"The candle dragon shines on the cold door, and the light is still shining. Why can't the light of the sun and moon be as good as this? Only the north wind roars up from the sky!" Xiao Chen recited loudly.
Everyone nodded secretly. Sure enough, the boss was the Wenquxing who descended to earth. Just these opening sentences are majestic!
"The snowflakes in Yanshan are as big as a mat, and they are blowing down Xuanyuan Terrace!" This sentence was even more heroic and inspiring. Dugulou was so excited that he almost couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"In the twelfth month of the lunar month, a dear man from Youzhou stopped singing and laughed at the Emei River. He leaned against the door and looked at the passers-by. He remembered that the bitter cold on the Great Wall was really pitiful. When he said goodbye, he picked up his sword and went to save the border. He left behind this piece of iron Tao Jing with tiger inscriptions. There is a pair of gold rims in it. Arrows, eight legs make webs and generate dust.”
"The arrow is still there. People are fighting to the death and will never return. I can't bear to see this thing. Burn it to white ash. The Yellow River can be blocked with earth, but the north wind, rain and snow can't cut it!"
After chanting the last sentence, it sounded like gold and stone falling to the ground!
Everyone was silent for a long time.
Dugulou felt the deepest feeling and couldn't help but sob softly. Tears fell down his blue shirt, which was soaked.
"I really like this poem by Xiao Chen. I'll find someone to engrave it and hang it on my east wall!" Chen Jisheng rarely praises Xiao Chen, and especially scorns his poetry. This kind of writing skills, But what's the use of being the most beautiful in the world just for fun?
But this poem has a profound meaning, is tragic and majestic, just like the turmoil in Yanyun County at this moment, it makes people excited and excited!
"Tie Kunlun, don't be stunned, it's your turn!" Ye Baiqing said to Tie Kunlun.
"Old Tie, come up with a song to compete with the boss!" Wen Shanchang said with a smile.
"Kunlun is a hero, not a scholar, so don't force him. Let him drink three bowls of wine as a penalty." Chen Jisheng said.
"No, we are all showing off our ugliness and showing off our timidity. Why should he hide it? He is not a lunatic!" Wen Shanchang said.
"Yeah? Do you really think that I, Tie Kunlun, can't write poetry?" I didn't expect that Tie Kunlun would say this.
This surprised everyone.
Are you really hiding your secrets?
"If I can overpower the boss, it might be a little harder, but if I want to be better than you all, I'm afraid I'm a little better!" Tie Kunlun drank all the strong wine in the bowl and started clapping the table.
A pair of big ring eyes squinted at everyone sternly, and said loudly, "Everyone, keep your eyes open!"
"The country is the same! There are black holes in the well, white dogs are white, and white dogs are swollen!" Tie Kunlun has deep internal energy and full of Qi. When he recited these lines of poetry, it really shook the house!
"Hahaha!" Dugulou, who was still immersed in Xiao Chen's tragic poetry, was shocked when he heard this poem. He was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
"What kind of poem did you write? A limerick!" Ye Baiqing laughed so hard that tears came out of her eyes.
A person as cold and stern as Baili Qingyun couldn't help but smile. Duan Linger and Liu Xiangqin even laughed so hard that they couldn't help themselves.
"Good sister, I'm so flustered. Please rub it for me quickly, or I'll lose my breath!" Duan Ling'er put her head in Liu Xiangqin's arms and patted her randomly with her little hands. She really couldn't help anymore. It will make people laugh to death!
"Why are you laughing? I made a wrong line in this poem? If you don't believe me, go out and see if it's what I said?" Tie Kunlun is not happy anymore. It's okay if you don't praise me for such a good poem. Still like this What's the point of making fun of others?
What kind of limerick is so harmful to others? If you laugh again, believe it or not, I will hit you!
"Old Tie, I've always heard that no one is convinced, so I'm convinced by you!" Wen Shanchang was truly convinced, sincerely.
It’s okay not to accept it, it will really kill someone!
At this moment, I have already lost my temper...
"You can do it!" Tie Kunlun became angry and walked to Ye Baiqing and filled him with a large bowl of wine. "Everyone, listen up. If Bai Qing doesn't do as well as me, I will punish him with this." The big bowl is done!”
Everyone smiled and said nothing, saying to themselves that he is not good at fighting, and you are not good at writing poetry. He is a famous talent, a bachelor of Hanlin, and when it comes to poetry writing, I am afraid that no one here except the boss can compare with him.
To be disrespectful, even if he farted, it would still be better than the crappy poem you just wrote!
"But Xiaosheng is already too drunk." Ye Baiqing said with a bitter face.
"If you don't drink, I'll beat you!" Tie Kunlun raised his fist as big as a bowl and shook it in front of him.
"You can't do it at all. A gentleman talks but doesn't do anything! Besides, Xiaosheng, this useless thing of mine cannot be compared to your esteemed fist... In this case, Xiaosheng, just write a poem and give it to Dugu. Sir and Mrs. Ruolan!" Ye Baiqing raised his hands high towards the two of them in Dugulou, looking very serious.
Thank you very much, Mr. Bai Qing. We are all ears.
Ye Baiqing stood up and walked around the table with his hands behind his back for a long time. Then he suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "The poem is ready!"
Everyone was waiting to hear his wonderful verses, and they could hear the pin drop while sitting there.
But I heard him reciting loudly, "The pavilion in front of the court is as snowy as frost, and the beauty of the plum orchid country is better than the fragrance of the sky!"
Everyone thinks that these two sentences sound ordinary.
Although the word "Lou" for Dugu Lou and the word "LAN" for Qiu Ruolan are embedded in the two poems, you are a great talent in the world and you are not Xiao Ye, so it doesn't seem to be so mediocre.
Maybe the next sentence is surprising?
But there was none.
"Luxu Xunlan is three points white, but Lan is losing to Lou by a long way." After chanting, Ye Baiqing laughed happily, then clasped his fists and raised his hands in front of everyone, and kept being humble, "I'm sorry!"
Everyone was embarrassed and panicked for him.
If this poem was written by Xiao Ye or Ling'er, everyone would definitely applaud like thunder!
But you are a Hanlin bachelor, a famous talent, that’s all?
It’s a misnomer.
Dugulou and Qiu Ruolan looked at each other, wondering if this person was drunk?
If you want to give this poem to us, we can only reject it disrespectfully, but it is like thanking you with insensitivity.
What is this mess?
"Cough cough cough!" Everyone was stunned when Xiao Chen suddenly coughed violently.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you choking?" So at the critical moment, it had to be a sister. Duan Ling'er immediately got up and ran behind him, waving her little fist to help him hit his back.
"I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine..." Xiao Chen's face turned red as he coughed.
"Bai Qing, you stinky boy, you are still talking about Xiao Chen, I see you are no better than him! You are such a big man, and you are still acting like a naughty boy! Aren't you afraid that Han Zhong and Ruo Lan will be offended? "Chen Jisheng's expression was also very strange, and his beard was shaking violently, as if he was forcibly suppressing a certain emotion...
"Keke..." Liu Xiangqin suddenly laughed again, "Ouch, I can't do it, Ling'er, come quickly, help me!"
After Ling'er was busy, Xiao Chen ran over to help her rub her belly, but he had a blank look on his face. He didn't know why she was laughing.
Even if Brother Bai Qing's poems are not good, you can't laugh at him like this. Are you polite?
But just now I saw that my brother was holding back his smile, and his face turned red...
What the hell is going on, you guys?
