Forty-three do not play cards according to the routine
What everyone invited didn't expect was that as soon as Zhao Mingdao announced the opening of the banquet, a group of flowery prostitutes came in, except for a few who were playing the flute, they all came to sit down beside the guests. The young sons were at a loss all of a sudden - is this a blind date, how to deal with a woman by your side? Therefore, there were immediately those who expressed their gratitude and were insensitive. But Zhao Mingdao said it well, this is to serve everyone to compose poems for fun after a while, and everyone must not refuse. In this way, everyone squirmed and let the prostitute sit beside them.
To Zhao Min's surprise, in the midst of the push, Li Buqi had already sat down first.
Li Buqi was originally sitting at a table by himself, but after the prostitute came over, he stood up and stretched out a hand to make a "please" gesture for the prostitute to sit down. The two also talked a few words, and then Li Bu gave up and let the prostitute pour wine and vegetables, which was not pretentious at all. This made Zhao Min and Xing'er can't help but look over there a few more times, and Xing'er said softly: "Ah, this is really a disciple, and he doesn't shy away from it at all." ”
Zhao Min's second sister-in-law whispered: "You are wrong." That Li does not give up looking forward to it, and he looks at it without distractions. Zhao Min looked over and saw that Li Buqi was really concentrating on eating and drinking, and he didn't care about the woman next to him at all, and he did look like a real Yanagishita Hui. This made Zhao Min can't help but look at Li Buqi a few more times.
In fact, she thinks too highly of Li Buqi, but Li Buqi is used to seeing ***, Ozawa Maria and other people who are used to Japanese makeup before crossing over, and they are already immune. Li Buqi also took a look at the Zhao family again - it was shocking to be able to get a group of female prostitutes to help the blind date, and the Zhao family was really unusual. Just for this, the little lady of the Zhao family must marry home.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors, the main drama began, and it was natural to compose poetry. The poems are first written, and then read out by the prostitutes around them, and then evaluated by several famous people with long beards, talking about how the rhyme is and what kind of diction is used; If it is good, it should be sung by the prostitute according to the word card. Li did not abandon the looseness on the table, and directly put pen and ink on the table. The prostitute grinded her hands carefully, but Li did not give up but did not use the pen. The prostitute saw that the other tables were all lively, and only this side was deserted, so she asked, "Why don't you use your pen, everyone else has made several songs." ”
Li Buqi shrugged: "I just learned to compose poetry, and I can't do it without urgency." ”
When a son surnamed Ren heard this, he came over and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm sorry, I can't wait to review the poems and forget Brother Li." Since Brother Li can evaluate poetry, please comment on the poetry just now, and let me also learn Brother Li's skill in judging poetry. ”
In this way, those who are sent to the door have to destroy one by one! Li Buqi said with a smile: "I don't know which poem Brother Ren wrote just now, it seems that there is really nothing brilliant, and I don't remember it." ”
As soon as he said this, someone took the poem written by Ren Gongzi, and Li Buqi read it out of the female prostitute beside him. Li Buqi smiled: "Just such a small poem, you actually used three allusions." Throw away these allusions, what is left? Are you only going to pick up other people's teeth? Can't even describe this snowy scene in your own words? Brother Ren, you are a crappy mason, who has built a wall of bricks that have been burned by others, and it is really not very beautiful. ”
Ren Gongzi almost suffocated internal injuries. The reason why he asked Li to comment on his poems was because three allusions were used in one poem. According to his assumption, you have to talk about allusions when you comment on poetry, and at this time he can take the opportunity to ask Li Buqi about his knowledge, and he has the ability to pull out 300 allusions from three allusions, as long as Li Buqi can't say it, he can conclude that Li Buqi doesn't know anything. This can be regarded as a routine, but I didn't expect Li Buqi to not play cards according to the routine at all, and just said one sentence - what you wrote is shit, and the back move prepared this time can't be used at all.
At this time, although Ouyang Xiu had already advocated a retro literary style, these young scholars still liked to use more allusions in their essays and poems, because only in this way could they appear to be knowledgeable and high. Li Buqi said that the dictionary was piled up, but it provoked the anger of the public, and a scholar wearing a golden crown with a golden crown pointed at Li Buqi with a fan and asked: "You said that the dictionary is piled up, don't you know where this dictionary comes from?" If you don't know how to comment on poetry, you will devalue others as worthless. The other scholars chimed in.
This is the turn on the group fight mode. Anyway, most of the poems make sense if you say they are good, and it makes sense to say them badly, and whether they are good or not depends on who has more people and louder voices. Li Buqi saw that the atmosphere was also mobilized, so he stopped playing games with them, and sighed: "Alas! That's not how poetry is written. Well, let me teach you. It's just that there is no poem, and when there is a song, it is sung, and it is unprecedented, and it will be sung for a hundred years no matter what. ”
Zhang Gongzi had already come over: "What a big breath, dare to say that there are no ancients before?" ”
Li Buqi smiled: "Is this anything unusual? It must be known that there are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. ”
As soon as this sentence "talented people from all over the country come out, each leading the way for hundreds of years" was said in the flower hall, especially the eyes of those female prostitutes were lit up - what a domineering poem.
It's time for the planned pretense! Li Buqi stood up from his seat and waved his sleeves: "Come to the drum!" ”
A poem just now made the prostitutes look forward to what kind of unprecedented song Li Buqi would sing, and someone hurriedly held the drum. Li Buqi glanced at it but said, "It's too small, this is a boudoir game, but the song I sing must be a big drum." ”
Fortunately, the Zhao family has drum music, so Zhao Mingdao ordered someone to pick it up, and at the same time put on a smiling face and asked Li Buqi: "Little brother, I don't know who wrote that poem just now?" ”
This poem is from the Qing Dynasty, and there is nowhere to look it up now. Li Buqi was ashamed: "Oh, this is what I thought of by chance when I heard someone sing Yan Daguanren's new words a few days ago. ”
As far as Li Buqi knows, Yan Shu will be the prime minister in the future, and his son-in-law Fu Bi will also be the prime minister in the future, so it is right to pat Yan Shu's ass.
Zhang Gongzi said angrily: "You just said that you can't compose poetry. ”
Li Buqi immediately scolded back: "Is there a son who is so boastful?" If I can compose a poem if I get a fragment of a sentence, then wouldn't Gongzi just composed two poems that can be compared to Li Du's great poet? ”
Xing'er behind the veil was already laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten her waist: "Little lady, this Li Bu's mouth is really unforgiving." ”
Zhao Min was about to speak, the drum had already been taken, Zhao Min said, "What do you want him to sing?" ”
I saw Li Buqi walking to the big drum and shaking his head regretfully: "It's still too small, so I can't sing like this." That's it, that's it! ”
As he spoke, he picked up the drumstick, first knocked lightly, and then a spring thunderous drum continued to shake people's hearts. Li Bu Qi Shen Dantian sang loudly: "The red plum blossoms on the red rock, and the frost is stepped on for thousands of miles." Sanjiu is so afraid of the severe cold, and a Dan's heart opens to the sun. The red plum blossoms bloom, the flowers shine, and the flowers are fragrant outside the clouds. Wake up the flowers blooming, sing and celebrate the coming of the New Year........."