1981“
Uh … "
The sail belched, then pushed away the person who came to help him. “
I'm not drunk! A bunch of idiots, what are you arguing about!? "Ye Fan pointed at the group of scholars present and shouted.
The scene immediately exploded, and the voices of crusading grew louder and louder.
"How dare you! How dare he act like a drunkard!? Do you think that Prince Qi and Grand Tutor are not here?! "
"Catch him! This traitor should be punished! "
Behind them, Su Qingxue, Ye Xianqing, Ye Danqing, and the others all turned pale and their hearts jumped to their throats!
Ye Fan didn't care at all. He pointed at Su Painted Fan and sneered, "Hey! The number one scholar of the Imperial City … You!
It's fine if you say that I didn't compose the poem, but you still have the cheek to say that you did? Don't you have any shame … "
"Prince Consort Ye, you're drunk. This young master won't lower himself to your level …" Su Huashan had a victorious smile on his face as he calmly spoke. “
Haha … You said it the other way around, it's me who doesn't want to stoop to your level! "
Fan Xian's eyes were hazy with drunkenness as he shook his head and let out a long sigh. "Touch your conscience and ask yourself …" With your level, can you write those poems? "
Su Huashan sneered, "I am unable to do it. Could it be that Prince Consort Ye, who only knows how to punish himself with three cups of wine, is able to do it?"
At the same time, the sound of mockery could be heard everywhere. “
That's right! Other than drinking, he would go crazy … "
"He's a drunkard after all, it's really hard for him to compose a poem …"
What drunkard? He's just a drunkard! "
Fan Xian sneered a few times. At this moment, he felt as if the world was spinning in front of his eyes. All sorts of complicated emotions surged into his heart, and a surge of hot blood rushed into his brain! “
Ye Danqing! "
Ye Fan roared, causing the entire audience to jump in fright!
Ye Danqing, who was anxious for him, suddenly shivered and shouted, "Here!"
Fan Xian waved his hand, pointed at him, and said loudly: "Remember, I will only read it once!"
"Huh?" Ye Danqing, like many people present, did not react in time.
On the other hand, Fan Xian unceremoniously grabbed a wine cup from the side, raised his head and drank half a cup of Thousand Days Drunk. He then threw the cup and wiped his mouth!
"Fine Cloud Trick, Flying Star Spreading Hatred! The silver river passes through the darkness … "
As soon as the first few words left his mouth, the noise in the audience completely disappeared!
All the literati present trembled and were dumbfounded. It was as if they had seen a ghost!
The moment the sail opened its mouth, everyone was stunned!
Dan Qing was also startled awake. What exactly did he want him to remember? He hastily turned his head and began to write with great speed! “
When the golden wind and jade dew meet, it surpasses countless things in the mortal world!
Love is like water, a good time is like a dream, forbearance is the road back to the magpie bridge!
If love can last for a long time, how can it last day and night!! "
As soon as he said that, everyone present felt goosebumps all over their bodies!
On and off the stage, the women were all intoxicated. Countless stars shone in their bright eyes! Just like that
Even Gu Qing looked at the man as if he was looking at a stranger …
Su Qingxue and Ye Xianqing both revealed a blissful and intoxicated smile. Finally! Ye Fan was finally willing to speak!
They had waited bitterly, but just these few lines of poetry had already made them feel that everything was worth it!
Without a doubt, the ancient masterpiece had appeared once again!
Grand Tutor Zhang's entire body trembled, and the wine cup in his hand spilled out!
The corner of King Qi's mouth curled up into a smile, indicating for his servants to retreat and not affect Ye Fan.
Xin, Baili Qingtian, and the others, who were filled with disdain just a moment ago, also became dumbstruck, revealing a look of disbelief!
Su Hua Fan, who was facing Ye Fan, felt a burst of astonishment and fascination, and his face instantly turned deathly pale …
This... This is the love between men and women that you want! "leaf
Ye Fan's gaze swept across everyone present, and then he picked up another cup of wine and drank it in one gulp!
"When will the bright moon appear? Ask the sky with a cup of wine. I don't know what year it is in the Heavenly Palace.
He wanted to ride the wind and return, but he was afraid that the jade palace would be too high up in the cold. Dancing with a clear shadow, how could it be like being in the human world? … ….
There were joys and sorrows, and the moon had waxing and waning. This matter was difficult to complete since ancient times. I wish you a long life, a thousand miles away!
... This! "This is the homesickness you want!"
"Clang!"
With a shattering sound, the wine cup in Grand Tutor Zhang's hand fell to the ground!
All of the old masters and scholars were trembling and their lips had turned white!
He felt that all of his blood had turned cold, but when he thought back to Ye Fan's poem, he felt that his blood was about to ignite!
