To be honest, Liang Zheng’s song “Crossing the River” is really good, at least better than Gongsun Wuji’s war song.

Qin Mo stroked his hands, "It's not bad, Old Man Liang. Although this poem is not as good as I'm going to do next, it's pretty good!"

Liang Zheng was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "You haven't done anything yet, why dare you say it's better than mine?"

Everyone also said, "Arrogant!"

"Qin Hanzi, you probably have heard the poems recited by Naifu. With your talent, how could you make such exquisite poems?

How can you, a person who has never been to the battlefield, describe the battlefield so vividly?"

Many people raised their own doubts.

Although Qin Xiangru rarely shows his literary skills in front of everyone, he is a genuine Confucian general. Qin Xiangru is a loyal general, while Liu Chenghu is a wise general.

"Haha, I know you envy my talent, listen well."

Qin Mo said proudly: "Next, let me use my talent to crush your ignorance and prejudice!"

Before everyone could get angry, Qin Mo shouted: "The suburbs are not peaceful, and I can't live a peaceful life. My descendants are killed, so why do you use your own life to finish it alone!"

Just four lines of poetry calmed everyone down.

"There is a bitter act for the same person to throw a stick out of the house. Fortunately, the teeth are left, and the bone marrow is so sad. The man has been in a custody and bowed farewell to the superiors. The old wife cried on the road and had a flat dress at the end of the year."

When I heard this, many people felt a little sad, especially among the casual servants this time, many of them were retired veterans.

"Who knows that the death is apart, and it will hurt the cold again. I will never return here. I also heard that I would like to eat more. The walls of the earthen gate are very strong, and the apricot garden is also difficult. The momentum is different from the Ye City, and it will still be wide even when I die."

"In life, there is separation and reunion, how can we choose the ageing? I remember the old days of the old days, but I sighed late. All the nations were garrisoned, and the beacon was garrisoned by the hills. The corpses and plants were accumulated, and the bloodshed rivers were elixirs."

"Which country is a happy land, how can you dare to linger? Abandon your house and destroy your lungs and livers."

After reciting the last sentence, Qin Mo stopped eating lamb legs and threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground, "How about this poem?"

Everyone was silent.

Even the generals' faces disappeared.

Qin Mo's poems are so real that they make people cry.

Liang Zheng sighed and bowed to the ground, "This poem is better than me!"

Gongsun Wuji's face was gloomy and clear, "When did this stupid boy have so many talents? Could it be that everything before was pretended?"

Hou Gengnian's face was also not good-looking. He stared at Qin Mo with a hungry wolf-like look, and then showed a meaningful sneer.

Dou Xuanling's eyes were also full of incredible ideas. Is this the ignorant Qin Hanzi?

Li Xin, Gongsun Chong, and Du Youwei were all confused at this time.

It’s because Qin Mo’s poem is really great.

They even had an illusion that the person in front of them was not Qin Mo, but a great literary master of the world!

Yang Liugen and others who were barbecuing were so excited that they were indescribable.

Who said that their young master was ignorant?

Look, I crushed Duke Zhao with poems first.

Later, he crushed Duke Wen, who is a famous scholar in the world!

Li Shilong was still immersed in Qin Mo's poems, and he asked, "What is the name of this poem?"

"Don't leave!"

"What a good song, goodbye, is this what your father said?" Li Shilong asked.

"It's not what my father said, but what I saw with my own eyes. I have thousands of disabled uncles in Qinzhuang. I didn't understand when I was a child. Why are they different from normal people, but one day I suddenly understood!"

"So, did you do this poem for them?"

"yes!"

Qin Mo nodded!

Li Shilong glanced at everyone and found that there were actually many women crying.

They were all infected by Qin Mo's poems.

Especially the saying "If the descendants are killed, how can they use their own life to complete the death of their descendants?" How loyal and strong is sad!

Li Yulan couldn't help sobbing in a low voice.

Li Yushing his eyes red and thought to himself, "Why is this stupid boy doing such a sad poem?"

Li Shilong said: "I once praised Qin Mo for being a childlike heart. Although this son is stupid, he has a loyal and patriotic heart. Whether it is poetry or lyrics, it can be seen that their father and son are loyal to the country and the emperor with both loyalty!"

"This time, Qin Mo won!"

When Li Shilong said this, his eyes were filled with smiles. This naughty boy really gave him a big surprise.

Now who dares to say that his son-in-law is a ignorant fool?

Even if he is a fool, he is still a talented man!

The civil officials were depressed.

In contrast, the generals were all full of energy.

Cheng Dabao and his friends came over one after another, "Brother, you're awesome!"

"Brother, I knew you were the best!"

"Brother, you are so awesome. Let me teach you a few poems!"

Qin Mo directly raised his middle finger.

Damn, Qin Hanzi is fine, call me brother, these dogs!

"Good boy, you really didn't disappoint me!"

Cheng Sanfu couldn't help but slapped Qin Mo on the shoulder like a palm-leaf fan.

But the surprise was not over yet, Li Shilong said: "I am very satisfied with the gift Qin Mo prepared today. Although I did not hit the tiger, I captured a white tiger breast, and this breast breast is rewarded to you!"

As he said that, a cage pushed in from outside, and a pure white tiger was imprisoned inside.

But the white tiger's teeth have not grown in full, so I'm afraid it's still drinking breast milk.

Small though.

But its wildness is engraved in its bones. It is so small that it dares to grin at everyone.

Qin Mo fell in love with this little tiger in an instant.

This father-in-law can get along, and he really gives him a tiger!

Li Xin was so jealous that he never rewarded the breast tiger. His father actually rewarded Qin Mo.

It completely overshadowed his popularity.

"Thank you, Father-in-law!" Qin Mo bowed with a smile.

Li Shilong waved his hand and continued, "The Qin family is full of loyal and martyrs. The plaques of loyal and martyrs are given to hang on Qinzhuang. The veterans who retreated from the battlefield in Qinzhuang will never worship the officials and enjoy the salary of the court every month. On the first and fifteenth day of the day, the village chief and the magistrate must come to the door. We must not let the loyal and martyrs feel disappointed, and let them enjoy their old age!"

As soon as these words came out, the ministers knelt down one after another, "Your Majesty is wise!"

Qin Mo also knelt down, "Thank you, Father-in-law!"

Yang Liugen was so excited that he couldn't do it himself, "Thank you for your holy grace!"

"Okay, I'll be flat!" Li Shilong helped him, and everyone stood up one after another, but only one lying on the ground without getting up!

Li Shilong was startled, "Why did Qin Mo fall to the ground? Come on the imperial physician!"

Yang Liugen was also so anxious that he kept pinching Qin Mo's people.

"Young Master, Master, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Sanfu and others were also extremely anxious, "Hanzi, wake up!"
Chapter completed!