Three Kingdoms, I'm really not a general!

Chapter 274: Join the army for my brother-in-law?

"Fuck me!"

"Zi Yu!"

"You are so capable!"

"You are not the God of Killing, nor the God of Fire, you are the God of Poetry!"

Mi Fang finally reacted and started cursing.

No wonder he reacted so strongly.

It is true that "Song of the Wine" is really too cruel!

The whole poem is full of romanticism.

The use of exaggeration, such as "The water of the Yangtze River comes from the sky" modified by Xing Daorong, and "I must drink three hundred cups at a time", etc., depicts the scene of drinking and singing in a magnificent manner.

Of course, Mi Fang doesn't understand anything about romanticism.

Regardless of whether he knew about the romanticism or not, he could certainly hear the greatness of this poem.

After all, although our Governor Mi is not good at fighting, he still has some culture.

But now no one thinks there is anything wrong with his exaggerated shouting.

The idea of ​​the God of Literature made Luo Meng and others feel the same way.

Xing Daorong's performance is as good as that of "Man Jiang Hong" and "Jiang Jin Jiu", which makes everyone admire him!

Mi Fang was very happy, but he pulled Xing Daorong and said, "You still say you have no inspiration. I think you have the ability. You can express it as soon as you speak. Why do you need any inspiration?"

As he spoke, he savored one of the sentences that Xing Daorong had revised: "Mr. Zifang, Captain Luo, let's drink, don't stop..."

After reciting two lines, Mi Fang couldn't stop smiling.

If this poem can be passed down through the ages, I must research who Zi Fangsheng is. Then I will be getting an advantage!
Such great joy.

He boasted to Xing Daorong for a while.

Xing Daorong also opened up today.

He called out again: "Break the formation!"

"When I was drunk, I lit up the lamp and read the sword. I dreamed of the horn-blowing company. Eight hundred miles away, my subordinates were burning, fifty-stringed strings were sounding outside the Great Wall, and the troops were ordered in autumn on the battlefield."

"The horse is as fast as Lu, and the bow is as loud as thunder. I have accomplished the king's affairs, and won a good reputation in my lifetime and after my death. What a pity! My hair has turned white!"

Here comes another one!
Mi Fang was so excited after hearing this that he could no longer hold back and asked someone to bring paper and pen so that he could write a poem specifically for Xing Daorong.

In fact, he didn't need to do anything, as someone had already taken note of it and was ready to send the message out at dawn.

It was just Mi Fang's on-the-spot excerpting by lamplight that brought tonight's plot to a climax.

After reading this, Mi Fang was more and more pleased, but he sighed: "There are ten talents in the world, and Zi Yu alone has nine!"

"He is both civil and military, a rare talent in the world!"

Xing Daorong smiled and waved his hands, saying, "Zifang, you are joking. There are so many talented people in the world. I am a rough man like Xing, and I really cannot bear such false praise."

Xing Daorong has a rough image, but after reading this poem, who can say that he is a rough person!

Mi Fang shouted, "Zi Yu! Just wait for all the talented people in the world to know your name!"

Mi Fang said this with great confidence, but he was not just speaking nonsense.

Although the Mi family is not as close to Liu Bei as before after the death of Mrs. Mi, as the family that supported Liu Bei in his uprising, the Mi family's position on Liu Bei's side is still very stable.

Besides, Xing Daorong's poems are of such high quality that they would surely spread throughout the world even without the Mi family's promotion.

...

After tonight, the name Xing Daorong is bound to shine among the talented people of the entire Han Dynasty. However, for Xiao Qiao, she has no time to think about these things for the time being.

She was concentrating on Xing Daorong's test questions tonight.

Finally, after the banquet, Xiao Qiao seemed to have gained something, so she hurried to find Xing Daorong to seek clarification. "Brother-in-law!"

"I figured it out!"

Hearing Xiao Qiao's decisive words, Xing Daorong also became interested and asked, "Oh? I wonder what you are thinking about. Tell me about it."

But Xiao Qiao said, "The reason why Ling Tong pretended to fight is probably because he is no longer valued in Jiangdong, so he did this."

"As for why he is not valued, I think it's because of Gan Ning."

"Gan Ning was the murderer of his father, but he was killed by his brother-in-law himself. People in Jiangdong would inevitably think that Ling Tong would be kind to his brother-in-law because his father's murder was avenged."

"If you want to untie this knot, you can only take action against your brother-in-law to show your loyalty."

Xing Daorong showed some appreciation when he heard this, and nodded, "Not bad! You are almost right."

To say it is almost right means that it is still a little off.

Xiao Qiao asked hurriedly, "Is there anything you can't think of?"

Xing Daorong nodded slightly, and without keeping the secret, he said directly: "I'm afraid Ling Tong has something else in mind. Why not just show your loyalty and kill him seriously? Why bother putting on a show?"

Xiao Qiao listened attentively, looking very serious.

But Xing Daorong said, "Jiangdong is weak now, and Sun Quan is no longer a powerful ruler. Ling Tong's behavior today is also a favor to me."

"When we meet in the future, we will say that we will fight to the death, but it's just talk."

Xiao Qiao looked as if she had realized something, but she said, "So that's how it is. But he is a general from Jiangdong, and he is already thinking about making friends before the battle even starts. I guess he is not a good person!"

This Xiao Qiao seemed to be filled with righteous indignation.

Xing Daorong looked at him and said, "When you are in the arena, you have no choice. It is not black or white."

"Some thoughts, as long as they don't harm the world or go against justice, are fine."

Xiao Qiao was touched by Xing Daorong's smile, but felt that she had said something wrong and felt a little embarrassed.

But she lowered her head and said, "So that's how it is. I'm glad to learn from you!"

Xing Daorong said, "It's not like that. As a girl, it's not easy for you to think about these things."

"Men and women think very differently. Men are straightforward and can plan the overall situation and focus on the big picture."

"My daughter is more tactful, good at scheming and paying attention to details."

"Actually, having a female staff officer is a good thing."

As Xing Daorong was talking, he suddenly felt that he had an idea.

In fact, there were some very powerful female strategists in history, known as "Iron Horse Beauty". Her portrait, Xiao Chuo of the Khitan, is always hung in the exhibition halls of military strategists of all dynasties.

The sister of Red Jacket Army leader Yang An'er, nicknamed "Fourth Lady", Yang Miaozhen.

Qin Liangyu is the only female general who was individually recorded in the official biographies of generals and ministers, a heroine, and the only female general who was awarded the title of marquis for her military exploits.

Of course, these people’s success came at the cost of a lot of hard work, and Xiao Qiao is far away from them.

Xing Daorong's new idea was just a spur-of-the-moment thought that flashed through his mind.

It's just unintentional, but the listener takes it to heart.

Xing Daorong's words were fine, but Xiao Qiao unexpectedly took it to heart.

But I thought to myself, "What does my brother-in-law mean? Does he want me to join the army?"

"How can I, a woman, join the army?"

"But, think about it. The little sister of the Ma family can be a female general who protects the country. If I can be a female military advisor who protects the country, it shouldn't be impossible!"

When Xiao Qiao read this, her mind suddenly became lively.

I suddenly felt as if my life had some meaning!
Seeing that Xing Daorong didn't look too serious, she knew that even if she had this thought, she would have to wait.
(End of this chapter)