The Former Wife Came to the Door

Sudden!Li Hui's long chant sounded outside the courtyard gate: "Walk leisurely in Yaoye Tinggao. It's just after Qingming, and I gradually feel sad in the evening of spring. The sound of rain and wind haunts me, and the hazy moon clouds come and go. The fragrance of peaches and plums is dark. .Who is on the swing, talking softly with a smile. There is a lot of heart and soul, and there is no place to arrange it in the world.!"

People followed, Li Hui squinted his eyes, chanted poetry while shaking his head, pushed open the courtyard door and walked in!

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"Pfft!" Cao Cao spat out a mouthful of old blood, which sprayed out more than ten meters away.

"Huh? Master Cao is here too." Li Hui smiled and cupped his hands at him: "I woke up in the morning and suddenly became very popular with poetry. I wrote a poem. Thinking of Mrs. Zou's good melody, I will be able to accompany this poem. The melody, supplemented by the piano, will definitely become a good song, so I brought it here, er, it was made in a hurry, it may not be very good, I am afraid it will make Mr. Cao laugh."

I dare to laugh at you!Boss Cao screamed in his heart, I am not illiterate, how could I not hear it?You can only use two words to describe "thief is good" in your poem. This is simply going to become an eternal masterpiece. Compared with the two poems I wrote indiscriminately when I got up early in the morning just now, it is as good as yours. It was completely compared.

Sure enough, when Mrs. Zou heard this poem, her eyes lit up immediately, she stood up abruptly, and said: "This poem is really good. It is written about cherishing spring, hurting spring and cherishing people's thoughts. It is soft and delicate. , graceful and colorful. Sigh, it’s really touching... Listen, I don’t know why my eyes are filled with tears..."

As she spoke, Zou couldn't help but feel very sad, especially the last two lines in the poem: "A heart full of emotions, and there is no place for arrangement in the world", isn't it just about her, a widow whose husband is dead and no one cares about her? state of mind?

The pretty widow burst into tears, and after a while, she regained her spirits and said, "Thank you, General Lu, for the poem. I will think carefully about how to match this poem with a tune later on."

Li Hui smiled and said: "Then there is Madam Lao, if Madam likes it, I will write a few more later."

After saying this, Li Hui suddenly turned to Cao Cao: "Huh? Master Cao, you are holding a piece of silk cloth in your hand. What is written on it?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Cao Cao hurriedly shot, tearing randomly, and the rags flew all over the sky in an instant.Cao Cao stood with his hands behind his back, and said calmly: "I don't know why there is a piece in my hand, I just tore it off, um, that's it."

"Ah? So that's the case! I thought Mr. Cao wrote a poem and wanted to read it." Li Hui said.

"No way!" Cao Cao snorted, "I never write poems when there are two kinds of weather, when it rains and when it doesn't rain. Today happens to be one of these two kinds of weather, so I didn't write any poems."

Li Hui: "..."

Zou Shi: "..."

Cao Cao is actually a great talent, and he can be regarded as an outstanding poet. However, his poetry is inferior to that of Li Yu, the empress of the Southern Tang Dynasty. Li Hui's poem just now comes from Li Yu's famous line, How could it be possible?Fortunately, he is also a little bear, ah bah, Xiongxiong, he will not be easily defeated by a poem, so he secretly made up his mind to go back and spend more time, brewing a good poem before fighting Li Hui for [-] rounds.

After saying hello to Mrs. Zou, Cao Cao turned around and left!

Li Hui laughed badly, watched Cao Cao walk away, then turned his head and cupped his fists at Mrs. Zou and said, "Ma'am, are you interested in going for a walk in the garden together?"

"Okay!" Zou said with a smile, "It's a good time to ask General Lu for advice on the poem just now, and to understand the artistic conception in the poem more, so that it will be easier to compose the song."

She thought to herself: I didn't expect this guy to wear a black helmet and black armor. He looks like a fierce general with a murderous look, but he is actually a talented person with a delicate mind. The poem just now is really not something that a creature like a "violent general" can write Yes, it must be written by a man who knows how to live and has a lot of literary talent. It's awesome, and I'm afraid it won't be a problem to go around with him twice.

