Chapter Eighty-Three: Drunken Heroes, Heroic Courage, and Poetry Increases Heroic Spirit
Feng Ruyi drank the three cups, then poured a glass, raised the glass and said: "Everyone please stand up, this cup we all pay tribute to the masters of the Shaolin Temple who died in this turmoil in the rivers and lakes, as well as the heroes of Qingcheng, Renhetang, and Yama Palace, may they have knowledge underground, bless us to clarify the rivers and lakes, and return a quiet place to the martial arts!" Feng Ruyi said in a very low voice.
All the heroes also had a look of grief and indignation, and each spilled the wine in his hand on the ground, and shouted in unison: "All heroes, all brothers, go all the way!"
Feng Ruyi then poured himself full of wine, and the heroes followed and poured full of wine, Feng Ruyi raised his glass and said: " This cup, we give ourselves to ourselves, the current rivers and lakes, is no longer the same rivers and lakes as before, for the justice of the rivers and lakes, for the peace of the world, some of us may also follow in the footsteps of the deceased heroes, maybe I, maybe it is the snow hero, maybe I don't know which one here, which day will be away from everyone, but the manly man, born between heaven and earth, look up to the sky, bow down to the earth, whether it is life or death in the future, we are fearless, move forward bravely, and the evil forces will not die, and no matter the wind ahead, rain, or bloody rain, we can only move forward, because we have no way to retreat, and there is no way backγ Therefore, this cup is to every hero here, in the days to come, we will fight side by side, support each other, until the day of our victory, please! I will do it first!" Feng Ruyi finished speaking, and drank it all.
"Fight side by side, help each other! Fight side by side, help each other! Fight side by side, help each other!" After the group shouted in unison, each drank the wine in his cup.
After everyone finished drinking, they suddenly felt full of pride, and for a while, the group was full of enthusiasm, and everyone was enthusiastic.
"I said in-laws, aren't you known as the 'Book and Sword Doctor' Three Uniques? Today, in this situation, you don't chant a poem? Feng Ruyi said jokingly.
Most of the heroes are reckless heroes, although the martial arts are not weak, but most of the literary talents are not good, and they also appreciate the merry chivalrous people who read a lot, at this moment a few glasses of wine are boiling, and they are all boiling, and they have coaxed one after another, "Snow hero, please! Let us be reckless, and also appreciate the following style!"
"Well, although all the heroes are rough and arrogant, but there are also many well-educated people, we might as well learn from the ancients, how about a wine fight? chant a poem, let's drink a glass of wine, I am willing to throw bricks and lead the jade first, do you think it's good?" Xue Qing was originally a polite person, but she is also a hero in her bones, and her blood has also been ignited.
"Good, good, good!" Qunxiong has always been a martial artist, when have they ever seen such a banquet?
"Feng Daxia, why don't you come first?" Xue Qing asked.
"No, no, no, it's better for you to invite first!" Feng Qiwu excused.
"Alright, I'll do it first. Xue Qing didn't shirk anymore.
"Think of my Xueqing this half of my life, practice martial arts, study medicine, practice swords, study, comfortable for half a life, now the rivers and lakes have changed, the wind and rain have come, I will use this poem to express my thoughts, from now on, I will no longer touch the book, concentrate on practicing sword and martial arts, in order to meet the changes of the rivers and lakes, through this poem to Mingzhi!
The beacon fire shines on Xijing, and I feel uneven in my heart. Yazhang resigned from the phoenix, and rode around the dragon city.
The snow is dark and the flag is painted, and the wind is mixed with the sound of drums. Rather be a centurion than a scholar.
This poem is what I really think in my heart now, from now on, abandon the pen and follow the Rong, and fight the sword rivers and lakes!" Xue Qing said with emotion.
"Good poem! Good sentence! This poem completely expresses Brother Xue's thoughts, it is simply incisive, I understand, maybe from now on, there will be less brilliant scholars and more cold-blooded and ruthless swordsmen. Feng Qiwu praised loudly. Pick up your glass and turn it to the sky.
"Those who know me, Feng Daxia too!" Xue Qing said affirmatively. Bing Ji on the side knew that her husband had suffered a big change, and his temperament had been changing, and now she saw her husband with poetry and ambition, and she wanted to stop talking, just looking at her husband with complicated eyes, but it revealed more of a distress.
