"Seconds! Seconds! What a second! ”

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"The passage of time is like a white horse, and in a blink of an eye, things are wrong, and the past is difficult to keep, which is sad and lamentable. In these two short sentences, a strong sense of longing is revealed, and Fu Junyuan is a man of temperament. ”

Xu Gan didn't know how many wonderful things he said, and finally said a sentence, which was serious, a bit like a sycophant.

Liu Yun stared at another fool like a fool, and he didn't know how to answer for a while, and suddenly he wanted to say something again.

In the face of a crazy guy like Xu Gan, Liu Yun couldn't organize other words, and only one sentence could be solved.

Didn't Xu Gan, this kid, hear what he said was actually a question? I'm asking if he wrote it.

Why is it that now these two lines of poetry have become Liu Yun's? What a mess, and praise him for his temperament.

What a fucking shit, you wrote it, big brother.

But......

Liu Yun wanted to explain it seriously, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

This poem was written by Xu Gan after he got married, and it is normal for him to feel nothing now.

still didn't give him spoilers, and told Xu Gan that this was actually written by him, and he couldn't argue clearly when the time came.

Liu Yun secretly slandered himself in his heart, and it depends on what he writes to pour out his heart when he separates from his wife.

But now that he has come to Liangzhou, he may not meet his former wife, and he may not have to part.

"Xu Gan, I heard that you are quite famous in the local area, why did you think of coming to Liangzhou, a wild place? You know that when you come here, the trajectory of your life will change completely. Liu Yun was not interested in discussing literary poetry with Xu Gan, so he decisively cut the topic, and the sycophants were very useful, and he accepted it.

In the last years of the Han Dynasty, Liu Yun can say without modesty that his existence is a real bug.

No matter who it is, as long as you stop by his side, even if you change your life, the trajectory of your life will completely change.

If you go against him, you will also change your life, and if you are not careful, you may die early.

Xu Gan, known as one of the seven sons of Jian'an in later generations, should rely on Cao Cao's camp.

However, he traveled thousands of miles across thousands of mountains and rivers to the land of Liangzhou, and from this moment on, he was no longer the Xu Gan he once was.

Xu Gan glanced at Gongsun Lu, snatched the wine bottle from Gongsun Lu's hand, drank it all, and said very frivolously and casually, "There is an old fellow, in January, sent someone to send me three letters, in which he praised the king of the mansion as the savior of the world, the virtuous and virtuous man who is hard to find in the world, loves the people like a son, and the government decree is clear, and tries his best to persuade me to come, so I came." Along the way, the land of Hanyang, the weather is updated, and the scenery is different from other places, which is indeed very different from this messy and chaotic world. However, now that I can see the face of the prince, I prefer the talent of the prince who has poetry and books in his belly. ”

The seven sons of Jian'an and the seven sages of the bamboo forest are all arrogant and immortal, and they can tolerate mountains and rivers in their eyes, but they can't see the worldly authority. Reading on the top of the book and meeting a real person are completely different feelings.

Now that he has seen Xu Gan with his own eyes, Liu Yun finally has a relatively intuitive understanding of this kind of person.

They have proud capital, but their ability to govern the world is still up for debate.

This kind of arrogance is a double-edged sword with a clear banner.

Ma Jian is arrogant who doesn't know the depths, Yu Ji can't recognize the arrogance of the world, or should he learn from Cai Yong and Lu Zhi.

"I don't have a lot of talent, but I have a few crooked poems in my belly. But if the people of the world come to my side by listening to my crooked poems, I am afraid they will starve to death. Liu Yun said with a light smile, with an infigurable scrutiny in his smile.

Xu Gan raised the wide sleeves of his robe, lay down shirtless, put on a sleeping posture like a reclining meditation, a half-dreaming and half-awake posture, and said leisurely, "The root of the society lies in the people, the root of the people lies in the people, and the root of the people lies in the material desires. ”

"How to fight?" Liu Yun's eyes were lowered, and his gaze was as deep as a tunnel.

He doesn't really like people who are too arrogant, even if they are talented, they are like a wild horse.

Where to run and what kind of way to run is completely up to your own temperament.

But for the sake of Xu Gan's talent, Liu Yun is able to chat with him patiently.

To deal with this kind of arrogant guy, then it's okay to do it, so what's the point of fighting poetry.

Writing poetry is indeed not Liu Yun's personal strength, he looks at everything in heaven and earth, and occasionally feels it, and the exit is lying groove, cattle and the like.

But Liu Yun has read books, taken exams, and can memorize poems!

Xu Gan lowered his eyes, and clasped his nostrils with his little thumb as if no one was around, not paying attention to it at all.

After pondering like this for a long time, he suddenly got up, sat up cross-legged, and suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Yes, the prince of the house can improvise a poem, let the inferior listen to it, if they are all seconds...... No! Only by convincing the humble to weigh the second, the humble will be willing to enter the mansion and be willing to be the king of the mansion. ”

Liu Yun put down the wine bottle and chuckled, this fight is really casual, and it is not difficult at all.

If ordinary people don't have some real talent and real learning, they may really be stumped by Xu Gan.

But this kind of thing is not feasible in front of Liu Yun, he has no real talent to learn, but he can memorize poems.

