"Is there a sword?" Cheng Chubi led a pot of wine and walked to the middle of the lobby.

Everyone looked at Cheng Chubi, not knowing what this guy wanted to do?

"Give him the sword!" Kong Yingda's brows furrowed slightly.

He answered, and then walked out in a hurry.

Then, a sword was carefully handed to Cheng Chubi.

"Huh~"

There was a sound, and the sword was unsheathed!

"Good sword, so cheap! Hahaha...... "Cheng Chubi held a sharp sword in one hand and a pot of wine in the other, and raised his head and took a sip.

"The golden bottle of sake is ten thousand, and the jade plate is ten thousand dollars."

Cheng Chubi waved his sword and said, "I can't eat when I stop throwing my cup, and I am at a loss when I draw my sword and look around." ”

"If you want to cross the Yellow River and the ice and the river, you will climb the snow-covered mountains in Taihang."

"Come and fish on the Bixi, and suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun."

"It's hard to walk! It's hard to walk! Many divergent roads, where are you now? ”

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

Be quiet.

The entire lobby became quiet.

"Good!" Kong Yingda laughed out loud and said, "Okay! Good! It's just wonderful! ”

"Cheng Sanlang, it's really Cheng Sanlang!" Kong Chunqiu sighed and said, originally thought that his time had passed, but now it seems that he is still too hopeful.

"Did you just write it down?"

"Got it!"

"Quick, write it down, such a good poem has to be circulated."

“……”

The crowd reacted quickly.

At this time, I saw Cheng Chubi's sword waving a little, and then he spoke again, saying: "I don't know the moon when I am young, and I call it a white jade plate." ”

"I suspect that the Yaotai mirror is flying in the blue clouds."

"The immortals hang their feet, and the laurel trees are tuantuan."

"The white rabbit pounds the medicine, who will you eat with?"

"The toad has eroded the round shadow, and the bright night has been destroyed."

"Yi Xi fell into nine blacks, and the heavens and people were clear and peaceful."

"**This confusion, go to the lack of view."

"What's going on? Sorrowful and devastating. ”

The sword waved, and then took another sip of wine.

Then he began to say, "Whoever forsakes me, he shall not remain in the day of yesterday; ”

"Those who disturb my heart will be troubled today."

"The long wind sends autumn geese thousands of miles away, and you can be a tall building for this."

"Penglai's article is built on the bones, and Xiao Xie is clear in the middle."

"I want to fly with great joy and want to go to the blue sky and see the bright moon."

"The water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the sorrow is even more sorrowful when the glass is raised."

"Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads flat boats."

……

Don't you look down on my poems? Today I will let you know what poetry is!

"Dapeng rises with the wind one day and soars up to 90,000 miles."

"If the wind stops, it can still be dusted but the water is clear."

"When the world saw my constant tune, they all sneered when they heard Yu Dayan."

"Father Xuan can still be afraid of the next generation, and her husband is not young."

“……”

Time passed bit by bit, and everyone looked at Cheng Chubi.

Many people have already been surprised in their hearts.

Is this still human?

Is this really human?

The switch in Cheng Chubi's mind seemed to have been turned on all of a sudden, and he kept chanting all the poems he had read in his previous life.

The people present were dumbfounded.

"How many songs are these?"

"Ninety-eight, right?"

"No, it's supposed to be ninety-nine!"

"Is this still human?"

"Who knows?"

“……”

However, at this time, Cheng Chubi had not finished speaking.

I saw him raise his head and try to pour the wine from the pot into his mouth.

However, the wine in the pot has already been drunk.

Throwing the flask on the ground, he said, "Laugh, laugh." ”

"You don't see the curve like a hook, the ancients knew that Erfeng was a prince."

"You don't see it as straight as a string, and the ancients knew the side of the road to death."

"Zhang Yi only lost three inches of tongue, so Su Qin didn't reclaim two hectares of land."

"Laughing, laughing."

"You don't see the old man singing a song, and he also says that the waves are full of me."

"I don't understand this body in my life, and I pretend to leave the riot and send others to read it."

"Laughing, laughing."

"Zhao Youyu asked Chu Quping to sell his body to buy a thousand-year-old name."

"What is the benefit of the nest by washing the ears, Yiqi starves to death and will not succeed."

"You love the name behind you, and I love the wine in front of you."

"Drinking is fun in front of you, where is the fame."

"When men are poor, they bend their waists to the monarch and don't know."

"The tiger doesn't look at a few pieces of meat, and the furnace doesn't cast a cone."

"Laughing, laughing."

"Ning Wuzi, Zhu Maichen, buckle the horn and sing and carry the salary."

"If you don't know the king today, you might as well be a madman."

"Haha...... Ha ha...... Hahaha" Cheng Chubi laughed, and then the figure slowly fell to the ground.

"Your Highness!"

"San Lang!"

“……”

Several figures hurriedly rushed towards Cheng.

walked to Cheng Chubi's side, only to hear a snoring sound.

Fell asleep.

