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"As long as there is wine, not only one, but ten, a hundred poems of the same level, what's so difficult?"

The audience was shocked.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Bai Yunfei's triumphant applause suddenly sounded on the silent star-picking platform. Now that Dongfang Yu has entered the trap, he might as well show a bit of generosity. There was a kind of sincere admiration in his voice, and he praised: "Dongfang Xiaoyou is really arrogant, even if he can be like this, Bai is a villain in vain." ”

Whenever he encountered such an unexpected thing, Emperor Long Linhe was always used to see what the old mandarin duck thought first. As a result, Sang Yuying, the great eunuch who had been sleeping all along, suddenly opened his eyes, and two cold lights flashed like lightning.

If someone else doesn't understand what this means at all, but the emperor understands, Sang Yuying is saying that this kid is damaged enough, and he will be the enemy of the south in the future.

Nangong Zhou opened his mouth slightly, and said to Long Qi and Shen Kun: "The boss is fooled, this grandson is too bad." ”

Shen Kun glanced at him with disdain and said, "Anyway, I've only seen others fall for the boss, and I've never seen him fall for someone else." It's good to be in a hurry, but I don't know who drove whom?"

Long Qi was a little unsure of his idea, and said blankly: "What should the boss do if he wants wine?"

Shen Kun said firmly: "You go and send it, I can guarantee that you can raise your value again just by sending wine to the boss." "The ferry, a frightened, speech, brother Guan looked at the new Sister Zhang knelt down and begged for a hundred Du * eyes * song

Long Qi's eyes lit up, he looked around, and saw a wine jar with twenty catties, and picked it up with shaking his hands.

At this time, at least ninety percent of the people in the field thought that Dongfang Yu had been fooled by Bai Yunfei, and there was already laughter and laughter in the northern mission.

Dongfang Yu's mood can be described as helpless and complicated, he has performed very satisfactorily yesterday and today, he really wants to keep a low profile, but others have to push him on the cusp.

Carrying the inheritance of Chinese civilization for thousands of years, and adhering to the painstaking efforts of countless romantic figures in the Tang and Song dynasties, he can easily "steal" how many famous passages that have been sung through the ages. Compared with him, there was only one end, and he died a miserable death.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked again, "What's the matter?

"Big brother!"

This "big brother" shocked everyone in the audience, and even Empress Liu stretched her neck in shock, and deliberately expressed her surprise to the emperor.

His Royal Highness the Seventh actually called him eldest brother? What is this? Corporal Lixian?

Naturally, everyone quietly observed the expression of the Dragon Linhe Emperor.

There was no expression, and there was no focus in his old man's eyes, so he automatically ignored it.

"Big brother!" Long Qi walked into the middle of the field for the first time with a large wine jar.

Dongfang Yu stretched out his hand and patted Long Qi on the shoulder, saying, "Good brother." ”

After taking over the wine jar, Dongfang Yu raised his head and drank, like a long whale sucking water, continuously, and the bold appearance was that the northerners couldn't help but praise it in their hearts.

In fact, Dongfang Yu's alcohol volume is average, and two catties of wine are up to the sky. At this time, the agate tower was hidden in his mouth, and a large amount of wine was poured directly into the tower through his mouth.

On the third layer, the crow made his body to the maximum, opened his mouth wide, and swallowed beautifully. He was standing on his shoulder, and the dripping drink was enough for him to drink.

Twenty catties of wine "belly", Dongfang Yu's face instantly turned crimson. He flipped his hand, staggered a little, buckled the huge jar on the stage, and turned over to sit down. There is quite a legacy of Li Taibai letting Gao Lishi wear shoes on the Jinluan Palace.

Zhan Qingyong's eyes lit up, and he said: "Tuchuan, I like this kid's drinking, the emperor won't let me move, you will give me another altar." ”

Zhan Qingyong thought to himself, grandpa is biased to make trouble for you, I poured him down, and let all the traps of your northerners fall through.

As soon as the military department Tianguan Lian Tuchuan heard the commander's order, he immediately stood up, gave a military salute first, picked up a wine jar that was also twenty catties, and came to Dongfang Yu in a hurry, and said happily: "We soldiers like a good amount of wine, come, young man, drink another jar." ”

Emperor Long Linhe was already laughing in his heart, these two goods are more effective than so many literati, this is to put Dongfang Yu down.

Bai Yunfei was a little anxious, if he drank this altar again, he must be drunk and didn't know what kind of poetry he was doing? ”

Dongfang Yu was obviously drunk, and waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, I will make twenty songs when I drink twenty catties, and forty songs when I drink forty catties." ”

Dongfang Yu couldn't stand up anymore, so he sat on the wine jar and saluted Lian Tianguan, pulled it over the wine jar, held it with one hand, held it on his elbow, and leaned his head again.

"Hahaha, the imperial wine of the palace is here again!" In the agate tower, the liver of the little crow music trembled.

After drinking again, Dongfang Yu was even more drunk, and said to Long Qi: "Brother, ask someone to help me write down the poems, I am easy to lose memory after drinking, and I don't know how many good poems I have lost for this." ”

smashed an eyeball on the star-picking platform, this drunken talk is too crazy, and there is no boundary.

Emperor Long Linhe muttered to himself, why isn't this guy drunk?

