At this time, Liu Maozeng walked off the stage with his skirt in his hand, and seeing Chu Yuan's calm expression, the confidence in his eyes that lingered made him straighten his waist suddenly.

"The lower official is willing to write for Lord Qincha!"

"Come on, bring that rattan chair to the adults."

Chang Yue's clothes fluttering on the stage walked up to Chu Yuan at some point, squatted slightly and said: "The slave family serves wine for the adult, the adult should not be disgusted~"

The two court attendants of the Ministry of Internal Affairs moved an extremely simple and stunning rattan chair and put it behind Chu Yuan, only to see him swing his hem and sit down in a chic manner.

The blazing gaze and Ye Zhiqiu's fierce gaze were opposite, and there were a hundred cups of elixir jade liquid between the two.

"Don't say that I bullied you, you can play the poems and lyrics at will, as long as the rhyme has a little meaning, it will be counted as a song, so as not to admit it to you later."

Chu Yuan stepped on the vine chair with one leg, leaned his whole body against each other, and waved his hand to signal Chang Yue to bring the grapes over.

Chang Yue was looking forward to his performance very much in his heart, and greeted Shangguan Caidie with a smile on his face, and quickly held the old green jade plate full of purple grapes in his hand, like a maid serving his son-in-law.

Chu Yuan, who yawned, his eyes were slightly misty, he picked up the grapes and threw them into his mouth and said with a smile: "After tonight, there will be no more Qilin talents." ”

"Don't talk much, the night is long, I chant enough songs before dawn, I should kneel under the blue sky to fulfill my vows, but if you can't chant enough songs, what will happen then?"

"Hehe~" Chu Yuan beckoned at Liu Maozeng, and he ran over and listened to Chu Yuan.

After speaking, Liu Maozeng swallowed his saliva and stopped in place, as if he was a little worried.

"Lord Liu, don't you believe me?"

Hearing this, Liu Maozeng called his entourage to give orders to go down, and after a while, he saw a burly knife and axe hand walking behind Chu Yuan.

"See, if I don't chant enough songs, this head will fall to the ground and kick you as a ball."

Ye Zhiqiu sat on the round stool and stretched out his hand and sneered: "There are still three hours until dawn, what are you waiting for?" ”

The open floor-to-ceiling wooden windows around Xunmei Pavilion suddenly began to creak, the night wind whistled, and the bright moon was covered by dark clouds.

With the first thunder explosion in the sky, the corners of Chu Yuan's mouth hooked up and said comfortably:

"The world is out of my generation, and the years are urging when I enter the rivers and lakes."

As his first poem fell on everyone's ears, a strong chivalrous atmosphere came to his face, which really shocked many scholars present who only chewed their lives in books and greenhouses!

Chu Yuan's toes were facing Ye Zhiqiu, and it seemed that he was launching an offensive that was invisible to the naked eye, and the entire aisle of Xunmei Pavilion had also become a battlefield to which the two belonged!

"The grand plan hegemony talks and laughs, and it is better than a drunk in life."

"The horizontal sword straddles the ghost rain, and the white bones fly like mountain birds."

"The past is like a tide, people are like water, only sigh how many people in the rivers and lakes will return?"

After chanting a poem, everyone fell into a state of confusion, as if they were savoring this poem with a strong atmosphere of rivers and lakes.

It wasn't until Ye Zhiqiu tapped the folding fan in his hand that everyone broke out into a loud shout.

Ye Zhiqiu also praised without hesitation: "Yes, it is a great poem, although it is not embellished with gorgeous literary shows, it is better than being concise and concise, and the artistic conception is mellow." ”

He touched the jade pendant on his waist, and asked with a slight smile in his narrow phoenix eyes: "It's just that a young eunuch who has been in the deep palace for a long time, why would he write such a poem with a strong atmosphere of rivers and lakes?" ”

Chu Yuan sneered and nodded his head: "It's not something that can only be written here. ”

Speaking of which, Chu Yuan really wanted to throw all the Tang poems, Song Ci and Yuefu folk songs on the face of this pretending to be a trafficker, but he couldn't.

Because he has to keep the ancient talisman, although he doesn't have it now, it doesn't mean that he won't have it in the future!

Now it's all written in one breath, and it's become catchy and familiar to the world, when the time comes, what will he use to create his own words, and use the ancient talisman to break through the realm?

Fortunately, with his ability to never forget, he read a lot of ancient novels and famous dramas in his previous life, and it is not difficult to find some good poems in them.

Chu Yuan saw that Chang Yue on the side didn't move for a long time, he was also a little drunk, and his hand habitually patted her buttocks.

Although Chang Yue's cheeks are crimson, he is also born in the land of wind and moon, this kind of salty pig hand can still bear it, not to mention that this Lord Qincha is so handsome and courageous.

"Miss Chang, are you going to serve wine?"

I saw her wink at Chu Yuan in a charming manner, and suddenly flicked out her sleeves, and a red silk wrapped around the first bowl of wine, and smoothly dragged it onto her slender jade hand, without spilling a drop of wine during the process.

Chu Yuan stretched out his hand to take it, but she pressed it down.

"Let the slave wait for the adults to drink~"

"It's fine."

Chu Yuan drank a glass of wine with Chang Yue's red crisp hand under the eyes of many swordsmen, and raised his head to breathe a long sigh of relief.

He stood up and whispered: "Miss Chang is loved by everyone, I'm afraid that if I drink two more cups of your hand, I'm afraid that my life will be in danger, so I'll come in person." ”

Looking at the slightly drunk appearance of this personable and great-looking Lord Qincha, she blushed for the first time and said coquettishly: "I thought you were a serious person~"

It has been half a year since Chu Yuan came to this world, and he likes this life more than the soulless night sheng song and drunk lantern riddle in the previous life!

Tonight, he's going to get drunk, he's going to kindle the fire of life!

I saw him walk lightly, walk to the first row of drinks, and drink all the drinks in front of him in one go.

The poems in his mouth continued, and although the thunder continued outside the building, not a drop of rain fell.

There were fewer and fewer wine glasses in the aisle, but more and more guests who were supposed to watch came forward to write for Chu Yuan.

I saw that Ye Zhiqiu, who was known as the talent of the unicorn, became more and more gloomy.

An hour later, Chu Yuan sat in the open space of the aisle and burped, looking at the layers of murals above his head, only the last two glasses of wine were left in the entire aisle.

Liu Maozeng, who was writing on his behalf, rubbed his wrist and didn't say a word, his eyes were full of respect, he was waiting for Chu Yuan to speak again.

Ye Zhiqiu already knew that he had lost, but he stood up and couldn't calm down for a long time, he crossed thousands of miles to come to the Ming Dynasty in order to crush his literary luck.

I never thought that I would lose at the hands of a eunuch!

"Lord Chu, why stop, we are still waiting for you~"

Originally, many literati and nobles who looked down on Chu Yuan in their hearts were now looking at him with admiration.

Chang Yue also knew that tonight, she would no longer be the protagonist of this grand event, but she was extremely excited.

She walked to Chu Yuan and sat down behind Chu Yuan with lotus steps, her jade legs were sideways, and under Shangguan Caidie's vinegary gaze, she gently supported Chu Yuan's head and let him rest on her lap.

"Sir, but you're tired?" Chang Yue rubbed his temples for Chu Yuan, "Let the slave family loosen the gods for adults." ”

Chu Yuan sniffed the incense of his daughter lingering on the tip of his nose, and suddenly noticed a flash of murderous aura, and he shivered all over, and even the smell of alcohol disappeared a little.

But he still staggered to his feet and walked to Shangguan Caidie, whose cheeks were slightly bulging.