Then Liu Sanbian winked at Liu Wanyuan, and Liu Wanyuan nodded to express his understanding. He left his seat and went somewhere unknown.
"Why is the waiter so slow in serving the food? He didn't see all of us here." After Liu Wanyuan left, Liu Sanbian yelled at the waiter.
"The dishes will be served soon, please wait a moment." The waiter said as he wiped the sweat from his face with the towel around his neck.
"Brother Liu, why are you competing with a waiter? Come and have a drink with us." Xu Shilin picked up a glass of wine and saluted Liu Sanbian.
At the same time, he said to the waiter: "Why are you still standing here? Why don't you hurry up and serve the food?"
"Yes, yes, I'll serve the food right away." The waiter quickly withdrew. The scholar just now had such a bad temper. If the scholar next to him hadn't said this, he would have been scolded.
Liu Sanbian looked at Xu Shilin dissatisfied, but he still picked up the wine and drank a glass. Although he was dissatisfied with Xu Shilin, he did not dare to say anything because Xu Shilin's elder sister and father was the chief arrester of the Yamen, Qi Guangyuan, and now in ancient times
The county government officials suffered heavy casualties. Since Guangyuan was in charge of the government affairs, if he went to provoke Xu Shilin now, he would simply be looking for trouble.
After Liu Sanbian's fuss, all the dishes were quickly served, and everyone started eating in a lively manner.
At this time, Liu Wanyuan also came back from outside, winked at Liu Sanbian, sat down on his seat, and started eating too.
Liu Sanbian saw Liu Wanyuan's eyes and calmed down. He took the wine glass and came to Zhou An's side. He pushed away a scholar next to Zhou An, sat there and said, "Brother Zhou, along the way, I have been
I haven’t had the chance to talk to you, but I’ve heard of your talent a long time ago, so I’d like to propose a toast to you today.”
Zhou An narrowed his eyes. He knew that Liu Sanbian didn't like him because of Li Yuxuan, but now he was toasting him. He was showing courtesy to him for nothing, but he was either a traitor or a thief. However, he didn't hit the smiling person with his hand. He still had to do a good job in superficiality.
, Zhou An said: "Brother Liu will still need more care in the future."
The two drank a drink at the same time.
Liu Sanbian picked up the wine pot and filled Zhou An's wine glass, then filled his own wine glass, and said to Zhou An: "Brother Zhou, I heard that you have composed two magnificent poems.
I know you are good at poetry, so I want to discuss poetry with you and learn more about poetry from you."
This sentence seemed a bit condescending. Now Liu San became more suspicious. He really had an ulterior motive in talking to him.
"Praise, my poems are not very good, so I don't know much about poetry. If you want to ask for advice, just ask other people. I can't tell you anything." Zhou An told the truth, his poems
They were all from his previous life. If we really want to count, his ability to write poems is not as good as that of some young children, so Zhou An refused.
"You are too modest. You can't compose poetry. Who can compose poetry? But if you don't tell me, I won't force you. I just hope you can compose a poem now for us to admire you." Liu Sanbian said.
This sentence revealed the true meaning of Liu Sanbian's words. Zhou An understood what Liu Sanbian meant. He just wanted to make a poem for himself. If he couldn't compose it, he would make a fool of himself. But Liu Sanbian didn't know what he was thinking.
There are poems from his past life in it, although there are not many, but all of them are excellent. As long as he recites one, it will definitely shock the world. But now that the exam is coming, Zhou An doesn't want to be in the limelight, so he doesn't want to compose a poem.
"Forget it, given the current situation, I can't write any good poems, and I'll blind you all in vain," Zhou An said.
"No, I've heard that Brother Zhou is the reincarnation of the Poet Saint. Today let's hear what peerless poems the Poet Saint will come up with." Bei Gan said after drinking a glass of wine.
"Brother Zhou, please compose a poem. You see, we students are eagerly waiting." Liu Wanyuan also said.
