"My sister-in-law, we brothers will be defeated every battle. Today, we are a family, and we don't want you, a famous Chang'an scholar, to wait for me to block the knife, who else can we wait for? Hahaha..." Cheng Chuliang was shameless, and he was so embarrassed to say this. He also shook his eyes at me with shamelessness. The other uncles were also shameless, one and two showed their big teeth to me.

"No? I'm talking about my uncles, only my brother will be the only one for you?" Why didn't the big bricks fall off in the sky and shoot the half dozen evil goods?

"Yes, yes, all six of my brothers lost. If you don't expect you to deal with it, who else can you expect?" Cheng Chuliang said for granted. A group of playboys smiled at the side and grinned their teeth.

"Hahaha, everyone, we have heard that the second young master of the Fang Mansion is extremely talented and has become a poem in three steps. Today, since the master's six brothers invite him, if Brother Fang refuses again, wouldn't it be a pity for us?" The prince is afraid that the world will not be in chaos? As soon as these words came out, ghosts and wolves howl and howls answered in unison. Even the two beautiful girls who were fighting just now kept making excitement. Li Shu's face turned red with excitement, and the little slap was about to be red. She believed in my strength and talent. As for Cheng Luaner, she looked at it from the perspective of a judge. Well, you can tell that this girl doesn't know the interests of this young master. Since that's the case, we will make a thick face tonight and play with the ghost's body.

"Okay! Since that's the case, it's better to obey your orders. Today, I'll be ugly. "No, I'm a teacher, so I remember poetry. If these drunkards come to me to pick up couplets, I won't be embarrassed to throw them to my grandma's house." So, no matter what the title is, I'll just use poetry to match it. What?" He raised his hands very stiltedly, raised his head and eyebrows, and looked like a poet Xiaobai.

"..." Ji Jing, um, yes, I'm afraid that silence can describe the current scene. A two playboy friend glared at me with a look of madman. What's wrong? Did I say it wrong? Turning my head and looking at Cheng Chuliang, this guy raised his thumbs up at me: "My sister-in-law is really a hero, hahahaha..." Half a dozen youth versions Uncle Cheng smiled neatly.

"Did you say something wrong?" I don't quite understand why these evil guys laughed like this.

"It seems that Brother Fang has never understood what it means to drink. Forget it. Since Brother Jing is generally speaking, if I do, haha, wouldn't it be weaker than the other person's Brother Fang?" The prince smiled very lewdly and was very happy.

"Come on, raise your glass, and we are all waiting to see the poems of the second young master Fang."

"This is a good thing. Come on, my brother respects my sister-in-law." Cheng Chuliang's face turned red with excitement. He kept patting me on the shoulder: "My sister-in-law works harder. I'll give us a few long faces for our brother."

"I dare not, don't dare." He was humble and kept contempt for the half-dozen version of Uncle Cheng's cheeky skin.

"Okay, six brothers Cheng. Add Fang, seven, one song, one song, can you please? If you can make five poems, you will win, Fang and six brothers Cheng, and we all drink five cups. If seven songs are made, all drink seven cups. Are you willing to bet with me?" The prince's brother was very good at stirring up the atmosphere, and my dandy responded loudly with a jealousy.

"Since that's the case, I'll be ugly." What's the matter? We can do all the destructive things of a hundred poems about wine fighting, let alone only seven poems. Then we respond to this scene. We walked to the empty table and picked up a glass cup. It was filled with wine, raised our hand and raised our glass, looked up, and chanted loudly: "Grape wine luminous cup, and I want to drink the pipa to urge you to drink. Don't laugh at me when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from war in ancient times!!!" The first seven-character poem ended with a high note-

"Okay!" Li Yexu didn't know when he came out of the pit, and he clapped and called out loudly with excitement. Soon, applause and cheers came one after another, and half a dozen youth versions of Uncle Cheng jumped up and down excitedly, and he was very eager to cheer.

"The first song is such a luminous glass of grape wine. My brother is really keen." The prince smiled elegantly and raised his glass to congratulate me. Hehe, what's the matter? Just get thicker. Kill the grape wine in one bite, and slant the corners of your eyes. Sure enough, Li Shu was intoxicated, her eyes were filled with peach blossoms, and her excited little face was blushing. Cheng Luaner also had a pink face. However, this plump beauty was still relatively calm, and seemed to believe that we couldn't make seven songs? Joke!

