And the Jin Dynasty, founded by the Jurchen people, which was in opposition to the Song Dynasty.
The Northern Song Dynasty was still destroyed by the Jurchens.
However, Yue Fei is no longer a historical figure.
Therefore, Wang Yueheng wrote the poem without having to revise it.
"Drive a long chariot and break through the Helan Mountain pass."
"With lofty ambitions, we'll feast on the flesh of the barbarians when we're hungry, and laughingly drink their blood when we're thirsty."
"Let us start anew, reclaim our lost lands, and return to the imperial palace."
Witnessing the poems before my eyes.
The expressions of the senior police officers gradually turned serious.
They seemed to see through the poem the reflections of an ancient general on his life's experiences.
Resentment and unwillingness to accept the historical humiliation of the nation.
We can see even more that this general is full of ambition and has a deep and unwavering loyalty to the country!
Poetry is used to express one's aspirations.
To be able to write poetry of this caliber.
This shows that the creator himself is also a person who cares about the people and the country!
In the eyes of these provincial and ministerial officials in their white shirts.
I have even more admiration and respect for the young Wang Yueheng.
Thinking of my own child, who is either mediocre or disappointing.
Two of the section chiefs couldn't help but sigh softly.
If only my child had even half of Wang Yueheng's qualities.
No, even if he had one-tenth of that talent.
I'll be able to close my eyes with a smile in the future!
In less than five minutes, the entire poem "Man Jiang Hong" was presented to the audience.
"Smack!"
"Slap slap"
"Clap clap clap clap"
"Beautiful words, beautiful calligraphy!"
"Director Hou, you shouldn't write anymore. Writing any more photos will only make you look foolish..."
After a moment of silence.
Suddenly, a round of applause erupted in the reception room, seemingly prompted by someone.
The usually serious and demanding police officers in white shirts all slapped Wang Yueheng.
They clapped and couldn't help but praise him.
They even joked about Hou Haiping, who was stunned.
"Whoosh..."
"oops!"
Just then, the door to the reception room was suddenly pushed open.
Because I was standing on tiptoe to see Wang Yueheng's calligraphy.
Several female police officers who were watching the commotion outside the door lost their balance and accidentally fell inside.
The young policewomen immediately turned pale with fright.
He hurriedly straightened his police uniform, stood up straight, and bowed his head, ready to be scolded.
"If you want to see, knock on the door and come in openly. What kind of behavior is it to hide outside?"
"It's perfect that you two are here. Pick up this poem and let's take a picture together!"
Unexpectedly.
Despite his usual sternness, Director Qi did not reprimand the female police officers.
Instead, they were arranged to pick up their poems and take a photo with Wang Yueheng!
"I'll go in too!"
"Take a picture of me too!"
Several bigwigs in white shirts were already attracted by the quality of Wang Yueheng's poetry.
They all crowded into the frame to take a group photo with Wang Yueheng.
Normally, people get to take photos with you like this.
Unless it's at the provincial or ministerial level.
Even higher-level leaders will be present!
Wang Yueheng stood among the bigwigs, looking slightly nervous.
He smiled at the policewoman's camera lens.
"Click"
The photo freezes in time.
For ordinary people, it would be great to have such a group photo hanging in their home.
All kinds of demons and monsters must stay away!
"Comrade Haiping, you are in charge of making arrangements to have someone redesign and redo our provincial department's cultural wall."
"We should find a way to include all of Comrade Wang Yueheng's poems in the cultural wall!"
"Including the poem written on site, the handwriting will be preserved and included!"
Director Qi then gave the order.
Hou Haiping immediately stood up straight and replied, "Yes, Director Qi, I understand!"
"Oh right, I forgot to ask for your opinion. What do you think?"
Remembering something, Qi Tian turned around and asked Wang Yueheng with a smile.
"I have no objection!"
Wang Yueheng immediately shook his head and said.
His own calligraphy was displayed in the provincial hall.
Is there anything more exciting than this...?
"Okay, let's do it that way."
"I've taken up a lot of your time. How about this, let's exchange contact information."
"From now on, we can communicate directly by phone if anything comes up."
Qi Tian then took out his phone and spoke to Wang Yueheng.
"..."
The female police officers around were instantly stunned.
Director Qi actually wanted to exchange contact information with this singer directly?
This is just too incredible...
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