"It would be better to say that the entire Japanese poetry is just a poor imitation of Bai Juyi."
After the words fell, Izumo Aguo frowned slightly, a little unhappy. After all, he was the ancestor of Japanese kabuki, but he did not refute.
After all, what if what Kong Ming said is true?
Qin Liangyu said: "That Wuhou... Although you are an outstanding sergeant that even Master Zhang Liang admires, but your words are a bit, um..."
Qin Liangyu seemed to be looking for a suitable word.
Suddenly, the rest came back to their senses, stretched out their hands, and held the small hands of Qin Liangyu and Izumo Aguo at the same time.
"I understand what Marquis Wu means. It's just his disdain for the local Chinese nobles."
The young man gently touched the girls' palms with his fingers. Qin Liangyu's pretty face immediately turned crimson. Izumo Aguo pretended to be calm, but his ears were also a little shy.
"Bai Letian's poems often range from joy to sadness, with all kinds of romance in the front, describing the prosperous age of the Tang Dynasty, allowing people to get a glimpse of the longing for the prosperous age from the words of the poems."
"But what follows is mostly about all kinds of sorrows and tragedies in the world, that is, the suffering of the world."
"White poetry is extremely popular in Japan. It is a prominent learning among emperors, nobles, and literati. Countless people regard it as an idol. But they only read the first half of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and do not see the suffering of human beings in the second half. .”
"so……"
The rest looked at Wu Hou and nodded slightly, knowing that he wanted to save the world and bring peace to the world.
"These poems, which do not understand the sufferings of the world, are indeed unacceptable to Marquis Wu."
Hearing this, Izumo Aguo actually admired Kong Ming a little. In fact, she also disliked those nobles who did not know the secular arts, especially a certain emperor.
Kong Ming nodded. He was satisfied with the young man in front of him. Although he was forcibly dragged out to work, he was still much better than Adou after all.
At least he can fight better than Adou.
In addition, he is also smart.
Zhuge Kongming smiled with satisfaction and said: "I don't know if the emperor knows this, but the song of eternal regret by Lok Tian layman."
The remaining person suddenly remembered the fear of being asked to recite the full text, twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "I barely remember it."
"In the mud at the foot of Mawei slope, there is no place where Yuyan Kong died."
"Shangqiongbi falls to Huangquan, and the two places are nowhere to be seen."
"Suddenly I heard that there is a fairy mountain on the sea, and the mountain is in the midst of nothingness."
"One of them has a very real character, and his skin and appearance are all different."
Kong Ming recited a verse from "Song of Everlasting Sorrow", his eyebrows were raised confidently, and there was an inexplicable persuasiveness in his conversation and laughter.
"A poem by Lok Tin layman aroused the imagination of Japanese literati and poets."
"So, there is a legend that Concubine Yang did not seem to be in Maweipo, but faked her death to escape and traveled east to Japan."
"The fundamental reason is that Bai Letian's influence was too great. The Japanese regarded "Song of Everlasting Sorrow" as real history, so there is a saying that the fairy mountain refers to Japan."
After the words fell, Zhidu Nei's eyes narrowed slightly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his red lips opened slightly.
"Marquis Wu, regardless of whether the legend of Concubine Yang's eastward journey to Japan is true or not, judging from what you said and the current situation, I'm afraid that Concubine Yang's body is indeed here in this Lost Belt."
"The only question now is, what is so special about Concubine Yang's corpse that it can actually make the Golden Horde Khan immortal and become an immortal?"
This is the most crucial question.
However, Kong Ming suddenly smiled and said: "This is impossible to say..."
This time, there was a hint of displeasure in the corner of Yu Zhe's eyebrows, just because he hated the Riddler.
"Prime Minister, since this matter cannot be discussed, there is no need to say it!"
The rest bullied me and spoke harshly.
Kong Ming was in a daze for a moment, because the Prime Minister's title made him nostalgic, and then he heard it.
"Father, the most important thing now is to deal with the intruders and bring the servants here back to their senses."
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When Kong Ming heard this, he froze in place for a moment, smiling a little reluctantly.
"The emperor is very resolute."
"Forget it, let me just talk about the two intruders."
"One of them was a Confucian scholar. He was holding a hand-held jade flute. When he played it, there was wet, sticky and weird music in his ears, which made his scalp numb."
Kong Ming recalled the scene where El-Melloi II used his spiritual power to block the invaders together with Xiang Yu, Yu Ji, and King Lanling.
"At that time, the flute sounded, and Yu Ji's body suddenly seemed to be boiling and bubbling. The Overlord naturally shifted his attention and intended to help his wife."
After hearing this, the remaining person said softly: "It seems that the result is not good."
"Yes, Yu Ji's whole body exploded, and the rain of blood involved Xiang Yu and King Lanling. Especially Xiang Yu, who was hit head-on by a blow equivalent to a Noble Phantasm."
Kong Ming couldn't help but sigh. If he were to direct it himself, he would definitely not let Adako go.
Seeing him like this, the rest comforted him: "Don't worry, Mr. El-Melloi II, after all, he's just a few points behind."
Kong Ming nodded slightly.
"As for the other Taoist priest, he didn't have a magic weapon. He just punched out, as if he was beating a big drum. The invisible and formless drum sound echoed, sending many followers in the prison into frenzy."
This statement is very absurd, because in the prison, although most of them are Chinese and Japanese followers, there are also some strong people.
Seemingly noticing the suspicion of those present, Kong Ming added: "The sound of the drum was echoed by the remains of the immortal under the prison, which caused existences like the followers to fall into madness."
