The west courtyard of Zhangjia is brightly lit, and the climax of today's dinner finally appeared.

Sun Yibo, a descendant of Guanshan Academy, gave the title of "Wine". This title was originally only targeted at Lu Zheng, but Sun Yibo changed his mind temporarily and insisted that Lu Zheng became the leader today before he admitted that Lu Zheng was really talented. This time, the competition became fierce.

There were many talented people on the scene, and Chen Gui and Qin Yue’s talent was famous in Yangzhou. Now we are left with two suspense. One is whether Lu Zheng can write poetry. The second suspense is that if Lu Zheng can write poetry, will his poems definitely surpass those of Chen Gui and Qin Yue?

The whole audience was silent, and all the talents were thinking. Sun Yibo only gave the questions, without limiting the rhyme, but this question was definitely not simple. The word "wine" can be said to contain a wide range of content.

It is precisely because of this kind of topic that it is difficult to produce a masterpiece because there are too many choices, and all the talented people on the scene are carefully considering the words.

"I'll throw my bricks and attract jade!" Chen Gui was the first to stand up. His talent was really high and his thinking was extremely quick.

On the other hand, Zhang Haoran was in ecstasy. With the title of "Wine", he happened to have a ready-made poem. This poem was written by him at the Banana Poetry Club. At that time, everyone was drunk at home. He suddenly had inspiration and wrote a quatrain.

As soon as this poem was written, everyone applauded, and Zhang Haoran was very satisfied, so he immediately asked the girl to record it. He gave the poem to Sun Yibo again.

Sun Yibo gave him guidance, and after several considerations and polishing, Sun Yibo praised him after reading it, thinking that this poem can be regarded as a masterpiece.

Today, Sun Yibo made this question on this occasion. How could Zhang Haoran not understand the teacher’s painstaking efforts?

His heart beats with a "beat! beating!" for a moment because of guilt and excitement. This is a great opportunity for a thousand years. If this poem can be outstanding, he will be in a desperate situation today.

The situation is very clear now. There is a situation between him and Lu Zheng. Only one of the two can be the winner. If he loses, all the efforts of the Zhang family today will be a wedding dress for others.

Chen Gui was the first to stand up, Zhang Haoran's heart suddenly jumped and he shouted: "I have poetry too!"

"coax!"

Chen Gui and Zhang Haoran both wanted to take the lead, which caused a stir for everyone.

Zhang Haoran was so fast, was his hurry not inferior to Chen Gui?

In the side hall, many female relatives saw this scene, and Zhang Baoyi and several other girls were already applauding desperately: "Okay, Brother Hao is amazing! This poem will definitely make a big splash!"

Zhang Baoyi and others are all members of the Banana Poetry Society. They all know that Zhang Haoran has a very good poem at hand, so they are all very excited and have great confidence in Zhang Haoran.

Liu Wan and Ying'er are also members of the Banana Poetry Society, but their mood is very complicated at this time.

Zhang Haoran is the young master of the Zhang family. It was originally a very happy and exciting thing to be able to make a name for Zhang Haoran on this occasion. However, Zhang Haoran and Lu Zheng were destined to have one to make a name for themselves today.

In this situation, Zhang Haoran has a ready-made poem in his hand, which is too much of a disadvantage. Lu Zheng probably has a hard time today!

At this time, Qin Yue also stood up in the yard and said that he had also written poems. Then Gao Yang and others also said that they had written poems, but they were slower after all.

As more and more people stood up, there were almost more than a dozen people, Lu Zheng's face remained calm and motionless.

Chen Gui and Zhang Haoran turned their eyes to Lu Zheng, and Zhang Haoran laughed and said, "Lu Zheng, do you really know how to write poetry? Stop pretending, haha!"

He laughed and said, "It's so simple to write poems with the word 'wine'. Lu Zheng, Lu Zheng, you don't have any skills, and you dare to gain fame and claim that you can write poems?"

Zhang Haoran was extremely proud. At this time, he was already confident in his heart and felt that the poem in his hand would definitely make a splash. Even if Lu Zheng was really talented, he would not be able to make a masterpiece that could compete with him in such a short time.

Today he won, and today Lu Zheng was destined to be humiliated and destined to be his stepping stone.

Zhang Haoran was proud, and Lu Zheng still had a smile on his face.

He walked out slowly, walked to the position of the mat and said, "You all have poems, and they are all talented men. But since Master Sun asked me this question first, I can only let you wait a moment and let me cheat once!"

After Lu Zheng finished speaking, his voice suddenly rose and said, "Which girl is willing to do it for me?"

"I am willing to play the piano for the young master!" Luo Qiaoqiao stood up and said first.

"I am willing to blow the flute for the young master!" Ding Ziying stood up and smiled at Lu Zheng with charm. Lu Zheng almost had a physiological reaction when he saw her bloody lips. He thought a little dirty.

