In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

Cao Cao was overjoyed:

"Excellent! Excellent article! Cao Zhi's talent is unparalleled in this era!"

Liu Xie nodded repeatedly:

"Excellent poem! I will include it at the beginning of the Jian'an Grand Compendium!"

Just as everyone was immersed in the elegant atmosphere of literature,

Cao Cao's gaze suddenly fell on Zhao Yu in the corner.

"Supervised by Zhao."

"You built this platform, and now that we have such a beautiful view, why don't you sing a song?"

What?

I'm hiding so deep down, how could you still find me?

"Prime Minister, I'll pass... I'm just a rough man, all I know is how to work."

"Oh, you're being modest, aren't you?"

Liu Xie, always eager for a good show,

"I once read your work, 'Ni Heng is a Dog,' and your writing was quite sharp."

"Sing a song! I will pardon you!"

All eyes turned to them.

Some were looking forward to it, while others were waiting to see it fail.

Writing poetry? I can't do that either.

The last time I wrote a poem, it was done by the system.

Recite a poem? Du Mu's "Red Cliff"?

"If the east wind had not favored Zhou Yu, the two Qiao beauties would have been locked away in the Copper Sparrow Terrace in the depths of spring."

If you read it aloud, you'll probably get beaten to death by a combined attack from Cao Cao and Sun Shangxiang.

But now that it's here, we have no choice but to do it.

How about some nonsense literature?

"The Bronze Sparrow Terrace is high, very high."

as predicted,

The moment the first sentence was uttered, even the most learned scholars burst out laughing.

"You can reach out and grab the stars to enjoy a barbecue."

"The snow outside is falling like goose feathers."

Reaching for the stars? And having barbecue?

The mood... how should I put it, it's... making me very hungry.

Although it's realistic, it's incredibly tacky.

"Everyone inside was very happy."

Quiet.

Cao Zhi's lips twitched; he felt his ears had been insulted.

It's utterly hopeless.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A burst of laughter followed.

It was Liu Xie, slapping his thigh and laughing so hard he was doubled over:

"Great! Great poem! I'm so happy!"

I am absolutely delighted!

These words have struck a chord with me!

Liu Xie was bound by the rigid social norms of Confucianism for many years.

Having been confined to the palace for so long, and accustomed to listening to those obscure and difficult parallel prose texts,

Although Zhao Yu's "doggerel" is rustic,

But its strength lies in its authenticity, and in that "joy"!

"Popular! Easy to understand! And it even rhymes!"

"Minister Zhao, your poetic style is truly unique! I bestow upon it the name—'Dogdog Style'!"

Cao Cao had already spoken to the emperor and said it was all settled.

Of course, we have to show our support, and how should I put it...

This poem lacks cultural refinement.

But it exudes a sense of peaceful and prosperous times.

"good."

"Although the language is not ornate, it... has a strong sense of everyday life. A good read!"

Zhao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

I sat back on the soft couch and continued gnawing on my chicken leg.

Although this "doggerel" is not mainstream in this era,

But at least with the emperor's endorsement, they managed to get away with it.

"That scared me to death. In high-level games like this, I should talk less and eat more."

……

Night came,

The literary banquet has finally come to an end.

The civil and military officials dispersed, tipsy.

Zhao Yu was about to collapse on the soft couch and review his performance that day.

He also directed his servants to clean up the mess.

Then, the sound of footsteps approached.

"Zhao Yu? Where are you?"

The sound was crisp.

It also carried a chill.

It's Sun Shangxiang.

It's so late.

Has this lady not gone to rest yet?

"It's...it's right here."

Zhao Yu poked his head out from the soft couch.

"Shangxiang, why don't you go to the inn to rest? Tomorrow is the martial arts banquet, and you'll be the grand finale."

Sun Shangxiang wasn't holding a sword, but rather a scroll... of an account book.

Behind him followed Ma Jun, who said, "I didn't want to say it, but I had no choice."

"Rest? How can I possibly sleep!"

As he spoke, he slammed the account book in his hand in front of Zhao Yu.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Yu looked completely bewildered.

"Who made Shangxiang angry? Tell me, and I'll have Ma Jun build a catapult to smash their windows!"

Ma Jun, hiding in the back, frantically gave Zhao Yu meaningful glances:

General, don't take me with you, I've already confessed.

Sun Shangxiang glared at Zhao Yu.

"Supervisor Zhao, Lord Zhao."

The Bronze Sparrow Terrace is indeed magnificent today.

That elevator, and that warm floor, were truly divine intervention.

"Even my brother, who lives far away in Jiangdong, has probably never seen such a nice house."

"That's right!"

Zhao Yu deliberately puffed out his chest.

"I've poured my heart and soul into preparing for our wedding..."

"Painstakingly hard work?"

"I think you're a spendthrift."

Sun Shangxiang pointed to Ma Jun behind her:

"I just praised Ma Jun for doing a good job and asked him how he managed to gather so many supplies and manpower in such a short time."

Guess what this honest man said?

Zhao Yu's heart skipped a beat.

He looked at Ma Jun.

Ma Jun, with a pained expression, stammered:

"General...the princess has asked...this humble official...this humble official dares not lie."

"Tell me... thanks to the princess's dowry, those cartloads of gold went by so fast! Even the artisans are eating meat now..."

It’s over.

What a terrible teammate.

Zhao Yu's vision went black.

"Zhao Yu!"

"I brought a magnificent dowry to seek refuge with you."

That's the confidence the Sun family gave me, and it's also the foundation for our future life together!

"My sister just did some math for me."

Cao Jie, standing to the side, timely raised his abacus.

"My lord, according to the expense details provided by Ma Jun, plus the 'express fee,' 'procurement fee,' and 'labor cost' along the way... especially the 'five times the salary' paid to all the artisans in the city."

"This Bronze Sparrow Terrace was filled with 40% of the dowry."

"Forty percent! Even if you paved the floor with gold bricks, it should cover this entire floor, right?"

Forty percent of the dowry.

In this day and age, that amount of money would be enough to support an elite force for six months.

As a result, he turned it into wages and food over two months.

"Um... you two, let me explain."

"This is called investment! Do you understand investment?"

"invest?"

Sun Shangxiang drew the dagger from her waist, which was actually used to peel apples, but now it was mainly used as a threat.

"If you can't come up with something convincing today, I'll chop you up and use the money to fill the last 40% of the hole!"

Never back down when being questioned.

The more timid you are, the more guilty you seem.

"shallow!"

"That's too superficial!"

"Money? What money? Is that all you care about?"

Although it was night,

However, many people were still lighting lamps and praying around the "Hero's Tower" in Tongque Square.

"You will see."

"Who is that?"

Sun Shangxiang subconsciously looked over:

"The common people."

"Wrong!"

"That's the will of the people! That's our foundation in the North!"

"Shangxiang, you and I are from Jiangdong. I just got lucky to meet Jie'er and became her son-in-law."

We're outsiders in Ye City!

How many eyes are watching us? How many powerful families are waiting to see us fail? Waiting to ostracize us?

"Without this money, could this square have been built so quickly? Could this tower have been erected? Would Prime Minister Hua You's kneeling during the day have had such a significant effect?"

Zhao Yu became more and more excited as he spoke.

"This money, nominally distributed by me, is seen by the people as being distributed by the 'Zhao family'! It's distributed by you, Sun Shangxiang!"

"Now, who in the entire city of Ye doesn't know that the Princess of Eastern Wu is charitable and generous?"

Who doesn't know that the Zhao family is known for its unparalleled benevolence and righteousness?