Cao Hao's previous words annoyed Yao Weixue, so she ignored this brainless talker, stared at Wang Li, and maliciously asked him to also mix the water of those literary sages.

"What are you kidding? ”

Wang Li looked at Yao Weixue, this is trying to harm me! He is just here to rub a dinner party, but not to show off, if it is usual, it is not important to be in the limelight, can he still make people laugh at random Tang poems?

Not to mention that he is in the palace tonight, Cao Hao has hinted at him, there may be real people tonight, he is thinking about how to escape when the scene is chaotic!

If you get out of the limelight and get dizzy, you won't be able to talk to someone.

Wang Li waved his hand and said: "Don't show off at the Qionglin banquet, let Xinke Wenxian and them be in the limelight." ”

Cao Hao gave a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "Wang is tall from the eldest brother! is really tall! The same is true for the younger brother, if it weren't for tonight being their home field, how could I make a poem and kill their sharpness!"

Knowing that Wang Li is not so easy to provoke, Yao Weixue is not discouraged, after Qionglin feasts and gives poems, she must produce a poem at each table, and she will not write it when the time comes, those wine bags and rice bags are all illiterate in big characters, and Wang Li will not shirk.

Wang Li didn't know about these bad intentions, and asked, "Su Bai, when did you come here to Byang? I thought you had returned to Beijing." ”

"It's a long story, it's just that he came here with the elders in the clan, and the king left his brother to blame Su Bai for not saying goodbye. Yao Weixue stammered.

The two talked casually, Cao Hao interjected some incomprehensible words from time to time, and the three of them got along well.

As he was talking, Wang Li listened to the voices around him, and the rest of the scholars at the table were staring at them, pointing and not knowing what to say, he was a little puzzled.

"Subai, what's wrong?"

Without waiting for Yao Weixue to respond, he heard Li Yunchuan say: "Why has the poem of the West Three Seats not appeared for a long time?

The banquet was surrounded by high-stilted stone palace lamps pasted with yellow yarn, one by one, and the banquet was very bright, so Wang Li could see Li Yunchuan squeezing his eyebrows at him, looking like you kid, I understand you.

What a help!

"I wonder what kind of masterpiece can make me wait for a refreshing look?"

"Hahahaha, Brother Liu, a masterpiece must be experienced with heart, we can't be impatient, and if we disturb the creation of a masterpiece, we will be sinners!"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

......

Listening to the scholar's chattering and teasing, Cao Hao's eyes widened angrily, "Damn, what's the matter? You still have to write poems when you eat? What if Lao Tzu doesn't write?"

Wang Li was embarrassed, comforted Cao Hao, and saw that Duan Subai looked like he was eating melons, thinking that this was waiting for me to take the bait, and this son was not a good person!

Not far away, Li Yunchuan was still waiting for him to agree, Wang Li glanced at Yao Yanxue, who was the old god on the side, and said in his heart This time, you will be planted.

So he got up and hugged his fists at the scholars and said: "Teaching the palace scholars, you Wenxian have been waiting for a long time, our sin is just that this Duan Gongzi is too involved in composing poems, and he really forgot the time, and I ask the palace scholars and Zhu Wenxian to understand." ”

Saying that, she gestured to everyone to Yao Wanxue on the side, this kind of operation stunned Yao Wanxue, she didn't know what Wang Li was going to do. Everyone focused their eyes on Yao Weixue and discussed the origin of this person.

"Duan Gongzi, there is a Duan family in the capital, but I have never heard of any amazing people!"

"I don't know, the appearance is not bad, let's look at his poems. ”

......

Li Yunchuan looked at Wang Li with a funny face, what tricks is this kid going to do?

"Simply live up to expectations, Duan Gongzi has just completed his masterpiece, I will read this poem on my behalf, please listen to it!" Wang Li recited aloud with wine: "If the sky doesn't 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. ”

After reciting, Wang Li drank all the wine in the cup, and said: "I never thought that Duan Gongzi was so talented, it was really a master, I propose that everyone drink a cup, the peak is here, and the wine poem has come to an end!"

Everyone listened to it and was intoxicated, this poem is indeed extremely good, but it is inevitable that it is too exaggerated to say that it is the peak, so they shook their heads one after another.

"Ridiculous, the gentleman dares to speak wildly!"

"Peak? ”

......

Li Yunchuan frowned, what did Xiao Li want to do? He suppressed everyone's discussion and said, "This poem is of excellent specifications, but it is inevitable that the peak will not be convincing to the public, so don't say it again in the future." ”

Yao Weixue's little face turned green with anger, how could there be such a neat person, she pulled Wang Li's sleeve, and looked at Wang Li resentfully, You have made me miserable.

People just want to probe your bottom and know that you are good at writing, so that you can be in the limelight, why did you give me a bad luck, now it's okay, I have become the target of public criticism.

Wang said that he had leaked his mouth, and now he was playing big. Pulling his sleeve and signaling that Yao Wanxue was okay, he pretended to be calm and laughed: "It is really difficult to convince the public just by relying on this title wine poem, but Duan Gongzi is not the only one. ”

Li Yunchuan's eyes lit up, this kid, that day on the Linjiang Tower, he wrote two poems in a row, this poem must have been written by himself, but he pretended to be the hand of that Duan Gongzi.

He took a closer look at Yao Weixue, who looked reluctant, and suddenly thought of something, and his heart became clearer. Good boy, play this game with me, I want to see what kind of pinnacle method you wrote!

When Yao Weixue heard Wang Li say that he had written a poem, her heart tightened, and she looked up at Wang Li, what is this going to do?

Wang Li ignored all this, poured the wine, raised his glass, and said:

"You don't see the water flowing from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.

You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, 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 Wang, born for a long time, 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 that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time.

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

Tonight at this time, the feast is peaceful, and the wine is ten thousand and happy.

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. ”

Wang Lizhao Dayao slightly modified Taibai's peerless masterpiece, although the charm was reduced a little, but it still shocked the past and the present.

"Sin, sin, if Taibai knew that his poems could be passed on to other worlds, he must be happy, right? Well, the merit is greater than the fault, the merit is greater than the fault. ”

Everyone at the banquet did not make a sound, but each tilted his head, as if immersed in it, and some people who lamented why the world had such psalms, squinted their eyes and smacked their lips, and could not stop.

Yao Weixue was stunned, she was not shocked, her heart was very broken at this moment, because Wang Li wrote a poem with her name, and when the time came to expose it, wouldn't she be a dead person!

"Okay!" Everyone was carefully appreciating, and was startled by a person's applause, Cao Hao patted the case, "It's really fucking good, can we have dinner?"