Just when everyone in the audience was noisy, Song Zhong spoke.

"This time it's like a painting. Some people are dissatisfied, so I will read my nephew Xing's works again."

"At that time, if any nephew feels that his work is better than that of my nephew, he can argue with me."

After Song Zhong finished speaking, he read Li Zhi's poem without waiting for anyone's reaction.

"The name of this poem is: Tian Family"

"My father tilled the fields,

The wilderness is at the foot of Zishan Mountain.

He Weixiu in June,

The official family has built a warehouse"

"..."

Everyone was silent for a while after hearing this. No one thought that his poem could compare with this poem.

"Woooooooo..."

At this moment, a whimpering cry came from outside the venue, and everyone looked to where the cry was coming from.

I saw an old farmer in his sixties sitting on the ground crying.

Upon seeing this, Li Zhi walked over quickly and helped the old farmer up.

"Why are you crying here? But what did we do wrong?"

Li Zhi asked with concern

"It has nothing to do with the young master, it's just that the situation in the old man's family is the same as what is written in the young master's poem."

"This year is an average year, and the food supply is probably only 60% of what it was in the good year. But now the officials have built a granary."

"After I pay my taxes this year, I'm afraid I'll go hungry again. I don't know who in my family will starve to death."

The old man wiped his tears with his dry palms

"The old man has lived forty-five years, and three people in his family have starved to death in the past year."

"Now there are only the old man, my daughter-in-law and my young grandson at home, but I don’t know who they are this year."

"When I think of this old age, my heart aches unbearably, so I cry here and disturb all the gentlemen."

This is when the old man wiped his tears, stood up, and pretended to be firm.

"I'm fine with you, I'm just feeling sad for a while. Sir, don't worry about me, I'll leave now."

After saying that, the old man quickly walked out without waiting for Li Zhi to persuade him to stay.

Li Zhi stretched out his hands in vain, with a blank face, looking at the back of the old man in front of him, but couldn't say a word.

Then I was afraid that my tears would flow out, so I closed my eyes tightly and raised my head.

But I was thinking about the famous saying: "People are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death!"

"What a bullshit world! If the world isn't in chaos, it will be hell!"

"call……"

Li Zhi took a long breath, waved to Guo De beside him, and whispered to him

"Send someone to follow the old man. If his family is really in trouble, give him some goods."

"Here"

Guo De responded and left.

Seeing Guo De leaving, Li Zhi felt mixed feelings in his heart

"Although saving people won't help you become poor, you can count on saving someone!"

"This damn world"

His heart was filled with anger at this time.

At this time, Xi Zhicai, who had been silent since entering the venue, heard Li Zhi's instructions to Guo De and looked at Li Zhi with complicated eyes.

Originally, he thought that Li Zhi recruited refugees just to increase his own power.

So that you can cope with the future with knowledge

Everyone could foresee the troubled times, but they didn't expect him to be so sympathetic to the peasants.

If we had not truly experienced the hardships faced by common people, how could we have written such a compassionate poem? How could we have done anything to show mercy to the peasants?

"Before Zhong, I'm afraid there have been many misunderstandings, Brother Xing!"

Xi Zhicai sighed, feeling inexplicably guilty.

If Li Zhi knew what Xi Zhicai was thinking, he would probably read some poems about the country and the people in front of him every day.

This incident about the old farmer only touched the soft spot deep in Li Zhi's heart.

Of course, there is no chance to know these dramas.

Just when Xi Zhicai was thinking wildly, Song Zhong asked everyone

"Dear nephews, do you have any objections to the way of poetry and respecting the conduct of your nephew?"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Song Zhong nodded and then read:

"The name of this word is: I will drink wine. You will not see me."

“If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.

Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.

If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon.

It is my nature that my talents will be useful, and I will come back to you after all my wealth has been spent.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.

Four Sages, dear friends, when you are about to drink, don’t stop drinking.

I sing a song with you, please listen to me.

Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.

In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.

In the old days, King Chen used to have banquets, fights of wine and banter.

What does the master mean when you have less money? It is up to you to sell it.

The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you.

"good!"

"happy"

As soon as Song Zhong finished reading this word, everyone below cheered loudly.

"Such a word means that the good nephew of Xing is respected. Does anyone have any opinions?"

After they calmed down, Song Zhong asked everyone

It was at this moment that Cao Cao spoke.

"Brother Xing is a great talent. As soon as this word comes out, no one in the world can control him. He should be number one. He must be convinced."

"Good" everyone heard the words and praised him as good.

Song Zhong nodded and announced

"In this way, both poems and poems this time honor Xing's virtuous nephew."

"Congratulations brother Xing"

"Congratulations brother"

At this time, all Li Zhi's friends came over to congratulate him.

"I accept all of you"

At this time, Li Zhi bowed his hands to everyone and bowed.

"I am ashamed to admit that my brother is so talented. How can I dare to admit it? I am convinced that I have lost."

At this time, Yuan Shao sighed from the side.

"snort!"

Yuan Shu, who followed Yuan Shao, snorted coldly and turned away from Li Zhi.

Although he is not very proficient in poetry, his appreciation level is still not bad.

Knowing that this poem and words would surely be famous throughout the ages, he had nothing to say.

But I wanted to congratulate him, but he couldn't do it, so he was cold
To be continued...