Chapter 239 Literature and Martial Arts

The sound of the piano suddenly bursts and goes straight to the middle of the brain, which is unstoppable. It is necessary to burst out all the emotions pressed in the heart like a landslide and a sea.

Wen Han's fingers danced quickly, and the strings were plucking faster and faster, which touched people's hearts. Suddenly, the words fell to an end, and those strings finally couldn't stand the wildness of the song, as well as the heat of the insiders.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!

The break of every string can't help but make the listener's heart jump. After several times, someone couldn't stop crying and cried on the spot.

Lala lala.

After a period of silence, countless applause pushed the whole atmosphere to **.

Many people think that "Phoenix Qiuhuang" was made by Sima Xiangru, who was known as a saint in the Western Han Dynasty. In fact, this song was written by Wang Shifu, who was called Dexin in the Yuan Dynasty. Wang Shifu has created a lot in his life. In addition to Phoenix, there are also Western Chambers, Lichuntang, Broken Kiln Records and so on.

Wen Han's ten fingers bleed. In order to practice the song "Phoenix, his ten fingers were rotten, scarred, and then rotten. Wei Zhongdao looked at Wen Han's shocking finger. I was shocked for a moment.

At that time, the status of women was extremely low, and they usually did not have a name, so they called their surnames. Wen Han actually did this for Cai Yan. Wei Zhongdao couldn't help but make the last sentence in Wen Han's poem just now. It was not a wild speech, but a daring statement!

Under Yang Biao's re-reading, Wen Han's victory or defeat in this game can be said to be well-able. Wei Zhongdao and Wen Han each won one victory, and then the third game was particularly critical, so the people present focused on Yang Biao and waited for him to say the title of the third duel.

However, this reader is not Yang Biao. Yang Biao saluted Cai Yong beside him. Cai Yong immediately stood up, silently looked at Wei Zhongdao and Wen Han, and then said in a low voice.

"In times of troubled times, you are the man who stand in heaven and earth, and you should know how to govern the world. Next, you two need to write four words on the paper. There are two factors to determine the winner, one is the font and the other is the meaning of the word. If you don't feel that there is injustice, you can start writing, and then show it to everyone.

The two Wei family soon brought the four treasures of the study and removed the pianos on the table of Wen Han and Wei Zhongdao. Wen Han and Wei Zhongdao looked calm, thinking while grinding ink.

Almost at the same time, Wen Han and Wei Zhongdao held a brush and wrote four words on the white paper. When the two wrote, because of their concentration, there was an inexplicable solemn momentum, which seemed extremely dazzling for a while.

Pen fly, ink stop. At almost the same time, Wen Han and Wei Zhongdao wrote four words of white paper and displayed them in front of everyone.

The four words of Wei Zhongdao are for, standing with benevolence. The four words of Wen Han are people-oriented.

As for the writing fonts of the two people, Wei Zhongdao, who is famous for Confucianism, is certainly better than one. Although Wen Han has studied under Cai Yong for a period of time, this flying white body is not used well, but the pen is wild and seems to have a little momentum, which is not much worse than Wei Zhongdao's font.

Cai Yong first put his eyes on Wei Zhongdao's paper, and then nodded with satisfaction. When he looked at the four words of Wenhan's paper, he meditated a little.

At the bottom, some rich people and merchants couldn't help laughing when they saw the four words of Wenhan paper. People-oriented, the most valuable thing at this time is human life, especially the low-level unpowerful people. I don't know how many people the big man starved to death every day! Is it still people-oriented? It's nonsense!

On the contrary, Xilong, who came with Wen Han, saw the four words on Wen Han's paper, with an extremely bright smile on his face, and nodded with great agreement.

After a while, the third game was won and lost. As for the meaning of the word, Cai Yong only said that both of them have merits, which are comparable. In terms of font, Wei Zhongdao is even better. Therefore, the third game was Wei Zhong Daosheng.

Hearing this, Wei Zhongdao won another victory, and the Wei family, who was watching the battle, immediately cheered happily. In this harsh cheer, Wen Han smiled faintly, suddenly his expression changed, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

Da Da Da Da Da Da Da.

Suddenly, outside the open door of the Wei family, a group of cavalry in dark ghost-faced armor rushed in aggressively. They are like ghost soldiers coming from hell, and the smell of killing is so strong that it seems to be filled with blood all around.

"Report! All nine hundred and ninety-eight people arrived! Please take a look!"

