Chuan Qiuyu is in trouble, how can he chant poetry against him, usually a few words of oil on the 3000rd Road of Lou is still about the same, to this real knife and real gun, his heart is also empty.

Lou 3,000 only to see that 300 jars of wine failed to drink the Sichuan Qiuyu down, playing drunk, really unwilling, to this situation, chanting poetry against him, he came to the interest, look at this Sichuan Qiuyu can chant a very monkey to pick up the ears.

Lou Sanqian is really bad, just look at the autumn rain in Sichuan and the ugly, a belly of grass.

Chuan Qiuyu hesitated, and Yu Shan in the audience shouted: "Brother, I look at your face like a showman, treat him well, raise your eyebrows." ”

There was a round of applause from the audience.

frowned, and suddenly, Chuan Qiuyu suddenly realized, and after hearing Yu Shan's words, he seemed to be empowered. On the way to Xianming before, he did meet a show and was robbed by a roadblocker, Xiucai left, and the mountain bandit ran away, but he left a 'Selected Poems'.

I haven't read it, but let's take a look.

It is a shocking chapter, the words are beautiful, and the mountains and rivers are hidden between the lines, breathtaking.

Chuan Qiuyu shook his head and admired it, with a light smile on his face, and finally turned the fourth article, which was the right time.

Reading to the end, lingering, he learned the appearance of the people in the article, carried a jar of wine in one hand, drank it all, the throat was still dry, not enough, and then an altar.

These several jars of wine, are all drunk, not a small cup of drinking, in the blink of an eye, there are four or five points of drunkenness, the dragon walks and walks slowly, around the stage slowly, the audience is silent, the red lady's eyes on the stage are like stars, Mu Songzi rolled his eyes, disapproving.

Just listen to what he has to say:

“

You don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop. ”

All were shocked.

The mountain rain is about to come, the wind is full of buildings, full of stagnant spirits, just its momentum, rushing and bursting are like rivers and rivers, unstoppable, and ups and downs, drastic changes.

After Chuan Qiuyu read out the last sentence, he caught a glimpse of a small book, which wrote: "How can mortals compare with the immortals in the poem and bow to the ground." "Thinking about it, this Xiucai is also a five-body throw that admires the original work of this poem.

The matchmaker looked sideways at Chuan Qiuyu, her face was cloudy, her eyes flickered, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Lou Sanqian, with a smile on the wind, is the same here, the appearance of the autumn rain in the autumn of the river and the head to eat the wine in the jar really has a few tens of thousands of people admired, the mouth is full of breath and heart, seeing the cold and warm people in the world, with compassion in the sky. For a moment, Lou Sanqian almost felt that he had returned to the day a thousand years ago, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and he was in the dust, trapped three thousand immortals with one hand.

Can he boast of the autumn rain?

"Rotten boy, he beat him crookedly again. It's fucking hot. "This is what Lou Sanqian should say. Xiaofeng continued: "In my opinion, this young man's true nature should be like this, jealousy and hatred, and he dares to fight against ten thousand people immediately. The old man really didn't look at the wrong person, unlike some people who sell their fame and reputation, the princess sells melons, and spends the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain. Lou Sanqian snorted coldly, not scolding with Hanxiaofeng, he couldn't beat him in close combat, and he begged for hardship.

At this moment, the sound of the pipa was heard, but only the sound was heard, but no one was seen.

Looking upwards, a woman appeared on the fourth floor, the woman with a purple veil on her face, holding a pipa in her hand, pressing the strings with her left hand and plucking it with her right hand.

Chuan Qiuyu borrowed the wine, lifted a jar again, ate it all in one bite, was slightly drunk, took off the hairpin with one hand, and distributed the cloak and shook it three times in one step.

Bow your head and close your eyes, motionless, listen to the things in the song, and look for the people in the song.

The head of the river, under the moon, on the blue boat. A lonely woman, with a pipa in her hand, the sound of the song is faint, she said that she was worried and listened to the river breeze late, the river wind was incomprehensible, blowing, whirring, and never took away a trace of sorrow.

