What did he say? He said he was going to compose 300 poems? ”

"Haha...... I'm laughing to death, he can't be that he didn't wake up. ”

"Shameful and conspicuous things, arrogant, arrogant to the extreme, he is simply a disgrace to the Ming Kingdom."

"Are you going to put two chickens on the ground and a cat on the house, this kind of sentence will also become a poem, if so, I can make a thousand poems."

The ridicule was endless, including not only the people of the Qi State Mission, but also the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty, who naturally did not forget to fall into the ground.

"Your Majesty, it seems that today's sanctimonious Master Lu is going to fold in our Ming Kingdom." Wei Zhong smiled and whispered beside Zhu Zhixiong.

"Oh, do you believe that Chen Hu can make three hundred songs?" Zhu Zhixiong asked in surprise.

"Your Majesty, although the slave doesn't believe it in his heart, you have forgotten that General Chen was like this three days ago, and he made the Qi State lose face in the ridicule and distrust of everyone." Wei Zhong replied.

Zhu Zhixiong's eyes lit up, he looked at Chen Hu more and more expectantly, and said in a deep voice, "Where is the historian?" ”

"The minister is here!" Not far away, several historians replied.

"Remember, word for word." Zhu Zhixiong ordered without question.

"Commandment."

……

"Emperor Xie's trust in the last general, I don't know if I can reward the last general with a few bowls of wine to drink, with wine, it will feel better." Chen Hu hugged his fist at Zhu Zhixiong.

"Someone, bring me the thirty-year-old jar that I treasured." Zhu Zhixiong waved his hand, and then smiled at Chen Hu, "Chen Hu, this jar of wine is what I am going to use for your celebration." ”

"The emperor can rest assured, three hundred songs, if there is one unsatisfactory song, the last general will be willing to be the aunt of the princess of Qi Kingdom." Chen Hu swore an oath.

How annoying, Qi Jingyi can't wait to run over and scratch Chen Hu, what's the matter, being the husband of this princess and the concubine of Qi State, it seems that how wronged he is.

When the words fell, Chen Hu asked Lu Qiu, "I don't know what kind of poetry you are good at?" ”

"Who doesn't know, the old man is good at seven-character poetry." Lu Qiu said.

"Then you listen carefully, I have three hundred poems, there are five words, seven words, five words of poetry, seven words of poetry, five words of quatrains, seven words of quatrains and Yuefu bodies, I will let you understand today, sage, in front of our Ming scholars, worthless."

Chen Hu said arrogantly, there are three hundred Tang poems, and he has already memorized them, thanks to his parents forcing him to study, otherwise how can he pretend to be compared today.

"Hmph, what a big breath, if you can make 300 poems today, and you have the poems you say, the old man will take you as a teacher." Lu Qiu snorted coldly.

"Want to worship me as a teacher? It depends on whether I want to accept you, who do you think you are. Chen Hu rolled his eyes.

Seeing that the wine was brought, Chen Hu picked up a glass of wine and walked in under the service of a eunuch.

This ancient wine has a low degree, although it is made of pure grain, but it tastes sour, which is really unsatisfactory, which allows Chen Hu to find a way to make a fortune.

Of course, as a modern person, I came to ancient times, and I didn't read less novels in my previous life, and there were many ways to make a fortune.

In the midst of all the sneering eyes, Chen Hu looked at the wine glass, the eunuch was full of it again, he stood proudly with the wine glass, at that moment a rebellious aura burst out from his body, he was instantly pulled into the poetic conception of the ancients, and said loudly, "Will enter the wine!" ”

"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.

Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.

I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.

Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 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.

The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope to be drunk and do not want to wake up.

The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.

In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.

What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.

Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”

As soon as this poem immortal Li Bai entered and came out of the wine, he immediately calmed the field, everyone looked at Chen Hu in disbelief, everyone stared at Chen Hu with wide eyes, the sneering eyes were gone at that moment, and everyone looked at Chen Hu in surprise at that moment, he was able to make such a shocking work.

Obviously, Shixian's poems are better than Tang Bohu's Peach Blossom Anthem, and their artistic conception and their uninhibited mood have aroused strong resonance.

A good sentence is born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when she is gone.

"Wonderful, wonderful, good poetry, good poetry!" Zhu Zhixiong couldn't help but applaud.

"It's amazing." Hundreds of civil and military officials, literati and ink writers, couldn't help but clap their hands.

"This poem, this poem ......" Lu Qiu swallowed stiffly, because this poem is honestly like a pile of shit compared to the poems he made.

Looking at Lu Qiu's ugly face, with a little stubbornness in the embarrassment, Chen Hu smiled slightly, "I know, you want to say that this poem was also written by you, right?" ”

"Humph!" Chen Hu snorted coldly, then drank and continued, "Drink four songs alone under the moon." ”

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date.

Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio.

The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me.

Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring.

I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess.

When they wake up, they mingle together, and when they get drunk, they disperse.

Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. ”

"The second one."

"If the sky does not love wine, the wine star is not in the sky.

If the earth does not love wine, there shall be no fountain of wine on the earth.

Heaven and earth love wine, and love wine is worthy of heaven.

I have heard that it is more than a saint, and it is as virtuous as a sage.

Since the sages have already drunk, why bother to ask the gods.

Three cups lead to the avenue, and one bucket is natural.

But if you have fun in wine, don't pass it on to the awake. ”

"The Third ......"

"The Fourth ......"

After the recitation of the four poems under the moon, Chen Hu had already drunk three glasses of wine, the wine was slightly drunk, and he looked at Lu Qiu lightly and asked, "These four poems are also made by you?" ”

"Uh...... This, I ......" Lu Qiu's face turned red, and he was embarrassed to look at Chen Hu's domineering, sharp gaze, even if he wanted to grit his teeth and say that it was done by him, but he couldn't make a sound like a fish in his throat.

"Your Majesty, it seems that General Chen's flower wine is not in vain, you listen to these poems written by him, all of them are related to the wine, at first glance, it is drunk after the poetry will create such exquisite and wonderful poems, the old slave thinks, in the future, for our Ming Dynasty's poetry and song endowment to be prosperous, can let General Chen create more amazing works, should encourage him, the money is not enough, the treasury comes out, you must know that such a stunning work is spread in the world, and it is not harmful to the Ming Dynasty, he is not drinking flower wine for himself, it is for the Ming Dynasty." Wei Zhong sighed with emotion on the side.

"Yes, he will be merry and happy in the future, and the treasury will come out, haha...... This stinky boy, if he had known that he could make such wonderful poems, even if he had removed my dragon chair, when the competition was over, tell him that the dragon chair did not need to be repaired, and that the dragon chair would have been given to him as his death-free gold medal, as if I had come in person! Zhu Zhixiong commanded in a good mood.

"Minion Command." Wei Zhong said with a smile.

And standing in the ring, Chen Hu didn't know at all, he only made five poems and won the gold medal for avoiding death, try to ask the Ming Dynasty for more than a hundred years, who has this card, take the dragon chair as a gold medal for avoiding death, even his ancestors did not have this treatment.

The dragon chair is placed at home, and the status can be said to be not much worse than that of the prince.

"Come on, go on!" Chen Hu raised his head and drank again, and then spoke again.