"I am willing to swear a sage for the young master!" Qilan said with a smile.

Du Yueniang finally said: "I am willing to play the sheng for the young master!"

Lu Zheng laughed and said, "Okay! Since he wrote a poem with the title of 'Wine', how can he bring wine without wine!"

Luo Qiaoqiao immediately presented a glass of hot wine. Lu Zheng drank it all, and his feet were already a little unsteady. He had drunk a lot of wine today and had been half drunk for a long time. Now, after drinking a glass of hot wine, he became much more drunk.

He staggered on the mat, grabbed the brush on the mat, and shouted: "Put the paper!"

Two boys spread rice paper on the table. Lu Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked around, and suddenly chanted:

"Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns!"

When this sentence was read, the audience was shocked. Luo Qiaoqiao and others were unable to get into the state, but were shocked by Lu Zheng's sentence.

"Zheng!"

When Luo Qiaoqiao finally came to her senses, she played the first piano sound, and Lu Zheng's second sentence had already come:

"Don't you see, the mirror in the high hall is sad and the white hair is as white as black hair, and the evening turns into snow."

"ah……"

In the main hall, Nie Yong and Gui Liang stood up almost at the same time. Nie Yong's neck was exposed, his face was flushed, and he couldn't help but praise: "Okay!"

At this time, the girls finally came to their senses. The four courtesans were not ordinary people. When they heard Lu Zheng's poems, they immediately changed their graceful tone, and the sound of piano and flute suddenly became more and more excited.

As the music changes, the heroic spirit gushs over like a rolling river. Lu Zheng holds a pen in his hand, without writing a single word, and continues to recite:

"You must be satisfied with your life, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty.

I was born with my talents and I would be useful, and I would come back after all my money was lost.

It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you will have to drink three hundred cups of it at a time..."

He read six sentences in one breath. Nie Yong and Gui Liang had already rushed out of the main hall, and they rushed out of the main hall together with Sun Yibo, Deng Shengming and others who had just settled down.

Luo Guancai was even more excited and rushed to Lu Zheng. Qin Yue was also as excited as Luo Guancai. Qin Yue jumped onto the mat, grabbed a pen, and said loudly:

"Brother Lu, I will write for you!"

After saying that, Qin Yue's pen was like a dragon and a snake, quickly recording the poem Lu Zheng had just read on rice paper. Seeing Qin Yue's movements, he was wild and unruly, as if he was drunk. The characters in his pen were cursive and elegant.

Lu Zheng laughed loudly. After a long laugh, he continued to recite:

"Master Luo, Brother Qin Yue, don't stop the glass.

I will sing a song with you, please listen to it for me..."

When Lu Zheng came here, his passion also reached its peak. He jumped off the mat and his posture became extremely wild.

Since he traveled through time, he has lived under pressure every day and has been constantly restraining himself every day. Every step he took was trembling, walking on thin ice.

He walked along the way, only he knew the difficulties and hardships in it. He had too many secrets in him. All these secrets were unable to tell anyone. He could only taste all the bitterness and soreness alone.

Only now, when he drinks and recites this song "Toast", can his spirit relax for a moment. This feeling cannot be expressed in words. Lu Zheng only feels that he has the most passion in his heart when he grows up so old.

Fame, fortune and wealth are all illusory, bells, drums, delicacies and jade are all dust. In the old days, the swallows in front of the king and Xie Hall flew into the homes of ordinary people. What else can't be seen through in this world?

"Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, I hope I will never wake up again after being drunk.

Since ancient times, all sages were lonely, and only those who drink were left with their names.

King Chen had a banquet for Pingle in the past, and he ate a lot of fun and cheerful wine.

What does the owner say is that he has little money? He has to buy it and drink it with you.

A rich horse, a thousand gold fur, and a man will be given a good wine, and will be sold with you forever sorrow..."

All Lu Zheng's emotions were immersed in the poem. He read this poem in one go. The passion like a rolling river shocked everyone and also affected everyone.

The four girls playing music were all blushing. Most of the music they played on weekdays were paths of sadness, so where did they take such a heroic and magnificent path?

Fortunately, the four of them are all skilled. Otherwise, they would not be able to get along with the song today. Even so, they were sweating profusely with the complete poem, and were very excited, and they were in a very wonderful state.

Not only them, but everyone on the scene was unable to get out of the poetic artistic conception for a long time. They were all intoxicated, and the scene was silent, as if they were drunk. This situation was something that had never happened tonight.

In the side hall, the needle was so quiet that it was heard. The shadow stood straight. Her eyes were staring at Lu Zheng who seemed crazy and crazy. Her eyes were red and tears had already burst out.

In this world, she is the person who knows Lu Zheng the best. She has a girlish heart and is extremely sensitive. She is also extremely intelligent. Behind Lu Zheng's madness, what she thinks of was the pain and pain that Lu Zheng experienced.
Chapter completed!