The two poems in succession are not made indiscriminately, he has an obvious purpose. net

This time, the talented man met Mu Qianjun in the lake, and Feng Jueyu seemed to feel that there was a lot of stories about this person.

At the same time, although Mu Qianjun did not tell his origin and origin, he also did not ask where Feng Jueyu came from.

As the so-called hero doesn't ask where he comes from, from this point, Feng Jueyu feels that Mu Qianjun is not an ordinary person.

After touching it little by little, Feng Jueyu found that Mu Qianjun was honest and upright, and there was no falsehood in treating others, and although he was heroic and elegant, there was a faint heroism in his bones, as if he had the iron-blooded breath of a soldier.

What's more, Feng Jueyu knew that Mu Qianjun was definitely a powerful martial artist, and this point could be detected from the blood qi emanating from his body, and this person must have been fighting in the killing field for many years, and the rich blood qi accumulated bit by bit was not comparable to ordinary soldiers.

Feng Jueyu admires two kinds of people the most in his life,

One is a clean and honest person with clean sleeves and uprightness.

The other is an iron-blooded soldier who can sacrifice his life for the country and die.

Mu Qianjun's body was exuding the same aura as the latter, and in this way, Feng Jue Yu had the heart to make friends......

Then, he used a song "Happy Talents in Spring to Meet Tiannan" to express his heart of friendship with the beautiful scenery of Xilin, and regarded Mu Qianjun as a friend......

Subsequently, in order to confirm the identity of Mu Qianjun that he guessed in his heart, he deliberately wrote down Liangzhou Ci without changing at all, this heroic and incomparable famous sentence through the ages, just to see Mu Qianjun's reaction.

Grape wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa immediately urge. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people came back to fight in ancient times?

The poem depicts the scene of the people on the expedition drinking and getting drunk. Suddenly took a sharp turn, and immediately the pipa urged people to go on the expedition, and the soldiers held high the spirits in the bowl without fear, even if they were drunk and died on the battlefield, please don't laugh at our madness, the ancient war, a few people can return to their hometown.

This poem completely touched the hearts of people like Mu Qianjun, who fought on the battlefield, his life was not his last resort, and he could die in a pool of blood at any time. And what soldiers miss most is their hometown, but few of them can go home as they wish.

This poem completely tells the suffering of the soldiers, and it is full of passion and generosity to go to righteousness, how can Mu Qianjun not be moved.

Don't say that Mu Qianjun, even Xiaobi and Xiaolian saw it, and they were also teary-eyed and deeply touched......

Therefore, Mu Qianjun said these words, and regarded Feng Jueyu as a lifelong bosom friend and a best friend in life.

It must be known that the heroism of the soldiers with a bowl of wine was originally a heroic performance, and Mu Qianjun treated Feng Jieyu in this way, which regarded him as a brother who had passed his life.

Feng Jueyu is a person who is not easy to be emotional, but after experiencing a time travel, his state of mind has undergone a fundamental change, if he can become a brother with someone like Mu Qianjun, it will not be in vain to come to this other world.

"Okay, we're going to get drunk today. Feng Jueyu also came to the spiritual head, drank the wine in the cup and replaced it with a big bowl, and said to Xiaobi: "Girls, pick up the poems ......"

After drinking it in one gulp, Feng Jueyu's "poems" flourished, and one by one famous sentences passed out of his hands......

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Approaching night, the bright moon hangs high, and the large moon disk on Xilin Lake is in the middle, and a long lantern line is pulled up on the lake, illuminating the wide Xilin as bright as day.

In the square along the lake, the dragon and lion dance brigades have already traveled, beating gongs and drums, making noise, going door to door and bursting firecrackers to ascend to the sky, and blowing up fire trees and silver flowers in the gloomy sky......

The entire Tiannan Empire seems to be celebrating with the whole country, and it is not much worse than the New Year's Festival, especially on Xilin Lake, where boats of all sizes move slowly, and the lake is full of lotus lanterns made wishes by beautiful people.

