Three Kingdoms, I'm really not a general!

Chapter 273: The Great Talent
Xing Daorong was naturally surprised that Xiao Qiao could see through the fight between him and Ling Tong, and couldn't help asking, "How did you see that?"

Xiao Qiao said, "Although you and Ling Tong fought fiercely, there was no murderous intent in your eyes at all."

"What's more... this robe is not good for fighting. If you really fight hard, you will tear it apart a long time ago. How can you be so upright..."

I have to say that Xiao Qiao has a very sharp vision.

In fact, Xing Daorong had discovered this trait of hers when he took over Zhou Tai earlier.

But now it seems that it is not just an occasional performance, it really does have some ability.

Xing Daorong didn't want to say more about Ling Tong, but now that Xiao Qiao saw the clue, he asked, "Then do you know why the two of us still want to compete?"

When Xiao Qiao heard that Xing Daorong was actually trying to investigate her, she thought for a moment and asked, "Is it because...because of the revenge for the murder of my father that you mentioned, brother-in-law?"

When Xing Daorong heard this, he felt that Xiao Qiao really had a unique feeling.

After thinking for a while, he nodded, but then asked, "Even if there is a vengeance for the murder of my father, why did this happen?"

Xiao Qiao frowned when she heard this, and her face looked as if she was lost in thought.

Xing Daorong was not in a hurry and just told Xiao Qiao to think about it slowly.

But he turned around and said to Luo Meng who came to pick him up: "Captain Luo, you came just in time!"

Luo Meng was far ahead and couldn't see it very clearly.

Xing Daorong was wearing a long robe and holding a big axe. Although his image was a little bit incongruous, one could still see his ability!

He was able to knock the Jiangdong general off the boat without even wearing armor!

This guy…

This is really amazing!
Luo Meng was now full of admiration.

But he bowed and said: "General, you are very brave. I admire you."

Xing Daorong pulled Luo Meng up and said, "Captain Luo, it's a good thing you're here. I have something I need to remind you of."

Luo Meng was stunned, and said quickly: "General, please tell me what you want to say."

Xing Daorong said: "The water quality of Jiangdong is far beyond my expectation. Although our Jingzhou soldiers are also good at naval battles, they are still inferior to the Jiangdong people in terms of water quality."

"Take Ling Tong for example. He enters the river like a fish entering a large river. He is truly amazing."

"With such water characteristics, we will definitely suffer a loss in the future if we fight with them."

"In addition to practicing water battles on the ship, we also need to practice water skills more."

Luo Meng listened with a serious face.

He thought that it was because the Jiangdong general escaped that General Xing was so dissatisfied.

Come to think of it, they were about to knock the man into the river, but he managed to escape by relying on his swimming skills. This would be unpleasant for anyone!
Thinking that this must not happen again, he nodded and said, "Don't worry, General. I will keep this in mind and practice my water skills well."

Xing Daorong didn't know whether Luo Meng was reliable or not, but considering that he was able to raise a son like Luo Xian, he was not much different from Jiang Jiong.

He patted his shoulder, letting him feel the weight on his shoulder, and then went back to the river bank.

...

When they arrived at the river bank, Xing Daorong saw Mi Fang was already waiting there.

It’s just that this guy looks excited, but he’s not excited about anything.

When Xing Daorong got off the boat, he heard him shouting, "Zi Yu! You are famous now. Very famous now!"

Xing Daorong was stunned when he heard this.

But he secretly thought that he should have been famous a long time ago. Is there anyone in this world who doesn’t know his name?

Just looking at Mi Fang's excited expression, it was obvious that he should have posted something.

Then he asked with a smile: "Zifang...what's wrong with you?"

Mi Fang said: "Zi Yu, it's your "Man Jiang Hong"!" "Your "Man Jiang Hong" has spread all over Jingzhou!"

This is absolutely an exaggeration.

It has only been a few hours since I finished writing it.

Even if we use a loudspeaker to spread the message, it will take several days.

How could this spread throughout Jingzhou?
Xing Daorong was confused, but looking at Mi Fang's expression, his excitement was evident.

When a person is excited, his expression will become unusually lively, his eyes will be bright and his brows will be more excited.

This is the expression on Mi Fang's face right now...

Xing Daorong only asked patiently, "What's going on? Zifang, please explain it clearly."

But Mi Fang said, "The song Man Jiang Hong that you and I performed on that boat was spread out by the Jiangdong noble families as soon as it was performed."

"He even sent someone to Jingzhou to report it, so that we know about it."

"It's just that this poem is so amazing that everyone is amazed and has passed it on by word of mouth. In just a few hours, we all know about your masterpiece at the appraisal meeting."

After listening to Mi Fang's words, Xing Daorong knew that this guy was exaggerating.

Even if it spread by word of mouth, it couldn't have spread so quickly!
I knew in my heart that this guy must have been shocked after hearing it, so he exaggerated like that.

He smiled and said, "Now that I'm going there, how can I not show off my skills?"

Mi Fang listened and sighed: "Zi Yu, you are not just showing off your skills, you are actually giving us a great honor."

Then he stepped forward, grabbed Xing Daorong and said, "Come on, come on, we must drink hard today!"

He paused for a moment and suggested, "Zi Yu, don't hide anything today. Show off your skills to the people of Jiangdong. You can also show off your skills to us!"

It seemed that Mi Fang really appreciated "Man Jiang Hong" and forced Xing Daorong to compose a few more poems.

Xing Daorong said helplessly: "Zifang, this is always a good work that comes when I get inspiration. It's a bit difficult for me to just do it casually."

Logically speaking, since Xing Daorong had said so, Mi Fang shouldn't have forced it.

Unexpectedly, Mi Fang was also a little obsessed today. He just pulled Xing Daorong and said, "Zi Yu! Are we brothers? If we are brothers, what's wrong with showing off a little bit of my skills?"

"If you really have no inspiration, I won't blame you. There's nothing to be shy about."

Being brothers with Mi Fang doesn't sound like a good thing.

But Mi Fang was so sincere and affectionate that it would be disrespectful for me to refuse.

Then he finally nodded.

Mi Fang was overjoyed upon seeing this, and without returning to Jiangling that day, he held a banquet in Gong'an to entertain the guests.

That night, the sky was dotted with stars and the Milky Way stretched across the sky, just as people say, "the starry sky is brilliant."

After three rounds of drinking, Mi Fang could no longer hold back and asked Xing Daorong to compose a poem.

Xing Daorong even plagiarized "Man Jiang Hong", so he won't be shy about plagiarizing other works.

He immediately pretended that he couldn't refuse, so he stood up with the wine bottle in his hand, looked around at everyone, and looked like he was ready to show off.

When everyone saw Xing Daorong's condition, they all looked forward to it.

Then Xing Daorong shouted, "Don't you see, the water of the Yangtze River comes from the sky, rushes to the sea and never comes back."

"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening."

"You must be happy in life, and don't let the golden bottle face the moon."

"I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent!"

...

Let’s drink!
Xing Daorong is so shameless that he directly brought out a slightly modified version of "Song of the Wine"!
As soon as these words came out, the whole audience fell silent, with dull eyes, as if they had seen the God of Literature descend to earth!
(End of this chapter)