Chapter 172: If Heaven Doesn't Love Wine (Fourth Update)

Jing Zhe plagiarized... The first poem he wrote was Li Bai's Drinking Under the Moon, which was divided into four poems, only one of which was read just now, and there were three more poems.

The first poem of this poem describes the moon the most, and the remaining poems are mostly about wine.

Jing Zhe smiled and took out an extremely small and delicate bottle from his clothes, opened the lid, raised his head and took a sip, and then was extremely intoxicated and satisfied.

Because of the gentle breeze in the courtyard, the moment he opened the lid, the aroma of the liquor in the bottle wafted out, and the person standing next to him happened to smell it.

"What a strong wine!"

After finishing speaking, I thought of the rumors in the market that Ah Kun Gongzi needed to drink spirits before he could write words!

"It's spirits!"

Jing Zhe smiled, "Exactly!" ”

"Didn't you say you didn't bring any spirits?"

An Di squinted at him and said quietly.

Jing Zhe scratched his head, "Your Majesty forgives your sins!" The grass people participated in this kind of big poetry meeting for the first time, and they were nervous for a while, and they forgot about it! ”

“……”

You're as thick as a city wall, and you're nervous?

Hehe, the ghost only believes!

But there was a coquettish laugh of "poof" in the screen, and Su Mochen in the screen quickly covered his mouth, his eyes had narrowed into a crescent: This guy can make his father crazy!

After Jing Zhe snorted, he then talked eloquently: "Zhang's spirit, this liquor is indeed amazing!" If you usually write two poems in one day, you have to rack your brains! And now I've only taken a small sip and I'm thinking! ”

The scholars who had seen such "miracles" in the Wuxian Garden nodded frequently, and those who had not seen it bowed slightly, wanting to witness it with their own eyes.

So, Jing Zhe was like drunk, staggering, and said in a sprinkled voice:

"If the sky does not love wine, the wine star is not in the sky.

If the earth does not love wine, there shall be no fountain of wine on the earth. ”

As soon as the two sentences came out, everyone was shocked by the praise of fine wine in this poem, especially Emperor An.

Since ancient times, wine and poetry are a perfect match, and Emperor An's preference for poetry is evident in his love for wine, so when he heard that Jing Zhe would make spirits, he would propose the idea of royal business.

Helping Jing Zhe is one thing, satisfying his own demand for spirits is the main reason.

Above the court, many ministers once admonished him, saying that wine is a poison that pierces the intestines and should not be drunk for a long time, and he scoffs at this.

And Jing Zhe's two poems just wrote his heart, and he immediately applauded!

Jing Zhe seemed unaffected and continued to read:

"Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is worthy of heaven.

I have heard that it is more than a saint, and it is as virtuous as a sage.

Since the sages have already drunk, why bother to ask the gods. ”

"What a poem!"

"Good wine!"

It seems that because of the foil of this poem, the talented people all raised their wine glasses, and the originally ordinary turbid wine fell into the throat at the moment and became a delicacy.

At this time, the poetry was pushed by Jing Zhe to a small G tide, and he also used the two most surging and majestic sentences to draw a perfect end to this G tide.

"Three cups lead to the avenue, and one bucket is natural.

But if you have fun in wine, don't pass it on to the awake. ”

When Jing Zhe finished reading, the poem fell silent, and then burst into an overwhelming applause.

If the first poem also describes the moon and the Mid-Autumn Festival poem, this one has nothing to do with the "Mid-Autumn Festival" or "Full Moon", but is more like it was written to recommend wine!

But it is such a poem that has won everyone's approval, without him, just because the quality of this poem is too hard!

……

Looking at everyone's intoxicated appearance, An Di and Jing Zhe were very satisfied, and An Di asked with a smile: "Bai Taifu, Song University Scholar, how is this poem?" ”

Bai Qingyuan took a long breath and said with emotion: "At the beginning, Jing Shangshu was quite talented, and I didn't expect his descendants to be better than the blue, which is really enviable!" ”

Perhaps thinking of his dilemma of having no children and no daughters, Bai Qingyuan's face was lonely for a while.

Song Baiyun questioned: "Your Majesty, this is the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club, but Jing Gongzi's poem just now doesn't seem to have much to do with the Mid-Autumn Festival, but it seems to be written for wine, is it off topic?" ”

Some people who hated Jing Zhe, such as Chen Jiannan, Su Xinping and others, couldn't help but nod when they heard this.

Zhu Xinning, who has always been calm and calm, was full of fighting spirit at the moment, and stood up and said: "Since ancient times, drinking in the Mid-Autumn Festival has long become an unwritten tradition. Jing Gongzi writes wine, how can it be considered off-topic? ”

Say it's okay to say anyone, say it's my brother, but it's not okay!

"Uh..."

Song Baiyun was a little embarrassed, but he could only shake his head helplessly, "Okay, what Zhu Sheren said is indeed reasonable, Jing Gongzi's poem, the lower officials are ashamed!" ”

"Whew~"

Even the scholars of Hallym University personally admitted that they were not as good as Jing Zhe, and all the talented people were like taking C medicine, and they instantly G tide.

Emperor An smiled and looked at Qi Junguang, "Third prince, what do you think of this poem?" ”

The most painful thing in the world is that he was just slapped in the face, and he was instantly pulled out to show the public!

Qi Junguang said "good" weakly, but his doubts about spirits deepened.

If he can compose one or two songs, then there is an element of chance, and if he does so many songs in succession, he has to be curious.

"Dare to ask Jing Gongzi, did he really drink strong wine to write such poems?"

Jing Zhe glanced at him, thinking that he didn't know how to advertise, so here is a help!

Laughing: "That's nature!" ”

Qi Junguang listened to it and was full of longing for spirits.

Emperor An also smiled and said: "I didn't expect that the liquor you brewed is so magical, when the poetry meeting is over, hurry up and send it to the palace, I want to taste it!" ”

Su Mochen behind the screen frowned slightly, her father often got drunk when he drank turbid wine on weekdays, if he drank strong wine...

"As the so-called drinking pleasure, drinking too much hurts the body, although the liquor is good, but Your Majesty can't be greedy!"

After Jing Zhe finished speaking, Su Mochen was overjoyed, and immediately answered: "Father, even Jing... Childe said so, even if you have spirits in the future, you can't be greedy! ”

"Now that Mochen has spoken, where do I dare to be greedy?"

"Haha..."

Seeing that everyone present was amused, Emperor An was a little sad and said: "But there are so many spirits, just look at it and don't drink it, it's uncomfortable!" ”

Jing Zhe immediately answered: "Your Majesty, the spirits are very precious, and Your Majesty can't drink more, so it's better to sell the extra spirits to all the talents from the Zhangjia Liquor Factory!" You talented people who have got strong wine may be able to write a lot of better poems than I am! ”

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly asked for help: "I hope Your Majesty will approve it!" ”

Listening to everyone's stupid pleas, and a faint smile on the corner of Jing Zhe's mouth, Emperor An shook his head, thinking that these fools were all used as gunmen by Jing Zhe and didn't realize it.

I'm afraid that since he wrote his first poem, he has already calculated to this point, right?

In this way, writing poetry is fake, but selling spirits is real!

And he is not satisfied with the royal business, and is also ready to revive the Zhangjia Liquor Factory and make money from the common people!

This guy is not small!

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