In order to cope with the exam, this used to be a headache for Liu Yun, but now he must be grateful for the poems he once memorized.

That is, for the sake of Xu Gan's talent, Liu Yun gave him this face.

If he is Ma Jian and the like, then I'm sorry, Liu Yun has already found a good place for him in his heart.

The Heguan group of thieves was swept away by Gai Xun's army, and there should be a shortage of horses and cattle.

"There was a heavy snowfall just a few days ago, so I'll use snow and say a few words. The spring rain and spring breeze can be a few nights, blowing incense and falling powder wet and floating, trying to see the green branches, a few cold and crisp are not willing to disappear. ”

Cao Zhi became a poem in seven steps, Liu Yun was even more arrogant, sitting firmly behind the case, a bottle of wine had just been put down, and the poems popped out of his mouth, as if he didn't use his brain to think about it, and the poem itself became it.

Xu Gan was dumbfounded, his eyes suddenly stared at Liu Yun like a cannibal, his waist bent down slightly, and his slightly open mouth seemed to have not exhaled for a long time.

Liu Yun slowly poured the wine again, picked up the wine bottle, pointed at Xu Gan from afar, and drank, "How is it?" If it's not enough seconds, there's more! Listen carefully. Sit and look at the depth of the ruler Xu strong, biased to the twilight cold light. Dancing in the air is tired, and a little wind is especially busy. Don't hesitate to drop all the flowers and days, and seal it without fragrance. Qian who is fine into soup cakes, but in exchange for fireworks sausages in the world. ”

Xu Gan seemed to be dead, his expression was frozen into a sluggish appearance, but his waist was bent a little more.

It looks like a bow to Liu Yunxing, but he lacks a little bit of appearance, and his legs are still crossed.

Gongsun Lu accidentally pulled off a few of his beards, and his shrewd eyes were incredible, what did he see? What do you hear again?!

Gongsun Lu thought that he knew Liu Yun well enough, but he didn't expect that Liu Yun would always bring him a huge surprise on inadvertent occasions, no, it can also be called a fright.

Huang Fuxian woke up from his meditation, he was more like a loyal fan, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm when he looked at Liu Yun.

"If it's not enough seconds, then there should be a heart-wrenching song!" Liu Yun stood up with the wine bottle and looked at the distant mountain in front of the hall, where the snow was still covered with snowflakes.

"In May, the mountains are snowy, and there are no flowers but cold. The flute smells the willows, and the spring has not been seen. Xiao Zhan followed the golden drum and slept with the jade saddle. I am willing to put the sword down my waist, just to kill Loulan! ”

Liu Yun is not very good at reciting poetry, he almost shouted out this half of the poem, but he also shouted it from the depths of his heart.

In this poem, with Jin Ge's iron horse, the iron-blooded murderous spirit that does not break Loulan will never be returned, as soon as he enters the country, he hooks Liu Yun's inner world, Liu Yun has just experienced several battles, still in front of him, the neighing of the war horse, the surging agitation of the war drums, everything seems to be still happening in reality.

Liu Yun's suppressed voice came to an abrupt end with the last word, and the murderous aura of the soldiers crisscrossing the snowy region was still permeating the hall, and Liu Yun threw his glass to the ground angrily after killing the wine in the bottle in one gulp.

The sound of clanging sounded all the way to Xu Gan's face along the lines of the green bricks.

The needles in the hall could be heard, and everyone was immersed in the dense nitrate-like sand field outlined by Liu Yun's words.

Xu Gan seemed to be really dead, he didn't move, and even his chest didn't rise and fall without breath.

Gongsun Lu closed his eyes and stared, shaking his head, Liu Yun's poems seemed to melt into the wine bottle in his hand, and every sip was a sound of iron and blood.

The only layman in the hall seems to be the companion brought by Huang Fuxian.

One by one, he found the fried wheat from his sleeve, and then put it in his mouth very secretly, biting and gurgling.

When someone speaks, the sound of him munching on fried wheat is hard to hear.

But at this time, the silence in the hall could even hear the sound of breathing clearly, and the sound of his teeth chewing fried wheat became extremely clear. The man suddenly seemed to notice something, and carefully stuffed the remaining fried wheat in his hand into a palm-sized pocket in his sleeve.

Liu Yun looked sideways when he heard the sound, and he didn't feel a little funny.

This guy with a broad face and a square forehead and an old appearance should be the same as him, and he is also a layman.

Others listen to the poems with their teeth and claws, and they don't know where they are, so he is good and chews fried wheat leisurely.

That stuff doesn't taste good!

His attention was all attracted by the arrogant and uninhibited Xu Gan, and Liu Yun didn't think to ask this person until now.

Huangfu Xian brought him here, and it should be the same as Gongsun Lu's intention, which is to recommend him for an errand.

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"Seconds! Wonderful! Wonderful! ……”

Xu Gan finally came back to life, as if he was a corpse, he suddenly jumped up and yelled.

In terms of scary, this kid is obviously very talented.

As soon as he came back to life, it instantly became his home turf.

While clapping his palms violently, he stomped on the ground with his right foot, and Xu Gan shouted for I don't know how many seconds.

In short, it seems that real seconds!

But it's also weird and scary, it's too much like a sheep epileptic attack. URL