The time was late at night, but the hustle and bustle on the lake did not stop at all, but because Feng Jueyu and Mu Qianjun pushed the cup to change the lamp, the poetry meeting was pushed to a climax.

In the afternoon, a jar of liquor was sent to the 138 boat, Feng Jueyu and Mu Qianjun opened the respect, drank happily, and the more they drank, the more Feng Jueyu wrote, and a good sentence that has been passed down through the ages has become the focus of attention of the talented and beautiful people of this poetry meeting......

The road is long, and I will go up and down to seek......

The whole world is turbid, I am alone, everyone is drunk, and I am sober......

Turbid wine is difficult to sell the tears of the country, and when it is saved, it should be out of the crowd......

There will be times when the wind and waves will be long, and the clouds will sail into the sea......

Since ancient times, who has not died, leaving Dan to take care of the sweat......

I am not afraid of broken bones, I want to leave it white in the world......

No matter which of these poems is a witty sentence, it is undoubtedly the pinnacle of work, Feng Jueyu can't remember how much he wrote, he only knows that as long as there is no wine, he will write a poem and throw it out, and then Xiaobi and Xiaolian will send countless spirits into the cabin for the two of them to enjoy.

At first, Xiaobi and Xiaolian didn't believe that a person could have such amazing talents, so they secretly flipped "A Thousand Poems" from beginning to end, and took out several best-selling poetry collections in the Taixuan Continent today for comparison.

Feng Jueyu has written dozens of poems, but none of them are the same as any of today's poems.

In this way, didn't he alone create these poems on this Xilin?

God, this kind of talent, don't say it's the champion, even Zhang Changling, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, can't compare to it......

On the surface of the lake, the sound of the trumpet has never been broken, and the good words and golden sentences from No. 138 are everywhere, and in just one afternoon, these poems have gathered into another new poetry and spread far away.

Qingyue Building, Miss Xiyu, give 100 flowers, and invite 138 ships of unknown sons......

Yanyu Building, Hanyan Girl, five altars of wine, 138 ships of unknown sons......

Pink Jade Pavilion, Yunmei girl, give a pair of calligraphy and paintings, and invite 138 ships of unknown sons......

Baiwei Building, give Baiwei a seat......

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What shocked the whole country even more was that there were invitations from the major green houses and restaurant organizers invited by the organizers on Xilin Lake at any time and anywhere, and all of them invited 138 boats of talented people to dock as guests.

However, the 138 boat seems to have become a mystery on this lake, and no one has seen its true face so far, let alone the amazing and glamorous nameless son.

In the small pavilion in the mountain, the cool breeze hit, Wang Chongde and the other elders did not notice it at all, and ten people stared at the lake from the afternoon, trying to find the whereabouts of the 138 boat, but they never found it, and the elders were anxious to burn their eyebrows one by one......

"Great talent, great talent, how can such talent be unknown, why can't you find it?"

Wang Chongde stood by the pavilion, his fist clenched unnaturally, and said: "Lord Zhang already knows about this and orders us to find out this person, but these 138 boats have not received the purple orchid, and the sail number is also down, there are so many boats on the lake, how can you find it?"

"Through these talents. An old man said anxiously: "I don't believe that I can't find them, and I can hide at the bottom of the lake?"

Wang Chongde shook his head and said: "People don't want to be self-defeating, the boat is fast, I think that the maid on the boat has also been bought, and they won't let go at all, and no matter how we shout, they won't respond, even if they mobilize everyone, they may not be able to find it." ”

The elders knew in their hearts that there were many ships at the Talent Meeting, but Xilin Lake was bigger, and all the boats were basically the same.

Especially at night, when the vision is dim, as long as you don't hang up the sails, it is difficult to find a boat.

Now a few people are beginning to regret it, weishenme didn't take advantage of the sun to set and send someone to find it?

"I really can't find it?" the elders had no choice.

