At first, Sun Anbei thought that this group of people felt that they had blasphemed their goddess and were ready to come and fight with him, but after listening carefully, he realized that they had just come to mock him.

"Come, look, this is "Drunken Beauty" made by Brother Tang Le, do you understand?" A talented man from Tang Le's side said to Sun Anbei.

"This is Brother Cui Hao's "Goddess Fu", this is definitely a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages!" On the other side, Cui Hao's talent also said with some pride.

"Even a toad like you still covets the poetry girl, I advise you to go back and pee and take pictures, don't be foolish here."

“……”

Sun Anbei glanced at these two poems, to be honest, poetry is his weakness, but as a traverser, he knows that these two poems are not masterpieces, because they have not appeared in Chinese textbooks.

Sun Anbei didn't really want to ruin the reputation of this poetry girl, he just wanted to punish that little girl, but he didn't expect this group of talented people to maintain this Li Shishi like this.

Such a group of people don't think about how to serve their family and country all day long, but this kind of thing is in their minds all day long, no wonder the Great Song Dynasty will become weaker and weaker.

"It's also called poetry?" Sun Anbei's words choked all the talented people present, and then they all went crazy, pointed at Sun Anbei and said, "What did you say?" Do you dare to say that Brother Tang Le's poem is not good? ”

"Do people like you know what poetry is? Don't think that if you are a tribute student in Fuzhou, you think you are a scholar, tell you, any scholar in the Daimyo Mansion can easily pass the Gongsheng exam when he arrives on your side! ”

This sentence is true, after all, Fuzhou has been fighting for many years, not only to guard against the Liao people, but also to guard against the Xixia people, this is like a military city, and how many are scholars?

"If you have the ability, you can also make a poem for everyone to see?" One of them said, "If you can't do it, get out of the Moon Tower." ”

Sun Anbei glanced at the person who spoke and said, "The person who made a bet with a certain person just now has already rolled out of Mochizuki Tower." ”

Hearing what Sun Anbei said, the man subconsciously shrank his neck, you must know that Liu Bu rolled down the stairs just now was a little miserable, and his neck was almost broken, so this person subconsciously retreated, and besides, this person was not sarcastic and did not write poems written by himself, so why should he put his own life on the line for others.

Readers, if you read more books, you will have a calculation in your heart, and when you do something, you will calculate some gains and losses.

Cui Hao and Tang Le would not have come to Sun Anbei's trouble in person, just like an ordinary employee scolded the chairman, and the chairman would not scold people in person, so naturally someone would help deal with this matter.

But at this time, Sun Anbei threw out the bet again, Cui Hao came in person, he was a pretentious person, it was okay to look down on him, but he definitely couldn't look down on the poems he wrote, so he took the initiative to come to Sun Anbei's room.

"You say the poems written by so-and-so are not good?" Cui Hao looked at Sun Anbei with a gloomy face and said.

"Don't insult the poem, okay?" Sun Anbei hit mercilessly.

"You ......" When it comes to quarrels, how can Cui Hao be Sun Anbei's opponent, you must know that Sun Anbei's hometown is Zu An's, if he really wants to scold you, then I guarantee that you won't bring a dirty word after scolding.

"Hmph, take advantage of your tongue, and so-and-so will bet on you, if so-and-so loses, you will roll down from this Moon Tower." Cui Hao said angrily to Sun Anbei.

Sun Anbei shrugged his shoulders and said, "My Buddha is merciful, but I am aggressive. ”

"Humph! If you're afraid, just admit defeat, and then get out of the Moon Tower! Cui Hao's talented people said to Sun Anbei.

Sun Anbei stood up and said a little heroically: "Bring pen and paper!" It stands to reason that making poetry is Sun Anbei's weakness, after all, poetry has not been taught in nine years of compulsory education, and although the strongest brain can create poetry, the level of those poems is definitely not up to the point of being passed down through the ages.

The reason why Sun Anbei dared to fight was because he saw that the name of the word plate was written in a broken array, and he was not good at writing poetry, but copying him was first-class, and the memory of the strongest brain was still first-class.

"When I was drunk, I picked up the lamp and looked at the sword, and I dreamed of blowing the horn and the battalion." The two sentences jumped on the paper, and a continuous military camp seemed to appear in front of everyone's eyes, and an atmosphere of slaughter was presented in front of a group of talented people because of these two poems.

"Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turn over the outside sound, and the autumn soldiers on the battlefield." After the last word of this poem was written, I disagreed with the words written by Cui Hao and Tang Le, but it was a praise for the beauty, Sun Anbei's poem, in just a few sentences, has vividly expressed the situation on the battlefield.

"The horse-made Lu is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt." These two sentences in the next que, only to see everyone's hearts shocked, they seem to have seen the scene of fierce fighting on the battlefield in front of them, the highest level of a poem, I am afraid that this is the case, reading it, as if in the scene.

At this time, everyone couldn't help but look forward to the poems behind Sun Anbei, as long as the following sentence did not go wrong, this poem is definitely a poem that has been passed down through the ages, and in these years, it is really rare for a reader to write such a magnificent poem.

"But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens! Sun Anbei finished writing this poem in one go, and silently said sorry to Xin Qiji in his heart, and copied his words.

After Sun Anbei finished writing, everyone couldn't help but be silent, in fact, there is no need to judge now, the high and low are immediately obvious, and some people can't help but ask: "Could this person be a copyist?" ”

The ancients wrote poems, which all needed to be constantly scrutinized, word by word, like Sun Anbei, who didn't think about it, and who could make such a high-level poem in one breath, it could definitely be comparable to a great writer like Li Bai and Su Shi.

Besides, this poem was originally done by Xin Qiji, Xin Qiji and Su Shi became Su Xin, that is a person with a high level of culture, taking out this poem to abuse Cui Hao, it is actually equivalent to a college student in a competition with a primary school student, isn't this bullying?

"Copyed? So can you copy a copy and show it to me? Someone next to him was upset for Sun Anbei and said: "Besides, this person didn't know that we were going to let him write poems at the beginning, how could he prepare in advance." ”

In fact, everyone also understands that how can a person who can write this kind of poem sell the poem he wrote for a few dollars, so this poem can only be written by Sun Anbei himself.

The genius on Tang Le's side looked at Cui Hao with an iron face with some schadenfreude.