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Chapter 585 One piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces
Seeing Nangong's six grandsons say six poems at once, everyone was simply shocked. Since they had never shown it before, they didn't expect to have such feelings.

Nangong Xin'er looked puzzled. When they came, these people didn't prepare any poems. They didn't expect that they would write such a thing today. It was outrageous.

Grandpa Nangong smiled when he saw his grandsons being so "competitive". These poems are very happy, they are so good, it also shows that this is their general's mind.

The reviewers also began to comment: "Master Kong has already commented on a song just now, and I think it is very good, so I also want to comment..." Xiao Zhan followed the golden drum, Xiaomian hugged the jade saddle. "The five and six sentences are about the beating of gongs and drums to control the advance and retreat of the soldiers. I was not sure at first, but the meaning of the sentence has changed from desolate to majestic."

"You can imagine that you are at the frontier fortress, right at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, and living a tense fighting life all day long. During the day, you march and fight to the sound of bells and drums, and at night you hug the saddle and take a nap."

"Here, "Xiao Zhan" corresponds to "Night Sleep". The general intends to summarize a day's life in the army, and the tension and urgency of his military situation are vivid on the paper. The word "sui" imitates the orders and prohibitions of soldiers. "Bao" The first word describes the situation of the soldiers guarding at night. The second sentence describes the life scenes of the soldiers, and they are guarding the frontier and preparing for the battle. Everyone is brave, and the mentality of striving for the first is also fully revealed. "

""I would like to put the sword down from the waist and cut Loulan straight. "It is said that the Loulan Kingdom in the Western Regions of the Han Dynasty often killed envoys of the Han Dynasty. Fu Jiezi was sent to the Western Regions. The King of Loulan was greedy for the gold and silk donated by him. He was lured into the tent and killed by him, so he returned the king's head." Here is a borrowed The story of Fu Jiezi's generous revenge shows the poet's ambition to go to the battlefield and kill the enemy for the country."

"As for Nangong Liulang's poems, I won't make too many comments. It's not bad, but very good, but one thing is very bad. You say you are young, why do you grow a beard, you should learn from you How many brothers?"

The reviewer felt that these poems were very good, and they were the most outstanding poems in the entire banquet today. Even Yuan Zhe's poems were compared. Of course, Yuan Zhe was not the best.

There is another person in the entire capital, that is Chen Banding, who is regarded as the first real genius of the enemy country. Many people like his poems very much, and his literary accomplishment is also very high, which is praised by many people today.

"Come on, drink, I'm so happy today!" Several people finally looked good today, they didn't expect Beilou Jun to give six poems in one go, and let them have one poem directly, it's not perfect!

Everyone took a sip of wine, not to mention how happy they were. Usually these guys looked down on them, but today they took a breath and let them know that they were not jealous.

"That's right! We all have a poem for each of us, so you have to come with one!" Brother Nangong saw that Mr. Beilou prepared a poem for each of them, so it's his turn now!

"Brother, forget it, you have to be low-key, do you understand low-key?" Beilou Jun said with a smile when he saw this situation.

"Come on! I haven't seen you keep a low profile before, do you think so?" Fifth Brother Nangong immediately retorted when he heard this.

"Yes!" Several people naturally agreed very much. Mr. Beilou was arrogant before, why didn't he keep a low profile before, but now it is too much to say this, anyway, they don't believe it.

Hearing this, Mr. Beilou hurriedly said: "Don't! I told you to pretend to be aggressive. How did you forget it just now? Besides, there will definitely be idiots who will challenge me later. After all, your talent just now, those of them People dare not challenge, plus I am with you, must want to humiliate me?"

When several people heard this, they nodded their heads in agreement. Many people wanted to take him out of the game, and some people cried later!
"I'll just ask that idiot who doesn't open his eyes, who do you think will be the first one?" The third brother Nangong glanced at a few people and said, naturally he wanted everyone to guess in advance, the No.1 who wants to step on Mr. Beilou today is who?
"I think it's Chen Banding, because he is known as the number one talented person in the whole empire." Sixth brother Nangong took the lead and thought it was this person.

"Impossible. Chen Banding's reputation is too great. It's impossible for him to challenge like this. That guy must not be able to see his brother-in-law clearly!"

"It seems to make sense!"

"That's Yuan Zhe. They are from the same camp. This guy has been sizing us up for a long time. He must be right."

"This is possible!"

"Okay! Don't guess anymore. I think it's Zhao Zhiping. You know that my brother-in-law won millions of taels of silver last time. He must be very resentful now and itching his teeth with hatred!"

"Listening to what you said, I think Zhao Zhiping has the best chance."

"I think so too."

"Didn't you ever think that these three people would go together?"

"These guys belong to the same camp, and they will definitely challenge my brother-in-law, but Zhao Zhiping must be the first to take the lead."

"That's all right."

Sure enough, when they were drinking happily, Zhao Zhiping came over and said with a smile on his face: "My lord, everyone had a good time writing a poem today, how could you be so disappointing?"

Seeing this guy coming, several people said: "Look! I said that this idiot must be the first."

"I already knew it!"

Someone had seen this situation a long time ago, and my colleagues showed malicious intentions. They all wanted to see Mr. Beilou's jokes, and finally found the opportunity today.

"Disappointing? I think you're the one disappointing. We had a good drink. You're such a young child who doesn't know how to be polite when you come to disturb us." Hearing this, Mr. Beilou glanced at Zhao Zhiping with contempt on his face. And said with disgust.

This man, Zhao Zhiping, was so angry that he immediately said loudly: "Hey! I've asked our young prince to compose a poem!"

Originally, their words were very quiet just now, and Zhao Zhiping directly took over an army just to make Beilou Jun look ugly. When they saw this, they immediately said: "Damn! How shameless!"

When everyone heard Zhao Zhiping's words, they thought that Mr. Beilou really wanted to compose a poem, and they all had smiles on their faces. They just wanted to wait for Mr. Beilou to make a fool of themselves. This guy must not have prepared a poem.

Everyone looked at Mr. Beilou like this, but he didn't get up at all, but was still eating. This made Mr. Beilou speechless. He promised to step on people, but is this the result?

Seeing that Mr. Beilou was still eating, everyone couldn't help but shook their heads. Knowing that Mr. Beilou was afraid that he had no poems, Nangong Xiner even wanted to run over and make some sarcastic remarks. This guy would not be so incompetent. Just now, her sixth brother The poem must have been prepared by Mr. Beilou.

Brother Nangong saw that everyone was staring at them, and only this kid was eating, so he pushed Beilou Jun, and seeing everyone staring at him, Beilou Jun also stood up.

"Today's food is so delicious. You people don't know how to appreciate it." Mr. Beilou came at an unreasonable moment, and ended up saying this after a long time.

One person despises others for wanting to laugh, Mr. Nangong smiled and said, "That's right, today's banquet is too rich!"

Mr. Beilou glanced at Zhao Zhiping, then at the crowd and said, "I'm really not good at writing poetry, how about I give it a try?"

Everyone is already drunk anyway, it seems that this guy is really not good, the brothers know very well that this kid is going to start pretending!
"Let me sing a song about snow! One piece, two pieces, three pieces, four pieces, five, six, seven, eighty, ninety pieces.

Thousands of pieces, thousands of pieces, countless pieces,..."

Hearing this, everyone laughed. What kind of broken poem is this? Zhao Zhiping and others found it even more funny. They obviously felt that Mr. Beilou had already lost, and their goal had been achieved!
As far as the first three sentences are concerned, this is completely doggerel, and the latter may be covered with snow, and some people are already laughing so hard!

(End of this chapter)