"So... Nan Shixian!"

Many people were stunned and immediately reacted.

A civil servant exclaimed: "The Southern Immortal and the Northern Saint were originally one person. No wonder, no wonder!"

"This is right, this is right..." someone said, tugging on his beard.

Even though all the civil and military officials are well-informed, they are all confused at this moment. How many identities does this young man have? What's more terrible is that in every identity, he has done things that ordinary people can hardly do in their lives. For a time, hundreds of people in the Great Qin Dynasty

All the officials sighed with emotion. What kind of young man is this? He will be banished to an immortal in heaven.

Gao Qi was not there, but the villain Tu Gaorong was not absent, but his eyes staring at Jiang Fan became colder and colder.

Jiang Fan automatically ignored this unfriendly look.

"The common people are extremely honored. Your Majesty and all your lords are here in person, so I have to bring something decent to express my sincerity. Everyone, please."

He said that he was not polite and actually sat down next to the empress, but the empress didn't seem to care. Everyone who saw it was secretly shocked.

"Your Majesty, please say a word and we'll start eating."

The empress just picked up the wine cup: "Drink full!"

He was the first to drink up the two taels of Shao Daozi in one go.

"Drink together, drink together!" Jiang Fan and Baiguan stood up, raised their heads and drank heavily.

The empress got off to a good start, and the grand banquet began. The people of Qin valued the law, but did not pay much attention to etiquette. With Taibai sitting at the famous banquet, and burning knives to add to the fun, the people of Qin soon returned to their true colors. And this

This novel round-table dining experience is indeed more conducive to communication and enhances the atmosphere. The banquet soon became lively.

Jiang Fan sat next to the empress, while the others sat relatively far away. Jiang Fan introduced the dishes to the empress unceremoniously, and even started to pick up the dishes.

The empress also ate with gusto and even took the initiative to ask about some dishes.

Seeing this scene in the eyes of all officials, some thought deeply, some were surprised, some were worried, and some were unhappy...

After three rounds of drinking, many people became more accustomed to this method, felt very happy, and became more courageous. They even offered the Empress three bowls of wine under the leadership of Commander Meng Ao.

Some military generals sang Qinqiang opera, while others loudly recited Jiang Fan's "Jiangjinjiu".

"...If you are proud of life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon...

...I am born with a talent that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent...

...The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you!"

climax after another

, the singing continued. The scene became more and more lively.

Suddenly, Marshal Meng Ao stood up with a big smile and raised his wine cup: "Today we have the honor to taste the Taibai Ju North and South banquet. It is time to thank the owner here. I suggest that I toast Mr. Jiang with a drink together!"

"Okay, okay, that's exactly what it should be!"

"Drink with Mr. Jiang!"

Everyone also had this intention, but they didn't dare to disturb Jiang Fan while he was taking care of the empress. Now the commander started to coax him.

Jiang Fan stood up quickly: "I don't dare to act like this. All of you are the pillars of the country. I am a commoner. Today is a blessing. I should respect you. I should respect you first!"

After saying that, he raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass, winning applause from the whole house.

"Okay! You are a talented young man with a majestic appearance and a heroic young friend. I will accompany you!"

Meng Ao's wine cup had long been replaced by a larger one, and his drink was more than twice as much as Mr. Jiang's.

Seeing his generosity, everyone applauded and drank all the wine in their glasses.

"I have heard for a long time that the people of Qin are generous, and what I saw today is indeed the case. My lords, you must not get drunk or come home today!" Jiang Fan said with a loud laugh.

Xu Fu also stood up and said: "It stands to reason that Mr. Jiang has already entertained us with good wine and food, so he really shouldn't have to take advantage of it. But when I learned that Mr. Jiang is also known as the Immortal of Southern Poetry, I felt itchy and unbearable. Mr. Jiang has written many lyrics. Today I am I really want to hear Mr. Jiang compose a poem. I wonder if Mr. Jiang is willing to satisfy my wishes?" Biquku

When he said this sentence, the whole hall immediately applauded. It is true that Jiang Fan wrote many lyrics, and the only poem that has been circulated in the world is "Jiang Jinjiu". Xu Fu's proposal was indeed what everyone thought.

"Mr. Jiang, I have drunk wine with you no less than a hundred times, and every time I feel so excited that I can't help myself. Today's suggestion from the Imperial Master is exactly what I thought. Please show me your talent, Mr. Jiang!"

Anyway, we are used to copying, so if we don’t miss this one, let’s promote the culture of our hometown. Seeing that everyone was in high spirits, Jiang Fan stopped refusing and filled the wine glass: “Young man is very talented and has little knowledge. I am appreciated by all the adults, so I will show off my shame again today.” Once again, to cheer you up!"

After he finished speaking, he pondered for a moment and said loudly: "The Qin Dynasty was a martial artist and a chivalrous person. Today, I will use the chivalrous behavior as the topic!"

Holding the wine glass, Jiang Fan walked slowly to an open space, walked a few steps and suddenly raised his head:

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu Gou Shuangxue Ming.

The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star.

Kill one person in ten steps,

Never leave behind a thousand miles.

When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his merit and fame.

After leisurely passing by Xinling to drink, I took off my sword and stretched my knees forward.

The general will be eating Zhu Hai and holding a wine glass to persuade the marquis to win.

Three cups of Turannuo make the five mountains seem lighter.

After the eyes are dazzled and the ears are hot, the spirit and vitality are restored.

He waved the golden mallet to save Zhao, Handan was shocked first.

The two heroes of the Qianqiu period have conquered Daliang City.

Even if a hero dies and his bones are fragrant, he will not be ashamed of being a hero in the world.

Who can write your Excellency, Baishou Taixuan Sutra!"

As soon as the poem came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

The free and easy, chivalrous and heroic spirit of the knight's journey comes across, and there are also young people who are ambitious and high-spirited. Reading it makes people feel angry and excited.

This was right for the people of Qin, and their genes made them irresistible to this poem. But this occasion was particularly appropriate, and it immediately attracted a round of applause.

"What a good knight!"

Meng Ao slapped the table and stood up: "Young master Jiang is indeed a great talent. He has written famous poems throughout the ages. This poem is quite suitable for our Qin people's taste. What a poem! What a poem!"

Good poetry comes naturally, as can be seen from the fact that everyone present looked as if they were drunk. Although there were some allusions that no one present seemed to have heard of, and they were inevitably a little confused, it did not affect their appreciation of the poem. favorite.

Xu Fu looked up to the sky and sighed: "In today's world, how lucky is it to have a person like Mr. Jiang, who can write all the world's romances——"

Even though the empress had long believed in Jiang Fan's ability to write poems, she was already surprised. After all, even if a person with extraordinary literary talent could only write one article in his lifetime, Jiang Fan seemed to have picked it up at his fingertips, one after another. It’s a wonderful article, I really don’t know how this brain grew.

Especially looking at Jiang Fan's high-spirited and free-spirited attitude, the empress suddenly felt that she couldn't tell which one was the real Jiang Fan. The indifferent hermit who hid by the river, wearing a coir raincoat and bamboo hat, a pot of wine and a basket of food, or the one who strategized. , the peerless talent who was escorted thousands of miles away, or the profound wise man who rolled eastward along the Yangtze River and saw the ups and downs of the world, or the young hero who is so wanton and heroic today?

He is a very contradictory person. He seems to have many unknown thoughts hidden in his heart. He is free from the world, but also trapped in the world. It seems that he should not be in this world, and he seems to have always wanted to leave...

The only problem with this song is that it consumes more alcohol.
Chapter completed!