The black wind rode shouting in unison, and a huge sound wave was deafening. Countless people in the field were shocked, and their ears buzzed. With a cold face, Wen Han walked down from the high platform, returned to Ta Yun Wuqi, turned over his horse, and ran to the front of the black wind with Guan Yu. Two Black Wind knights handed over the weapons of Wen Han and Guan Yu.

Wen Han took the tiger slaughter silver gun and pointed to Wei Zhongdao on the high platform. Although he did not make a sound, he understood what he meant very clearly.

The man's blood is just not enough for Wei Zhongdao to flinch, and he has won two victories. If he wins this game again, he will be able to win extraordinary. Wei Zhongdao's body was like a beast awakened. He took a big step and said loudly.

"Where is Wei's Jingwei!"

Dong-dong, Dong-dong~!

As Wei Zhongdao's voice fell, a team lined up neatly and came out of the courtyard on the left side of the Wei family with excellent armor. Wei's Jingwei is built by Wei Qing and has a long history. It is an indispensable elite soldier to protect the prosperity of the Wei family. These Wei's Jingwei are the children who followed Wei Qing's left and right confidants in those years. In their hearts, the honor and disgrace of the Wei family are like their fate!

"Please withdraw from 200 steps and give up the open space!"

The servants of the Yiwei family quickly came and brought a pair of golden roaring lion-headed armor and a seven-foot sword. After Wei Zhongdao put on the golden roaring lion-headed armor, he added a little majestic momentum.

People can't help sighing that this person is worthy of Wei Qing's blood in his body. Wei Zhongdao walked down from the high platform and whistled hard. Suddenly, a divine golden horse ran from nowhere, and the speed was not visible. Wei Zhongdao jumped and rode on this golden horse, showing his skills, and then ran to the front of Wei's Jingwei array, which was led by Wen Han. The black wind rode against each other.

"Wait, I have something to say. God has compassion. Whether it is the people of the Wei family or the extraordinary soldiers and horses, they are the pillars of the country. I really don't want to see casualties on both sides. As early as three days ago, I asked Yang Gong to prepare 2,000 wooden guns in Luoyang, and asked both sides to change into this wooden gun. Moreover, cut off the arrows in the arrowheads behind you, and wait until later to avoid unnecessary casualties.

"According to the words of Cai Gong."

Wen Han and Wei Zhongdao answered almost in unison, and then under their command, they cut off the arrows on the quiver bags behind their respective soldiers or cut off the arrows with knives, or broke the arrows with their hands. Then, he put on a wooden gun. After everything was ready, the onlookers on the spot had also retreated 200 steps, leaving enough space for the two soldiers and horses to fight.

"Well, the fourth duel, the thousand-person battle begins now! The war drums sound!"

The sound of exciting drums sounded like thunder. After Wei Zhongdao held his sword high and drew an arc in mid-air, Wei's Jingwei immediately changed into a formation. The formation shows the shape of the word 'gong' horizontally. The left and right ends are infantry with gun shields in their hands, and the middle is a mixture of cavalry and archers.

For Wen Han, the black wind riding does not need a formation, and it is most suitable for guerrilla warfare. When he was in Qianghu, Wen Han relied on a set of guerrilla warfare to kill the Qianghu people. Wen Han and Guan Yu looked at each other, and the two led the black wind to the left and right to surround the horizontal 'gong' formation of Wei Zhongdao.

"C shoot!"

When Wen Han led the left black wind to ride dozens of meters away from Wei's Jingwei on the left, he drank for a moment. The five hundred black fee behind him immediately put a bow and arrow. At the same time, Guan Yu on the right also issued the same order. Thousands of arrows without arrows rushed to the two of the Wei family formation like a bee tide. Wings.

"Hidle!"

Wei Zhongdao did not see any urgency at all. He drank coldly. The gun shields and shields on the left and right wings immediately arranged the shields in their hands to form a shield wall. Countless arrows hit the shield wall, banging, but these arrows could not penetrate the left and right shield walls and landed one after another.

"A tit for a tat! Shoot!"

Just after the attack of the black wind horse led by Wen Han and Guan Yu, Wei Zhongdao shouted loudly, and suddenly countless arrows jumped over the shield wall and shot quickly.

And Wen Han and Guan Yu were not rookies on the battlefield. They guessed that Wei Zhongdao would have this move. They had already prepared the black wind riders under his command. The black wind riders quickly moved to one side and shot these arrows. Because the sight was blocked by the shield wall, they shot randomly, so the black wind riders on the left and right sides hardly received this round. The spillover of arrow rain.