Send Zhang Zhe to Shuofang to answer the system (a poem by Liu Xianshi)
Life will choose the year of Qi, and success will be complete.
The glorious Wancheng preserves, and the powerful second court announces.
In the middle of the road there are drums and horns, and in the wilderness there are banners.
Push the food chefs to, pour the fermented rice wine to pass on.
The cool wind blows through the wild goose garden, killing the chickens.
Divide the speed, how far, how far.
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