Everyone had already looked at Li Ke. It seemed that Li Ke had some insights, but they just didn't know what shocking work the King of Qin would do next.
Yuan Tiangang stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Your Highness is indeed the chosen one. He is a peerless talent in both civil and military affairs."
Lao Hei: "My Highness follows His Majesty, and is both civil and military. So what if the family is a reclusive family? It is not completely defeated."
Lao Mo: "My family is a great man and a great talent. I, the children of the Mo family, must be completely determined. Under the leadership of the great man, we will definitely become the number one sect in the world."
Nan Ruxian: "I have underestimated this boy. It seems that my daughter is right to marry her."
Li Ke raised his eyes and looked up, and for a moment he forgot what the first sentence of "Horse Theory" was about?
What is it? What is it?
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At this time, the old man in the article finally recovered. The old man looked at Li Ke from the ground, humph, I asked you to be pretentious?
I finally thought of how to suppress your arrogance.
"There are Bole in the world, and then there are thousand-mile horses. Thousand-mile horses always exist, but Bole does not always exist, so even though there are famous horses..."
Before Mr. Wenzhong wrote his own article, he heard Li Ke start to write his second article. The first sentence was a masterpiece.
Damn it, is this even a big deal?
Then he listened carefully, and as he listened, he burst into tears. After all, he was not a thousand-mile horse, but he could only be buried in this hidden family for the rest of his life. His works could not be known to the world, nor could they become masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.
There is talent, but there is no stage to display it.
In fact, his real ideal is to live above the temple, to be a person below the nine-five-year-old, one person is above ten thousand people, and he can be a hero by scolding Fang Qiu.
It's a pity that his fate has long been imprisoned by the Hidden Family, and he can only be an unknown teacher, cultivating the next generation of figures for the Hidden Family.
And at this moment, whether it was the Eighteenth Cavalry of Yanyun or the young generals of the Two Hundred Youth Battalion, they were all shedding tears and looking at the tall figure in front of the mountain gate with red eyes.
"Your Highness Chitose..."
"Our current achievements are all due to His Highness's cultivation."
"Your Highness is our heaven and our earth..."
"Your Highness, you are our Bole..."
The young generals in the youth camp knelt on one knee one after another. They were originally unknown soldiers, or even black sheep. They relied on their family's influence to work as an aide in Chang'an City and oppressed the good.
Yes, it was the tall His Highness the King of Qin who brought them together and established the youth camp. Without His Highness the King of Qin, they would not be as successful as they are today.
"Your Highness, please accept our bows!"
Then came the children of the Mohist family. Today, the Mohist family has declined. Among the hundreds of disciples, they can only live in the organ city of the Mohist family.
Even if he takes office, or if he takes office, he cannot reverse this dead situation. The children of the Mo family are also passionate men who want to serve the country, but they have empty ideals but cannot realize them.
But His Highness the King of Qin led them to realize their ideals, put their knowledge to use, and gained recognition from people all over the world.
Their Mohist technology played an irreplaceable role in this war. Under the guidance of the giant, they created all kinds of things and even changed this era.
This society has advanced for more than a hundred years. The Mohists are a key step in social progress and should leave a mark in the history books.
During the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, the Mohists came out to help the Tang Empire completely defeat the Western Turks and bring the entire Western Region into the territory of the Tang Dynasty.
During the Zhenguan period, the technology of the Tang Dynasty was qualitatively developed and improved, and the people's lives became better and better. The improvement of technology caused changes in productivity, and the Tang Dynasty completely entered a prosperous age.
A thousand men of the Mohist family knelt down on one knee and shouted: "Big man, big man, big man..."
Two thousand Tiance troops also dismounted and knelt on one knee. King Qin didn't like them. Even in this battle to destroy the country, what could happen to their Tiance troops?
And their Tiance Army may still be staying in the mountains of the Qinling Mountains and will never be reused, because the existence of the Tiance Army is to guard Chang'an City and prevent the Yang family in the south from causing rebellion.
But now, every one of them alive has made great achievements in battle, and that person doesn't have dozens of heads in his hands?
Even for dead brothers, the generous pension is enough for their families to have enough food and clothing, and they may even become masters.
"Your Highness Chitose..."
Everyone knelt down on one knee and thanked the Bole in front of them for leading them to realize their goals in life and the meaning of life.
Li Ke didn't expect that the "Mo Shuo" he plagiarized would be so miraculous that it would make these subordinates express their loyalty again.
However, this also shows from the side that the article "Ma Shuo" is the most suitable to read at this moment.
"Everyone, you are all a thousand-mile horse. Only this king will find you and give you a stage for development. If you are not a thousand-mile horse, even if I am a Bole, I will not be able to get along with you."
Mr. Wenzhong, looking at this, was completely desperate. He had never thought that just one article could be recognized by so many people, even himself!
In other words, this article expresses the voices of many people.
It is truly a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation!
"Mr. Wenzhong, it's your turn..."
"I……"
"I am not as good as you, I will admit defeat."
"Ha, if you admit defeat, it means that the winner loses. You have to know that I have already won the martial arts fight before, and with this literary skill, if I win again, there is no need to continue the competition."
Mr. Wenzhong's cheeks turned red from suppressing his emotions, and he quickly ran to the old lady.
The old lady's face was also very pale. It seemed that this little thing, King Qin, really had two skills. He was both civil and military. He was really powerful.
Even Ying Ying, the first born, sighed again and again. When the second son grows up, he will definitely be the master of the world.
Even the sages of the past generations may not have been able to write these two articles.
"He really is a hero from a young age."
"I have to admire you!"
"Great Protector, are you the protector of the winner or the protector of King Qin? If you admire him, then you can follow him. Let us, the winner, admit defeat and let King Qin directly enter the clan."
"Old lady, please forgive me. I was too shocked."
Then Mr. Wenzhong appeared next to him: "Old lady, in terms of writing, I am incompetent. I'm afraid I can't compare with you!"
"This guy speaks his mind well. He is so talented and has such a great plan. I am ashamed of myself!"
"I have never seen such a genius..."
Wen Zhong saw that the old lady was about to fly into a rage, and immediately said: "Old lady, if he is good at writing, he may not necessarily be good at poetry."
"I will compete with him in poetry."
Nowadays, poetry is still not very popular among upper-class people. Most of it is popular among brothels in the city. People like nobles and royal families are composing poems, let alone these reclusive families.
"Okay, don't let me down this time, otherwise you will be the winner from now on."
Mr. Wenzhong is so angry!
It was you who kidnapped me in the first place. I have been working as a cow and a horse all my life. When I die, I will be kicked out by you, the winner.
But at this moment, Mr. Wenzhong did not dare to speak his mind, for fear that these murderous guys would kill him.
"Then I will go and compete with King Qin."
Ying Chusheng nodded. The article had failed, but actually the winner also lost. When compared to poetry, the King of Qin just pitied the winner. If he failed to compare to poetry, the winner would lose his face.
I hope that poetry can win!
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