Plane of Heroes Three Kingdoms

Chapter 250
This poem is magnificent!
Although I don't know who Ge Hong is and what the allusion to Feiyang and Domineering is, but watching Fan Xian and Jiang Zhe recite poems against each other, the feeling of soaring heroism lingers in my heart.

Want to unrestrained.

"Shameless, even changed the title of the poem...haha!"

Fan Xian glanced at Jiang Zhe, then continued singing.

"When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past and ask how much you can worry about it, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward."

Jiang Zhe: "The tide of the Spring River reaches the level of the sea, and the bright moon rises with the tides on the sea. The waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the Spring River."

Fan Xian: "When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine."

Jiang Zhe: "Wait a minute, I have sung this poem, Faye Wong's version!"

Fan Xian: "Okay, then the next song. There will be a time when the wind and the waves cleave, hang the clouds and sail straight to the sea!"

Jiang Zhe: "Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, frost leaves are red in February flowers"

Fan Xian: "I saw it with the light on while drunk, and I dreamed of returning to the camp with horn blowing"

Jiang Zhe: "There is a girl named Mingyue in front of the bed."

Fan Xian: "I would like to be a lovebird in the sky, and I would like to be Lian Lizhi in the earth"

Jiang Zhe: "Looking horizontally, it becomes a mountain and a side becomes a peak, and the distance and height are different"

One song per person, and sometimes even Jiang Zhe frankly sang it by himself and changed it blindly.

Fan Xian pushed Jiang Zhe.

"Could you stop your old dirty poems and get some serious ones."

"understand!"

"Flying down three thousand feet"

"Scattered flowers are becoming more and more charming, only Asakusa has no horseshoes..."

Jiang Zhe: "Since ancient times, there has been passion and hatred, and this hatred has no end."

Speaking of this poem, I can't help but think of Zhu Ganglian, who has been reincarnated more than 90 times!

Fan Xian pushed Jiang Zhe: "You messed up the original sentence again, it will last forever, this hatred will last forever!"

The two were fighting wine in the bgm, making jokes while reciting poems in a serious manner.

Jiang Zhe also sang some Yuan songs!

Everyone in the whole hall was stunned
They seem to see a fairy coming, as if by accident, they came to the banquet of the fairy, or two fairy in the world accidentally landed in the world
In the midst of drinking and singing, it shows the incomparably ethereal and immortal temperament.

Jiang Zhe: "The moon sets and the crow crows. It's always been a thousand years of wind and frost. The sound of the waves is still the same. I don't see the night before!"

Fan Xian: "The moon falls, the crows crow and the sky is full of frost, Jiang Feng fishes and fires to Mourn"

After a while, the number of copyists changed from three to seven or eight. There were not enough eunuchs to write the pens, and the eunuchs who wrote the scripts all came to help copy the poems chanted by Jiang Zhe and Fan Xian.

So wonderful, so shocking!
At this moment, Jiang Zhe and Fan Xian are not fighting alone. Behind them stand countless pillars of the country who have received nine-year compulsory education.

Familiar with the three hundred poems of Tang and Song Dynasties, he can neither compose nor chant.

If Jiang Zhe is a bit talented, he is a genius in music, creating atmospheric music, and can write about love and love.

At this moment, Fan Xian gave them even more surprise!

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It seems that the two of them are really people from another world. Only they understand each other, only they have seen the fairy world, and only they are qualified to drink together. Everyone else is ordinary.

As Jiang Zhe groaned, he felt that his reserves were not as good as Fan Xian, a liberal arts student.

"You nod for me, I'll take the next sentence. I can still remember the next sentence."

Fan Xian: "Two orioles singing in the green willows?"

Jiang Zhe: "I don't have a girlfriend yet?"

Fan Xian: "Bah"

Jiang Zhe: "Haha...you're an emotionless poetry reciting machine!"

The eunuchs who copied the poems felt very embarrassed. The poems recited by Mr. Fan are neat and orderly, but Mr. Jiang's always feel very weird.

"Without a colorful phoenix and flying wings, but with a heart that understands everything!"

Slowly, the two of them also chanted love poems.

Jiang Zhe groaned while running back and forth like Fan Xian, as if he was drunk.

Inexplicably, he ran to the seat of the eldest princess.

Just by chance, he sang a song.

"I was born before you, but I am old when I was born. You hate me for being born late, and I hate you for being born early. You were born before me, but I am old when I was born. I hate you at the same time, and I am with you every day."

What?

I don't know if she was infected by Jiang Zhe's alcohol, or because the fairyland-like scene in front of her moved her.

She blushed after hearing Jiang Zhe's poem!
My heart beats faster!
Are you hinting at me?

Liberal arts is really important.

Jiang Zhe: "Cherry Fan Sukou, Yangliu Xiao"

"Woooo!"

Jiang Zhe, who was reciting a poem, was covered by Fan Xian again.

"Change to another one!"

Well, next one, I'll think about it.

"Huajin has never been swept away by customers, and Pengmen is now the king!"

Fan Xian: "!!! Jiang Zhe, your uncle!"

As he spoke, Fan Xian started to chant.

"The mountains have no edges, and the sky and the earth are in harmony."

This time it was Jiang Zhe who came over and hugged Fan Xian.

"I've forced to register this song, and it's written for Ruoruo."

Fan Xian waved his hand in confusion.

"Okay, then I was wrong, the next song..."

"Ten years of life and death are boundless"

Jiang Zhe thought for a long time, and then thought about another song.

"Listen to my song. Bashiro, the eighteenth bride, with pale hair and red makeup. The mandarin ducks form a double night in the quilt, and a pear tree presses the begonia."

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Pear tree, Begonia?Press your sister!

Even though some of Jiang Zhe's poems have a bit of a dirty feel, those poems are still exquisite.

The more the ministers of the dynasty looked at these two people, the more fortunate they felt!

Qingguo has these two people, the whole country is proud!
No matter what a poem is, everyone has ears. There are many wizards in the world, but since ancient times, there has never been a scene like today.

The scene of two people fighting over poetry is simply rare in history!

I have seen a poem writer, but I have never seen two people write poems like this!
It's really like Chinese cabbage that doesn't cost money, one song after another pops out.

The music bgm outside has been changed, and I don’t know how many songs, but the poetry singing is still going on.

Many people with a bit of literary literacy feel drunk and addicted when they listen to it.
The clothes are disheveled.

Especially Jiang Zhe's poems are very popular when you hear them.

What kind of tent door, flower path, what kind of clothes belt is getting wider, it is a good poem when you listen to it. It is still "wet".

Fan Xian and Jiang Zhe at this moment, all kinds of poets, poets, poets, what Nalan, Qingzhao, Liu San, possessed.

They are not fighting alone!
Eternal romance, how can one person fight against it?
Jiang Zhe and Fan Xian were fighting poems, singing, and joking with each other indecently.

Surprised.
Wait until Fan Xian and Jiang Zhe are a little tired.

With a crisp sound, Zhuang Mohan finally couldn't hold the wine glass with his trembling hands, and the wine glass fell to the bluestone floor.into countless fragments.

Quiet.All was quiet.

Li Chengping almost couldn't bear to follow his avatar to perform, but fortunately he held back.

Don't memorize it, or you won't have a chance to use it in the future.

Jiang Zhe patted Fan Xian on the shoulder. The poems written by the two of them had long been unclear.

(End of this chapter)