"You see, everyone has said that they want you to compose a poem. If you compose a good poem, let all the country bumpkins in Baiquan County see it. The talents of the talents in our ancient county are real. , unlike those students in Baiquan County who all have false reputations." Liu Sanbian said.
"You students from the ancient county town actually slandered us. You even said that this kid is the reincarnation of a poet saint. You even asked him to compose a poem to scold us for nothing. You are really arrogant." Two people stood on a table not far away. Scholars were eating, and one of them stood up and cursed angrily.
"How dare you, a student from a small place, to speak so brazenly? You don't know how high the world is. We famous students in Baiquan County don't know what to do. Just one of us can overwhelm you." There were three scholars at another table. While eating there, one of the scholars stood up and said loudly.
"Haven't you heard of Zhou An's poems?" Xu Shilin said.
"What poem, let us see it." The scholar at the second table said with a sneer.
"Magpie Bridge Fairy and Four Lines of Poetry." Xu Shilin said.
Naturally, they have all heard of these two poems. They are poems handed down from generation to generation by a talented man. Although they have never seen this talented man, they have always admired him since hearing these two poems and wanted to meet this talented man. Look who created this peerless poetry.
It's just that the student in front of them did it. They didn't believe that he was only 17 or 18 years old. How could he write such peerless poetry at such a young age.
At a table of three scholars, another scholar stood up and said, "Unless he can write poems of the same level, we won't believe him."
As soon as this sentence came out, it suddenly spoke to the depths of Liu Sanbian's heart. This was what he wanted. He didn't believe that Zhou An could write a poem that would be handed down from generation to generation in such a short period of time. He wanted to punish him severely. Hit Zhou An's self-esteem, and then...
In short, he wants to push Zhou An into an endless abyss, making him unable to stand up and never dare to have sex with Li Yuxuan again.
Then Liu Sanbian said: "Just do it, Brother Zhou, let them see your ability as a poet."
As soon as Liu Sanbian said these words, everyone looked at Zhou An.
Zhou An was helpless. It seemed that he had to write it. What kind of poem should he write? Zhou An recalled the few poems in his mind. After thinking about all the poems, Zhou An thought of a poem that was okay, but The poem was so majestic that after Zhou An recited it, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold it any longer.
Seeing Zhou An sitting there in silence for a long time, not reciting poems, the two scholars at the table burst out laughing. One of the scholars said: "You can't do it, I just saw you so arrogant. I thought you could show some ability, but now I see a group of little sheep roaring at the wolf. When the wolf opened its mouth, the sheep stopped barking. It was so disappointing to us. "
"Who do you think can't do it? Brother Zhou, do it and let them see it." Liu Sanbian said in an angry voice.
Zhou An saw Liu Sanbian acting like this and smiled coldly. Since you asked me to do it, I will do it. See how I slap you.
Then Zhou An said: "Then I have no choice but to show my shame. I made this poem called Drinking."
Ignore you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and reaches the sea never to return.
Don’t you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon.
It is my destiny that my talents will be useful, and I will come back to you after all my gold has been spent.
If you enjoy cooking sheep and slaughtering cows, you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.
I sing a song with you, please listen to me.
Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, but I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.
In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen used to have banquets, fights of wine and banter.
What does the master mean when you have less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you.
As soon as this poem came out, the second floor of the restaurant immediately became quiet. You could hear a needle drop, and everyone looked at Zhou An blankly.
This poem was so shocking that it not only knocked the scholars at the two tables into a daze, but also made the other diners sit there motionless, not to mention Zhou An and the nine people at the three tables.
Li Yuxuan looked at Zhou An with a speechless expression at this time. She was also there when Zhou An recited four lines of poetry, but she was not as shocked as Zhou An when he recited the poem. It seemed that the poem had reached her heart and soul.
inside.
Liu Sanbian was also stunned. This poem by Zhou An shocked him. It was a poem that was handed down from generation to generation. It was famous for being passed down to the world. It was even better than the two poems written by Zhou An before.