"Although the turtle is long, there is still a time.

Teng snake ride the fog, and eventually turn into ashes.

Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles.

The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong.

The period of profit and contraction is not only in the sky.

The blessing of recuperation can be eternal.

Fortunately, even ya, the song is a song. ”

Yang Fan groaned word by word, each sentence was emotional, not dry reading, given to the key point, but also to open his hands and add body movements, causing the emotions of the people around him to be suppressed and frustrated, and the ups and downs were high.

This is due to the level of the day's presentations, but it comes in handy at the moment.

Yang Fan's recitation is in love, as if he is immersive, and he really feels Cao Cao's old and strong, but positive and enterprising attitude towards life, full of real experience of life.

After Yang Fan finished chanting, he opened his eyes and saw countless dull faces.

Most of the guests present were not rich or expensive, most of them had read books, and although they could not write good poems themselves, they also knew what good poetry was.

Yang Fan's poem "Turtle Although Long" seems to integrate everyone into the poet's ambition and pride that is unwilling to grow old, does not believe in the destiny of heaven, struggles endlessly, and never stops pursuing great ideals.

"Lao Ji is in the bush, and his ambitions are thousands of miles. The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong. ”

"When you are strong, forge ahead, always optimistic and hardworking, self-improvement, good poetry, this is a peerless masterpiece, and it will be passed down through the ages in the future! What is the surname of this brother? I have thousands of miles of peach blossoms and 10,000 hotels, can I go to my home to drink and make friends? ”

All the prostitutes sighed and were completely impressed by Yang Fan's poem.

The old bustard also took a deep breath, but he didn't expect this old man, the three brothers are really extraordinary.

Pei Dahu on the side was also stunned, good guy, just now this brother praised other women for using "sao", and thought that he was as uneducated as himself, but I didn't expect that the clown was me?

However, he reacted immediately, slammed the table, and stood up.

"Hahaha! This is my brother, Li Xiaodu, a contemporary poet, his poems, even today's saints are amazed, I don't believe you go to ask Your Majesty! ”

"By the way, I am his brother, Pei Dahu, and I will be the man who will be His Majesty's first loyal minister in the future!"

Pei Dahu laughed, boasting about Yang Fan, and by the way, he also brought himself with him, and at the same time let the reputation of Yang Fan and Li Xiaodu's poetry spread to the ears of every prostitute present.

"Let me tell you, that Zhao Yingying is destined to fly with my brother, and only my brother Li Xiaodu's brilliant writing can be worthy of such a stunning talent."

"Li Xiaodu? Okay, I made a note of it, and I will be a guest at the Peach Blossom Hotel in the future! ”

"I really can't imagine that my Great Chu Country is weak and the people are poor, and I can still produce such poems, looking at the country with poetry, and seeing the big with the small, it seems that my Great Chu has a sign of rising!"

"Your Majesty is still governing well, quickly write down this poem, go back and let my son memorize it and copy it a hundred times!"

Everyone was bustling, full of admiration for Yang Fan.

Yang Fan, on the other hand, enjoyed the refreshing feeling of appearing in front of people, and looked up at the curtains upstairs.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, the curtain opened gently, and a seductive, crispy voice came out softly.

"Please Mr. Li Xiaodu go upstairs for a while."

"It's done! It's been more than a month, and Miss Zhao Yingying actually opened today! ”

The old bustard's eyes lit up, Zhao Yingying opened, no matter what, Yang Fan had to pay a lot of money for prostitution, and he made a lot of money directly!

In addition to him, all the guests present were also excited.

Some people are willing to bow down, some people are unconvinced, and some people remember that their goddess was given by Yang Fan today, and their hearts are not even more delicious!

"Grass! You all say that his poems are good, but where are Lao Tzu's poems inferior to him? Yes! I'm not convinced! ”

A person roared loudly, and he claimed that his father was a guest of the Great Chu Literature Masters before.

