Chen Yu is going to write poetry!
Everyone's eyes lit up.
No one expected that they would agree so readily.
After all, they also knew that Chen Yu hated them.
Such cooperation is really surprising.
"Tsk, I thought he was so arrogant, but now it seems he's still the same."
Some people looked disdainful.
Someone beside him laughed.
"In the end, it's our fault. We thought too highly of him."
"After all, this isn't the capital. If he goes against us in Mozhou, isn't that just asking for trouble?"
"I guess he was just trying to intimidate us, but later he felt a little unsure how to handle the situation."
"Letting him write a poem just gave him a way out, and he came down from it smoothly."
Hearing this, everyone nodded.
I think this is the actual situation.
"Oh, I don't understand what's so great about a poem. What can I do with all those books?"
"Isn't he just like us, needing to eat and sleep? Look at what he's wearing. He's not even as rich as us, how can he be as carefree as us?"
Some women looked disdainful and felt very bored.
This was a famous prostitute in a brothel. She had never been to school and was noticed by a powerful man in Shangfeng County.
After sleeping with her several times, the rich and powerful man took her out of the brothel and brought her to today's birthday party.
When she heard that Chen Yu was going to write a poem, she suddenly felt bored and fiddled with her hair and accessories to make herself look better.
Wei Fengsheng looked at Chen Yu and sneered in his heart.
"Oh, what about the pride of the Great Qin? Shouldn't I still compose a poem for this old man's birthday banquet?"
"This Chen Yu is quite sensible. It seems he feels the pressure and doesn't dare to act rashly. We can handle this situation properly."
For a moment, he felt a little proud. Looking at Chen Yu, he felt a little superior.
"Master Chen, please."
Chen Yu nodded and spoke slowly.
"In spring, plant a grain of millet; in autumn, harvest ten thousand grains. Even if there is no idle land in the world, farmers still starve to death."
Just sow a seed in spring and you can harvest a lot of food in autumn.
There is no abandoned land in the world, yet there are still hard-working farmers who starve to death.
As soon as the four sentences came out, the literary energy in Chen Yu surged and filled the entire venue.
He is now a great scholar, and amidst the surge of literary energy, there are all kinds of incredible scenes.
Throughout the hall, there were bursts of sobbing sounds.
These sounds were filled with sorrow and despair, blending with the shrill cries from the long street outside.
Everyone's face changed.
Isn't it disgusting to present such a poem at a nice birthday party?
What are those shrill cries for?
unlucky!
But Chen Yu’s poem is not over yet!
"Ten thousand grains enter the noble gates, and skillful hands transform them into delicacies. The long streets are all in white, and laughter never stops within the walls."
"Prostitutes hold golden cups, while celebrities are surrounded by silk gowns. I wish to draw my three-foot sword and avenge this lifelong vengeance!"
All the food went into the homes of the rich and powerful, and was made into delicacies and served on the table.
Outside, on the long street, every household had a death, but in the homes of the rich and powerful, the laughter never ceased.
Those prostitutes with no talent or morals, holding wine glasses and wearing light gauze, surrounded the powerful and famous, living in the utmost luxury.
I am willing to hold up that three-foot-long sword and unleash all the hatred in this life here!
The first four lines are borrowed from Chen Yu's "Two Poems of Pity the Peasants".
The next eight sentences are entirely Chen Yu's feelings after seeing the scene before him.
As soon as these eight sentences came out, the atmosphere in the entire hall changed immediately!
Just now, those miserable sobbing sounds made people feel the suffering of the common people.
But these eight sentences immediately brought about a murderous atmosphere!
The whimpering sound turned into the clanging sound of a sharp blade being drawn from its sheath.
Then everyone saw that in the air in the hall, the sound condensed into substance and long swords appeared.
Wherever the tip of the sword points, that is where the powerful and wealthy are.
hiss!
There were bursts of gasps at the scene.
Everyone stared, looking at this scene in disbelief.
A poem written at a birthday banquet turned directly into a sword?!
For a moment, everyone felt uneasy. Their hearts trembled under the long sword.
"Chen Yu, what do you mean?"
Wei Fengsheng stared at Chen Yu intently, with anger and fear in his eyes.
"It's nothing special. It's a rare opportunity. How about holding the birthday party and funeral together? Save some money?"
What? !
Wei Fengsheng's heart sank and his brain exploded. Before he could react, the sword had already moved!
Rays of light went straight towards the dignitaries present.
In just a few moments, many powerful people had their heads chopped off.
Fountains of blood gushed out.
The smile on the prostitute's face disappeared and she screamed in fear.
But the next moment, as the sword turned, the head fell to the ground.
The red color was everywhere, which reminded Chen Yu of the two big red lanterns when he entered the door.
"Chen Yu! You you you!"
Wei Fengsheng's fingers kept shaking and his eyes turned red.
My own birthday party actually turned into such a hellish scene.
Even many of the younger generations of his own Wei family were killed.
Who would have thought that one of his poems could be so terrifying.
Chen Yu smiled coldly and looked at the scene in front of him quietly.
What kind of person is a great scholar?
A single line of poetry can annihilate thousands of soldiers and horses. The horror of this is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
Wei Fengsheng suffered from his lack of education.
Asking a great scholar to offer a poem? That's like an old man hanging himself because he thinks his life is too long.
The long sword traversed the room mercilessly, reaping life after life.
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