Of course, Thangka was the one who called the most joyful, and said at the end: "If this old man Lu knew that there would be such a fairy-like woman surnamed Lu in later generations, and he would definitely tremble with surprise when he performed his "Dongguan" so eloquently!" ”

"Hahaha!" The old man couldn't stop laughing: "Yes, yes, yes! That's really the case, if you really go up forty or fifty generations, our surname Lu and Lu You's surname Lu are really quite related, maybe it's really the same clan! ”

"If you have fate, you should cherish it!" Aunt Xiaomei raised the wine bowl at the right time: "Let's drink a bowl together for Qing'er's wonderful show, shall we?" ”

"Good! Drink a bowl! And they all applauded, and they raised their bowls and drank them all. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But then, it's time for the thangka to sit on pins and needles. Obviously, everyone has put on a show, and it's up to him to be alone. Moreover, they have now drunk three bowls in a row, equaling him. Therefore, he no longer has any privileges, so he can only bite the bullet.

But what kind of show is good to perform? He really hadn't thought about it.

Just as they were thinking about it, the three of them had turned their eyes to him. Qing'er, in particular, kept snorting at him.

He smiled and picked up the wine bowl: "It's time for me to come out of the show, right?" To tell you the truth, I've been thinking about it in my head, you just memorized Lu You's three songs of the same name "Dongguan", but there is no fourth song, what should I do? ”

"Haha!" Everyone laughed, especially Qing'er, who smiled very happily: "Listen to what you mean, it's because the three of us memorized all three songs and gave you a problem, right?" ”

"No, no, no!" He hurriedly waved his hand: "I just can't think of any poems that would be more appropriate than these three consecutive works?" I can't even think of it when I break my head! ”

"Hahaha!" The old man smiled: "Thangka, don't rack your brains too much, this is a game that seeks to have fun." As long as you feel good, you can perform anything, and you don't necessarily have to memorize poems. For example, if you sing a song or dance, if you can't do it, just tell a joke or a joke! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Qing'er took over the conversation at this time: "Just let him tell the joke, he has a lot in his stomach." There are all kinds of meat and vegetarian food, and they are all laughing at the dead. ”

"Hey, hey!" He smiled and shook his head: "It's not appropriate to tell a joke about such an elegant party today. That's it, just now the old man spoke and gave me some tips, just take it easy. Since that's the case, I won't worry too much about the next three songs, I'll recite a song of Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" for you, okay? ”

"Good!" Aunt Xiaomei and Qing'er applauded loudly, and the old man even exclaimed: "Good boy! Okay! Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" is not short, and it takes real kung fu to be able to memorize it. And, it's just right for the occasion! Come on, come on! Let's look forward to it! ”

He was no longer modest, nodded, picked up a bowl of wine as a prop, and started this majestic song "Will Enter the Wine".

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.

Just recited these two sentences, it won a full house, and the old man applauded repeatedly: "Good! Well recited! There is momentum! ”

In fact, at the beginning, he still didn't completely let go, and restrained a little. After all, this is not in Xijing, and it is different from the original Zhang Luo's dinners, they are all top masters, so it's better to hug a little.

However, after receiving the old man's loud encouragement, he became a little bolder, his expression was more focused, and he began to enter the artistic conception of Li Bai's indulgence in drinking.

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.

The applause rang out again, this time, it was even more enthusiastic than just now, and it was all heartfelt at first glance, and Qing'er even slapped her hands red.

But he didn't realize it, and gradually walked into the place of selflessness.

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.

At this point, I have already begun to have a feeling of singing.

I think it is precisely in this way, why the ancients called it "poetry", there is a meaning. From the earliest Yuefu, poetry was used to sing praises to music, which required both correct tone and intonation. Therefore, the feeling of being able to find a song from the poem is excellent.

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.

Singing these three sentences, the atmosphere of the scene suddenly entered a peak.

The last sentence, and the most classic one, is coming.

He paused slightly, took a deep breath, and sang this classic phrase in its most classic form.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the old man and others also seemed to be greatly infected, and they even spoke out one after another to make peace with him. The last sentence turned out to be a chorus of chorus.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you!

"Good! That's great! After the recitation, the applause lasted for a long time.