From this point of view, the most critical issue is the remains of the immortal hidden deep in the prison.
Thinking of this, the rest asked.
"Father, what should we do next?"
Because you look lonely: Chapter 183 is a hell ahead
In the dark tunnel, the remaining men and the girls headed deeper.
The rest and Izumo Aguo walked in the middle, Miyamoto Musashi and Okita Souji walked in front, holding swords on guard, Qin Liangyu and Nagao Kagetora were on his left and right, holding spears, followed by Atalanta and Shidunai.
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This is a novel experience, being surrounded by girls' guards, which others have never experienced before. After all, Yingjie and the goddess know very well the power of young people. It is the determination to move forward without relying on it, and it is the determination to never retreat. The bravery.
However, the followers seemed to have a different attitude.
Perhaps it was because they were accustomed to being relied on by others, or perhaps because the young man was seriously injured, they just surrounded him and moved forward.
"Well, Mr. Xian..." Qin Liangyu said, "Did something happen to Marquis Wu?"
Obviously, Kong Ming refused to go because "the old minister wants to preside over the stone formation here to trap these heroic spirits." Although it was a very normal reason, Qin Liangyu always felt that something was wrong.
Qin Liangyu said "ah" and waved his hand: "It's just that the spiritual foundation entrusted to me by the history of pan-humanity feels a little weird."
The girl's explanation came into his ears, and the remaining man gently touched the lines on his right arm with his left hand.
"It's just that the title 'Xiangfu' made him feel physically tired."
The boy's words were less ruthless and more gentle at this time.
After hearing this, General Secretary Okita suddenly looked back, raised his hand and said, "Okita knows this! I remember there seems to be a saying like 'A Dou who cannot be helped'."
The rest nodded and said, "It's not that Adou is useless, he's just too lazy and lacks ambition."
Since there was nothing to pursue and there was a great talent like Kong Ming, Adou seemed to be a little restless, so Kong Ming finally overworked and died on the way to the Northern Expedition.
The rest of them called Kong Ming "Xiangfu".
Shidunai couldn't help but smile: "You are really evil-minded."
Yu Zhe chuckled lightly and said: "I just want to teach these guys a lesson. After all, they seem to need me to do something, but they look mysterious."
"So let's give them a try!"
In short, the teenager hates the Riddler.
Nagao Kagetora suddenly said: "It seems that we have come to an end."
Shidunai stepped forward, observed carefully for a while, and nodded: "The road ahead is hidden by magic, and the technique is very strange. It is neither the basis of Western magic nor the Eastern thought magic."
call--!
A gust of cold wind blew in the narrow underground corridor, making people tremble unavoidably.
As the ice-like magic power spread, Shidunai nodded frequently.
"Sure enough, it's the power of an alien god."
Hearing this, the rest of the group asked curiously: "Who are the outer gods?"
Shidu Nei said: "It refers to evil gods originating from outside the earth. Many of them have malicious intentions."
"But according to this view, you, Yingjie, and the goddess of the outer universe are actually outer gods. Well, but this mainly refers to the gods of the past."
"That is, the alien gods related to the novel system [Cthulhu Mythos] by American writer Howard Philip Lovecraft."
The soft words of the goddess reached my ears.
The rest don't have much fear or surprise about those indescribable myths, just because there is a certain gap between the description of gods and the reality.
It can be used as a reference, but must not be relied upon.
The rest nodded slightly and said: "So, there used to be a road here, but now it is missing. It is precisely because of the power of the outer gods, so what should we do?"
Shidunai said calmly: "Well, if possible, use sufficient firepower to penetrate the ground directly."
She glanced at everyone and asked a question that went straight to her soul.
"Which of you knows that kind of treasure?"
The Noble Phantasm is the ultimate weapon of a Servant.
A material miracle, a hero's certificate held by the servant.
The most powerful weapon called "Noble Phantasm" is the crystallization of mankind's longing for a miracle, similar to magic.
It is an weapon built with human fantasy as its skeleton.
It is the weapon, symbol, and unique skill possessed by the servant. Of course, it is also an excellent weapon, and it may also be a certain skill.
Although the Noble Phantasm is full of monsters, what Shidunai needs now is a Noble Phantasm similar to the "Light Cannon".
It can penetrate the earth with one shot, open the cave, and let everyone enter the disappeared underground space.
"Miss Okita...can't light cannon..."
After the words fell, Okita Souji's eyes became distracted, as if he had lost his soul, and the rest could only comfort him.
At this time, other people also spoke.
"If my swordsmanship wants to split something, I can do it, but it will make a hole a hundred meters deep." Musashi pursed his lips and tilted his head, "Please spare me for that kind of thing."
"If that doesn't work, why not let Zanzaburo dig it."
Izumo Aguo blinked.
Qin Liangyu said: "I left a precious phantom in the history of pan-humanity, but it doesn't have that kind of function."
The rest couldn't help but sigh, and then felt something was wrong, because all the girls present looked at him.
"Uh... do you guys have any ideas?"
Nagao Kagetora smiled and said: "Don't you have that 'swish' sword of the God of War that destroys everything? Now is the time for us to see it."
"That won't work..." Yu Zhi shrugged helplessly.
When Zhidu Nei heard this, he was not surprised and seemed to smile but not smile.
"Have you discovered that your harem is not full of variety, and you are thinking of marrying a new servant~"
The corners of the rest's mouth twitched and they were speechless.
Just when the atmosphere was a little subtle, Atalanta, who had been following behind, spoke.
"Let me do it."
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