Really asleep!

"Come on, carry His Highness to the wings." Kong Yingda smiled, His Royal Highness the King of Qin.

"It seems that from now on, no one will dare to write poetry in front of him." Eldest Sun Wuji shook his head and said.

Who would have thought that a drunken person would make a beautiful poem in one night?

A hundred poems, all good!

"You say, is he a human being or an immortal?" Kong Yingda looked at his disciple and couldn't help but say.

"I see, he is an immortal in the sky, and he was relegated to the mortal world only because he did something wrong." Yan Zhitui stroked his beard and said, "Oh, it's dangerous!" ”

"The difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky!"

"Silkworms and fishes, how dazed is the founding of the country!"

"Erlai is 48,000 years old, and he is not populated with Qin Saitong."

"Xidang Taibai has a bird road, which can cross the top of Emei."

"The earth collapsed and the mountain destroyed the strong man to death, and then the ladder stone stack was hooked together."

"There is a high standard of six dragons returning to the sun, and there is a return to Sichuan with waves and reversals."

"The flight of the yellow crane is not yet passable, and the ape wants to spend his sorrow and climb."

"Green mud is a panpan, a hundred steps and nine folds lingering rocks."

"Listen to the well, sit with your hands and sigh."

"When will you return to the West? The road is daunting and the rock is unclimbable. ”

"But when I saw the ancient tree of the Bird of Sorrow, the male and the female flew around the forest."

"I heard Zigui crying the night moon again, and I was sad about the empty mountain."

"The difficulty of Shu Road is difficult to go to the blue sky, so that people listen to this withered face!"

"Even the peaks go to the sky and the sky is not full of feet, and the dead pines hang upside down and lean on the cliff."

"The flying waterfalls are noisy, and the cliffs are turning to rocks and thunder."

"The same is true of the danger, and the people who come from afar are not coming!"

"The Sword Pavilion is magnificent and Cui Wei, one husband is the pass, and ten thousand people are not open."

"Guards or bandits, turned into wolves and jackals."

"Avoid the tiger in the morning, and the long snake in the evening; Grinding teeth and sucking blood, killing people like numbness. ”

"Although Jincheng is cloudy, it is better to return home early."

"The difficulty of Shu Road, it is difficult to go to the blue sky, and look west sideways!"

"Only the immortals in the sky can see this scene and make such a poem." Yan Zhitui stroked his beard, smiled slightly and said, "Cheng Chubi is really an immortal who has fallen into the mortal world. ”

"The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. Only the immortals can understand that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky. Kong Yingda shook his head and said, "How can we ordinary people be compared to immortals? ”

Kong Yingda is very happy, his disciple is an immortal, this is to raise his face.

"It turned out to be an immortal, we still want to compare with him, it's really wishful thinking!"

"Tonight's banquet will be a legend!"

"We are fortunate to be able to participate in tonight's feast!"

“……”

Everyone said one after another, although the limelight was covered by Cheng Chubi, but everyone was very happy.

Because, they witnessed the birth of an immortal.

At this time, outside the Confucian Mansion.

A group of people waited outside the Confucian Mansion, anxiously waiting.

These are the men of the Scholars.

The wine banquet in the Confucian Mansion is not something that anyone can participate in. And these people who could not participate were standing or sitting outside, anxiously waiting.

There are thousands of people.

Because of the permission of the Confucian government, these people were not driven away.

One by one, they were stretching their necks and looking inside.

It's a pity that no one can see the situation inside clearly in the courtyard with high walls and thick courtyards.

"Squeak"

In the second half of the night, the door of the Confucian Mansion opened, and several people walked out of the Confucian Mansion.

The crowd hurried around him.

"How's it going? Which genius has written those poems today? A gentleman asked excitedly.

"Tell me about it, talk to us."

"This brother, please make it convenient for you."

“……”

Everyone gathered around and spoke.

"There are a lot of people who write poems tonight, but the most brilliant is the poems of the immortals." The subordinates of the Confucian Mansion showed a hint of smugness on their faces.

The immortals are half of the Confucian Mansion.

Therefore, there is also honor.

"Immortal, who is this?"

"Who is the Immortal?"

"Yes, who is the Immortal?"

“……”

The scholars opened their mouths and asked, they were not involved in the affairs inside, and everyone did not know who the immortals were.

"This immortal, it's none other than His Royal Highness the King of Qin, speaking of this His Royal Highness the King of Qin......" The other party gushed Cheng Chubi's deeds tonight.

Then he passed on the transcription of tonight's poem to the scholars.

Under the light of the big lantern of the Confucian Mansion, everyone watched with great interest.

"It's really an immortal!"

"Sure enough, it was an immortal who came to the world!"

"Immortals, we are ashamed of ourselves!"

“……”

At this time, even if Cheng Chubi is not an immortal, he is also an immortal.

It seems that reciting ancient poems is still very effective!

Who will dare to say in the future that "reading is useless?" ”

Reading, very useful!

(End of chapter)