Long Qi was reminded by Shen Kun that he didn't doubt Dongfang Yu's ability at all at this time, and hurriedly shouted: "Come on, prepare to copy poems." ”

As soon as he heard that His Royal Highness the Seventh had an order, a eunuch ran to the center with a pen and paper, and several little eunuchs helped carry the book case and set up the inkstone, all of which were busy.

Dongfang Yu shook his head and said impatiently: "I make poems very quickly, how can a person remember it." ”

As soon as they heard what he said, the people in the northern mission were stupid, this guy was about to make a fool of himself on the spot, Bai Yunfei had a set, and he should be credited.

No matter what others think, Long Qi has always supported Dongfang Yu, and at this time, four eunuchs have been summoned. The Emperor's eyes flashed with a strange color, and he thought of an unbelievable possibility.

Glancing at the four tables in front of him and behind him, Dongfang Yu sat on the wine jar and suddenly spoke: "The first one, it's still homesick." The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. ”

As soon as Shixian's works were thrown out, of course, the audience was shocked.

In the midst of the tranquility, Dongfang Yu suddenly asked, "Mr. Bai, Mr. Bai, is there a moon?"

Bai Yunfei, who opened his mouth wide, as if he was about to swallow a toad alive, subconsciously replied: "Yes, there is." ”

Dongfang Yu didn't care whether the eunuch who wrote the pen remembered it or not, and continued to chant: "Between the south and the north of Xinjiang, the dragon capital is only separated by a few mountains. The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me. ”

"Is there a moon?"

It was Li Taibai's homesickness just now, and this is Wang Anshi's homesickness again.

"The dew is white from tonight, and the moon is the hometown of Ming. Du Fu expressed dissatisfaction, and I was also homesick.

"Go up to the west building alone without a word, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely Wutong deep courtyard lock Qingqiu. Cut constantly, the reason is still messy, it is sorrowful. Don't just have a general taste in mind. ”

Li Yu is even more unconvinced, if you want to say homesickness, how can you have the pain of losing my country?

The hand-me-down stories of poets, poets, poets, and ghosts flowed out of Dongfang Yu's mouth like a river flowing eastward, and they were so shocked that the wind and clouds changed color, and the ghosts wept sadly.

Not to mention the emperor and ministers, look at the palace maids and little eunuchs who served the night banquet, they were stunned one by one, and some of them had lost their utensils unconsciously.

The four eunuchs who wrote hard wrote the book, for fear of missing this eternal sentence. A eunuch with strong pen power still has the strength to think crankily at this time, he thought, what a pity Mr. Dongfang lost his poems when he was drunk in the past, this is a swan song for the ages!

"The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. "This is Haiyue.

"The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping. "This is Jiang Yue.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. "This is both Jiang Yue and Hai Yue.

"The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring stone is upstream. "This is the moon in the woods.

"The lake and autumn moon are harmonious, and the surface of the lake has no goggles and is not polished. "This is the moon in the lake.

"The desert sand is like snow, and the moon is like a hook. "This is Yamazuki.

Doesn't it mean that I haven't seen the moon? But I can write all kinds of moons, and you don't accept it? You go and vomit blood.

The people in the south were completely excited, including the two "martial artists", Zhan Qingyong and Lian Tuchuan, whose eyes were shining. Lao Zhan was drinking while holding his forehead, now he was a little afraid, if he really drunk Dongfang Yu just now, it would be bad. Who would have thought that it would be easier for this kid to make poetry than to pull.

At this time, Dongfang Yu played a new realm here, and the varieties of the moon began to be renovated.

"When is the bright moon? "The moon of the literati.

"Thirty merits, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. "Marshal General's Moon.

"In the Qin period, the bright moon and the Han period, the Long March has not been returned. "Whoever is a soldier also wants the moon.

"The moon is on the willow tops, and people are about after dusk. "Lover's Moon.

"On the moonlit night of the twenty-four bridges, where does the jade teach?"

"Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. "This is the moon of otaku.

"The spring night is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. "The bridegroom's moon is the most beautiful.

"The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk knocks on the door under the moon. "The monk said that I was lonely, and the old man wanted to return to the vulgar.

......

People were drunk, drunk in the thousands of meanings of the moon, Long Qi remembered his words again, and felt that the deeper he understood Dongfang Yu, the more he would find that he couldn't understand him.

Now, people not only think that Dongfang Yu is talented, he is the real Wenqu Xing, compared to him, Xie Kuixing will be overshadowed. How can there be such a poem? How can there be a poem so fast? How can there be a poem that is a good product?

The faces of several princes can already be described as hideous, such a prodigy, why is it cheaper? Don't say call brother, if he is with me, he can call uncle!

Bai Yunfei was crumbling, his chest and abdomen churning, and a salty smell repeatedly surged up his throat.

Dongfang Yu finally got a little excited, squinted his drunken eyes and asked, "Is it enough for forty songs?"

The eunuch who was already tired and had a pain in his wrist hurriedly said: "Enough, enough, there are more than one hundred and forty songs." ”

"Hehe, Lord Bai," Dongfang Yu staggered to his feet......

"Ahh

Dongfang Yu's words didn't see a turn, he continued: "Hehe, Lord Bai, pay attention to your body. If the wine is big, it hurts the liver, and if the gas is big, it also hurts the liver. ”

Stumbled, Dongfang Yu fell into Long Qi's arms.

Long Qimei, let the god of poetry fall into his arms.

Honorable!