Three Kingdoms: copy Lu Bu's force at the beginning

Cai Yong was overjoyed, he laughed loudly and said: "Zi Yi's collection must be a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation, the old man is all ears."

The dispute between Hua Yu and Wei Zhongdao.

Cai Yong was partial to Hua Yu in his heart, and did not like this prospective son-in-law.

If this matter gets out, I'm afraid not many people will believe it.

Cai Yan also breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little secretly happy.

After being surprised, Wei Zhongdao immediately recovered his composure.

In such a short period of time, even if Hua Yu could really come up with three poems, it would definitely not be of high quality.

Hua Ziyi, do you want to use this move to solve the predicament?

Hey, you underestimated me, Wei Yu.

Wei Zhongdao said lightly: "Champion Hou, if you feel that the time is insufficient, you can apply for an extension."

"How about this, how about three quarters of an hour?"

"Within three quarters of an hour, it is not necessary for the champion to produce three masterpieces, as long as he can get one."

"After all, the poems we get from the gentry only seek quality, not quantity."

"Even if there are three or five poems, there are more than a dozen inferior poems, none of which can compare to one witty poem."

Wei Zhongdao's meaning is obvious. If your three poems are crooked, I don't agree with them.

Hua Yu was too lazy to talk to Wei Zhongdao so much, stood up, walked into the hall, and bowed his hands to Cai Yong and Cai Yan successively: "Cai Lao, Miss Cai, please guide me."

Cai Yong immediately returned the salute: "Zi Yi is modest, I am all ears."

Cai Yan also bowed slightly: "Cai Yan respectfully listens to Champion Hou's masterpiece."

Wei Zhongdao was angry in his heart, Hua Yu deliberately ignored him, just slapped him in the face severely.

Hmph, the quality of your poems is not good, let me humiliate you.

You are Dong Zhuo's favorite general, and you are in a high position, so what can you do?

The ancestor of my Wei family was Wei Qing, the great general of Emperor Wu Dynasty, not to mention you, even Dong Zhuo would not dare to do anything to me.

Wei Zhongdao, an idiot, doesn't know the news of the morning court today.

Dong Zhuo even dared to kill the famous Yuan family. The great general Wei Qing has been around for 300 years. Will Dong Zhuo be polite to Wei Qing's descendants?

Hua Yu nodded, put his hands on his back, started to walk slowly, and said softly in his mouth: "Drink the clear dew, and the flow resounds from the trees. It is not because of the autumn wind that the loud voice is far away."

Good poetry, good poetry.

Cai Yong, Cai Yan and Wei Zhongdao are all great experts, and their eyes are brightened. Hua Yu's poem is wonderful.

Before the three of them fully reacted, Hua Yu said again: "The second song."

The three of them didn't care about savoring the last poem, and immediately lifted their spirits, pricked up their ears, and prepared to listen to Hua Yu's next poem.

Hua Yu continued to chant slowly: "It's hard to be satisfied with the high, but it's useless to hate Feisheng. The fifth watch is sparse and the desire is broken, and the tree is ruthless."

"The stalk of the poor official is still spreading, and the old garden has been flattened. Fan Jun is the most vigilant, and I will also clean up my family."

"This was done when my father first joined the army, and this Marquis was five years old. It made Elder Cai and Miss Cai laugh."

Made at the age of five?
The three of them were shocked, what they did at the age of five, isn't it a child prodigy?

Which hateful guy is talking nonsense that Hua Xiong has a stupid son?

If this is also called stupid, then the world is full of dementia.

Hua Xiong was dead, Hua An believed Hua Yu's words, and said to the outside world that Hua Yu had no desire for profit, so he pretended to be stupid.

As a result, because Hua Xiong was killed, Hua Yu had to join the army to avenge his father.

"The third song..." Hua Yu spoke again.

The three of Cai Yong hurriedly collected their thoughts and looked at Hua Yu together, thinking in their hearts that the third song must be a masterpiece.

"The third song is a poem."

"The sound of cicadas at dusk falls to the setting sun, and the shadow of silver toads hangs in Xiaoxiang. The water on the side of Huangling Temple is vast. The mangroves in Chushan, the mist and rain separate Gaotang."

