Chapter 17 Cao Laosan's Fu is actually comparable to you?

King Hong came out to play the round again, "My sister's song is really a natural sound, why don't we use my sister as a poem?" ”

Yu Qianbai was extremely moved in his heart, alas, mom, brother, as soon as you change the topic, I won't be so embarrassed. Sitting down, the waiter began to change the food in front of Yu Qianbai for the second wave.

After Yu Qianbai sat down, he began to drink again.

Wu Liang laughed, "Okay, Princess Qinghe's heavenly song, we are really honored now, and I agree with a beautiful woman to compose a poem." ”

"Indeed, I am honored!"

"Excellent, excellent."

Yu glanced at this group of people with disdain, a group of licking dogs, flattering for a long time, can the princess still marry you?

"I'll come first!" Huo Feicai stood up, his face full of confidence, and walked out.

"Good!" King Hong clapped his hands and welcomed.

Huo Feicai walked in the center of the hall, as if he was thinking about the words, "There you have it!" Princess, listen. ”

"Qingqu evokes the smell of Qing guests, and the lotus sky is a total of one day.

Jiachen lives up to the heroes, and everyone knows that he is an immortal.

The piano is beautiful, and the music is deep and colorful.

The fairy sound and fairy music are intoxicating, and the meanders are ethereal! ”

After writing a poem, Huo Feicai stood in the middle, extremely proud, like a rooster that had been winning.

"Good!"

"What a song!"

Yu Qianbai was eating wine, and when he heard this broken poem, he immediately heard his little trick, hiding his head, and the Qinghe beauty played the fairy song. Tut-tut, do you think the princess will eat this set, just this broken poem, although I can't make it, but I don't think it's good.

Yu Qianbai didn't feel like he laughed out loud when he thought of this, but this laugh, Yu Qianbai regretted it, it was over, and he was going to become the target of public criticism again, unlucky.

Sure enough, this smile instantly attracted all eyes to Yu Qianbai.

At this time, Huo Feicai was accepting everyone's praise, and secretly looked at Princess Qinghe, but Princess Qinghe was just smiling and not surprised, still wondering, was she not aware of my hidden head, and was about to explain when she suddenly heard a sneer, and was annoyed in her heart.

"The surname is Yu, what are you laughing at? Is there anything wrong with the poems I made? ”

Yu Qianbai put down the wine glass and waved his hand, "No, no, no, what you said is very good." ”

"Then what are you laughing at?"

"I suddenly remembered something funny."

"What's funny?"

"Can you handle it?"

"You! Okay, well, it seems that my poem can't get into your eyes, come on, come on, you have the ability to do a song! ”

Yu Qianbai hurriedly said, "No, no, no, I don't have that talent, you continue to continue." ”

At this time, Qinghe also looked at Yu Qianbai, and he was actually very interested in it, much like seeing what Yu Qianbai had in poetry.

King Hong laughed, "Senior Brother Huo is a good poet, he hides his head with one hand and secretly fits the theme, I admire and admire." ”

At this time, Huo Feicai's face looked a little better, but he still didn't give up, and looked at Yu Qianbai, "It's okay if you do badly!" Try it, knowing that you are uneducated, and no one laughs at you. ”

"How do you know that my brother has no poetic talent?" Qiao Shirui stood up angrily, "My senior brother is at the Mandate of Heaven Gate, and the popular poems come casually!" ”

That's right, when Yu Qianbai was in Tianming Mountain, he occasionally remembered the things of his previous life, so he casually memorized a few lines of poetry, which was passed on to the entire sect, and everyone admired it very much, the senior brother is not only handsome, but also talented and talented for thousands of years.

"Haha? Then please ask Senior Brother Yu to do it on the spot, let's open our eyes! Huo Feicai laughed and dismissed.

Yu Qianbai's right hand supported his forehead slightly, junior sister, I don't need it at all, I have to be remembered by them for this trick, I just want to live a little transparent life, don't pit me anymore!

