Chapter 216: Persecution
Immediately, Liu Sanbian glanced at Liu Wanyuan, Liu Wanyuan nodded and said that he knew, and left the sub-seat, not knowing where he went.
"Why is Xiao Er's food serving so slowly, I didn't see that all of us have arrived. After Liu Wanyuan left, Liu Sanbian scolded Xiao Er.
"The guest food will be served soon, you wait a minute. Xiao Er wiped the sweat on his face with the towel around his neck and said.
"Brother Liu and Xiao Er are competing, come and have a drink. Xu Shilin picked up a glass of wine and said to Liu Sanbian.
At the same time, he said to Xiao Er: "What are you still doing standing here, don't hurry up and serve the food." ”
"Yes, yes, I'll serve the food right away. Xiao Er hurriedly retreated, the scholar just now had a big temper, if it wasn't for the scholar next to him who said this, otherwise he would have been scolded.
Liu Sanbian looked at Xu Shilin dissatisfied, but he still picked up the wine and drank a glass, although he was dissatisfied with Xu Shilin, but he didn't dare to say anything, because Xu Shilin's sister and father were the chief catcher of the Yamen, and now the officials of the Yamen in the ancient county town have suffered heavy casualties.
After Liu Sanchang's trouble, the dishes were quickly served, and everyone ate lively.
At this time, Liu Wanyuan also came back from outside, glanced at Liu San, sat down in his seat, and ate.
Liu Sanbian saw Liu Wanyuan's eyes, his heart settled, he came to Zhou An's side with a wine glass, squeezed a Xiucai next to Zhou An, sat there and said: "Brother Zhou, I have never had the opportunity to talk to you all this way, I have heard your name early, and I will toast you today." ”
Zhou An's eyes narrowed, he knew that Liu Sanbian didn't have a good impression of him because of Li Yuxuan, but now he toasted him, and he was courteous and stealing, but he didn't stretch out his hand and hit the smiling person, the surface article still had to be done, Zhou An said: "I still need Brother Liu to take care of him in the future." ”
The two of them had a drink at the same time.
Liu Sanbian picked up the wine jug and filled Zhou An's wine glass, then filled his own wine glass, and said to Zhou An: "Brother Zhou, I heard that you have made two poems that are unique, and I know that your poems are very good, so I want to compare my poems with you, and I want to learn more from you about the knowledge in poetry." ”
This sentence seemed a little low, and now Liu San was suspicious, and he really had a different purpose when he talked to himself.
"Praise, the poems I wrote are not very good, so I don't know much about poetry, if you want to ask others, I can't say anything. Zhou An is telling the truth, the poems he wrote are all from his previous life, if you really want to count it, his ability to write poems is not as good as some young children, so Zhou An refused.
"You are too modest, you can't compose poetry, who can compose poetry, but if you don't say it, I won't force it, I just hope that you will compose a poem now, so that we can look at it. Liu Sanbian said.
The original form of Liu Sanbian's words was revealed, Zhou An understood the meaning of Liu Sanbian, that is, he wanted to make himself a poem, if he couldn't make it, he would be ugly, but Liu Sanbian didn't know that he had poems from his previous life in his head, although there were not many, but they were all high-quality, as long as he chanted a poem, it would definitely be shocking, but now that the exam is imminent, Zhou An doesn't want to be so showy, so he doesn't want to compose a poem.
"Forget it, I can't make any good poems in the current situation, and I've blinded your eyes. Zhou An said.
"Don't, I've heard that Brother Zhou is the reincarnation of the poet saint, let's listen to it today, what peerless poems will be made in the mouth of the poet saint. Bei Gan said after drinking a glass of wine.
"Brother Zhou, let's write a poem, you see that we students are all waiting with blank eyes. Liu Wanyuan also said.
"You see everyone has said it, they all want you to make a poem, if you make a good poem, let these hillbillies in Baiquan County see it, the talent of our ancient county town is true, unlike those students in Baiquan County who have a vain name. Liu Sanbian said.
"You students from the ancient county town actually slandered us, and said that this kid was the reincarnation of a poet, and asked him to make a poem to scold us for being in vain, which is really arrogant. At a table not far away, two scholars were eating, and one of the scholars stood up and scolded angrily.
"With your students from a small place, you dare to speak so loudly, I don't know the height of the sky, our famous students in Baiquan County don't know everything, as long as you take out one, you can be subdued. At the other table, there were three scholars eating there, and one of them stood up and said loudly.
"Haven't you heard of Zhou An's poems? Xu Shilin said.
"What a poem, let us see and see. The scholar at the second table said with a sneer.
"Queqiao Immortal and four lines of poetry. Xu Shilin said.
These two poems, they have naturally heard of, is a genius made by the heirloom poems, although they have not seen this genius, but since they heard these two poems, they have always admired him, want to meet this genius, to see who made this peerless poem.
It's just that the student in front of them made it, they don't believe it, seeing that he is only seventeen or eighteen years old, how can he make peerless poems at such a young age.
Three scholars were at the same table, and another scholar stood up and said, "Unless he can compose poems of the same level, we will not believe it." ”
As soon as this sentence came out, it suddenly reached the depths of Liu Sanbian's heart, what he wanted was this effect, he didn't believe that Zhou An could make a poem in such a short period of time, he wanted to hit Zhou An's self-esteem hard, and then ......
In short, he wants to beat Zhou An into the endless abyss, so that he can't turn over, and he will never dare to talk to Li Yuxuan again.
Immediately, Liu Sanbian said: "Do it, Brother Zhou, let them see your poetry skills." ”
As soon as Liu Sanchang's words came out, everyone looked at Zhou An.
Zhou An was helpless, it seems that he has to do it, but what kind of poem do he want to make, Zhou An recalled the few poems in his mind, and after thinking about all the poems, Zhou An thought of a poem that was okay, but the poem was magnificent, and after Zhou An chanted, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold it.
Seeing Zhou An sitting there for a long time without saying a word, and not reciting poetry, at the table of the two scholars, both of them laughed, and one of the scholars said: "I can't do it, I saw your arrogant ability just now, I thought you could show a trace of ability, but now I see a group of little sheep constantly roaring at the wolves, when the wolves open their mouths, those sheep stop howling, which disappoints us too much." ”
"Who do you say can't do it, Brother Zhou, you make it for them to see. Liu San said in an angry voice.
Zhou An saw Liu San's change of posture, and smiled coldly, since you asked me to do it, I will do it, see how I slap you,
Then Zhou An said: "Then I have no choice but to sacrifice ugliness, I made this poem called Jiang Jinjiu." ”
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.
Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.
The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.
The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.
In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.
What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.
Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you.
As soon as this poem came out, the second floor of the restaurant immediately quieted down, and the needle drop could be heard, and everyone looked at Zhou An in a daze.
This poem was so shocking that not only did it smash the scholars at the two tables, but even the other diners sat there motionless, not to mention the nine people at Zhou An's three tables.
Li Yuxuan's expression when she looked at Zhou An at this time was speechless, she was also next to Zhou An when she chanted four lines of poetry, but she was not shocked by Zhou An's reading of this poem, as if it had reached her heart, as if it had reached her soul.
Liu Sanbian was also stunned, Zhou An's poem shocked him, this is a poem that has been passed down from generation to generation, and it is famous all over the world, even better than the two poems made by Zhou An before.