Chapter 118 Drunken Sword and Poetry, Bosom Friends Are Silent in the Civil and Martial Arts.

Even the people who were the most noisy were holding their breath at this moment, looking at the dozens of wooden stakes below with a kind of horror. Hamiel danced countless times on this wooden platform, but no one knew that after the top plank was removed, it would be such a scene below, and not many people believed that anyone could dance on it.

And Li Xian, who was standing there and taking a closer look, began to think about a question very seriously - the big is hidden in the court, the middle is hidden in the city, and the small is hidden in the wild, could Hamier be the kind of martial arts master who is hidden in the city?

However, when the fierce beat of the drum sounded again, and Hamiel reappeared lightly on the central stake, he banished all these nonsense thoughts, and looked intently into the field, his gaze gradually changing from doubt to amazement.

The pair of jade feet seemed to ignore the large gap underneath, and every leap could find a foothold, and every sharp spin could find the fulcrum just right. Every time he thought she would lose her balance, the other party could always recover at the last moment, and a pair of streamers danced without leaking.

The music grew sharper, the drums beat more intensely, and from his vantage point, he could almost see fine beads of sweat on Hamiel's forehead, which had been rare before. Among so many orchids, Hamier's physical strength can be called first-class, and no matter how fierce the Hu Xuan dance is, she is often sweatless after dancing, let alone sweating profusely.

After every sharp spin. He can receive a gaze thrown at him, Rao is that he has always boasted of being thick-skinned, and he is also a little unbearable at this time. You must know that although the orchids in the wine shop are often selling their performances and not selling their bodies, as long as they are willing to spend a lot of money, there are not many problems with the guests who enter the curtain one night. And because of Hu Tianye's deliberate maintenance and Hamier's stubbornness, she has not been touched so far.

Li Xian couldn't help but pick up the wine jug next to him and pour it into his mouth, after a large pot of fine wine was in his stomach. He felt more and more that his body was burning, everything he saw was blood-red, and his brain was gradually confused. When the music ended, all he could see was a patch of blood red, as if everything was red.

"Rokuro, Rokuro!"

"Huh?" He looked up in a daze. At a glance, I saw Li Jingye and Cheng Bohu who were smiling brightly, and Hami'er who was full of anticipation. He didn't think much about it at all, and agreed, "This dance is wonderful, Hamier, you say, I will promise you whatever you want!" ”

Hami'er was overjoyed when she heard this, glanced at Li Jingye, Cheng Bohu, and Xue Dingshan next to her, and saw that all three of them were nodding and glancing at each other, so she plucked up her courage and said, "Sixth son." I heard that you are both civil and military, and you have made a good poem. Although Hamil is just a dancer. But ......"

"Isn't it just a poem! What is it to compose poetry, and look at my drunken sword poetry! ”

The drunken Li Xian had long since forgotten where he was at this moment. He stumbled to his feet, and suddenly drew the sword at his waist. As soon as the cold light appeared, everyone next to him suddenly hid cleanly, and some people downstairs and upstairs exclaimed, even Li Jingye pulled Hamier over and warned in a low voice: "Be careful, Liulang is only afraid of drinking too much, and he will go crazy with alcohol!" ”

Lee Hyun didn't pay any attention to the reactions of others. He took a flask, carried his sword, and jumped over the railing. At this time, the wooden stakes that had just been laid with wooden planks again, and they became the original wooden platform again. And Li Xian's sudden leap. Still surprised a few guys next to him.

He didn't care so much, he poured a painful breath into his mouth, threw the flask down with his hand, and as soon as he stumbled and the tip of the sword trembled, he laughed and danced the sword. At first, it was just a sword in the east and a sword in the west, but gradually, his shots gradually became skillful, and it looked quite an unusual charm.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.

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

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.

Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.

Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”

He danced and groaned, his voice turned from heavy to light, and when he read the last sentence, his feet finally could no longer support it, and he fell to the ground with a thud. Li Jingye and the others above were shocked when they saw this, and hurriedly rushed downstairs, seeing that he was snoring like thunder, they were relieved.

"This Liulang, he was planted directly when he was drunk last time, who knew that this time he was so drunk!" Thinking of Li Xian's appearance just now, Cheng Bohu couldn't help but slap his face with palpitations, "I just saw him show his sword, I almost scared him to death!" ”

Xue Dingshan nodded in agreement, remembering Li Xian's bloodshot eyes at that time, he still had some palpitations. However, Li Jingye squatted beside Li Xian to inspect it, and suddenly turned his head and asked thoughtfully: "Which of you has memorized the poem that Liulang just now?" ”

Speaking of poetry, Xue Dingshan and Cheng Bohu couldn't help but look at each other, and Lu Hei behind him shook his head like a rattle. When it comes to weapon moves, they can remember them exactly the same after watching them once, but if they talk about memorizing poems, they may not be able to memorize them even if they listen to them ten times. And Hamier, although her face was flushed with excitement, she also did not remember it completely.

At this time, an exclamation suddenly came from upstairs: "Good poetry, really good poetry!" I didn't expect that as soon as I returned to Chang'an, I would listen to such a wild work! Today is really worth the trip, it is really the right place! ”

Almost at the same time, a voice sounded on the other side: "Good poetry, I have seen many people improvise poems, but it is the first time I have heard such a masterpiece!" ”

Following these two voices, two groups of people slowly descended the stairs on the left and right. The leader on the left is a middle-aged man with a tall waist and a sword, who looks like a martial artist at first glance. On the other side were a few students dressed as scribes, starting with a young man of about thirty years old, who had a rigid face, but exuded a deep sense of confidence.

Li Jingye looked at these two groups of people, and found that there were two students from the Hongwen Hall on the right, and he suddenly had a headache. When he looked to the left, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then asked uncertainly: "Is it General Liu Renyuan, the governor of the Xiongjin Governor's Mansion?" ”

"Exactly so-and-so."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but be surprised, and looked at Li Jingye carefully for a while, but he still didn't have much impression. On the other side, the students of the Hongwen Pavilion recognized Li Jingye and Cheng Bohu at a glance, and they were all stunned for a while, and the last one who led the way asked in an extremely uncertain tone: "Excuse me, the drunk one is Pei...... Li Liulang? ”

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