Great Wei scholar

"Master Xu, let me wait for the celebration, let me wait until I get drunk and never return."

"Come on, let's have a drink together."

"Come on, let's laugh together."

Among the crowd, some scholars understood what Xu Qingxiao meant. He raised his glass and shouted towards Liyang Palace.

At this moment, the people laughed loudly, and the capital was once again prosperous and lively, so the people witnessed all this, and people drank wine, which was so beautiful.

Alcohol is not intoxicating, people are self-intoxicating.

"Sing a song with Jun, please listen to me."

Xu Qingxiao spoke again, writing a poem written by Chunqiu.

"The bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won't wake up after being drunk."

"The sages and sages in ancient times were all lonely, only the drinkers kept their names."

"King Chen used to feast in peace and joy, and fight for ten thousand wines and banter."

"Why does the master say that he has little money, and he has to sell it to the king."

Xu Qingxiao was a little drunk.

His face was ruddy, he had drunk a lot of fine wine in the blink of an eye, his figure was swaying, but he could write like a god.

In the 600th year of the Great Wei Dynasty, there was naturally a man named Chen Wang, and he naturally held a banquet. You can refer to ancient and modern times, so Xu Qingxiao did not change a word.

After the sentence, a large amount of fine wine poured into his throat again.

Xu Qingxiao was a little dizzy from drunk.

Since entering the capital, he has not been in a state of tension and seriousness for a day, and rarely has he been so relieved.

If there is wine today and drunk today, it doesn't matter what happens to his future generations, and he doesn't care about the flood.

But at this moment, the wine in the wine pool was gone.

It was spilled outside by Xu Qingxiao just now.

There is no more wine in the hall.

Everyone's wine glasses are empty.

at this time.

Xu Qingxiao was silent.

Slowly put down the pen in his hand.

And this famous poem through the ages did not completely gather momentum at this moment.

Everyone looked at Xu Qingxiao, wondering what happened.

"quick!"

"Go and prepare some fine wine for Shouren."

Someone noticed the problem. Without good wine, Xu Qingxiao couldn't compose poems.

The guards were dispatched one after another to bring in fine wine.

No one would have thought that Xu Qingxiao could use up all the wine in the wine pool.

But this ancient poem is stuck here, which makes everyone anxious.

Everyone knows that this poem is still missing the last sentence, and it is still missing the last sentence.

If this sentence is not spoken.

Then this poem will be a regret through the ages, especially when Xu Qingxiao is in a state of drunkenness. When he wakes up, he will not be able to write it well.

The most important thing for poets is the state. Similar things happened once. Someone was very drunk and wrote a poem about the country, but he fell asleep before the last line.

As a result, I woke up, unable to continue, and finally died of depression.

For literati, this is indeed a knot that is difficult to untie.

That's why someone spoke up and asked the guards to prepare fine wine while praying that Xu Qingxiao would not fall down.

No one would have thought that such a thing would happen at this juncture.

And the people who most hope that Xu Qingxiao will fall are the great talents of the Ten Kingdoms. They stare at Xu Qingxiao, wishing that Xu Qingxiao...falls now.

The guards were dispatched, wanting to find good wine, but in a short while, where to prepare it, the extreme banquet was filled with [-] catties of fine wine, and in a short time, they really couldn't find it.

The six ministers are in a hurry.

The great Confucians were in a hurry, except for Sun Jing'an.

The deans of the four major academies are in a hurry.

The people of Wei were in a hurry.

The Wei literati were also in a hurry.

Because under the banquet, Xu Qingxiao's body was indeed a little wobbly.

But Xu Qingxiao still showed a smile. He closed his eyes, as if indulging in a fairyland.

He spread his hands, as if he was walking on a single-plank bridge, and walked outside the palace, laughing from time to time.

But soon, he wants to drink.

Lift the glass and take a sip.

No.

The wine is gone?

At this moment, Xu Qingxiao's eyes were blurred, he was already standing outside the palace, and everyone followed him out.

On the sky, the golden will drink, reflecting the capital of Wei Dynasty, but the light gradually dimmed, because the last sentence did not appear, this talent was about to be unable to hold on.

Xu Qingxiao didn't care about this.

Instead, he raised his glass slowly.

Looking towards Dawei Jingdu.

"Five-flowered horse."

"Qianjinqiu."

"Hu'er will be exchanged for fine wine."

"Sell the eternal sorrow with me."

At this moment, Xu Qingxiao raised his glass and said the last sentence.

With this voice sounded.

One by one golden characters appeared on the sky, and the whole article was about to drink, shining an incomparable light at this moment.

At this time, Zhenguo poems were lacklustre, and even disappeared directly, because Zhenguo poems were not qualified at all in front of the famous poems through the ages.

Pentium rushes from the east like the Yellow River.

Rumble!

Rumble!

At this moment, there was loud thunder, but no clouds were seen, and there was only righteousness rolling like a river in the sky.

Whoa!

Whoa!

At that moment, the sound of rain was loud, and at that moment Xu Qingxiao dropped his wine glass and stood under the rain.

It's not rain.

This is alcohol.

In Liyang Palace, everyone looked at Xu Qingxiao, and they were completely stunned.

Not only them, but the entire capital of Wei, who is not shocked?

The five-flowered horse, the golden hair, and Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell the eternal sorrow with you.

This sentence is indescribably free and easy, but also indescribably heroic.

And this last sentence is the finishing touch.

Sell ​​the eternal sorrow with you.

This!

What a boldness this is!

Let's get rid of the sorrows of the ages together.

If you talk about the previous poems, they all just seemed confident, but the last sentence made people completely silent.

Everyone understood one thing at this moment.

Xu Qingxiao!

The great talent of all ages.

Inside the Great Wei Palace.

The empress stood quietly under the eaves.

After hearing this sound again, his eyes showed admiration.

In Peach Blossom Temple.

All the girls stood beside the guardrail, their beautiful eyes were all directed towards Li Yang Palace, their eyes were full of admiration and excitement.

And the girl in white is also guarding against the railing, looking a little weak, looking at the Liyang Palace, with a faint smile in her eyes, but also some complicated feelings.

As for the Great Wei Jingdu, the common people were drinking and drinking. They were so excited that everyone smiled.

The eternal sorrow may not be eliminated.

But today's worry.

Indeed it can be eliminated.

"come!"

"Don't stop drinking."

Xu Qingxiao's voice sounded again, but when he said this, his body gradually lay down on the ground.

He is drunk.

He was very drunk.

Not to mention three hundred cups, even five hundred cups is possible.

This is fine wine from the royal family. It's fine for the first time, but it's not good if you drink too much. Xu Qingxiao has drunk so much, he already has a good capacity for alcohol.

Being able to persist until now can be called massive.

Looking at Xu Qingxiao who was already lying on the ground.

Except for the talents of the Ten Kingdoms, everyone couldn't help laughing. Some people stepped out of the palace without restraint, drinking fine wine and enjoying themselves.

In the palace, singing and dancing continued, and the music was still there, and everyone was more or less drunk.

drunk.

Xu Qingxiao was even more intoxicating.

This scene, no one will forget, and no one will dare to forget.

The famous poems through the ages are still reflected in the sky.

At this time, a stronger gas appeared, this is public opinion!

Massive public opinion was absorbed into Xu Qingxiao's body.

The common people were completely relieved, they enjoyed themselves to their heart's content, the previous depression was completely gone, and the brilliance of Great Wei was restored once again.

Xu Qingxiao's song about drinking wine not only suppressed their arrogance.