"Oh? I didn't expect Senior Brother Yu to be not only a genius, but also good at poetry? "King Hong is also very interested.

Qiao Shirui stood up, extremely proud, and casually recited a sentence,

"There are no colorful phoenix wings, and the heart is a little clear."

"When does the moon come into the blue sky? I'll stop and ask for a glass today. ”

"The three mountains are half outside the blue sky, and the two waters are divided into Egret Continent."

"There are many, many more, you don't know!"

Just one sentence, the audience was silent.

Huo Feicai snorted coldly, "It's indeed a good sentence, but it's just these few sentences, it's not a good sentence!" ”

"Every time my senior brother feels something, he only says one or two sentences, but every sentence is excellent!"

"Cut! I think that's all I have to say, can't I? Or did you hear a few good sentences from somewhere, and use them to show off? Do you have the ability to do it on the spot? ”

Hiss! The truth!

Yu Qianbai doesn't care anymore in his heart, do you know why I only memorize a few sentences? Because it's been too long, I don't remember the previous sentence or the next sentence, junior sister, stop talking.

"Hahahaha, since Senior Brother Yu has this poetic talent, come on, let's enjoy it?" King Hong also stood up, poured a glass of wine, and saluted Yu Qianbai.

Yu Qianbai hurriedly raised his wine glass and drank it all, alas, King Hong personally invited, it seems that there is no way, although many of them don't remember, but there are also those who remember very clearly! In that case, don't blame me, you forced me to pretend!

Yu Qianbai directly picked up the wine jug, raised his head and poured half a pot, "Then I'll be ugly!" Write an article! ”

"Good!"

Hua Xian'er and Princess Qinghe also looked at Yu Qianbai intently.

Yu Qianbai stood up and walked to the middle of the hall, and said loudly:

"Qingyuan for a thousand years, the heroes meet, the guqin is a song, and the immortals are intoxicated.

Today I have a saying, the god of Qingyuan, the name is Qinghe.

......

Soaring like a frightening dragon, graceful like a dragon.

Rong Yao autumn chrysanthemum, Huamao spring pine.

It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like the snow of the wind.

......

Dan lips are bright outside, bright teeth are fresh inside, bright eyes are good, and Jing Fu inherits power.

Magnificent and elegant, quiet and leisurely.

Tenderness and flattery in words.

......

Luo inspiration, wandering and hesitating, divine light clutched, yin and yang.

......

Hugh Xun flies, fluttering like a god, Lingbo walks slightly, and Luo socks are dusty.

......

Hearing this beautiful divine comedy during the banquet, I can't calm down for a long time. ”

Just a word.

The entire living room was already quiet at this time, and the needles could be heard.

The wine glass in King Hong's hand fell to the ground suddenly, and then he reacted, hurriedly stood up, clapped his palms vigorously, and was numb, "This is simply a masterpiece of heaven!" Senior Brother Yu, you are really a god! ”

Princess Qinghe also walked in front of Yu Qianbai and gave a deep salute, and Yu Qianbai stood in place and took this gift for granted.

"I don't know Brother Yu, is this endowment famous?"

Yu Qianbai raised the wine jug, took a sip of the big can, and waved his hand, "Whatever, then call it "Qinghe Fu"!" ”

Princess Qinghe was full of joy and joy in her heart, because after today, this Fu must be famous all over the world, and it still carries her name!

"Alright, I'm done, you can continue." With that, Yu Qianbai walked to the wine table and began to eat and drink again.

"Senior Brother Yu said with a smile, who dares to write poetry at this point?"

Yu Qianbai didn't think so, you have the ability to continue to do it, I am a Luo Shenfu, but Cao Laosan did it, how can you compare?

King Hong was shocked and ordered his subordinates to write down this fu on paper and send it to the emperor.

King Hong's banquet ended like this.

A few people returned to Yingxian Tower and waited for the canonization ceremony to begin.