If it doesn't stop, then there will still be a bright and prosperous road ahead."

Liu Dazhong blurted out: "I dare to ask the officials, how can we make the world's wealth grow and increase, and how can we take this prosperous road?"

"Of course it's Yuan Xue." Zhao Jiu looked back again.

Liu Dazhong responded in astonishment.

And Zhao Jiu suddenly smiled like a flower: "Liu Qing doesn't think that my admiration for Yuanxue is just to suppress Taoism and the old party, right? I'll tell you the truth, I really believe in Yuanxue, and I really have the hope of the world."

To seek truth from facts and focus on utilitarian principles."

After saying that, Zhao Jiu saw that the other party was finally speechless and just stood there sullenly, dragging his sword and continuing to walk back. When he got to the back of the case, he felt a little bored, so he simply stopped sitting and carried the West Lake Wanjia on his back.

Under the lights, many worried and suspicious people at the foot of Phoenix Mountain dragged their swords upward, preparing to return to the palace.

The surrounding ministers and Ban Zhi quickly abandoned the banquet and followed suit. However, unexpectedly, at this moment, the crows that had been frightened away before finally returned to their nests... Countless crows kept making noisy noises, gathering from all directions and returning.

Phoenix Mountains.

Zhao Jiu stood there and saw that the crows above his head were overwhelming, almost covering the entire moon. He also found it interesting. Then his mood suddenly changed, and he had a bad taste. He dragged his sword up the mountain road with his hand behind his back, and the sword blade made a crisp sound when it slapped the stone steps.

There was a sound, and at the same time he started to mutter something.

And the sound is getting louder and louder, and the tone is impassioned but also slightly joking, so that under the Fenghuang Mountain where there is only the sound of elegant birds, it can be clearly heard, but it is the "Dan Ge Xing" that Cao Mengde sang when he tried to go to Jiangnan.

.

The poem says:

"Wine and song, life geometry!

Just like morning dew, it will be more painful every day when it goes away.

Generosity should be shown as generosity, and sorrow should be unforgettable.

How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang.

Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin.

But for your sake, I still ponder it.

Yo yo, the deer roars, eating the apples in the wild.

I have guests, harp blowing Sheng.

It's as bright as the moon, when can I break it?

Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off.

The more unfamiliar you are, the more you cross the border, the more useless you are.

Let's talk about it? I miss old kindness in my heart.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the magpies fly south.

Three twists and turns around the tree, where is the branch to lean on?

The mountains never get too high and the sea never gets too deep.

The Duke of Zhou vomits food, and the world returns to its heart."

By the end of the sentence, it had actually gradually become unheard as Zhao Guan's family moved into the palace. But maybe because everyone knew the poem, the people at the foot of Fenghuang Mountain still followed the official's voice and made up their minds.

Out of all the verses.

This can be regarded as the emperor dragging his sword and composing poems, and he can play it again when he returns home.

The educated people in the southeast probably all had this idea.

PS: Thank you to the new leader, I, the plant, despise zombies! I will continue to wish you all a happy new year.

By the way... I feel like I haven't had a recurrence of urticaria for several years, but suddenly, and I don't know why, it recurred. Then I was restless the whole time, and couldn't help but scratch it every five minutes, all over my body.
Chapter completed!