Full of friends!

Staggered!

Push the cup and change the lamp!

Singing and dancing!

What a lively scene!

Those who were able to participate in the banquet of Confucius were all famous people in the Tang Dynasty.

For example, Li Gang, who is seriously ill, Yan Zhitui, who has half a leg in the ground, Sun Simiao, who is nearly 100 years old, and Zhong Kui, who is upright.

Anyone who was able to attend was the most elite person in Datang, and almost half of the courtiers in the entire Datang Dynasty came.

Kong Yingda, Kong family!

So, the entire lobby was almost full.

Wine.

Good dish.

Nice dance.

And beauties!

The Kong family also raised a lot of singers, don't look at Lao Kong's appearance of a decent man and gentleman, this Kong family's slaves and singers are definitely not less than others.

When he was almost drunk, a chubby, drunken figure stood up, and it was the eldest grandson Wuji.

He burped and said, "If there is wine today, how can there be no poetry?" ”

When the Tang people drank wine, they had to compose poems.

If there is no poetry, the party will be a failure.

Just like the south in later generations, if you don't guess the code when drinking, there is still a hairy meaning?

Many of the beautiful psalms that have been circulated were written by the poet when he was drunk.

"What Elder Changsun Ge said is not wrong, tonight's wine is US dollars, food is food, dance is beautiful dance, and the singer is even more beautiful, what is missing is a good poem!" Kong Chunqiu stood up, arched his hand to everyone, and said: "As a master and a junior, this poem belongs to me!" ”

As he spoke, he looked at Cheng Chubi proudly.

Aren't you known as the number one talent in the Tang Dynasty? I'm going to press you today!

When many people heard about the poems, their faces were filled with joy!

Looks like the main event is coming!

But Cheng Cheng Bi swept the Tang Dynasty with a few poems, and he fascinated countless women!

Now he has married two empresses and reached the pinnacle of his life!

However, it is rumored that he has not published poetry for three years, and it is rumored that Cheng Chubi is now Cheng Lang's talent!

Cheng Chubi was very depressed, what do you guys mean by looking at me like a pack of wolves?

At this time, I saw Kong Chunqiu clear his throat, and then began to chant: "Spring is gone, summer is coming." The Charr is gone, and winter is solstice. Snow white vast, Ruifeng year. Plant in spring and sow in summer, harvest in autumn and hide in winter. The people are rich and strong, and the country is strong. ”

"Good!"

"Good!"

"There are many ancient rhymes, and so are the clothes of Kong!"

"It seems simple, but it contains the great truth of life!"

"Confucianism's hope is also!"

“……”

A large group of so-called heirlooms began to pat Kong Chunqiu's sycophants, and patting Kong Chunqiu's sycophants was the sycophants of the Kong family.

Cheng Chubi couldn't help but roll his eyes secretly, what the hell, can we have a face?

Sit in your seat and pour yourself a drink.

At this time, several scholars made a few poems, and the atmosphere of the whole banquet became high.

One by one, the sound of high harmony, but Cheng Chubi directly ignored it.

However, some people will not ignore Cheng Chubi.

At this time, I saw Kong Chunqiu looking at Cheng Chubi, smiling slightly, and said: "His Royal Highness King Qin, you are the first genius of the Tang Dynasty, if this is a beautiful day, you don't plan to make a song?" ”

"Please also ask Your Highness to give me a poem!"

"Your Royal Highness is the first genius of the Tang Dynasty, if there is no poetry at this time, you will not spare you."

"Your Highness, I'll wait for one night, but I'm looking forward to His Highness's good poems."

"Your Highness, let's have a song quickly."

“……”

Everyone spoke one after another.

"Your Highness, it's hard to be true, don't let down everyone's hopes." Eldest Sun Wuji said with a slight smile.

"San Lang, please." Kong Yingda also had a smile on her face.

"This ......" Cheng Chubi looked embarrassed.

Many young talents saw that Cheng Chubi was late, and their faces suddenly showed joy.

It seems that this Cheng Chubi is really Cheng Lang's end!

Well, it's really great, it's great!

In this way, wouldn't he become the most talented person in Datang?

"Since the truth is difficult to refuse, then I will chant a poem to express my heart." Cheng Chubi said lightly, at this time, his head was already a little dizzy.

"I thought of a poem, a very happy and beautiful poem." Cheng Chubi said.

After a pause, he took a deep breath, and then he spoke, "From tomorrow onwards, be a happy person." ”

"Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world."

"From tomorrow onwards, care about grain and vegetables."

"I have a house facing the sea, and the spring flowers are blooming."

"From tomorrow onwards, we will communicate with every loved one."

"Tell them about my happiness."

"The blissful lightning told me."

"I'm going to tell everybody."

"Give every river and every mountain a warm name."

"Stranger, I bless you too."

"May you have a bright future."

"May you have a lover and eventually become married."

"May you be blessed on earth."

"I just want to face the sea and bloom in spring."

Cheng Chubi finished reading and smiled faintly.

However, everyone present looked at Cheng Chubi with a look of compulsion on their faces.

Is this poetry? Are you kidding us?

This Haizi's poem has been widely circulated in later generations, but now it is the Tang Dynasty!

Datang, such a poetry that is ahead of its time, except for Cheng Chubi, no one thinks it is a poem!

The poetry of this era is about 'pingping, pingping'.

Many people sighed secretly.

Cheng Chubi is really Cheng Lang's end.

No wonder he hasn't done poetry for a long time, it turns out that there is no more goods in his stomach.

Cheng Chubi suddenly felt a little depressed, such a good poem, you really don't have any appreciation at all.

Hmph, you mortals!

"San Lang, although this poem is good, it should not be a scene." Kong Yingda broke the embarrassment, smiled slightly, and said: "Punishment for drinking, punishment for drinking!" ”

"Yes, fine wine, fine wine!"

"Your Highness, punish a bowl of wine!"

"Punish wine, punish wine!"

“……”

"Isn't it just drinking? Wine and water, too! Cheng Chubi laughed, poured himself a big bowl, and then drank it gurglingly.

Tonight's wine, even Cheng Chubi, is a little dizzy.

"Isn't it wine? Isn't it just poetry? I don't have much else, but there are a lot of poems, to be honest, in this era, no one can compare with me, except for poets, poets, saints, and ghosts. Cheng Chubi laughed and said: "Why don't you take Wu Hook and collect Guanshan Fifty Prefectures, please go to Lingyan Pavilion temporarily, if you are a scholar Wanhu Hou!" ”

"Poetry, Doyle Jr. ......"

When people drink too much, they tend to lose control of their mouths.

Most people have this experience, once they drink too much, their brains will spin around, and then they will say things that they can't even think of.

And the next day, I will forget it all.

(End of chapter)