"Good, good, good. Those who understood and those who didn't understand applauded, applauded, and drank their glasses.
"Brother Feng, you and I have known each other for many years, and I know that you are also a romantic figure in the rivers and lakes, and you have been reading poetry and books since you were a child, don't you take advantage of the excitement to come to a song?" Xue Qing said to Feng Ruyi, "Besides, you are still the owner of Ruyi Fang, the owner of Muhe City, don't hide anymore, come on!"
"In-laws, the two of us have always been inseparable from Meng, if you don't say it, I will follow suit, okay, I'm also ugly.
Now the mysterious forces are rampant, although they are as skilled as clouds, and want to dominate the rivers and lakes, but we righteous people are not easy to follow, I also use this poem to say what I want to say, and encourage all heroes.
The liquor is newly ripe in the mountains, and the yellow chickens are pecking at the autumn fat.
Call the children to cook chickens and drink liquor, and the children laugh and pull people's clothes.
Singing to get drunk and masturbate, dancing and setting for glory.
It is not too early to lobby for all kinds of hardships, and the whip crosses the horse and wades into the distance.
The foolish woman of the Huiji lightly bought the ministers, and Yu also resigned from his home and went west to Qin.
Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person. β
Feng Ruyi before the rise of the mysterious forces, ranked among the top ten in the world, dominated the gate for many years, how comfortable the life is, but since the mysterious forces appeared in the rivers and lakes, he found that his martial arts are far from some hidden masters, and he has been discouraged.
"How can a person of my generation be a Penghao person, just at your brother Feng's poem, it is really arrogant, how can people in my generation be so incompetent? How can they be slaughtered by others? Which of my generation is not a hero? Which is not a hero? Which is not a hero? Which is not a righteous Bo Yuntian? This is this sentence, I Feng someone drank three cups to show respect!" After speaking, Feng Qiwu lifted the jar and drank a few big sips in a row.
"Brother Feng, your poetry is good, I sigh to myself, I must drink a cup, I will drink a cup of your pride, this sentence has greatly boosted our morale, I will drink another cup, I will also drink three cups. Xue Qing swept away the scholarly anger before, picked up the jar, and drank a few sips.
A large group of heroes, even if they were stupid, understood the meaning of the poem, and still drew gourds, and they also moved the wine jar and poured it wildly.
"Brother Feng, you are arrogant and dry, greatly boosting our morale, I am deeply encouraged, I think that the hundred disciples of my Yama Hall once crisscrossed Sichuan and Shaanxi, and now the two brothers are impermanent, and the life and death of the two brothers do not know, one hundred and one disciples of the main hall are all killed, all the outer disciples are lost, and the brothers of the double judgment also go west, only I am alone in the world, standing alone, hanging from each other, I have already held the heart of death in the battle just now, and went with all the brothers, fortunately Feng Daxia took action for me to relieve the sorrow of the ages, the pain of ten thousand years, I only found myself, and now Brother Feng said that my generation is not Penghao people, and my fighting spirit is rekindled, I am very grateful to Feng Daxia, and I am also very grateful to Brother Fengγ Now that the golden sentences of Xue Daxia and Feng Daxia are in front, I will also use an ancient poem to express my thoughts! No matter now and in the future, as long as I, Zhao Changsheng, still have a breath of air, let it go! I am located in the southwest, and my Yan Luo Hall was crisscrossing the southwest and northwest in the past, so I used a poem to clarify my intentions.
Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city looking at Yumen Pass.
The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken. β
Zhao Changsheng really plans to spill his blood outside the Guanwai or in the Central Plains, it seems that he has made up his mind, as long as the mysterious forces are not destroyed, or he does not die, he does not plan to return to Sichuan.
"If you don't break Loulan, you won't pay it back, and if you don't break Loulan, you won't return it. Xue Qing followed and muttered a few words, "Another heroic courage, and another iron-clad hero, I Xue Qing admires, come on, come, I continue to drink three glasses." After that, he moved the jar and came another cow to drink and swallow the whale. And the crowd followed suit.