"Fishing lanterns on the shore are shattered by the wind, white apples are scattered far away with a strong fragrance. Ling'e's drums and cymbals rhyme with the Qing Dynasty. Zhuxian is sad, and the clouds are scattered and the sky is long."

Then, Hua Yu asked Wei Zhongdao lightly: "Second Master Wei, can these three poems be heard by Second Master Wei?"

"Get it, get it..." Wei Zhongdao couldn't guard against Hua Yu's sudden question, and instinctively agreed.

Cai Yong also sighed slightly: "From now on, no one in the world dares to write poems and lyrics with the theme of cicadas."

Although Cai Yan didn't speak, she looked at Hua Yu with big watery eyes, showing a little more admiration.

However, Wei Zhongdao immediately felt something was wrong.

With such a response, he undoubtedly admitted defeat.

"Hmph..." Wei Zhongdao reacted quickly, and immediately snorted coldly, "Although these three poems can be regarded as top-notch works, they may not be written by the champion."

"Perhaps, like the second song, it is the old work of the champion Hou. It doesn't count if it shows off today."

Cai Yong was furious when he heard the words: "Wei Yu, you came up with the title. The champion Hou wrote three poems in an instant, all of which are top-grade works."

"If you are not convinced, you can take out your old works and compete with the champion, how can you only use your tongue?"

Cai Yan also looked at Wei Zhongdao with contempt, and sighed slightly, feeling a little more miserable in his heart.

Wei Zhongdao snorted coldly: "Champion Hou admits that the second poem is his old work."

"But I don't know how father-in-law can be sure that the other two poems are not the old works of Champion Hou?"

"..." Cai Yong was speechless for a while, his face flushed with anger, but he was speechless.

Yes, Cai Yong believed in Hua Yu's talent, and also believed in Hua Yu's character, but he couldn't produce sufficient evidence.

At this time, Cai Yong regretted more and more. He agreed to the Wei family's marriage proposal and betrothed Cai Yan to Wei Zhongdao.

Hua Yu opened his mouth, and said lightly: "Since Mr. Wei Er is not convinced, it doesn't matter."

"Choose whatever topic you want, and Benhou will compose poems one by one on the spot. I don't know what the Second Young Master Wei wants?"

Cai Yan stared at Hua Yu obsessively, and shouted in his heart, this is the real talent, full of literary talents, so why be afraid of Wei Zhongdao's little tricks.

Originally, Cai Yan's satisfaction with this marriage and his favorable impression of Wei Zhongdao lay in Wei Zhongdao's literary talent, which was famous all over the world.

But now, Hua Yu's literary talent has been completely suppressed, and his poor moral character has been exposed. Cai Yan no longer has the slightest liking for Wei Zhongdao.

Tears finally flowed down unsatisfactorily, and Cai Yan felt heartbroken when he thought that his life's destiny had been tied to a villain like Wei Zhongdao.

"Okay..." Wei Zhongdao no longer paid any attention to what Cai Yong and Cai Yan thought of him, and shouted, "Since the champion is so confident, Wei Yu should be respectful rather than obedient."

Cai Yong and Cai Yan looked at him together, their eyes were full of contempt.

Suddenly, Cai Yong took another look and saw that Cai Yan's face was full of tears, he couldn't help but tremble, his face changed slightly, showing a slight pain.

Zhao Ji, I am sorry for my father.

As a father, you should not have allowed this marriage lightly in the first place, causing you the pain you are suffering today.

It's just that the marriage has already been decided, and it's irreversible, so I can only suffer for you.

Otherwise, the reputation of my Cai family will be ruined in one fell swoop, what face is there for a father before going out to meet people.

In the next life, if you can be a father and daughter with you again, you will definitely not do such foolish things again.

Wei Zhongdao didn't notice the expressions of Cai Yong's father and daughter at all, and continued to say loudly: "The next question is about wind, how about it?"

With wind as the theme?

Wind is an invisible thing, it cannot be seen or smelled, it can only be felt.

Therefore, the difficulty of this question should be higher than the previous one.

Hua Yu smiled lightly: "Ben Hou got three again by chance."