I am an anchor in the Three Kingdoms

Thinking of this, Cao Cao shook his head. Rather than expecting him to win four cities in a row, it would be easier to expect Cao Zhi or Cao Chong to win three cities in a row.

It was Cai Wenji's turn to pose a question.

Cai Wenji unfolded the rice paper, and there were two characters written on it.

--sad--

The meaning is to recite a song with sorrow as the theme, not limited to the form of poems and songs!

sad?

Cao Xiong hurriedly opened the live broadcast room.

Cao Xiong: "Yang Guang, aren't you the king of subjugation?"It's not difficult to write a sad poem, is it? 』

Li Shimin: "Quick, quick, express your feelings about being subjugated by me!" 』

Yang Guang: "The dog thief Li Shimin.I will not write this poem of subjugation even if I die, see if I will kill you! 』

Cao Xiong regained his thoughts, it seemed that Yang Guang was hopeless!

sad?

The sorrow of spring flowers and autumn moon?

Which subjugated king in history is more sad?

Suddenly!

The name of a monarch comes to mind.

——Li Yu, Empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty——

Of sorrow!Who can match him?

Cao Xiong, who was a college student of history before time-traveling, is still familiar with these poems!

It's just that the topic has just been written, and you scholars are still thinking hard.

Cao Xiong's poems have already blurted out!

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past? The small building was windy last night, and the homeland can't bear to look back on the moonlight!

The carved railings and jade masonry should still be there, but Zhu Yan has changed.How much can I ask you to worry?Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward! "

As soon as this poem comes out!

One by one, the soldiers quickly and repeatedly spread the word out.

When all the scholars heard this, they were all in an uproar!

Cao Xiong grew up under Cao Sikong's knees, how could he feel the pain of subjugation?

Thinking of myself, I couldn't help feeling sad secretly.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the warlords fought in a melee!

In the dream, there are faint tears of a loving mother, and the king's banner changes on the top of the city.

How many times, when these scholars woke up, their families were destroyed, and the princes who ruled them perished!A country is not a country, and a home is not a home!

Which sentence can be compared to the sentence "The small building was blown by east wind last night, and the homeland is unbearable to look back at the moonlight", which can express their emotions.

The next sentence "The carved railings and jade brickwork should still be there, but the red face has changed"

It is more like a true portrayal of the mutual annexation between warlord forces.

The most classic is undoubtedly the last line, "How much sorrow can I ask you? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward!"

worry!

The emperor is worried?

The princes worry!

The people are worried!

Worry is really like a river of spring water flowing eastward!

Wu Gongzi's poem really fits the title of "sorrow" closely!

a time.

You scholars feel the same way, I don't know who shouted: "Fifth Young Master, Fifth Young Master!"

Then, tens of thousands of scholars shouted "Five sons, five sons!"

……

This is the charm of words!

Tightly grabbed the emotional resonance in the hearts of the scholars!

Chapter 162 Fighting Wen Conference ([-])

After Cao Cao heard it, he was also surprised?

The five sons have never experienced the baptism of the battlefield, the transformation of the city?

Why can such a sad poem about subjugation be made!

From the speed point of view, it is not made immediately.I'm afraid I'm already familiar with it!

This Cao Xiong is not only smart, but also has real talent and learning.

Now nodded!

Xun Yu and Cai Wenji beside them also nodded.

This poem is close to the title, with exquisite sentences and profound artistic conception!It even resonated with many scholars!

Winning this flag is well deserved!

A soldier quickly picked up the flag and planted it behind Fifth Young Master Cao Xiong.

Cao Zhi was a little unbelievable!

How could these five younger brothers write such poems?

With him Cao Zhi?I'm afraid I really can't make such an artistic conception!

So fast again!

She already paid enough attention to him, but even so, she still underestimated this fifth younger brother!

Cao Chong was overjoyed, and whispered to Fifth Brother.

"Brother Wu is here, Chong'er's pressure will be much less!"

Cao Chong was still young after all, and it was not easy to win a banner under such great pressure.

Cao Xiong smiled slightly, patted his chest, "Brother Chong, I'm here, don't be afraid!"

Soochow talented Zhang Jing also glanced at Cao Xiong.

He secretly said in his heart: "Here comes a powerful character!"

……

There are three questions left!

In addition to Zhang Jing's three flags, Cao Zhi, Cao Chong, Cao Xiong, and Sima Yi each had one flag.

This question is very important!

Anyone with a discerning eye can see the current situation.

Anyone can win the championship, but Zhang Jing, a genius from the Eastern Wu Dynasty, cannot win the championship!

This bibliography conference is now a contest between northern talents and southern talents!

But there were only three questions left, even if Zhang Jing answered one, he would win without losing!

Think here.

Cao Chong tugged at the corner of Cao Xiong's clothes.

"Fifth brother let go of his hands and feet to answer, I will not compete with you."

At the same time, Sima Yi and Cao Pi also walked quickly to his side and said the same words.

Seeing this scene, Cao Cao secretly praised Cao Pi, Cao Chong and Sima Yi for their ability to sacrifice their ego in the face of the overall situation.

There are only three flags left, and the northern scholars must obtain them more intensively, so that it is possible to turn defeat into victory.

Cao Zhi glared at Cao Xiong.

"Hum" sound.

He will never give up the chance to win the competition!

This is his only chance to rise!

"It's also a banner, fifth brother, I won't lose to you!"

……

This time it was Cao Cao's turn to ask questions.

Cao Cao did not write, but shouted four words: "Majestic!"

This is Cao Cao's favorite style of writing.

It is very appropriate to bring it up in this fighting essay conference.

Let's see if anyone's poems and songs are more powerful than my Cao Cao's!

Majestic!

As soon as this topic came up, Zhang Jing felt confident!

From childhood to adulthood, he has composed more than a thousand poems of great momentum.

When this is the right time, just modify it a little bit to suit the occasion!

I am afraid that poetry can be formed without the effort of half a cup of tea!

Thinking of this, Zhang Jing smiled slightly, as if he had a plan in mind.

But when he was smiling.

A childish voice suddenly came out.

"Don't you see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

See you, Gaotangmingjing has white hair in sorrow, and the morning is like blue silk and snow in the evening.

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

I was born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone. "

Four sentences come out!

Everyone is silent!

Because the person answering this question is the Fifth Young Master Cao Xiong again!

He picked up the wine bottle in front of Cao Cao and Xun Yu's table and handed it over.

"It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter oxen, and one must drink three hundred cups.

Master Xun, Cao Sikong, will drink, don't stop drinking. "

heard here.

Cao Cao slapped the table and shouted "Okay!"

Pick up the wine bottle handed over and drink it up in one gulp!

Xun Yu looked at Cao Xiong in shock!

Majestic atmosphere!