I Was a Poet in the Southern Song Dynasty

When I woke up, I became Xin Qiji whose shirt was stained with blood. He was holding the traitor's head in his hand, and behind him were fifty riding brothers. Jin Bing was laughing wildly: "Southern people are weak and only deserve to be dogs!" I blurted out: "Eight hundred miles under my command -" The whole army suddenly disappeared from hunger and became eager to fight. It turns out that just pronouncing my words can affect reality. When the Jin soldiers used the iron pagoda to crush the Song army, I loudly said: "The horse-made Lu Fei Kuai——" The war horse actually turned into a lightning charge. The Lord and the faction at court asked me to hand over my military power. I laughed: "I read the sword while I was drunk, and I dreamed about the horn-blowing company." Candlelights flickered automatically without wind, and swords filled the hall. The emperor was so frightened that he knocked over his wine glass: "Ai... What position do you want, Ai Qing?" Many years later, the Jin Kingdom's iron cavalry pressed into the territory, and the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty trembled. I wrote "Yong Yu Le" on the tower. When the last word was completed, the entire Yangtze River rolled up. It turns out that the highest state of words—— It's the words that follow the law.