"I said Feng'er, we are connected to the Feng Daxia, three generations of people in the rivers and lakes gathered here, you have followed your master since you were a child, the old man Tiansheng, didn't your master teach you? As far as I know, your master not only has learned all over the rivers and lakes for nearly a hundred years, but also has a literary style and style that does not allow any great Confucianism today. Are you the leader of the younger generation, the son of the Three Peerless Doctors, or the son-in-law of my Feng family and Ruyifang, what's the matter, don't you sing a song? Don't fall into your father's name, and let me and Feng Daxia see if our son-in-law is also a brilliant person, is he a beautiful boy who is both civil and military, and a beautiful young man?" Feng Qiwu knew that Feng'er's martial arts were definitely higher than his own back then, and he had the heart to see Feng'er's romantic style.
"Huh?" Feng'er, Mei'er, and Belle are watching their elders dance and write there, singing poetry. Suddenly Feng Qiwu named him to play, he was a little confused, so he had to stand up and blushed and said, "With my father and father-in-law here, where do I dare to get an axe?"
"Feng'er, there is a way that is given by the elders, and I dare not resign. Treat it as if it was given to you by me and your father, haha. Feng Qiwu said with a smile.
"Since my father-in-law said so, I have to reluctantly make it difficult, my father-in-law should not laugh!
"Stinky boy, don't be sour, hurry up, everyone is waiting to see my son-in-law's writing!" Feng Qiwu said with a smile.
"Yes, father-in-law. I was born in Qilu, which is the hometown of Confucius and Mencius, and my family is also a scholarly family, although I have followed the master for thirteen years since I was a child, but I have not missed my hometown for a moment, and I don't miss my parents. I haven't returned to my hometown yet, and I miss it very much. And Mount Tai, the head of the five mountains, is in the land of Qilu, and I chant a song 'Wangyue', one is to express my feelings of missing my hometown. The second is to show that my generation is diligent and hardworking, has the courage to take responsibility, and the courage of the back waves of the Yangtze River to push the front waves.
How is Dai Zongfu? Qi Lu Qingwei is gone.
Creation Zhong Shenxiu, yin and yang cut dusk.
Swing your chest and give birth to Zeng Yun, and decide to return to the bird.
It will be the top of the mountain, and the mountains will be seen at a glance. β
"A good one' will be at the top of the mountain, and you can see the mountains at a glance. 'Feng'er, your ambition is big enough, you kid can, you are in front of your two Mount Tai, and you will be the top of the mountain, a glance at the mountains, you have turned into Mount Tai, step on Mount Tai to see the mountains at a glance! Feng Qiwu said with a smile, snapping his fingers on Feng'er's head as he spoke.
Feng'er touched her head awkwardly.
The crowd burst into laughter.
"Okay, you kid, your ambition is not small, the old man, I haven't reached the age where I can't dance the sword, so let's send this glass of wine for the time being, and when the old man finishes speaking, let's drink the wine of our son-in-law together!" Feng Qiwu said.
"Good!" echoed in unison.
"Everyone is chanting poems in front of you, so let me write the first word. Feng Qiwu picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, "Feng'er wants to step on the old Mount Tai and see the mountains at a glance, I want him to know that my old Mount Tai is not easy to step on, haha, Feng'er, you listen well,
The old man chatted about the boyish madness, the left led Huang, the right Qingcang, the brocade hat and the mink Qiu, and the thousand horses rolled Pinggang. In order to repay the city, follow the Taishou, shoot the tiger in person, and watch Sun Lang.
The wine is still open, and the temples are slightly frosty, so what's the matter! In the clouds, when will Feng Tang be sent to hold the bow like a full moon, look northwest, and shoot the wolf. β
The poem Feng Qiwu complements Feng'er's poem. One is young and vigorous, and he must be the best, and the other is old and strong, and he must be juvenile. One Qilu is green, and the other has a slight frost on the temples, so what's the matter. One wants to cut the dawn of yin and yang, and the other wants to roll Pinggang with a thousand horses.
Everyone was immersed for a long time, and suddenly burst into thunderous cheers.
"Okay, Feng'er and Feng Daxia's poems are opposite, and they can be called today's champions, and we drank the wine in the jar together. Feng Ruyi shouted happily.
The heroes also felt that Feng'er and Feng Qiwu's poems were the best, and they all moved the wine jar in front of them according to their words......