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Chapter 584
"What do you mean by pretending to be aggressive and flirting with girls?" Naturally, they were a little confused when they encountered this word for the first time, and asked very curiously.

"To tease a girl is to write poems to deceive a woman's heart. To pretend to be a girl is to pretend that these guys have already prepared today's poems and say they thought of them today. This is pretending to be a girl. Of course, this is not the most important thing." Mr. Beilou saw several people I am very curious, so naturally I have to explain to them, they really don't know new words.

"That's not the most important thing, so what is the most important thing?" Several people were also confused. Could there be a more appropriate explanation.

"Just watch it later! These idiots think I don't know anything, and then I crush them, that's called pretending, get it!" Mr. Beilou was still puzzled when he saw a few people, so he naturally wanted to explain It has to be more vivid, so that they only need to look good!

"Understood. Others thought you didn't know how to write poetry, but you turned out to be better than him." It's easy to understand, one person can't help but have some expectations, after all, this guy is not stupid!
"Yes." Beilou Jun said with a smile.

Just like this, a few people chatted for a long time, and those gifted scholars also started to write poems. The banquet was very lively, only a few of them chatted, and it had nothing to do with those things.

"Next, I will bring you a song, "Beilou Cherry Blossom", which blooms early in the spring, and the snow is decorated with clouds and the calyx is light. When the sun is shining, the sun is shining, and the birds are heard frequently in the falling flowers. Dancing in the sky Weakness looks powerless, and the moon is verdant and it seems to be affectionate. The east wind blows into the boudoir with many things, and the fragrance is full of thoughts about Jiangcheng."

"Nice poem!"

"Nice poem!"

"As expected of an outstanding figure in the Beilou Empire, a young talent."

"The number one genius in the empire."

Several people continued to chat about their affairs, Nangong Xin'er said: "If I knew that poetry could be used in this way, then I wouldn't have chased my wife for a year!"

"Looks like I've learned the same thing in the future. Picking up girls is a unique skill. If you want to win a person's heart, you need to know her life and likes, and do what she likes." A few people were discussing how to pick up girls just now, but it turned out that Mr. Beilou After taking a lesson, everyone felt that they had been taught. They didn't expect that there were so many tricks in chasing women.

"Of course, if you want a harmonious husband and wife, you still need mutual trust... After you get married, you also need to keep fresh, and surprise each other from time to time. That shows that your heart for her has not changed. You still say you are romantic, let alone, I think If you are not married, the two of you have the most say." Mr. Beilou almost forgot that there are two people who are already married, and the children can play soy sauce. It is too inappropriate for him to say such things now that he has nothing!
"By the way, what's going on with you and Xin'er?" One person couldn't help asking curiously, wanting to ask this proactive question.

"What are you talking about?" Beilou Jun was speechless when he heard this. He knew what they were thinking?
"Let's not talk about it, it's not good for the few of us, why don't we just watch how these people pretend?" The second brother Nangong Xin'er glanced at the whole banquet. There is also a pen and ink next to it, which can be used to write poems.

"That's right! Since you are confident, you can just write two poems, let us go up and pretend to be?" The third brother said directly, if there is such an opportunity, he should go up and show it.

"Not bad!" The other fourth brother also thought it was very good.

The Lord of the Bei Tower said: "Okay, then I tell you to write, no matter what... this tower is not for viewing beauty, you have to go to the front of the tower to be surrendered by the enemy."

"Okay!" Fifth Brother couldn't help but shouted, and instantly attracted everyone's attention, thinking: This is not your home game at all, what should I call it?

Seeing the appearance of these people, Yuan Zhe said sarcastically: "I think you have better Beilou poems, so don't let us listen to them."

When everyone heard this, they immediately became interested. The few people just now were very happy and really regarded this place as their home.

When the fourth brother Nangong heard this, he immediately stood up and said loudly: "Then I will make a fool of myself. The North Tower is a city, and everyone dares to jump on the beam regardless of the group. It has always been drinking the Yangtze River on horseback. This building is not for looking at the beauty, but to face the enemy in front of the building." drop."

"it is good!"

"Great!"

"Fourth brother is amazing!"

Of course, the Nangong family members and the others who applauded have not yet reacted, but someone has already taken note of it!

"Crack, clap!" Then everyone applauded, obviously this was very much in line with the minds of these generals, and then some people commented.

"Now that we have come to this point, we have written enough poems about the North Tower, and the next step is to write poems about serving the country faithfully, who will come first?" The host is the chief executive of the palace, and he is in charge of everything today. There are some poems like this.

The elder Nangong also stood up and said: "I also made a fool of myself. I joined the army. The beacon fire shines on Xijing, and I feel uneasy. Yazhang resigned from the phoenix palace, and the iron cavalry circled the Dragon City. The snow is dark and the flag painting is withered, and the wind is turbulent. Sound. It is better to be a centurion than a scholar."

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Especially the last sentence, which means that he would rather be a centurion and charge in the front than a scholar, let alone those bloodless men.

Everyone saw that the people in Nangong had a lot of blood today. They didn't sing poems at all before, but today they only came to two poems, and they were all very good.

"This poem gives people a straight-forward and indomitable momentum. It effectively highlights the strong patriotic passion and the spirit of the soldiers. It's great!" The comment was naturally the entire empire's Academy of Arts, representing the highest achievement of the empire , the highest honor.

The second brother Nangong also stood up, looked at the crowd and said: "Then I will show my shame and join the army - Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass in the distance.

Yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned if it is not broken. "

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

The whole agreement is with these few people. They have already said just now that each person has one song. It is rare to have such an opportunity. They are all frontier poems, which can better reflect their love feelings.

After the comments were finished, the fourth brother Nangong also stood up, and said with a smile: "Since everyone is talking about Loulan, then I will also play a song, Marching in the Army - Hu Pingluo's Zibohan, Suiye City West Autumn Moon Regiment.

The Ming Dynasty ordered the star to seal the sword, and Cijun took Loulan overnight. "

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Everyone seems to be familiar with this rhythm, and slowly applauded, because the writing is really very good, and Loulan is one of the enemy countries, so it's no wonder it doesn't applaud.

After waiting for comments, Brother Nangong also stood up and said with a smile: "I also want to kill Loulan and write the next song - It is snowy in the mountains in May, but there is no flowers but cold.

Smelling the broken willows in the flute, I have never seen the spring scenery.

Xiao Zhan follows the golden drum and sleeps with a jade saddle.

I would like to put the sword down from the waist and cut Loulan straight. "

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

Everyone is familiar with the rhythm of these people, and they have already shouted along. The main reason is that this poem seems to be a series, and everyone is also very surprised.

Waiting for the comments to play, everyone knows who will be next, Nangong Sixth Brother also stood up, said with a smile: "Zhan Loulan, then I will also play a song, and send the sword...——Mo Xie San Chi Zhao Ren Han, try and Pick up the light and look carefully.

And hang up the empty room as a piano companion, there is no need to take it with you to kill Loulan. "

"it is good!"

"it is good!"

(End of this chapter)