"Hahaha......"

"Time for a stick of incense."

"It seems that the Yu family is nothing more than that!"

"Today, I will let you see Cao Ziwen's seven-step poem!"

Zheng Rong said, raising his glass.

Zhang Ruoxu couldn't help laughing: "That's Cao Zijian!" ”

"Hmph, don't bother me!" Zheng Rong glared at Zhang Ruoxu fiercely and said, "You are not a gentleman!" ”

And then.

Take a step forward.

"A good glass of wine."

"Scholar Duoliang Night."

"The gold cup needs to be full."

"Wait for me to sing."

“……”

Zheng Rong step by step.

Said slowly.

And at the moment.

Zhang Ruoxu was thinking about using a poem to defeat this guy.

There are a lot of poems.

But which one to use?

"Lottery, lottery!"

"Brother Zheng deserves to be my Chang'an celebrity!"

"Brother Zheng's talent should be the same as Cao Zijian back then!"

"Zheng Zijian!"

"Zheng Zijian!"

"Zheng Zijian!"

“……”

Many people present chanted.

"Haha...... Ha ha...... Hahaha......" Zhang Ruoxu couldn't help laughing: "What a contemporary Cao Zijian!" ”

"Hmph, so, are you willing to bow down?" Zheng Rong looked at Zhang Ruoxu and said.

Very proud.

An unknown brat.

Dare to compare with me?

I really don't know whether to live or die!

"If Cao Zijian knew that he had a colleague like you, I don't know if he would jump out of the coffin in shame." Zhang Ruoxu glanced at Zheng Rong proudly.

Litter!

I'm not talking about anyone else!

I said all of you here are rubbish!

Of course, he can't say these words directly, otherwise he will definitely be beaten.

But.

To describe them!

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky......"

Look up.

He looks like an old poet.

However.

This time.

A few grains of rain fell on the face.

Chilly.

"Green ant new brew."

"Red clay stove."

"It's raining late."

"Can you have a drink?"

Zhang Ruoxu hurriedly revised another poem, and then read it out.

Occasional!

Drizzle.

The rain in early winter is a little cold.

"Good! Good! Good! Yu Jingming's heart suddenly calmed down.

It seems that this time is not a shame.

"Hmph, how can this poem be as good as mine." Zheng Rong looked confident and said: "If you lose, don't say that you are a scholar in the future!" ”

"That is, you are scholars? Do you deserve it too? ”

"Hahaha...... Yu Dalang, this time you lost! ”

“……”

Zheng Rong's side, those friends spoke one after another.

Zhang Ruoxu was stunned for a moment.

I'll go!

Lose?

What is this possible?

You guys who don't know which bastard's crotch fell out of it, dare to question Uncle Bai's poems.

Who gave you face!

"You are really blind, it is clear that the poetry of loyalty is even better!" Yu Jingming was furious.

How can these people be so blind?

Damn it!

Damn it!

Abominable!

Inside the house.

"What's so noisy outside?" Yu Shinan looked outside with a smile and asked.

"Come to think of it, it should be the scholars who are meeting friends with poetry." An old man next to him stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Back then, wasn't that exactly what we did? ”

"It is also, the way of poetry, always likes to argue about the high and low."

"The pride of the year, is it still there?"

"It's all in this wine."

“……”

The people in the room were talking.

Every now and then there is a burst of laughter.

Obviously, the old men in the house didn't pay attention to the dispute outside.

"Damn, you have to make a big move, you have to make a big move!"

"Everyone will accept it when they see it, wouldn't it be good?"

"I don't want someone to hit you in the face!"

"You guys seriously, I can't crush you?"

“……”

Zhang Ruoxu was immediately happy.

I dare to say that my Uncle Bai's poems are not good!

Yes!

Then let my Uncle Li's poems suppress you!

"Guys, I still have a poem!" Zhang Ruoxu raised his voice and said: "As soon as my poem comes out, of course, it will shock the world and cry ghosts and gods, so you must be mentally prepared!" ”

"Hahaha...... Yellow-mouthed child, the beard hasn't grown yet, pretending! Zheng Rong was very disdainful.

He doesn't believe it, the other party can have good poetry?

Even if there is, it's almost the same as yourself!

When the time comes, I will refute them word by word!

"Yes, if you have, do it."

"We want to see what you are capable of!"

"Today, if you are invincible to Brother Zheng in the two capitals, then don't pretend to be a scholar in the future!"

"I'm ashamed to be with you!"

“……”

The dog legs beside Zheng Rong suddenly began to wave the flag and shout again.

After all, it is five surnames and seven hopes, and there are naturally people around him who flatter them, after all, most of the families with five surnames and seven hopes have a better life.

"Listen up!" Zhang Ruoxu raised his voice, and his voice was like a bell: "You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, and it flows to the sea and never returns!" ”

"You don't see, the bedside mirror is sad and white-haired, and the morning clouds turn into snow at dusk."

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon."

"I was born with a handsome talent, and my daughter will come back when she is gone."

"Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require three hundred cups of drink."

"Master Li, Uncle Yu."

"Elders, relatives and friends."

"The wine will be served, and the glass will not stop."

"With a song from you, please pour it for me."

Zhang Ruoxu said, turning the wine glass horizontally.

Yu Jingming hurriedly stepped forward and poured Zhang Ruoxu a glass of green ant wine.

There are too many people here today.

Good wine is not something that these young people can drink enough.

Therefore, the Yu family has prepared a lot of Tu Maotai.

Well, that is, green ant wine that has not been filtered and purified.

"Bells, drums and jade silks are not expensive enough, but I hope to sleep long and don't want to wake up."

"The ancient sages are all dead, but only the drinker leaves his name."

"King Chen used to feast peacefully, and he fought wine for ten thousand years."

"What is the master's words, he has to sell the right money."

"Five-flowered horses, golden qiu, and the servants will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you."

After hearing this, Yu Jingming laughed: "Okay! Great luck! ”

"Good!"

"It's really a big white thing in the world!"

"I didn't expect that this person seems to be tall, but he also has literary talent!"

"As soon as this poem comes out, I'm afraid that I can overwhelm Xu Yilou!"

"Only Xu Yilou can be an enemy."

“……”

The people present said one after another.

Zheng Rong's face suddenly became ugly.

"Arrogant, just a megaloman!" Zheng Rong pointed at Zhang Ruoxu angrily and asked, "You are just a yellow-mouthed child, how can you assert that all the ancient sages are dead?" ”

"Could it be that all the sages in this world have died?"

"If it weren't for us being courtiers, I would have been guilty of disrespect!"

“……”