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Yikes! That's amazing! Even Aunt Xiaomei did not hesitate to praise words: "I said that we Qing'er, such an excellent girl, why did we follow you so willingly, and still obey your words." It seems that there is indeed a real ability, like one, must praise one! ”

"Thank you, Aunt Xiaomei!" He hurriedly responded: "I'm just a class with an axe, Qing'er's strength is far above me." She fell in love with me, and it was a blessing from my previous life! ”

"Hahaha!" Qing'er smiled: "The response is quite fast!" However, this modesty sounds a little fake, since it is Aunt Xiaomei who praises you, then you listen to it, don't deliberately shirk, push all the good on me! ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" He nodded in response, and then winked at the old man and Aunt Xiaomei: "Look, which of the two of us listens to whom, you can see it at a glance!" ”

"Hahaha!" The old man smiled: "Listen to women, you can't be wrong!" My point of view is the same as that of your Aunt Xiaomei. Thangka, this kid, is really talented, and he didn't dig deep enough when he came last time. Today's song "Will Enter the Wine" is really impressive. I see, if you Xijing organize some kind of poetry club and recitation group or something, you kid can go and be the leader, and you will definitely not starve to death! ”

"Huh!" He laughed: "Then I will take your words as a holy decree, if they don't let me be the president or head of the group, or don't give me a salary, I will say that you said that you must give me this money!" ”

"Okay!" Qing'er smiled and quipped beside her: "You're still lying to your father, right?" ”

"Girl! All right! The old man smiled and waved his hand: "This is not called falsehood, this is called humor." You kid, just follow you, if they don't let you be the head of the regiment, you mention me, and I will be your guarantor! If you really can't do it, let you also choose to give you the next appointment notice, so that you can concurrently serve as a permanent director of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles or something, is this okay? ”

He smiled: "Okay! Thank you Dad! But, then again, it looks like I've been training hard lately, but I know that there's a lot of water in it. Moreover, they are all some old pedants, although they recognized you as the head of the regiment at the beginning, but they are all sharp-eyed, if they don't have any real skills, only a few days later, they see the fox's tail, then they will be knocked out of the door! ”

"Hahaha!" The old man laughed: "Good, good! It's good to have this self-knowledge! Come on, come on! Let's do one together, for the sake of Thangka's song "Will Enter the Wine"! ”

"Good! Done! "Everyone touched each other with bowls and drank it together.

"Alright!" The old man continued: "Now we have equalized the wine and recited the poems. Now, it's time to move on to a lighter show, right? ”

Okay! There are also shows, it seems that the family banquet of this high-end family is really rich.

Aunt Xiaomei took over the conversation: "Yes!" Next, it's time to move on to another link, say something interesting, but not too vulgar, just name this link Yaqu, how about it? ”

"Hmmm! Fun! This is good! The old man nodded again and again: "It's elegant and interesting, and it goes hand in hand." So who do we start with this time? ”

Aunt Xiaomei smiled and pointed to the thangka: "The order in which we recited the poems just now seems to be according to the amount of wine." So, thangka was the last one to say. Now, let's do it the other way around, and let Thangka say it first, okay? ”

"Good!" Everyone responded.

Thangka was quite surprised, he was pouring wine for everyone at this time, and when he heard Aunt Xiaomei ordering his own general, he was puzzled at the time: "Aunt Xiaomei, isn't it, I just finished reciting." ”

Aunt Xiaomei remained silent and smiled slightly: "Just now, that round has passed, isn't it time to start a new round?" Yaqu, it's up to you to start, don't worry, if you think there's anything funny or funny, just say it to everyone! ”

After finishing speaking, Aunt Xiaomei blinked quickly and glanced at Qing'er with pity.

He immediately understood that Aunt Xiaomei was doing himself a favor. Just before reciting "Will Enter the Sprinkling", the three of them, one of them memorized a song "Dongguan", which is equivalent to making themselves have no choice but to passively accept. This time, let yourself say it first, just to eliminate this follow-up pressure, choose the direction to start, anyway, this time she is the one who finishes in the back, no matter how difficult it is, there is her!

He cast a grateful glance at Aunt Xiaomei, and after a little thought, he really thought of a few interesting allusions in literature and history.

So, he stood up with a smile: "Okay! Since Aunt Xiaomei is ordered, then I might as well be respectful! What's the best thing to say, since the three of you love Lu Fangweng, then I'll tell you a story about the Song Dynasty. ”

"Oh?" When everyone heard this, they immediately became interested: "The Song Dynasty is good!" Let's talk about the Song Dynasty! ”

"Hmm!" He nodded: "When it comes to the history of the Song Dynasty, I don't care about anything else, it's actually because of a magical marriage!" ”

As soon as his words fell, Qing'er and the others immediately showed surprise and expressed great interest. Especially Qing'er is the most, her eyes are as big as copper bells.

He smiled slightly and paused deliberately: "Have you heard of this topic beforehand?" If not, I dare to continue! ”

Actually, when he said this, he wanted to stir up the atmosphere again and make it more interesting, but he never thought that Qing'er would raise her hand at this time.

He frowned slightly, signaling that she could speak: "What?" Qing'er, have you heard this beforehand? ”