Both pairs of burning eyes stared at Ye Fan. Their gazes of distrust turned into fanatical worship!
Ye Fan's eyes reddened. These poems could really let him vent his emotions, but they also caused him to sink into even more thoughts!
He wanted to vent! He wanted to express!
"Here comes the wine!" Ye Fan shouted drunkenly.
The surrounding group of people had long been stupefied.
King Qi, Su Qi, narrowed his eyes, personally poured the wine, and handed it over!
Ye Fan didn't even look at it. He took the wine cup, drank it all, and threw it away! “
Life must be full of joy, don't let the golden goblet face the moon …
Ant new fermented wine, red clay stove. Late at night, the sky wishes for snow, can you drink a cup?
The wind sent the autumn geese from ten thousand miles away, and they could drink a tall building …
Suddenly, it was like a night of spring breeze, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed …
The moon set, the cries of the crows filled the sky with frost, and the fishing fire of the river faced the sorrowful sleep …
Searching and searching, it was cold and desolate, miserable and miserable ….
Under the moonlight, the Sky Mirror, the Cloud Sea Tower. "I still pity the water of my hometown, and send off the boat from ten thousand miles away …" one
Sentence after sentence, one song after another!
The ancient famous poems came out of Ye Fan's mouth as if he was counting his family treasures!
It would have been fine if there were only one or two poems, but the problem was that to others, they might not be able to create a peerless masterpiece in their entire lives. Ye Fan was completely at his fingertips!
The works passed down from generation to generation by several peerless literary masters were like heavy punches, fiercely pounding on the hearts of everyone present!
Like a bolt of lightning, it shocked everyone to the point that they felt as if they had been struck by lightning. They wanted nothing more than to prostrate themselves on the ground and kneel down! “
Slow … Slow down! Ye Fan! I can't remember! "…" Ye Danqing and the others who were taking notes were all dumbfounded. This was the first time they had seen someone write a poem so quickly!
Every one of Ye Fan's poems was a direct hit to their hearts, causing them to be stimulated while also wanting to memorize them all. It was simply too difficult!
"Quick!" Hurry up and make a statement! Hurry! Don't miss it! … "Zhang
The Grand Tutor was so anxious that his face turned red. He reminded him loudly. After all, Ye Fan had said that he would only read it once!
All of a sudden, all of the scholars present could no longer care about anything else. They immediately found all the pens and paper they could use and began to crazily record them down!
Time. The Linlang Poetry Gathering had become Ye Fan's stage. Everyone was like an errand boy, listening to the young master's poem, and they bowed their heads and quickly wrote!
Even Old Master Liu, who had questioned Ye Fan just now, was sweating profusely. He held his pen and trembled as he wrote down as much as he could … This
The group of scholars present were not willing to miss a single word of these poems!
Su Qingxue, Ye Xianqing, and the other girls looked at the arrogant figure reciting the poem in a drunken state. They were all infatuated with each other …
Qing Xuan tightened her skirt, her eyes moist, her thoughts running wild, her eyes unblinking … Qi
On the other hand, the king continuously found wine cups and personally poured wine. As soon as Ye Fan asked for it, he quickly handed it over, afraid that it would break Ye Fan's poetic nature!
"Ten years of life and death. Don't think about it. Unforgettable … Clothes
Gradually widening his belt, he didn't regret it, and he became haggard for Yi …
Sparse shadows slanted across the clear water, a faint fragrance floated in the dusk of the moon …
Mo Chou's future is unknown, who in the world doesn't know you! … "
The more Ye Fan recited, the more comfortable he felt. After drinking too much, he felt even more dizzy, but he felt completely satisfied!
It was no longer just homesickness. He began to recite whatever he thought of!
Some of the scholars present began to cry. They were tears of excitement, and they were grateful for this miracle!
Pairs of blazing gazes filled with extreme adoration were filled with regret for the misunderstanding just now!
This time, no one would doubt anything! “
Since ancient times, passionate feelings have hurt separation, and even more so during the Clear Autumn Festival! Where will I wake up tonight?
The willow shore, the morning breeze, the waning moon. After this year, it should be a good time in vain. "Even if there are a thousand kinds of amorous feelings, who do you want to talk to!"
After reciting the poem, Ye Fan swayed and walked in front of Su Hua Fan, using his finger to poke the other party's forehead … "
Poetry comes from the heart... You … "You can't write a good poem …"
The entire audience was deathly silent.
Painted Fan's face was pale, and he couldn't say a single word. “
"Err …" leaf
However, Fan Xian felt dizzy. After drinking for who knows how many thousand days, he finally couldn't take it anymore. He directly fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep!
(Sanqi Chinese
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