Great Qin: The strongest emperor master behind the scenes of Qin Shihuang

When Qin Shihuang returns, all county magistrates and above can gather for a dinner together!

"Wow."

The news quickly spread on Skynet.

The current Skynet is not only a good place for warriors to fight, but also the core of intelligence gathering.

As long as there is news of an explosion, it can be spread from Skynet to the entire Ancestor Star in an instant!
"Above the county magistrate, does this mean that Li Bai, Zhu Di, Yang Guang, Pang Tong, Cao Zhi, Wang Yangming and others will all go?"

"It is said that they are Li Shimin, Zhu Yuanzhang, Yang Jian, Liu Bei, Cao Cao, the little ones who were planted in Daqin."

"It was once rumored that these big families have great fortunes, and they have already endangered the great cause of Great Qin for a thousand years."

"There is even a fortune teller who calculates the shocking gown, saying that these people all have the opportunity to wear the imperial robe!"

"Shh, speak carefully."

In front of the gate of Cao's mansion, people come and go, and there is a lot of traffic.

This is Cao Cao's supreme family, which is the foundation laid by Cao Cao. It occupies dozens of acres of land alone, and spent a lot of money to move the surrounding people.

Then buy one by one, go through the formal channels.

Even though Cao Cao's family has a great career, but Daqin is in full swing, he dare not fight against Daqin.

He even sent his own son to Daqin to show his loyalty.

"Grandpa!"

"Skynet spread the news that Qin Shihuang has really returned, and said that all those above the county magistrate will go to Xianyang for dinner."

A servant hurried into Cao Cao's mansion and reported the situation to Cao Cao.

"Qin Shihuang!" Cao Cao stood up from the stool in shock.

A pair of big eyes looked at the servant and confessed: "Tell Cao Zhi, let them... play by ear!"

"Yes!"

After the servant left, Cao Cao walked up and down, still worried, so he asked someone to come in and write a letter himself, asking him to send it to Cao Zhi immediately!

Over the years, the so-called rumors are not groundless, but that several of their big families are secretly developing their own secret forces.

But how can it hide it from Daqin? 200 years ago, Daqin carried out a key suppression against Cao Cao's industry.

That time, Cao Cao lost everything!
Not only him, Li Shimin, Liu Bei, Sun Quan, Zhu Yuanzhang and others were also given special care.

The Daqin cavalry is mighty, with no end in sight at a glance, all those who come are low-level, or those who have just joined the army, not even saints,

But the big families just let these new recruits who just joined the army move away a huge amount of wealth.

"Patriarch, go against it!"

Someone once suggested to Cao Cao that Cao Cao slapped him backhand, and his face was swollen from the slap.

And expelled him from the Cao family, took out a large number of treasures, and took the initiative to hand them over to Daqin, expressing his loyalty with earnest words.

"Hey!" Cao Cao looked up at the sky and sighed heavily.

"Wait for me!"

"Time waits for me!!"

"My lord." At this moment Sima Yi came over, Cao Cao turned his head and took a deep look at Sima Yi.

Suddenly he laughed loudly: "Brother Sima is just in time, I was looking for you on something."

At night, Xianyang Palace is full of excitement.

The lights are bright and the figures are burning.

"Poet Immortal Li Bai!"

"Brother Li Bai, I was looking for you. It was so hard to find you."

"Huh?" Li Bai was dressed in white among a group of black clothes, looking extremely dazzling. Looking back, it was his old acquaintance Bai Juyi, and he quickly returned the salute.

"Brother Li Bai, you are still so polite to me, you and I both have white characters in our names.

Maybe 500 years ago, you and I were still a family. "Bai Juyi laughed out loud.

Obviously, he was very happy to see Li Bai.

"That's Li Bai, Bai Juyi!" The crowd was commotion, they didn't expect to meet two great talents in Xianyang Palace.

"It is said that Li Bai is known as the Immortal of Poetry, why don't you use this to drink and test Li Bai!" Someone rolled his eyes and suggested.

"Okay, okay!" Many people applauded the decision.

Immediately walking towards Li Bai, one of them said:
"Li Bai, I heard that you are a Poetry Immortal. Your Majesty gave you wine today. Why don't you recite a poem with the wine, so that we can all open our eyes!"

"That's right, that's right!" A group of people gathered around.

"Look, sister, there are so many people there."

"Let's go, let's go and have a look." Li Qingzhao and a few beauties also walked in Li Bai's direction.

"Sister, they said, use wine as a topic and recite a poem."

"My sister is a talented woman, why don't my sister take advantage of this to show off her talents and let them, these stinky men, see that we women are not inferior to men."

Li Qingzhao pondered slightly, nodded and said, "Okay!"

"It's really wonderful!" Several beautiful ladies hurriedly said loudly: "My sister, please recite a poem, please listen carefully."

"Who, who is talking nonsense."

"Ah, Li Qingzhao!" Someone recognized Li Qingzhao at a glance, and Li Bai also looked over, what a pretty lady!

