Just when Jiang Yifeng said it was time to start performing, a switch on Su Dongchu's body seemed to be turned on, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
Then, under everyone's puzzled gaze, he grabbed a jar of wine and poured it into his mouth in large gulps.
Snapped!
When he was almost done drinking, Su Dongchu threw the wine jar directly to the ground. His feet were a little shaky and his body kept shaking.
At this time, Su Dongchu was really drunk.
However, he was extremely excited.
He had waited too long for this moment.
For this moment, he had been rehearsing at home for a whole day, and he knew every look and every word he wanted to say by heart.
He wanted to use the words his brother-in-law taught him to slap Zhao Bingfang in the face... No, he wanted to slap everyone present, the entire literati of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Compose poetry?
I won't!
But my brother-in-law does!
My brother-in-law said he wanted to make me a poetry fairy, so I will be a poetry fairy.
"Sister, come and write for me."
Su Dongchu snatched the paper and pen from the Zhuangyuanlou clerk and handed them to Su Yingxue who was a little dazed at the side.
"Okay, I'll write it for you."
Su Yingxue unfolded the hemp paper, dipped it in ink, and looked at Su Dongchu.
"Wine is coming!"
Su Dongchu grabbed a bottle of wine again, took a sip, and raised his head slightly...
“I don’t see you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.”
"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening."
As soon as the first two sentences came out, everyone on the three floors of the Zhuangyuan Building was shocked.
Even Zhao Bingfang, who was slightly drunk, suddenly woke up.
Because just this opening chapter gave them a majestic feeling, and they surpassed who knows how many people.
"If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy. Don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon.
My talents are destined to be useful, and a thousand pieces of gold scattered will come back again.
Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time. "
Su Dongchu arrived here and paused, as if thinking, but in fact he was giving others time to react.
In the words of my brother-in-law, let them lick it first.
"good!"
A young poet's eyes were red, he slapped his palms hard with the folding fan in his hand, and said loudly: "It's a good saying, 'I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back again after all the gold is gone.' But these two sentences make Wang Mou feel inferior."
As he spoke, the young poet straightened his clothes and bowed respectfully to Su Dongchu.
"Ha ha……"
An older poet suddenly burst into laughter, "I never thought that in my forties, I would not be able to see things as clearly as a young man."
"If you are proud of your life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon... Mr. Su, you are right, I am rubbish... I offer you this glass of wine."
After saying that, he drank the wine in one gulp, threw the glass to the ground, and burst into laughter.
In fact, not only these two people, but almost half of the poets on the third floor of the No. 1 Scholar Building resonated with these three sentences.
After all, although most of the poets present were somewhat famous, they were unable to become officials in the court.
Being an official is the ultimate dream of a scholar.
These three sentences by Su Dongchu express their depressed and indignant mood, and also make them feel aloof and arrogant.
"..."
"..."
"Five-flowered horse,
Qianjinqiu,
Hu'er will be exchanged for fine wine, and we will sell eternal sorrow with you! "
Su Dongchu recited the entire song "Jiang Jinjiu", and when his voice fell, the entire Zhuangyuan Building fell silent.
Because this poem by Su Dongchu is really shocking.
certainly……
Jiang Yifeng still made some changes to this poem. The words "Cen Fuzi" and "Dan Qiusheng" were changed to "Hu Fuzi" and "Zhang Qiusheng"...
These two people are good friends of the poet Li Bai. Obviously Su Dongchu cannot know them, but Su Dongchu knows Hu Fuzi and Zhang Qiusheng.
"If you don't stop drinking, I'll drink!"
A poet took a big gulp of wine, and after a while he drank a pot. His body swayed and he bowed to Su Dongchu.
"You are right, I am rubbish, I am rubbish..."
Maybe because he was drunk, this poet ignored his image and walked out of the No. 1 Scholar Building while shouting that I was trash, which made all the scholars outside look dumbfounded.
Those scholars were puzzled as to what happened in the Zhuangyuan Building and how could a person become a little crazy.
"Master Su, I was the one who spoke too loudly just now. Please forgive me... It is my honor to be defeated by you today. This poem you wrote is unique throughout the history of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"I thought you were arrogant, but I didn't expect you have the capital to be arrogant. After reading your poem, I'm afraid I won't be able to write poetry for the rest of my life."
"The song 'Will Enter the Wine' slapped all of us in the face. I apologize to you for my previous behavior."
"I'm not qualified to evaluate this poem, no... no one in the entire week is qualified to evaluate it, because we really don't deserve it."
"This year's Zhongyuan Poetry Festival is probably over. After the song 'About to Drink,' we are all too embarrassed to write any more poems."
"Master Su, take your leave."
One after another, poets bowed respectfully to Su Dongchu, and then, just like the previous poet, they left while shouting that they were trash.
no way!
This song "Jian Jin Jiu" shocked them so much that no matter what happened in the future, they felt that at this moment, they would have no scruples and shout out that they were trash.
Of course, they are also venting their frustrations in doing so.
After shouting it out loud, I felt much better.
but……
These people never thought about how much their behavior would shock the scholars outside the Zhuangyuan Building.
"Oh my god, what's going on? Why are everyone shouting that they are trash?"
"What happened? Is it so dangerous to participate in the Zhongyuan Poetry Festival now? It's driving people crazy."
"These are all well-known people in the poetry world. If they are rubbish, then who are we?"
The scholars were confused and became more and more curious about what happened in the Zhuangyuan Building.
"Mr. Zhao, don't leave in a hurry!"
Jiang Yifeng kept an eye on Zhao Bingfang, and when he saw that he was about to leave secretly, he quickly stepped forward to stop him.
"What...what are you going to do?"
Zhao Bingfang suddenly lost his confidence and the ambition he had when he was writing poems.
All he wanted now was to run away in despair, or find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
"I don't want to do anything, I just want to ask, are you called the best in poetry and poetry?" Jiang Yifeng asked playfully.
"Both poetry and lyrics are excellent, rubbish!"
Su Dongchu glanced sideways at Zhao Bingfang, uttered six words in his mouth, and said nothing else.
But just these six words made Zhao Bingfang's face burn, as if he had been slapped in public.
In the past, he felt that the poetry was a compliment to him, but at this moment, he felt that it was a satire on him.
In front of Su Dongchu's song "About to Enter the Wine", he is a shitty poet.
What's even more annoying is that Su Dongchu didn't take the opportunity to step on him.
What do you mean?
Do you look down on me?
Am I not even qualified to slap you in the face?
Gululu...
Not sure whether it was because he was nervous or because he felt too embarrassed, Zhao Bingfang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach.
