Simulate the Three Kingdoms, kill Cao Mengde at the beginning

Chapter 68

"That's right."

Yuan Xi smiled and said: "A man of integrity, keep his word, no matter what conditions the other party puts forward, you must be convinced! You can't be a hypocrite who doesn't agree with what you say."

Cao Zhi slapped his small chest fiercely, "A man should be like this!"

Yuan Xi laughed loudly, gave a thumbs up, and ordered Bian Linglong to fetch paper and ink to set up evidence.

Cao Zhi saw that Yuan Xi did not cheat for personal gain at all, and was timid and backed down. Although he was an enemy, he still admired Yuan Xi's courage at this time.

I know that he is either extremely talented or unworldly.

But he prided himself on being called a child prodigy, and he worshiped great Confucianism as his teacher when he was young. There is no one who is a romantic figure in Xuchang's literary world, and he can't help but praise him.

He is confident that he will win today, and he will also win beautifully. When he makes his request at that time, he may gain some life.

Escape from this evil den where there is no freedom, and seek refuge with the second brother Cao Pi.

After writing down the military order, Yuan Xi scribbled on his name and taboo, and handed the brush to Cao Zhi.

Cao Zhi felt contemptuous when he saw his handwriting like a ghostly talisman, and felt that his chances of winning were greatly increased.

Words are like people, how can such a font have a bit of talent?
Yuan Xidao: "There is no limit to the subject matter of poetry, and the time is within seven steps. Whoever writes the poem best will win."

Bian Linglong asked in surprise, "How can a poem be made within seven steps?"

Cao Zhi was full of confidence, "Within seven steps, I will definitely compose a poem."

Yuan Xi applauded and said: "Not bad, not bad, it's really rare to have this kind of self-confidence at such a young age. I just don't know how capable you are as a kid."

Cao Zhi ignored it, and took a step out of his thoughts.

Then take the second step.
Seeing this, Yuan Xi walked seven steps straight and said, "Yes."

Cao Zhi, who had just taken four steps, was instantly dumbfounded and stared blankly at Yuan Xi.

He didn't believe that someone could come up with a good poem in such a short period of time.

"Boil the beans for soup, and drain the beans for juice. The beans are cooked under the cauldron, and the beans are weeping in the cauldron. They grow from the same root, so there is no need to cook them too quickly."

Yuan Xi took the first step and told the story of Cao Zhi's fame.

After finishing singing, he pretended to sigh: "Nowadays, the world is stable, but the relationship between me and my elder brother and third younger brother is incompatible. Every time I think of the picture of us playing house together, sharing the same bed and loving each other when we were young, my heart aches and I can't help myself." , this poem can be regarded as a summary of the past."

"You," Cao Zhi pondered over and over again, and felt that this was a good poem, but he couldn't help but said, "How do you prove that this poem was not written by you before?"

He did not believe that Yuan Xi could produce such a masterpiece in such a short period of time.

"Zi Jianxiu wants to talk nonsense."

Bian Linglong glared at her son, and scolded: "A gentleman is willing to gamble and admit defeat, but you can't afford to lose?"

Cao Zhi's face turned red, and he bowed his head in shame. This may be the only chance in this life, can he afford to lose?

"It doesn't matter," Yuan Xi said with a smile, "I am so talented that I cry ghosts and gods, sometimes even I am awakened from my dreams. To write poetry, as long as you have a mouth, it is really not a difficult thing, just like drinking Water is average."

"Don't brag," Cao Zhi said when he saw that he looked down on poets so much, "You have the ability to write another one for me to see? If you can write it again, I will kneel down and admit defeat for you immediately."

Yuan Xi glanced at him contemptuously, and then murmured: "It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat drips down the soil. Who knows that every grain of the food on the plate is hard work."

Bian Linglong and Cao Zhi fell into deep thought, savoring Yuan Xi's poems carefully.

Yuan Xi wanted to severely attack Cao Zhi's arrogance today. After reading a poem, he continued to read: "The moon is shining brightly in front of the bed, it is suspected to be frost on the ground."

"Goose, goose, bend your neck and sing to the sky"

"One trip two or three miles, four or five houses in mountain villages"

"People have two treasures, hands and brain, forget it, this song doesn't count."

"One piece after another, the red leaves of Xiangshan are all over the sky."

"One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces. Nine pieces, ten pieces, and eleven pieces, and the flying plum blossoms are all gone."

After reciting five or six poems in one breath, Yuan Xi stopped and admired the stunned genius Cao Zhi.

Bian Linglong also stared blankly.

Yuan Xi said calmly, "How is my poem?"

Cao Zhi pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "These poems of yours are not considered masterpieces, and they all seem to have been prepared in advance."

Yuan Xi was furious, grabbed Cao Zhi, put him on his right thigh, and slapped him several times.

"You don't have much talent, but your mouth is as hard as a stone in a latrine. You are capable, how many songs can you make for me?"

After several slaps, Yuan Xi let go of the blushing Cao Zhi and asked Bian Linglong, "Who do you think won?"

Bian Linglong said: "The Second Young Master won."

Yuan Xi turned his anger into a smile, and said: "Admit the bet and admit defeat, the law of nature is fair, you didn't compose a single song, and I wrote seven or eight in a row, and you are still not convinced. Hehe, a child is a child."

Cao Zhi turned his head and said, "If you lose, you lose. What do you want?"

"There is no request."

Yuan Xi said indifferently: "Give me a letter to persuade you to surrender Cao Pi, and write it as beautifully as possible."

Cao Zhi stared at Yuan Xi angrily like an enraged female leopard.

Yuan Xi's face became gloomy: "Who gave you the courage to stare at me all day long? Ask for a change, and I will be your father in the future."

"you?"

Yuan Xi had always been polite and kind, but he never expected to be so angry today.

But the humiliation of the enemy's father still made Cao Zhi so angry that he couldn't help himself.

"What are you?"

Yuan Xi glanced at him disdainfully, "What the hell are you? It's not about your mother's face, how many times have you survived. Is it your turn to be presumptuous in front of me?"

Bian Linglong was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and begged Yuan Xi to calm down.

"Today I will teach you how to be a man."

Yuan Xi sternly yelled: "You asked for a competition, and the military order was issued, and I won in a fair manner, but I didn't bully others at all."

Yuan Xi took out a dagger from his pocket and threw it on the ground, "If you are not a man, you don't need to call me father; if you feel humiliated, you can kill yourself."

Yuan Xi looked at Cao Zhi with contempt in his eyes, "I can't afford to lose, I can't afford to play, and if I give you three points, do you still think you are a noble son?"

Bian Linglong looked at the dagger and was frightened out of her wits, and forced Cao Zhi to kneel, crying and cursing: "The wicked son is still not kneeling, the second son respects you, it's because you are inferior to others, why do you have the face to show off?"

Cao Zhi's face was blood red, and he murmured in a low voice: "I can't call my enemy father."

"Okay."

Yuan Xi applauded and praised: "I, Yuan Xi, like men with integrity. You can either kill yourself today, or call me father. There is no other choice. It is best not to call me father, or I will look down on you, my Children can't be spineless."

Bian Linglong cried so hard that she held Cao Zhi tightly, begging him hard, for fear that he would choose to commit suicide.

(End of this chapter)