Sure enough, beauties appeared in groups.

The friends of beauty are all beauty.

"Little girl, this is making a fool of yourself!"

Li Qingzhao cleared his throat, took a wine jug, poured down a glass of wine, and took a small sip.

I came to the edge of the corridor again, looking at the lotus in the river and the crescent moon in the sky.

As if recalling a past event, Li Qingzhao's eyes blurred, and a Tianyin blurted out.

"Looking and looking, it's deserted and desolate, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's hardest to breathe.

Three cups and two cups of light wine, how can you fight against him, and the wind comes late?The wild goose has passed, and I am sad, but it is an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers piled up all over the ground.Haggard and worn out, who can pick it up now?Watching the window, how can I be dark alone?The sycamore tree is also accompanied by drizzle, bit by bit at dusk.For the first time this time, what a word of worry! "

"Cai!!" The crowd burst into appalling cheers.

"Colorful, really colorful!"

"It's really hard to believe that such a beautiful poem was written by a woman."

"Yes, yes."

"Look at that sentence, looking for it, it's deserted, it's desolate, it's miserable."

"As soon as this sentence came out, my whole body exploded."

"Great talented girl, what's the name of your poem?" Someone shouted.

"Yes, what is it called?"

""Slow Voice"."

"What a name!" The crowd erupted.

"It's so lively, I'll write a poem too." Fan Zhongyan walked over, picked up a glass of wine, and said loudly:

"The scenery is different in the fall of the plug, and the geese in Hengyang go without paying attention. There are sounds from all sides, thousands of mountains, and the long smoke sets and the lonely city closes.

A glass of turbid wine is home for thousands of miles, and Yan Ran has no plan to return.The Qiang pipe is long and frosty all over the ground, people can't sleep, the general's white hair is crying for his husband's tears. "

"Okay, what a bad wine, a glass of home for thousands of miles!"

"color!"

At this moment, a loud shout came from a distance:

"The old man chatted about being a teenager, holding the yellow on the left, Qingcang on the right, the brocade hat, the sable fur, and the thousand horses riding on the Hiraoka. In order to report the Qingcheng, he followed the prefect, shot the tiger himself, and watched Sun Lang.

The wine is full of wine, the chest and gallbladder are still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so why not!Chijie Yunzhong, when will Feng Tang be dispatched?Will pull the eagle bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot Sirius. "

"Iron Crown Taoist Su Shi!" The crowd was in an uproar.

"It is said that he has another name, Su Dongpo!"

"He is a rare all-rounder. When I went to his house that time, I ate Dongpo pork. It was delicious!"

"Yes!" The crowd chattered.

Someone looked at Cao Zhi and laughed loudly:
"It is said that the Cao family is extremely talented, why not just write a poem?"

Cao Zhi stood up and said loudly: "Father, once wrote a poem "Duan Ge Xing"."

"Today, I will dedicate this poem to everyone."

"Singing to wine, how much life is there! Like the dew in the morning, the past days are bitter.

Generosity should be generous, and worries and thoughts are unforgettable.Why worry?Only Dukang. .”

"Okay, what a short song line, drinking wine as a song, how much life is, Cao Cao is worthy of being the head of the Cao family, he is full of anger!" Someone laughed.

"Poetry Immortal, Poetry Immortal!" Suddenly the crowd was in an uproar, shouting: "Poetry Immortal, Poetry Immortal!"

Li Bai saw that he couldn't escape, so he immediately picked up the wine and poured it into his mouth:
"Good wine!"

"Boom!" Li Bai put down the wine jar.

He took out a sword and wrote a poem on the pillar, and everyone was shocked when they saw it.

"Don't you see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

See you, Gaotangmingjing has white hair in sorrow, and the morning is like blue silk and snow in the evening.

Life is full of joy, so that the gold is empty for the moon.

I am born to be useful, and come back when my wealth is gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cows is fun, and you will have to drink three hundred cups.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will be drinking, not stop drinking.

A song with Junge, please listen to me.

Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won’t wake up after being drunk.

In ancient times, the saints and sages were lonely, and only the drinkers kept their names.

Five-colored horses, thousands of gold furs, Hu'er will exchange for wine,
Sell ​​the eternal sorrow with you. "

"Okay, okay!" the crowd laughed.

"As expected of Li Bai, the Poet Fairy!"

"Sister!" Several beautiful women looked at Li Qingzhao, and saw that Li Qingzhao was watching the song "Almost Wine" as if possessed, and muttered to himself.

Praise this poem, it can be called a masterpiece, and it can be passed down through the ages!
"His Majesty is here!"

"Your Majesty is coming!" The crowd hurriedly put down their wine glasses.

Qin Shihuang, Ye Xuan, Fu Su, Bai Qi, Li Si, Zhao Gao and others came.

The crowd worshiped and shouted: "Long live Your Majesty, long live, long live!"