Wang Chongde sighed, the 138 ship has not published a poem for an hour, and it is even more difficult to find them, now they only need to find a secluded place, and we have no choice.

Feng Jueyu's ship should have exceeded the 500 purple orchid mark a long time ago, but later, for fear that someone would disturb him and Mu Qianjun drinking, Feng Jueyu only accepted less than 200 flowers and asked Xiaobi and Xiaolian to stop collecting flowers.

And at this moment, the wine jar and wine urn in the 138 cabin were poured together, Feng Jieyu and Mu Qianjun were still drinking happily, and what happened in the outside world had already been thrown out of the clouds.

"Come, brother, make another bowl. Mu Qianjun picked up the bowl and drank it heroically.

Feng Jieyu was not to be outdone, although he was not as good as Mu Qianjun when it came to the amount of alcohol, but wasn't drinking just to get in a mood? Today is in such a good mood, and it is not easy to get drunk.

Besides, the alcohol on the Taixuan Continent has a low degree of alcohol, which is simply not the same as the spirits in the previous life.

And since cultivating the Divine Skill of Impermanence of Life and Death, Feng Jueyu's meridians have been greatly improved, and even the amount of alcohol he has drunk has increased a lot.

At this time, although the two of them looked drunk, they were actually still sober.

The more this was the case, the more Feng Jueyu decided that Mu Qianjun's cultivation was not low. He has the two qi of life and death in his own body to help dissipate the alcohol qi, but Mu Qianjun is very massive.

After drinking a jar of Zuihou wine, Feng Jueyu planned to open another jar, but at this time, Mu Qianjun reached out and held him down.

The intoxicated eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a high fighting intent, and Mu Qianjun said, "Brother, is it the end?"

"Brother Mu drank too much?" Feng Jueyu snorted.

Mu Qianjun smiled and said, "With only dozens of jars of wine, how can you put down me Mu Qianjun?" Brother, you underestimate me too much. It's just that my brother does have something to do today, and now the moon is on my eyebrows, and the time has come, and my brother is about to leave. ”

"Brother Mu is leaving?" Feng Jueyu sat upright and looked at him solemnly.

Before, Mu Qianjun would rather not drink than leave the boat, Feng Jueyu sensed something, and now he heard that Mu Qianjun was leaving, which made Feng Jieyu even more convinced that he had something important.

"That's right. Mu Qianjun said: "Don't hide it from my brother, tonight, there is an opponent for my brother who will come to Tiannan, just after this Lianlang and Wupan two mountains, and fight a one-on-one duel with my brother, and now the time has come." ”

"Duel?" Feng Jueyu's eyes lit up, when it came to martial arts, it was much more interesting than dragging an essay or giving a poem, hearing this, Feng Jueyu couldn't sit still: "Brother Mu, if you believe in the little brother, can you take me, I also want to see how many catties and taels there are in the bottom who can be enemies of heroes like Brother Mu?"

"You're not afraid?" Mu Qianjun raised his eyebrows, and there was a strong sense of approval in his expression.

"Afraid?" Feng Jueyu took a sip of wine and said, "You also underestimate your brother, in my Feng Jueyu's dictionary, there has never been a word "afraid". ”

"How daring!" Mu Qianjun slapped the table and praised: "Okay, then go with your brother, today you are out of the limelight, and at night you can see the ability to be a brother." ”

"Great, Brother Mu, let's go. Feng Jueyu stood up and was about to leave.

Mu Qianjun grabbed him, the drunkenness in his eyes disappeared, and said, "Brother, before leaving, can you write a poem for your brother, anything, as a proof of your acquaintance this time." ”

"Zuihou one, of course, no problem......"

Feng Jueyu didn't say a word, and picked up the pen, but the ink rice paper was Li Bai's chivalrous ......

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name.

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"Chivalrous travel?" Mu Qianjun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was shocked: "Okay, good chivalrous travel, brother, thank you......"

"Go ......"

Before they could enter the boat, the two figures disappeared from the boat, leaving only one poem on the wolf-like wine table......

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