Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

Liu Yu recited these sentences slowly. The study room was suddenly silent and one could hear a pin drop.

Wang Yun and Diao Chan both saw the shock in each other's eyes.

A poem can be written in seven steps.

This……

After much deliberation, Liu Yu finally took out Cao Cao's "The Turtle's Longevity".

The background of the creation of this poem "Turtle's Longevity" is that after Cao Cao defeated Yuan Shao, his son fled to Wuhuan and colluded with Wuhuan nobles to harass Cao Cao's rear many times.

In order to stabilize the rear, Cao Cao led the light cavalry and won a battle. He wrote this on his way back.

The original text has a total of seven sentences. Liu Yu cut off the beginning and the end and took out four sentences to use.

At that time, Cao Cao was already 53 years old, only a few years younger than Wang Yun was now.

Both of them are in high positions and have great ambitions.

I think this poem should be in line with Wang Yun’s mood at the time.

As Liu Yu expected, Wang Yun fell into deep thought after hearing himself recite these lines of poetry.

After a while, Wang Yun came back to his senses, but the shock on his face was still there.

Yunqi is a great talent. These lines of poetry are so appropriate to describe my current situation.

I am just like that thousand-mile horse. Although I am in my twilight years, I am still full of ambition and have the ambition to travel a thousand miles.

A person's life span does not depend entirely on fate. As long as you take proper care of yourself, you can prolong your life and live out your years in peace.

Wang Yun looked at Liu Yu with more and more passion in his eyes. If the poem "The Yangtze River Flows East" still left him with a trace of doubt, as soon as Liu Yu's poem came out, all the doubts in Wang Yun's heart had been swept away.

"Well, Yunqi's poem really appeals to me."

"My dear nephew, your talent is rare in ancient and modern times. He wrote this poem in just seven steps. I am afraid that such talent will be unprecedented."

A poem can be written in seven steps.

I really didn't notice it.

He knew that from ancient times to the present, only Cao Zijian, who was a master of all arts, had such talent.

Naturally, I cannot compare with Cao Zijian. He has real talent and knowledge. In just seven steps, he left behind a famous quote that will be passed down through the ages.

What I am doing can only be considered as reciting.

Diao Chan's expression of shock had not dissipated. She did not expect that Liu Yu could actually write it in such a short period of time, and more importantly, it was written so brilliantly, appropriately and fittingly.

This poem is in no way inferior to the poems and essays of the great scholars of that time.

She had never expected this kind of ending for the poem she had written.

She thought Liu Yu would refuse, and if he failed to refuse, he would find a chance to slip away. She even thought Liu Yu would use tricks like pretending to be sick or fainting, but who knew he could write a poem in just seven steps.

This poem begins with a thousand-mile horse, expressing the ambition to gallop thousands of miles even in old age, and the positive and enterprising attitude towards life.

Isn’t this exactly the situation my father is in now?

Diao Chan looked at the young man in front of her, feeling confused and unable to see through him.

Could it be that I had really seen it wrong? He was so quick-witted that he could actually turn into poetry within seven steps.

Are there really people like this in this world?

I have searched through all the history books but have never heard of such a person.

Somehow, she still found it a little hard to believe.

I don’t know if it’s my self-esteem that’s causing the problem, or something else.

Among the three, Xing'er was the calmest. Ever since she heard Liu Yu's explanation of Si Wuxie, she had a vague feeling that this young master was nothing like the rumors said.

How could a man who bullies men and women be so kind and smiling to a little girl?

She didn't understand poetry, but when she saw the shock on the faces of the master and the young lady, Xing'er knew that the poem written by Liu Yu was great.

Looking at Liu Yu's calm and unrestrained profile, Xing'er was delighted and a smile appeared on her face unconsciously.

I was right, he is really a perfect match for the lady.

Diao Chan looked at the young man in front of her, feeling a little lost.

In Diao Chan's trance, Wang Yun's voice sounded again.

"Can you think of a name for this poem, nephew?"

Liu Yu bowed and said, "I never thought of that. Since this is for your birthday, please give it a name."

Wang Yun stroked his beard with both hands, and the smile on his face became more and more intense.

"In that case, I would be disrespectful to refuse. My courtesy name is Zishi, and this poem was written for my birthday. Why not call it "Birthday Celebration for Zishi", what do you think, nephew?"

Congratulations to Master Zi on his birthday. This name seems a bit strange.

"It's up to you, uncle."

Wang Yun laughed heartily, his laughter full of joy.

"Since my dear nephew has no objection, let's do it. Liu Yu's poem is worthy of being passed down through the ages. By then, I will be famous for this poem. It is truly a blessing in life."

It has been passed down through the ages. So that's why. No wonder he left his name behind. This old man was so shameless that he wanted to leave a name for himself.

This operation made Liu Yu completely confused.

Liu Yu was stunned and speechless for a moment.

When Diao Chan heard what Wang Yun said, she was stunned and just stood there.

When did my father become so...

Wang Yun looked at the poem and the smile on his wrinkled face became even more intense.

"I will make several copies of this poem and show them to the guests on my birthday. Let them see my nephew's literary talent."

After saying this, he ignored them all and lowered his head, writing furiously.

After watching Wang Yun's actions, Liu Yu finally understood the thoughts of Wang Lun, Li Bai's biggest fan at the time.

Spend some of your own money to treat your idol to a meal, make sure he or she eats and drinks well. When your idol is happy, he or she will leave a poem, and your name will be passed down through the ages.

This deal is not a loss no matter how you look at it.

If it weren't for the poem "Presented to Wang Lun", who would have known that there was a man named Wang Lun during the prosperous Tang Dynasty.

She secretly looked at Liu Yu, but saw that Liu Yu was looking straight ahead at a corner of the study.

Diao Chan followed his gaze and saw a short knife placed quietly on the golden knife rack, with cloud patterns covering the entire scabbard.

Could this be the legendary Seven-Star Knife? It is said that there are seven materials on the blade: gold, silver, carnelian, colored glaze, crystal, coral and amber, arranged in the order of the Big Dipper, and the blade can cut through iron like mud.

Cao Cao borrowed this knife in the past. He tried to assassinate Dong Zhuo under the pretext of offering the knife. After failing, he pretended to offer the knife again and escaped.

After Dong Zhuo's death, the knife fell into the hands of Lu Bu. Later, Lu Bu was defeated by Cao Cao in Xiapi City, and he was also killed in Baimen Tower. The Seven-Star Knife fell into the hands of Cao Cao. Of course, it was not only the Seven-Star Knife that fell into Cao Cao's hands, but also the beautiful woman in front of him, Diao Chan.

After Wang Yun finished copying the poem, he saw Liu Yu's eyes resting on the Seven Star Knife.

He smiled slightly and said, "Does my dear nephew recognize this knife?"

Liu Yu bowed and replied, "It is said that my uncle's family has a seven-star sword, which can cut hair with a gust of wind and cut iron like mud. It is the best sword among all swords. I wonder if this is it?"

Wang Yun smiled and said, "Nephew, you are right. This is the sword. If you like it, you can come forward and take a look."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yu quickly stepped forward, picked up the Seven-Star Knife and examined it carefully.

Diao Chan asked Liu Yu to come forward with the original intention of making him reveal his true identity, but she did not expect that he was so quick-witted that he could compose a poem in seven steps.

Seeing that the topic had shifted to the Seven Star Sword, they lost interest.

After saluting the two of them, he turned and left.