The scores in Zou's heart began to change: "Cao Cao is still 0 points, Li Hui can write poems, +1 points."

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Li Hui took his sister and slipped away, while Cao Cao returned to his room, and suddenly fell to the ground with a thud, bent forward in frustration.

The loyal guard Dianwei immediately stepped forward and asked, "My lord, what's wrong with you?"

Cao Cao said with a bitter face: "I didn't expect that guy Lu Hui to write poems. I really lost to him. He can't write poems as well as a general. Ahhh! Why don't I go Killed."

Dian Wei was sweating profusely, he didn't know how to comfort him.

Cao Cao jumped up suddenly, buried his head on the desk, and began to write vigorously. Today, he must write a famous sentence through the ages.He thought to himself: After all, Li Hui is only a military commander. Even if he writes a good poem occasionally, it is impossible for him to write good poems all the time. As long as I work hard and write poems hard, I can write a poem that can kill Li Hui. This poem is a masterpiece, Li Hui will never come up with a second one to fight back!Will the pretty widow still fall in love with me, Cao Mengde?Ha ha ha ha!

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Two days later, Boss Cao was revived with full blood and full state!

Because, a few years in advance, he created the most famous poem "Duan Ge Xing" in his life!It is also famous: When singing to wine, how much life is!For example, morning dew, the past day is bitter...

This song should have been written in 208 AD, but because of Li Hui's stimulation, Cao Cao burned his brains, burned and burned. After two days and two nights of burning, he finally burned the poem ahead of time. After reading it twice in one breath, I just felt refreshed and couldn't help laughing.

Dian Wei, who was standing by the side, couldn't help asking: "My lord, why are you laughing?"

"Hahaha, I'm laughing at this poem of mine, which is invincible in the world! Lu Hui's poem must not be my opponent, hahahaha!"

Dian Wei couldn't help being happy for his lord, but when he thought that this poem was used to make a wife, he couldn't be happy again, sweated a lot, and stopped talking.

Cao Cao wrote "Duan Ge Xing" on the silk cloth, put the silk cloth in his arms carefully, and then came to Zou's small courtyard again with confidence. According to the usual practice, he first opened his eyes wide, and then walked With confident steps, he walked into the courtyard with his head held high.

As soon as he entered the yard, Cao Cao gasped...

I saw countless silk cloths hanging in Zou’s courtyard. On the walls, trees, and pillars of the pavilion, each piece of silk cloth had a poem written on it. , Even the Zou family who often sat in the gazebo was surrounded, Cao Cao gasped and exclaimed: "What's going on?"

The silk cloth was parted, Zou got out, and said with a smile: "Master Cao is here! You haven't come to my place to play these two days, so I don't know. These poems were written by General Lu Hui. There are 69 poems in total. , It took him 69 pieces of silk to finish all the writing, and then hung it here, let me arrange the music one by one slowly, but how can I arrange it so fast. "

Cao Cao was sweating profusely: "What? In two days, you wrote 69 poems?"

"That's right!" Li Hui also parted the silk cloth and got out, and said with a smile, "It's good that Mr. Cao is here, just to help me evaluate and see how these poems are written."

Cao Cao thought to himself: Impossible!This is absolutely impossible!It took me two days and painstaking efforts to finally write a poem that I am satisfied with. This guy actually wrote 69 poems?Isn't this bullshit?These must be some sloppy poems, and I read them and pointed out the bad things in them.

Cao Cao hurriedly looked closely at the nearest piece of silk cloth, and saw that it read: "A cloud, a jade shuttle, a thin shirt, a light frown, and a pair of snails. There are many autumn winds, and the rain is harmonious. There are three or two nests of plantains outside. What can Ye Changren do?"

"Silk!" Cao Cao gasped. Although this poem is not as good as his own "Duan Ge Xing", it is undoubtedly a masterpiece.

He hurriedly looked to the side again: "Don't come in the middle of spring, the eyes are soft and the heart is broken. The falling plums are like snow, and the whole body is covered with a brush. There is no news from the geese, and the dream is hard to come by. pregnancy."

"Pfft!" Cao Cao spurted out a mouthful of old blood. This poem is also excellent. No, it is impossible that the capital of 69 is of such a level. If it is like this, is he still human?