Rebirth: I’m Lv Bu

Ailang immediately understood what the talented man in white clothes said, and the little white face was clearly asking him to make a fool of himself. I don't know that little white face, why is that little white face having trouble with himself? Then I noticed Xiao Shi and Zhen Mi standing next to Xiao Bai's face. Both of them looked at themselves hopefully, and immediately understood what was going on. It must be that little white face who learned the two ancient famous lines he just said from Xiao Shi and Zhen Mi, and was not convinced, thinking that it was definitely not his masterpiece, so he wanted to make him embarrassed!

Ailang greeted the women in Xiao Bailian's family in his stomach, and then pretended to be stupid and asked the white-clothed talent: "Who is that? Are you talking to me?"

The talented person in white felt that the other party spoke so clearly that he looked down on him, and his face became hard to look, but he still smiled strongly: "I am talking to the general. I waited to hear the two poems the general just made. I was very moved. It was the auspicious day of Mrs. Yuan Gong’s birthday, so I wanted to take advantage of this good day to ask the general to make an impromptu poem as a gift for Mrs. Yuan Gong’s birthday.” Several talented men followed. These guys who were afraid of the world would also think that those two touching sentences could never have been made by the Wufu Lu Bu, so they wanted to see him look ugly.

Yan was anxious, but although she was determined to help her husband, she couldn't think of a good way at all.

Ailang walked to the talented man in white, looked down at him from top to bottom, and sneered: "What are you? You deserve me to write poetry!"

There was a commotion in the back garden, and everyone was discussing with each other. Some thought that Lu Bu was too arrogant, and some thought that Lu Bu was right. Although they were a little talented in poetry and prose, they were in common clothes, while Lu Bu was Yu. General Lin also has the title of Wen Hou, which is a distinguished status. It is really a joke that he wants to instigate Lu Bu with those few commoners. However, some people think that Lu Bu said that, nine out of ten, he didn't dare to show his ugliness because he was out of stock. He wanted to make Lu Bu embarrassed, but he did not dare to offend Lu Bu blatantly. And Ai Lang's wife, Yan Shi, secretly relieved, feeling that the husband's handling method is really no better. Although it seems a bit aggressive and domineering, it is better than making a fool of yourself in front of everyone.

The white-clothed man was very unconvinced, he hehe smiled, and said to the people around him: "It seems that the general can't write poetry. I won't be embarrassed by the general anymore!" All the talented men laughed and looked in their eyes. There is a sense of sarcasm. Xiao Shi and Zhen Mi couldn't help but feel suspicious at this time, suspecting that the two good lines just now might not be Lu Bu's masterpiece.

Ailang didn't take the verbal expressions of those **** talents seriously, but when she saw Zhen Mi's skepticism, she couldn't help being shocked, and she couldn't let the beauty down anymore! Immediately he blurted out: "Isn't it just making a poem! A trivial thing!" However, as soon as this sentence was uttered without passing through the brain, Ayron regretted it, and wished to slap himself severely, and whispered secretly: Poetry is such a difficult thing, I can't do it even if I die!

When I raised my head, I saw that everyone's eyes were converging on me. The talented men looked like they were waiting for a good show. Xiao Shi and Zhen Mi looked expectantly, while the wife not far away was A look terribly worried.

Ai Lang couldn't help grinning at Yan. Yan Shi was really dumbfounded, and gave him an angry glance.

The white-clothed talent was already impatient at this time, and said, "Isn't the general writing poems? I'll wait and listen." As he spoke, he showed a smile full of mockery. He had already seen that Lu Bu was just a sloppy bag in terms of poetry, and that this adult was lost.

Ai Lang cursed in his heart: ‘Mapapi, wait until I get out of this door to see if I will cut you off! ’

Then I started to worry about the things in front of me, I don't know what to do, how could I be able to do some **** poetry! Suddenly Ai Lang regretted that he didn't read much when he was in college. He played games and watched **** with a group of pig and dog friends all day. Otherwise, people who have been in college would not be able to make a few limericks?

Seeing Ai Lang frowning, the wise man in white could not help but said: "Is the general unable to do it? If you can't do it, just say it. Everyone will not laugh at the general!"

Ailang was in trouble, and when he heard this, he was furious, staring and roaring: "You are in a hurry! You are in a hurry to reincarnate!"

The talented man in white was frightened by Ai Lang's roar and turned pale, and then he recovered and sneered to himself: ‘You can still be rampant now, and see how you handle yourself later. He has made up his mind, and when Lu Bu can't do it, he will taunt him to dispel his hatred. At this time, all the guests thought that Lu Bu couldn't write poems, and they all smiled mockingly. It's just that because of Lu Bu's reputation for being arrogant, no one dared to laugh at him openly. Faced with the current situation, Yan only felt a little shameless.

Ai Lang suddenly felt a heart move, and said in secret: ‘By the way, although I can’t write poems, I still remember a lot of Tang poems and Song Ci! Damn, I'm so stupid, I forgot Xiang Shaolong's tricks! At the end of the thought, Ai Lang relaxed, with a smile on his face.

The talented man in white originally intended to ridicule Lu Bu, but suddenly saw a confident smile on his face, and he was taken aback.

Ai Lang smiled and said: "You can't do ordinary poems on this occasion. You need a good enough poem to be worthy of this good day!" Everyone looked at each other and muttered in their hearts: ‘What’s the matter? Can Lu Bu really make poetry? 'But Yan Shi was nervous and couldn't get any more, his heart was mentioned in his throat.

Ailang thought that the ancient poets always put a poss before reciting poems, so he walked to the shore of the lake with his hands on his back. Everyone looked at Ai Lang stupidly, but Yan did not dare to look.

"The smoke and dust of the Han family is in the northeast, the Han will quit the family and break the thief...." Ai Lang said a few words. Everyone's expressions changed, and they all had incredible expressions, especially Yan Shi, whose eyes were round, as if they didn't know Ailang.

Ai Lang continued to read: "Men are self-respectful, and the emperor bestows color. With gold and drums, Xia Yuguan, between the stilts and rocks. The school lieutenant Yu flies over the vast sea, and only illuminates the wolf mountain in the hunting fire. The mountains and rivers are depressed and extremely borderland. Hu Qiping is mixed with the wind and rain. The warrior army is half alive, singing and dancing under the beautiful tent." Ai Lang, Lv Bu's body is a rare general in the world, this Yan Ge Xing is about the frontier fortress army, so he reads There is an extraordinarily frontier atmosphere when coming out.

At this moment, everyone was completely moved, and some people couldn't help but cried out. The eyes of the women were colorful, and they looked alluring. But a group of talented people headed by the white-clothed talents were pale. This Yan Ge Xing is desolate and majestic. It is definitely not something ordinary literati can make. Everyone does not doubt that this is Lu Bu's own work. They feel that only Lu Bu, a fierce general who traverses the world, can make such a sonorous and powerful passion. Poems come.

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