This young master walked to the door several strodes, raised his fingers and pointed at a bright moon in the sky, and said loudly: "The bright moonlight in front of the courtyard," lowered his head and looked down: "It was frost on the ground," raised his head again: "He looked up at the bright moon," lowered his head again as a feeling: "He lowered his head and thought of his hometown..."

"Okay! What a good poem!" Cheng Chuliang slapped his hands and made a loud noise. Can this guy know what a good poem is? It's almost the same to make a fool of himself, but under his guidance, the applause rang again.

"... I don't sleep in spring and I hear birds crying everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers fall?" I felt a little dizzy, mainly because my six uncles were irritated in front of me. Now I'm showing off again, and I'm going to have a poem with a glass of wine. After drinking six cups, my belly started to bulge like a balloon, and my abdominal muscles couldn't stop the expansion of my stomach.

There was another warm applause. The playboy sitting there had gone from being fooled to admiring at the beginning, to looking up now, as if he was worshiping a great poet who was born in the back hall of Cheng Yaojing's mansion on the spring night of the fifteenth year of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty.

Very proud, burping and squinting at the two of them. Li Shuli smiled and played drunken fists, preparing to give the last good sentence as the ending sentence of this cheeky poem stealing competition. At this moment, Li You, who was already jealous, jumped out: "Slow up."

"Oh? I don't know what advice is Your Highness of Qi?" I stared at the prince who had been slapped by me with a smile. Just now, Li You was called in front of the prince, and the two of them were muttering in a low voice with a strange look on their faces. It seems that this guy is trying to find me now.

"You are already obvious to all of you. I admire you very much in your poetry, but..." King Li You, the King of Qi, stood in front of me with a gloomy face, and his chest itched and burped out, making this guy roll and crawl far away, his face turned red and purple, and he gritted his teeth, and he wanted to pounce on me and bite me. "Oh, I drank a little more, and I hope the prince will forgive me." Let's apologize politely.

"Hmph! I once heard from my father's words, Fang Jun, you can make a poem in three steps. After a long drought, I met an old friend in a foreign land, and the wedding night, and the golden list nomination is the four great joys of life. Today, since I have time, Fang Jun still has the last song. Why don't I let me take the exam for you?" Li You said Fang Jun's call with name and surname was very rude, and before I could speak. "Sixth brother, are you drunk?" Li Shu came out from the crowd, and stood beside me with a faint smile on his face, but the fool could hear something in Li Shu's words. "Why don't you let me respect my little sister? What if I say that?" Li Shu blocked King Li You of Qi with one sentence. It seemed that this guy was very afraid of Li Shu and laughed dryly. I didn't know how to go on. His resentful eyes stared at me. Look at your master?

The playboys didn't speak in a tacit understanding. It seemed that they could see something. Li Yexu was originally talking and was pulled by the people next to him.

"Sister Shuhe, hehe, don't worry, today's banquet, Brother Fang is better than this. You once said that the four joys in life are better than that. Today, I will take the four great sorrows in life as the topic. The four great sorrows and the four great joys will all come out, and it will definitely become a good story, hahaha..." Since the prince said this, what else can he say?

"I hope my son continues to work hard, and my little sister pours wine for me." Cheng Luaner smiled and walked up to me with a wine pot. He looked at Li Shu, who looked unhappy, but was still full of confidence in me, and Cheng Luaner, who was encouraging. It's okay, let you guys open your eyes today. "Thank you." After drinking the cup, we will take another three steps, and the first step is to get out: "The four sorrows and four joys in life are just a thought. If you don't have a talent, you will turn these four joys into four sorrows. I wonder if you can?" He bowed to the prince.

"Oh?" The prince's face showed surprise and looked at Li You, the King of Qi who retreated to his side in disappointment.

"Okay, I'll wait for Brother Fang's four great compassions!" The prince's decision made me feel relieved. It was so relaxed. I remember that when we were studying, we had PSed countless versions of the four great compassions. This thing was like picking a snail with three fingers, and it was easy to capture it.
Chapter completed!