Three Kingdoms: I choose Xiao Qiao and Da Qiao, why are you crying, Diao Chan?

Chapter 366 Oh!
Hearing that Peng Ying was actually willing to persuade Qin Mi, Lu Bu's eyes suddenly lit up:
"If Yongnian can persuade Qin Mi to come, it will be a great achievement!"

Peng Ying bent down again, clasped his hands and said:
“I have heard that Lord Chu is not only known as the ‘Demon Lord of Martial Arts and Slaughter’, but also as the ‘Exiled Immortal of Literary Strategies’.

"Qin Zichi is quite good at writing, and he often makes friends through writing.

"If Lord Chu can write a poem or song, I will bring it to him.

"When he learned that this masterpiece was written by Lord Chu, he would understand that Lord Chu was a wise ruler a thousand times better than Liu Mao!

"Then I will be more confident in bringing him to see Lord Chu."

When Lu Bu heard this, his eyes lit up.

It is true that I haven't copied... written poetry for a long time. I'd like to take this opportunity to write a short poem to give the ancient poets a little shock.

Lu Bu agreed immediately and asked Kuai Liang to bring paper and pen.

Then he held the brush and recalled the dangerous journey he had taken on the way to Sichuan.

A long poem so impressive that it could almost be sung immediately came to mind!

After all, when he was a representative of the Chinese class in high school, he had a special liking for these beautiful ancient Chinese texts.

Especially when I later heard a niche singer named "Shao Siming" set music to this long poem.

He was so familiar with it that he would accidentally sing it when reciting it.

Lu Bu closed his eyes and savored this wonderful poem in his mind.

Then he picked up his pen and wrote a line of heart-stirring words on the paper:

"Hey! It's so dangerous!"

……

Peng Ying came to Mianzhu County of Guanghan County with excitement, holding the long poem written by Lu Bu.

His good friend Qin Mi lives in his hometown here.

Looking at the single courtyard in front of him, Peng Ying straightened his clothes and knocked on the door.

"Who's outside?" A lazy voice sounded in the room.

"Zi Chi, it's me! Peng Yongnian!" Peng Ying responded loudly.

After hearing Peng Ying's voice, the sound of gentle footsteps finally came from the room:

"You monk, are you here to beg for alms at my house?"

As they were talking, the door opened and Qin Mi's gentle face appeared in front of Peng Ying.

Listening to Qin Mi teasing him as usual, Peng Ying did not get angry. Instead, he patted the bamboo slips in his hand mysteriously:

"Why is Zi Chi hiding at home? Did he lose his temper after being beaten by Lu Bu?"

Seeing that Peng Ying was talking about something irrelevant, Qin Mi snorted coldly:

"If you mention that cruel man again, I'll kick you out!"

Peng Ying quickly apologized:

"Yes, yes, I am sorry for talking too much. Let's not talk about that guy.

"I came here today because I came across a good piece of writing and wanted to share it with you, my dear brother."

"excellent work?"

Qin Mi looked at Peng Ying suspiciously, and couldn't help but look at his shiny bald head twice more:

"Could it be that old fellow Dingzu has come up with some new poem?"

"Eh~"

Peng Ying waved his hand:

"Old man Ren An is busy teaching students, how can he have the time to write poetry?

"When you finish reading this poem, you will know that it could not have been written by an old man."

Qin Mi invited Peng Ying in with half belief and half doubt, then snatched the bamboo slips from his hand and opened it directly to read.

"Alas, how dangerous and high it is... What the hell is this?" How could a poem start with three interjections, and even the words before and after are not antithetical?
"Are you trying to tease me with some drunken scribbling?"

Peng Ying stroked his beardless chin and laughed:
"Why are you so anxious, brother? When I first saw this, I had the same idea as you.

“However, when I read the latter part, I suddenly realized that poetry can be written in this way!
"Please continue reading. If you still think it is a mess after reading it, I will buy you a drink!"

Seeing what Peng Ying said, Qin Mi, under the temptation of wine, had no choice but to patiently continue watching.

"The road to Shu is more difficult than climbing to the sky..."

After reading the second sentence, Qin Mi's lips curled up in disdain, as if he felt that this sentence was too exaggerated.

"Cancong and Yufu, how confused they were when they founded their country! For 48,000 years, there has been no communication with the Qin frontier.

"There is a bird path to the west of Taibai Mountain, which can cross the peak of Emei Mountain. The ground will collapse, the mountains will be crushed, and the warriors will die. Then the ladders and stone steps will be connected!"

After reading two sentences in a row, Qin Mi's expression gradually became solemn.

The disdain at the corner of his mouth disappeared unknowingly!
Historical allusions are used to illustrate the desolation and danger of Shu, and scenery is used to describe the difficulties faced by predecessors in establishing the country.

Wonderful, wonderful!

"…The yellow crane cannot fly over, and the monkeys are worried about climbing over…"

"…The road to Shu is harder than climbing to heaven. It makes one's face turn pale just by hearing this!"

"…Jiangge is majestic and towering. One man can hold the pass against ten thousand men."

"…avoiding fierce tigers in the morning and long snakes in the evening; grinding teeth and sucking blood, killing people like hemp…"

"The road to Shu is harder than climbing to the sky. I often sigh when I look westwards."

……

After reading the entire poem, Qin Mi's face turned pale and his hands trembled!

It’s as if I had a second perspective looking down on the dangerous roads of Sichuan and Shu from between the lines.

The majestic and magnificent feeling came from between the lines, giving Qin Mi a wonderful immersive experience!
After a long time, Qin Mi finally came to his senses and quickly grabbed Peng Ying's wrist and squeezed it tightly:
"Who wrote this poem?!"

Peng Ying looked at Qin Mi's appearance and couldn't help laughing again.

After he finished laughing, he said seriously:

"The author of this masterpiece is... Never mind. If I tell you, you will be unhappy and kick me out. That would be bad."

Qin Mi swallowed and became more anxious:
"I just asked Brother Peng to tell me the author's name. How could I kick Brother Peng out just because I heard his name..."

Before he finished speaking, Qin Mi suddenly felt that he seemed to have said something similar just now.

As a smart person, Qin Mi suddenly understood the hint given by Peng Ying. He froze his neck and asked in a hoarse voice:
"Could it be that the author of this masterpiece is... Lu Bu!?"

Peng Ying raised his hand, rubbed his bald head, and smiled without saying a word.

Seeing Peng Ying like this, Qin Mi's mood suddenly became extremely complicated!

Before he knew that the author was Lu Bu, this poem was definitely a top-notch masterpiece in his mind!
But he could never have imagined that such a rare masterpiece was written by his former enemy, Lu Bu, whom he hated!

After a long silence, Qin Mi suddenly realized the purpose of Peng Ying's visit today, and asked in a cold voice:
"You brought this poem by Lü Bu with you. Do you have any other intentions?"

Facing Qin Mi's scrutinizing gaze, Peng Ying smiled warmly and changed the subject:
"Leaving aside Lu Bu, what do you think of this poem, my dear brother?"

Qin Mi snorted coldly:
"If it wasn't written by Lu Bu, it could barely be considered a masterpiece..."

“Just barely?”

Peng Ying sighed helplessly:
“It seems that Lord Chu’s level is just like this.

"What a pity, he has also written another piece and planned to let you appreciate it when you go there.

"But since you don't think highly of his work, I can only go there alone and appreciate it with Lord Chu."

Having said that, Peng Ying bowed under Qin Mi's complicated gaze, said goodbye and left.

However, just as Peng Ying stepped out of the door, Qin Mi's voice suddenly sounded from behind him!

(End of this chapter)