"Oh? This brother is so confident, can he read out his poems for everyone to taste? ”

"Just read it, who is afraid of whom?"

The man relied on his father who was a literary master, and he was not afraid at all, and he also pretended to embroider and spit out.

"I,

Have a dream,

That is,

want to be,

The tallest man in the world to pee,

In addition to high urine, moreover,

Pull high, too! ”

"How's that, hang it or not, is my poem the best? Many writers praise me for my good writing, which is unfathomable and unfathomable, and ordinary people can't understand it! ”

The man looked around, triumphant.

"Ahem!"

The old bustard held back his laughter, but after holding back a few breaths, he couldn't help it and laughed with all the guests present.

"This, this can also be called a fucking poem?"

"Child, don't you know how to call poems in sections, and your poems are full of, pee, and fart, do you want to disgust us to death?"

"Gross!"

In the laughter, everyone gradually dispersed, although Zhao Yingying was taken away by Yang Fan, but there are so many sisters in the Chunfeng Building, and a man can't see the trees and the forest.

"Huh? Why are there so many soldiers patrolling here today? ”

Pei Dahu also left, preparing to go to Chunfeng Building to find a girl to live happily, writing poems can't compare to his good brother, maybe he can win back in time.

"General Ma Chao! You're on patrol yourself, too! ”

Walking and walking, Pei Dahu suddenly saw a white horse silver spear general, heroic, not Ma Chao who is it, he scolded the White Lotus Sect outside the city a few days ago, and he has already become a celebrity.

Ma Chao looked at the people who came up to greet him and nodded.

"Yes! Your Majesty wants me to patrol here more tonight and pay attention to security, alas, it is strange to say, today's big victory, I originally wanted to find Your Majesty for a drink in the evening, but I didn't expect Your Majesty, Mr. Guo Jia, General Dian Wei, they are all gone. ”

Ma Chao said with a righteous face.

"Your Majesty wants to come somewhere, do your best for the future of my Great Chu Country, and I can't rest, continue to patrol, and ensure that there is no danger here!"

"Well, General Ma Chao is really my pawn, and I will also join the army in the future and serve Your Majesty!"

Pei Dahu watched the dutiful Ma Chao drive away, patrolling around, conscientious, and also excited, enthusiastic, without saying a word, he entered the Chunfeng Building to extinguish the fire.

At this time, in the small courtyard of the spring breeze, on the second floor.

Yang Fan knocked on the small door, and soon, a veiled woman opened the door.

"Slow with light fur, fragrant clothes and sideburns, Luo fan weaving yellow clouds, moon shadow moving dusk."

"Miss Yingying, she is really stunning in the world, and her talent is refreshing."

Yang Fan looked at Zhao Yingying, and opened his mouth to say sweet words.

Of course, this is not pure praise, with Zhao Yingying's appearance, Yang Fan is the truth.

"Li Gongzi's poetry is also unprecedented, and if you want to come to the little girl, you can also follow the son's "Turtle Although Shou", which will be famous through the ages."

Zhao Yingying said softly and invited Yang Fan into the house.

The boudoir is elegantly decorated and quite emotional, Zhao Yingying sits behind a guqin, and Yang Fan finds a stool at random and sits in front of Zhao Yingying.

"Childe, before you act, can you let the little girl play a song for Childe?"

Oh? It's so emotional, anyway, it's all the potatoes in hand, see what tricks she has.

Yang Fan said with a smile.

"Girl, please."

Zhao Yingying's hands were gently plucked twice on the strings, and Yang Fan only found out at this time that the texture of the guqin under Zhao Yingying was exquisitely carved, elegant and precious, and the shape and color were simple and abnormal, as if it had gone through many years, and it seemed that it was probably older than the years of the Great Chu State.

Yang Fan was admiring, and suddenly, the sound of the piano sounded, and it was like the sky falling for a moment.

"Your Majesty, I'm here."

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Yang Fan felt that his eyes were suddenly dark.

……