No one expected that after Liu Mang solved the food crisis, he would start to cause trouble.
"Poetry competition? Manger, what exactly do you want to do with these things?"
Guan Yu caressed his beautiful beard, not knowing Liu Mang's intention. At least in his impression, Shu Han and Cao Wei were hostile forces, and there was no need to use these false things.
"That's right! It's better to compete directly. I'll kill the sick cat, Xu Huang and others. This is justifiable!"
Zhang Fei was in a hurry. After all, holding this laborious poetry contest left Zhang Fei useless.
"Brothers, you might as well listen to His Highness's wishes first."
Zhao Yun has experienced all these things, and even Liu Mang is so powerful that he will never be aimless.
"This is a culture war!"
"Culture war is destruction without blood and conquest without sight. In terms of the purpose of war, it is the most thorough war and the highest level of war."
Seeing the mention of war, Guan and Zhang both widened their eyes. After all, what they are best at is fighting.
"Compared with traditional armed war, cultural war plays the function of war, embodies the rules of war, and shapes the results of war, but it does not see the smoke flying and the lives lost. It is a bloodless war."
"Culture war is also the highest level war in the ideological field. It exports one's own values through the strong dissemination of culture, accumulating quantitative changes and promoting qualitative changes."
"Silently alienating, cannibalizing, crushing and changing the enemy's beliefs to achieve the purpose of disintegrating the enemy's military and civilians."
Seeing what Liu Mang said was so miraculous, Zhang Fei acted like a curious baby.
After all, someone always has to ask “Why?”
"My nephew! Can you tell me briefly? I really don't understand what the culture war is!"
Zhang Fei scratched his head naively, Guan Yu and Zhao Yun also nodded, hoping Liu Mang would explain the reason.
Otherwise, such a vigorous poetry contest would definitely cost a lot of money.
Even if the current economic situation of Shu Han is optimistic, extravagance is not allowed in the country.
"To put it simply, one day, through cultural penetration, the second uncle, third uncle, and even my father will abandon the ideal of reviving the Han Dynasty."
"For example, the sky is dead, the yellow sky is standing, and the age of Jiazi is good, the world will be prosperous!"
"If the Yellow Turban Army succeeds in brainwashing people all over the world through the "Taiping Qingling Dao", is this a kind of culture war?"
"Without spending a single soldier, without seeing the smoke and blood, the goal of dismantling the opponent's military and civilians was achieved."
A trace of fear flashed in Guan Yu's eyes, and he recalled those Yellow Turbans who had been successfully brainwashed.
The fanatical believers among them are really not afraid of death!
"Eldest nephew! Then how do we destroy Cao Wei?"
"If Nao Shizi's cultural war works, I, Lao Zhang, will also learn how to write poetry!"
"When the time comes, Dou Shi will count me in!"
Seeing that Zhang Fei was interested, Liu Mang knew that this was something, after all, it was too bluffing to say.
"Uncle Third, actually, I think this culture war is more suitable for dealing with foreigners."
"This poetry competition is just to build up my cultural confidence as a big man."
"And take the opportunity to make a fortune from him! Think about food, clothing, housing, transportation, transportation, and fatigue, all of which cost money!"
Liu Mang chuckled, "On our side, it's enough for me to be here. After all, "Three Hundred Tang Poems" and "Eight Hundred Song Ci" must not be recited in vain!"
Guan Zhang and Zhao Yun were a little confused. They didn't know why their eldest nephew was talking nonsense again.
"Don't worry, leave everything to me!"
"It depends on whether Cao Wei and Sun Wu will accept the move!"
"I'm already so crazy, if they still want to be a coward, tsk tsk tsk!"
"Everyone in the world is watching!"
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Cao Wei, Luoyang.
Cao Pi looked a little annoyed. You can say that he is military-minded, narrow-minded, and not even a qualified emperor, but you can never say that he has no talent!
After all, "Yan Ge Xing" can be regarded as Cao Pi's representative masterpiece.
"Liu Changqing, you are really going too far!"
"You actually want to compete with me for poetry?"
"How has Jian'an's character ever fallen behind others?"
A flash of excitement flashed in Cao Pi's eyes. After all, he was not good at fighting.
"Your Majesty, I think this is Liu Mang's plan, don't believe it!"
Wang Lang took a step forward and said bluntly: "The Central Plains is so vast and rich in resources, why do we need to participate in the so-called grand meeting in Jingzhou?"
Before Wang Lang finished speaking, Hua Xin put forward a different opinion.
"Situ's words are wrong. If we, the Wei Dynasty, don't go to war, wouldn't we be afraid of the Shu Han?"
"The Central Plains nobles have countless learned and talented people. How can they be afraid of people from the countryside?"
"I hope your Majesty will send famous men to fight!"
There was no shortage of literati in the Cao Wei court, and this was Hua Xin's confidence.
"Your Majesty, you might as well send King Chen."
Sima Yi smiled sinisterly, Cao Zhi was still jealous of Cao Pi.
Rather than stay here and waste food, it is better to send him to Jingzhou to die.
It would be great if he could win. After all, Cao Zhi's poetic talent puts even Cao Pi to shame.
The Shu Han was so angry that he killed Cao Zhi, and the Wei Dynasty had an excuse to start another war.
Even more, Cao Zhi’s death can be used to boost morale!
If Cao Zhi loses, Cao Pi can also punish his brother by humiliating the country's character.
No loss at all!
Unfortunately, Sima Yi underestimated Cao Pi's vanity.
In particular, Cao Zhi's "Ode to the Goddess of Luo", despite its gorgeous rhetoric, is rumored to be written to Zhen Mi.
Liu Mang's generous character will definitely make a big fuss about it.
Cao Pi was afraid that something like this would happen, and he was even more afraid that Cao Zhi would become famous because of it.
"I, am I not talented in poetry?"
As soon as Cao Pi said this, the entire Cao Wei court was confused.
No one thought that Cao Pi would go into battle in person.
"Your Majesty is the best poet in the world!"
"Yes, yes, your Majesty's poems are a joy to read!"
"But Your Majesty, your dragon body is precious, so you can't go to Jingzhou easily!"
The ministers tried to persuade Cao Pi not to go to Xiangyang easily.
"What if Liu Mang has evil intentions?"
"I hope your Majesty will think twice before taking action!"
"Your Majesty, you might as well let me go and give it a try!"
Cao Pi sneered, he would not give the opportunity to become famous in the world to anyone!
"It doesn't matter! If Liu Mang dares to touch me, then he will be condemned by everyone in the world!"
"I am going to Jingzhou this time to tell the whole world that the Wei Dynasty is the destiny of destiny!"
"Why is there only one stone high in the world, and he, the Shu Han, only has nine fights? I will let Liu Mang take back these arrogant words personally!"
Seeing that Cao Pi had made up his mind, the ministers could only discuss and station troops in Wancheng to support Cao Pi at any time.
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Jiangdong, Jianye.
Sun Quan frowned. Although he had talents in Jiangdong, his poetic talents were very few.
"King Wu might as well go there in person. For the sake of his allies, his ranking will not be too low."
"Besides, we can also take this opportunity to ease our relationship with Liu Changqing."
Zhuge Jin sighed and could only make suggestions to Sun Quan.
