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Chapter 134 Quatrains through the Ages

Li Yushu shook his head, his mind was shocked.

Looking at Qin Mo who was eating meat and writing poems, her mind was swaying inexplicably.

The embarrassment on his face also disappeared unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Under the veil, Li Yulan's pretty face was also red with excitement, "It's so good!"

Li Xin's face was as deep as water, and Gongsun Chong's face was full of disbelief.

Du Youwei was pouring wine, and he didn't even know that the wine overflowed.

And Qin Mo is still continuing!

"The horse made Lu is fast, and his bow is astonished as a thunderbolt."

Qin Mo picked up a glass of wine, and his voice resounded throughout the dragon tent, "Please resolve the affairs of the king and win the reputation of his life and death. Poor white happened!"

This last sentence is simply a stroke of genius!

Everyone saw a veteran general fighting on the battlefield, recalling the scene of fighting when he was young in his dream.

He solved his troubles for the king and won the reputation behind him, but in the end he grew old!

Li Shilong closed his eyes, and with his delicate taste, he felt endless aftertaste!

"How about this song that breaks the battlefield against your battle formation?"

Qin Mo looked at Gongsun Wuji with a silly smile.

Gongsun Wuji gritted his teeth and said, "My battle formation song is a poem, and you are a lyric. I admit it is good, but the donkey's lips are not right!"

He focuses on poetry, not on lyrics!

"Old man Gongsun, don't bully people too much. You said that Qin Mo has done it well, why doesn't it count?" Cheng Sanfu quit, "Your Majesty, you have to make the decision. They bully people too much!"

Liang Zheng also snorted coldly: "Since you are comparing to write poetry, then it is naturally poetry. If you use lyrics to answer questions, of course it doesn't count!"

"Not bad, unless Qin Mo writes a poem!"

Everyone agreed.

Sister Li Yushu's hearts were raised again.

Li Shilong waved his hand and looked at Qin Mo, "You made that poem just now?"

"That's right. My father told me every day how brave he was when he was young. I was almost annoyed. He always said that he would continue to fight for his father-in-law. I said that he was so old, why did he still have to fight? Isn't it good to give others some chance!"

Qin Mo's words fell into Li Shilong's ears, but they made him feel extremely moved.

Look, how well the Qin family’s family tradition is.

This is the example. No wonder Qin Mo is so filial and loyal.

How could he not love the Qin family, and how could he not trust the Qin family?

"I said, "My father-in-law, you really don't know how to feel sorry for others. My father is so old, you have sent him for so long!" Qin Mo complained.

Everyone was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat, but Li Shilong said, "You are right. Your father has worked hard for me all his life. When he was young, his life was almost gone. When he was old, he could not enjoy his happiness. After this time, I will let him enjoy his happiness at home. Then Yisun Nonger and enjoy his old age!"

"You said this, I remember it!"

"A gentleman's words are as good as hell!"

Li Shilong smiled, "But Wuji is right. Today is a poem, not a poem. You need to make a poem that is not inferior to Wuji's "Song of Battle Formation"!"

"If you can't do it, you can admit defeat!"

Gongsun Chong sneered.

"Didn't the poem come just by slapping your head?"

Qin Mo smiled, "Gongsun Cuckold, listen to your father!"

Gongsun Chong's face turned green, "Qin Mo, my name is Gongsun Chong, not Gongsun Cuckold, don't go too far!"

"Hey, it's all the same thing anyway. OK, cuckold, don't bother me to write poetry!"

Qin Mo waved his hand in disgust, and Gongsun Chong almost fainted. Qin Mo repeatedly called him Gongsun Cuckold in public. This humiliation made him want to kill Qin Mo.

He looked at Li Yushu not far away, and his anger rose in his heart.

Qin Hanzi, I want to give you a cuckold for the rest of my life, please wait for me!

"The luminous cup of Pipa wine and the pipa is urging you to drink. Don't laugh at me when you lie drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from war since ancient times?"

Qin Mo read it in an emotional voice, "Gongsun Old...Uncle, this Liangzhou lyrics should be enough to match your battle formation song, right?"

Gongsun Wuji clenched his fists and his breathing became rapid.

This Liangzhou poem...is definitely a quatrain for the ages!

Not only Gongsun Wuji, but even Liang Zheng's eyes changed, "This, this......this is impossible!"

Du Jingming, Dou Xuanling and others were all great talents who were well-read in poetry and books, and were also scared by Qin Mo's Liangzhou Ci.

Li Yue looked at Qin Mo and felt a storm in his heart. Is this really the Qin Mo he knew?

Li Shilong took a deep breath, "A good poem, every word is perfect, and it will definitely be passed down through the world!"

Gao Shilin was also shocked. As Li Shilong's personal eunuch, Li Shilong was the kind of wise king who could be at peace with the world, and could be at peace with the world, and to be civil and military virtues.

He often writes poems, and naturally he can appreciate poems.

Qin Mo's poem is no worse than the poem just now.

Li Xin murmured in his mouth, keeping reciting, his face looking extremely ugly, "This is impossible!"

Li Yushu was shocked. Qin Mo actually opened his mouth to see such an eternal quatrain.

She was sure that she had never read this poem.

On the other hand, the great scholars and wise ministers in the dragon tent also had a look of shock at this time.

Cheng Sanfu laughed, "Haha, Gongsun Lao Pian, just say that my nephew Qin Xian is good, right?"

Gongsun Wuji was so embarrassed that he didn't deserve the song of his battle formation to Liangzhou.

"OK!"

Gongsun Wuji said with a tough bullet.

"Hahaha, Your Majesty, Gongsun's old man admitted that he was not as good as Qin Mo. We won this game!"

Cheng Sanfu was so happy that he was so happy now that he liked Qin Mo the more he looked at him?

"Who said you won? Qin Mo just said that he wanted to fight all of us alone!"

"That's right, this was what Qin Mo said in person!"

Li Cungong couldn't stand it anymore, "I said you are so bad, you can't afford to lose, right?"

Cheng Dabao and others also shouted, "It's so shameless, bully a junior!"

There was a quarrel in the dragon account again.

Li Shilong's head was so big that before he could mediate, Qin Mo said, "Don't argue, don't you just can't afford to lose? It's nothing. You guys go together, don't waste my time. My sleep time is very regular every day, don't delay my precious sleep time!"

"Did you hear it? This is what Qin Hanzi said himself!"

At this time, Liang Zheng said, "Stop others saying that we bully the small with the big ones. This way, win two games in three games. The previous song is not counted. Liangzhou Ci is considered to win one game. As long as you win another game, then you win, what about it?"

"Old man Liang, you are quite generous. OK, then do what you said!"

Qin Mo suddenly poured a glass of wine, "Come on!"

Liang Zheng said: "I have a song outside the border here. Listen to it, drink horses and cross the rivers, and the water is cold..."

Everyone was fascinated by the sound of "Okay, wonderful. Although it cannot reach the eternal quatrain, it will not be a problem to pass on for a hundred years!"

"Yes, this five-character quatrain is really well written!"
Chapter completed!
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