Chapter 219: I am the Heavenly Gate Liu Xuye

People can't always be immersed in pain, Aunt Xiao is gone, Li Yuan is gone, Qin Qiong is also gone, today's Chang'an, it seems that there are not too many people worthy of their nostalgia, several gentlemen in the academy are very open, and the competition is to see who dies first, of course, it is to be taken away by God, not to kill himself, that is pure cheating.

Mr. Yuen Long looked at Liu Xu very kindly, this kid has fulfilled his own oath in the end, and will never use the academy to protect his own interests, to be honest, if Liu Xu really uses the power of the academy, a single eldest grandson Wuji will not be able to shake Liu Xu at all, let alone to the point where he is now.

"Master Li is walking comfortably, let's be fast, you kid has seen the wind and waves now, in the future..."

At this, Mr. Yuen Long paused and smiled self-deprecatingly.

"Don't talk about the future, people always live in the present, the Di Renjie you recommended is very good, your vision of the old man has always been trusting, rest assured, he will not be affected by the outside, the academy is not a place that anyone can move if they want to."

Liu Xu bowed down to thank him, the academy is the foundation of the development of Datang, he can't go by himself, this place will be ruined, compared to others, he still hopes to see Datang one day, can be invincible in the world, the place where the dragon flag is raised, is where Datang is, this is a rare stubbornness in Liu Xu's heart.

"The glass of wine is paused, and he will get together on a day at the time, you have always been very good at poetry, you must leave something before leaving, right? Today, with the help of Niangniang's food and wine, I will give you a ride, come and come, that is, when we are old in the future, your boy is not there, we can also sing poetry and go away, but we can't be pressed too much by Master Li. ”

Mr. Jian Zhi sighed, after drinking, he smiled very happily, Liu Xu smiled, and then said, Yao Silian This is to let himself leave something for people to remember, and always think about himself, exhale, shake his head and smile, and write up.

"You don't see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns. You don't see it, Gao Tang Mingjing is sad and white-haired, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. ”

After these few sentences were written, Yao Silian was directly shocked, his head lowered, and his eyes were wide open, looking at the verses, and then at Liu Xu, half ringing, and glanced at Mr. Yuen Long.

"Okay, the husband of heaven and earth, the reverse journey of all things, the time of time, the passerby of a hundred generations, life is in a hurry, and it is small, the big river goes to the east without realizing it, the morning is like green silk twilight into snow, haha, good, when the big white floats, continue to continue."

Liu Xuwaner.

"Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon, I am born to be useful, and the daughter will come back when it is gone!"

This time, Mr. Yuen Long screamed even louder, directly slapping his thigh again and again, laughing.

"Yes, yes, the spring breeze is proud, once you see all the Chang'an flowers, when you kid is proud, who dares to say a word? Who doesn't stretch out his thumb and praise a good man! You have to be happy, you have to be happy, not bad, it's really your kid's appetite, the last two sentences, it's even more flavorful, you can have this bearing, what about the young man's white head, it's much stronger than the group of muddy and deceitful people in the court, Liu Xu, the old man congratulates you! ”

It's a big glass of wine, the more the two of them look at it, the more they like it, the eldest grandson is also smiling and admiring it on the side, the kid's words have grown a lot, this borrowing wine and writing, the pen power of the wild grass is plump and round, and then over time, than that Chu Suiliang will not let it at all. No, it's not bad now!

Liu Xu is a little empty in his heart, the words are practiced by himself, but there is absolutely no fire that the eldest grandson said, Zhang Xu's sticking words for so long, and now he takes it out to offer ugliness before he is born, it is really a shame, but he is used to stealing poems, and he will not say anything about stealing words, although Shen Yun is still a little worse, but if he continues to practice, he may really be able to achieve something, right? Anyway, the last thing that is not bad now is time.

"Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require three hundred 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. ”

At this point, the two gentlemen interrupted again.

"Liu Xu, this old man Danqiu understands that Danqiu is the land of immortals, you say Danqiu Sheng, the old man can imagine Li Wenji, but who is this Master Cen? Moreover, you drink with us, write these two people, well, it's not appropriate, you should change it to Master Yao, Dan Qiusheng. That's it. ”

Yao Silian stroked this long beard, and the old man looked very proud, which made Mr. Lu Deming of Yuen Long very dissatisfied.

"Why isn't it Master Lu, could it be that the old man can't help you? Hmph, now that the pen and ink are there, why don't you and I have a try? You say, whether it's poetry or song, the old man comes with you! ”

Looking at the poem, the two have a tendency to fight, so Liu Xu hurriedly persuaded him to come back, and swore to reassure himself, just the two of you, I can rest assured.

"It's just two names, let's change it to Yao Fuzi, Yuen Long Sheng, how about it?"

Both shook their heads at the same time.

"That's not good, I lost the rhythm, it's not good, that's it, Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, hehe, let future generations guess, who are these two people, isn't it also a beautiful thing?"

, This can be unified, the eldest grandson covered his mouth on the side, recorded it, and then continued to watch Liu Xu swing the ink.

"Bells and drums are not expensive enough...."

The next few sentences, it's done in one go, otherwise it's always interrupted by them, cursive is a little bit worse, there is no coherence, then the look is even worse, I already know to use regular script, but such a bold poem, with regular script and it seems too inconsistent, whatever, it's not hung out for exhibition, even if, a person in his twenties wrote like this, it's not bad, isn't it?

"Sell eternal sorrow together!"

After reading it a few times, and picking up the whole article, the two shook their heads together and chanted again, while chanting, and while hitting the knots, this is the real posture of the Tang literati, although Liu Xu has studied for many years, but he still has some charm behind them, that kind of intoxication, a kind of "presumptuous", not stolen, put down the pen, and the excitement came, and he also spread his throat, banged on the table, and chanted loudly, and in the end, the three of them laughed and laughed, hooked their shoulders and backs, drunk and crazy, Liu Xu had white hair, but it didn't look different.

"Ann go, Ann go, heaven and earth are free, the heart is higher than heaven and earth, you should go, you should go."

The two gentlemen sang and sang and walked towards the academy, waving their hands behind Liu Xu's back, their posture was free and easy, the depression in Liu Xu's heart, as if under their influence, completely let go, poured the last drop of wine into his mouth, turned around, stepped on horseback, and a long howl spread all around.

"I am Tianmen Liu Xuye!"