Fu Qiu's cheeks were slightly red, and the wine came up, he smashed the wine vat first, he was full of spirit, and he opened his mouth to be Wang Fang! Roared.

"Will be in the wine! You don't see it, 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. …… Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”

A poem! Both sides of the strait were silent, and then burst into monstrous warm applause and applause! Participating in the poetry meeting is somewhat knowledgeable, of course, I heard the awesomeness of this poem! Talented and beautiful, fall into madness!

"This person, this poem, is unparalleled in the world!"

Gu Chuntang's whole body was trembling, his eyes were shocked, and he kept muttering in his mouth.

"I am born to be useful, and I will come back when my daughter is gone! Good poetry! What a poem! No, it's a poem that has been passed down through the ages! In the last 500 years, I can't find a poem comparable to the wine! ”

He shouted almost frantically! In Yangchun Academy, all the scholars blushed. Seeing that Fu Qiu followed a ghost, he couldn't say a word, he looked down on them just now, but the reality gave them a hard slap, and it hurt! On a certain boat, Li Wan's wonderful shadow even walked on the bow of the boat, her eyes were frightened, her eyebrows flashed with inexplicable brilliance, and she said excitedly.

"Who is this person? Who is this person? How could there be such a number one person in the imperial capital? Tianzhong poetry! Miss Ben must know her! ”

When everyone was still shocked, Fu Qiu continued to recite the poem! He took another big sip of wine, let the cold wind blow on his face, did not move like a mountain, and was as bold as an immortal under the moon.

"Water tune song head! When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is tonight, I want to go back by the wind, and I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the height is too cold...... People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together! ”

The wine will bring the atmosphere to the peak, and the water tune song will quickly quiet the scene! Thousands of people, talented and beautiful women raised their heads one after another, looked at the not round moon in the sky, and burst into tears! I hope that people will last a long time, thousands of miles together! In the crowd, there was a whining cry......

"What a poem, I miss my deceased mother...... Woohoo......"

"Father, are you all right in Heaven?"

"Xiaoqing, are you married? If not, don't wait for me, it's not worth it. ”

There were also people shouting frantically.

"I get it, I get it!"

"The moon is cloudy and sunny, this matter is difficult to complete, I want to cheer up and regain fame!"

Gu Chuntang was stupid, stunned and motionless, there was only this poem in his mind, and then a sadness emanated from the inside out, which was moving! Murong Xue looked at Fu Qiu's back stupidly, there was no other color in her beautiful eyes except shock, this was the third poem she listened to Fu Qiu, the first one was relatively ordinary, at the beginning, she also suspected that Fu Qiu, a royal child, was not really talented, and must have bought someone else's poem, but now it seems that it is impossible at all, this poem, no one will sell it! She opened her mouth lightly and smiled bitterly.

"Where is this person fighting poetry, it's clearly a ghost and god dancing!"

Feeling the amazement from all around, the more Fu Qiu thought about it, the more he got high, and he couldn't extricate himself! Keep drinking, keep shouting.

"Quatrain! Two yellow orioles are singing green willows, and a line of egrets is in the sky. The window contains a thousand autumn snow in Xiling, and the door is berthed in the Dongwu Wanli ship! Spring night rain! Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Dive into the night with the wind, moisturize things silently, the wild trails are black, the river boats are bright, the red wet places are seen, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. Silent Night Poetry! ……”

Fu Qiu read it one after another, like a ruthless machine, and a poem casually burst out of his mouth, which was enough to make the three thousand talented people in the imperial capital so ashamed that they didn't dare to raise their heads, from one, to ten, and then to ninety-nine! Fu Qiu didn't stop for a moment, he didn't think about it at all, as if he was a genius, he brought the scholars on both sides of the strait into heaven over and over again, and then threw it into the sky! Cycle after cycle, let them make their legs and feet weak one by one, intoxicated by the shock of poetry, unable to extricate themselves, their minds completely followed Fu Qiu, Gu Chuntang was already numb, and almost sat down a few times, what kind of poem is it? What the is this better than? As soon as you open your mouth, it is a dimensionality reduction blow! Mo said that he will enter the wine, and the poem of ghosts and gods such as the water tune song head, even if it is the most ordinary spring night rain, it is also extremely rhyming and neat, full of artistic conception, looking at the Pinghu Poetry Club, no one can write it! To put it mildly, maybe you don't even deserve to lift shoes! Fu Qiu drank the last sip of wine, staggered, his face flushed, and was about to end with a terrible poem, which blew up Pinghu directly!

"Qingyu case, Yuan Xi! The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and blows down, and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. …… The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

The attainments of this poem should be the top three of a hundred poems, and the entire Pinghu Poetry Club has completely stagnated, and the crowd erupted in applause! It's like seeing a fairy, and some people even kneel frantically and call themselves "poets"! The ladies who were smeared with rouge had red faces, eyebrows and eyes like flowers, and they all kinds of admiration and goodwill to Fu Qiu! Really, the beauty is bent over! Murong Zhang's heart beat violently, and his eyes looked away in a panic.

"What is he looking at me for? The crowd looked for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, but the man was there, and the lights were dim. Why did he look at me and make this last sentence? ”

Unconsciously, her cheeks were slightly hot, like a 10,000-year-old iceberg, slowly melting, and Pinghu exploded, completely exploded! The shouts were everywhere, and the praise for Fu Qiu was endless. The power of those poems is indeed too great! Fu Qiu burped and threw away the wine jar, slightly drunk, and Feng Lao stepped forward to help him in time.

"Hey, Gu Chuntang, it's your turn! One hundred, one less is not enough! As men, we have to talk about credit! ”

Yangchun Academy, dozens of people showed bitter smiles, how can they fight? Gu Chuntang's eyes were blank, he slowly stepped forward to lift the pen, and subconsciously prepared to write a poem, but his mind was dull and tasteless, suddenly, he threw away the pen, looked at Fu Qiu, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, and said very frankly: "Brother Qin, you are losing!" ”

"There is no need to write this poem, any one of your hundred poems, I will not be able to memorize it for the rest of my life."

As soon as he gritted his teeth, a hint of determination appeared in his clear eyes, and he knelt down with his sleeves and bowed, making a great salute.

"If Your Excellency doesn't dislike it, I, Gu Chuntang, am willing to worship you as a teacher and learn poetry!"

As soon as the words fell, the audience was terrified! The world-famous genius actually wants to apprentice?