"The red lotus fragrance remnants of the jade in autumn. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go on the Lanzhou alone. Who in the clouds sends the brocade book, when the goose word returns, the moon is full in the west building.

The flowers float and the water flows freely. One lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart. ”

Chuan Qiuyu felt when he heard this, and he happened to flip through a place, and there were such immortal words on it, which was called.

The woman slowed down, and Fang fell the last step of the flower and tree ladder, and the autumn rain in Sichuan was about to stop, and she was suddenly stunned.

Since I am reciting poetry, what is wrong with me chanting other people's words? The skill is shocking, but after suffering from the wood pine nuts that have just been suffocated, he only feels offended, and his face is gone. If he knew that these were not made by Chuan Qiuyu, he didn't know how he would feel. But he had no time to take care of these, and there was only one stunner in his eyes, and that was the woman with a lute in her hand on the four floors, presumably she was the Oiran.

Sure enough, she walked in front of the matchmaker, owed, and said, "The matchmaker." The matchmaker smiled back: "Yutong, it's just right to come." ”

The matchmaker who was just about to tell the two sons who came to find her was preempted by Yutong, and she giggled: "Matchmaker, I'm looking carefully at the top." After that, he raised his hand and pointed to the four-story pavilion.

"In this case, the wine of the two sons has passed, the text has been compared, Yutong, you choose. Yutong, who had pulled the red lady's cloud sleeves, responded softly: "Hmm." ”

looked at the two sons carefully, and for some reason, I always felt that she had a smile.

Aside from holding the arm of the matchmaker, he walked towards the two, and the people in the audience sighed, not knowing how to choose this drunken flower Lou Oiran.

It is a clear-eyed person who can see that Mu Songzi is a gentleman, and he is used to it, but it has a fog hidden behind it. Looking at the little-known Chuan Qiuyu, everyone didn't even know his surname, but they all knew that he was elected. I just don't know, what choice will Oiran Yutong make?

Ahead of the best.

Yutong took small steps and finally came to Chuan Qiuyu, everyone smiled, but unexpectedly, Yutong did not stop, after he went to the side of the wood pine nuts, wood pine nuts have already woken up, look at this rain Tong towards him, the heart is beautiful, the crotch of the pants is shy, towards the Sichuan Qiuyu to throw a look, full of sarcasm, the audience sighed, the heart said: "After all, it is not the enemy of the force." "Yushan is the most godless.

Yutong smiled lightly, and when he came to him, the purple yarn couldn't go, so he owed first, and then said: "Mu Gongzi, the little girl has made amends." "Say goodbye and bow again.

Seeing that Yutong ignored him, Lianbu moved lightly to Chuan Qiuyu, took the altar wine in his hand, poured a glass, and drank it all, his meaning is needless to say.

The wood pine nut is close to madness, and it is trying its best to suppress it.

Suddenly, Yu Shan from the audience called: "I'll just say, I must choose my brother." My brother is Wu Ke and the world, and he is only eight fights. It's not like others who rely on their family background to have no one in their eyes, and they all write poems about birds. "He is also a man of temperament, and when he came, he raised his eyebrows for this autumn rain. Second, I was uncomfortable looking at the pine nuts.

Mu Songzi has gone crazy, his eyes are about to split, and he said: "I can't bear it, I deceive people too much." In other words, he is holding a long sword at his waist, stepping on the air with one foot and stabbing towards Yushan, the sword is exposed, this is rushing to kill.

Although Chuan Qiuyu never spoke, he could see that Mu Songzi had repeatedly provoked him, and he was really hateful, and he still wanted to kill people?

Immediately, Chuan Qiuyu came out with a palm, this side of the world was a small shock, broke through the air, and took the sword of Fang Cai Mu Songzi with his bare hands, and the people in the audience panicked and gathered into a ball, still afraid, and squeezed back. But no one wants to get out of the drunken flower building for half a step, and no one wants to be wrong about this kind of good show, right?

Miss Yutong hurriedly pinched the hem of her skirt and ran towards Hua Niang, who smiled: "It's okay, let's see what kind of ability this young man has." ”

[To be continued.] 】