend to do it?"
Wu Qi's big head was as bright as a chicken pecking at rice.
"Yeah, I miss you so much!"
Shen Lin smacked his lips.
"We are all good brothers, I can help you with this!"
"Say it!"
"What subject matter do you want?"
Wu Qida was overjoyed and looked at the sky outside.
The sun disappeared.
Thick red clouds covered half of the sky.
The wind is blowing!
"It looks like it's going to snow in a few days!"
"or?"
"Can you give me a poem about snow?"
Shen Lin pondered for a while, there were too many poems praising snow.
Simple!
"become!"
"Listen carefully!"
"The sky and the earth are one, and there are black holes in the well. A black dog's body is white, and a white dog's body is swollen."
"Remember?"
This is the originator of doggerel.
Not only is it vivid, it’s also very easy to remember.
Quite humorous and witty!
Wu Qi recited it a few times and remembered it completely.
He planned to use this poem to pretend to be something else.
A few days later, Anding actually had a light snowfall.
It is said that Wu Qi ran to the ward excitedly.
In front of several old men, he acted arrogantly.
A bunch of old guys were shocked on the spot.
His uncle Zhou Yuan came to his senses, picked up his crutch and started chasing him around the house.
Shen Zhongxin hugged the quilt and laughed like a pig.
Mr. Songxi announced on the spot that he was cured of his illness, and Xingao Cailie went downstairs to find a drink.
Anyway.
Wu Qi was the only one who cried.
This chapter has been completed!