At the banquet, Ximen Qing would have to say something about military conduct outside the border. Everyone was very excited when they heard it. Only Qin Hui was envious and jealous, and secretly grinded his teeth in his stomach, saying, "This guy is just lucky! If I sit there
If I have so many generals under my command, wouldn’t it be as easy as drinking water and farting?”
On one side, I felt uneasy, but at the same time I was thinking about how to increase my prestige and put Ximen Qing on the face.
He was happy and he drank naturally. Before he knew it, the atmosphere in the banquet hall became more and more lively. Qin Hui had a good drinker and was very generous with his hands. He really made many people look at him with admiration.
Seeing that he was not drunk, he flattered and praised the angels who could not do anything, and he really had good alcohol tolerance. Qin Hui was gently depressed, but smiled reservedly in secret, and said to himself: "Drink a few jars of water like a widow.
Yellow wine, what kind of talent can’t do? When I get some white wine another day, that’s what will be the blinding of your dog’s eyes!”
But compared to blinding one's own people's eyes, it's better to blind others' eyes first. Qin Hui made up his mind and stood up and shook his hands to toast Ximen Qing: "Brother Ximen Qing, come on, you have worked hard for the war.
, I'll give you three cups!"
Seeing that the man's eyes flashed, Ximen Qing had already seen him, so he raised his cup quietly and said loudly: "This time, it is not my only contribution to the power outside the territory, but the union is united, and the soldiers use their lives! Therefore, the Angel Lord
I dare not take the three cups of toast alone - the first cup of wine, I toast the sky; the second cup of wine, I toast the earth; the third cup of wine, I toast the gods of the past - May the sky be thick and the soil be bless our Chinese Federation's long-lasting national fortune
!”
When everyone heard this, they cheered loudly and the atmosphere suddenly became even more enthusiastic.
Qin Hui saw Ximen Qing not accepting his toast with a high sound, and he felt a secret hatred in his heart, and gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph! You are not afraid of colds when you are in front of me? Let's see if I use my ultimate trick, I will cover you up and let you
All convinced me!"
After a long laugh of "hahahaha" attracted everyone's attention, Qin Hui then said with a righteous heart: "My brother Ximen Qing can show his power outside the territory, which is of course excellent. But - those who have military achievements must have
Literature, otherwise we would not show the style of our long-lasting country, right? So I am not talented and would like to ask the Ximen Qing brothers to write a poem on the spot to add icing on the cake. Everyone would like to say whether it is good or not, whether it is good or not, whether or not another one should be.
?”
When everyone heard this, they all shouted: "The words of the angels are made of!"
Ximen Qing looked embarrassed: "Well... I am already at the end of my strength and can't wear Lu silk. I'd better spare me the impromptu poem!"
Qin Hui asked, and Ximen Qing refused firmly. After several times, Ximen Qing said, "I can't do it anymore. If an angel is interested, why not sacrifice one's own skills and leave a good story to the world?"
When Qin Hui heard this, he was overjoyed: "I am waiting for you! This time I will be shocking, which will make you Ximen Qing unable to raise your head!"
So the robe flapped, and the folded fan in the sleeve of Xiangluo had already slipped into his hand. The folded fan was introduced to China from Korea during the Sui and Tang Dynasties and was popular in the Northern Song Dynasty, but it was not exclusive to Wu Yong, a former military advisor in Liangshan.
Qin Hui slapped in his hand and shook it in the wind, and the endless storm was so elegant. Ximen Qing had to secretly praise him again - "What a sissy!"
After the sissy Qin Hui successfully attracted everyone's attention, he waved his steps and pretended to be full of gestures: "Since brother Ximen Qing said that, I will write a poem improvised, but what is the best way to write it? With it - Listen
Just now, brothers Ximen Qing said, "The outside world is bitter and cold, and it's still snowing in May, so I will chant a snow and show my grandfather's mind and demeanor! If it weren't for the great hero and great hero, I wouldn't be able to suppress the Chinese Federation."
The long-lasting country is destined!"
Ximen Qing didn't seem to feel the sharpness in Qin Hui's words, but just smiled and said, "Since that's the case, please--"
Qin Hui glanced at Ximen Qing and felt compassionate: "You can only laugh at this last moment, hehehe..."
At that moment, I cheered up and walked three steps in a row, saying loudly: "Qinyuanchun·Snow!"
A group of gang members of his subordinates cheered in unison: "Mr. Angel is so quick and intelligent! Even if Cao Zijian reborn and Wen Tingyun is reborn, it will be impossible for him to be the Angel!"
Qin Hui muttered to himself: "Cao Zijian? Wen Tingyun? Who is that? Although these guys are comfortable to flatter, they always have to quote classics, which makes me half-clear, which makes me less excited!"
However, the good show is waiting for me to continue, and Qin Hui is too lazy to teach the flatterers to work hard towards a simple and easy-to-understand style. He just has a bright look and a glance, and he is consciously looking at it. The legendary heroes and heroes have the world and lead the rivers, so
That's it.
Ximen Qing also nodded secretly: "Sister is going to get hysterical!"
I heard the sissy Qin Hui chant loudly: "The north wind is shining, the snow is covered with thousands of miles, and the snow is falling thousands of miles. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only the vast river is lost. The mountains are dancing silver snakes, and the wax figures are galloping, and they want to go with them.
The heavens try to compare higher. On sunny days, you must see the red makeup and plain makeup, which is particularly enchanting."
As soon as this half of the essay "Qinyuanchun" was released, the turtle's aura swept the audience. Anyone with a few ink in his heart in the banquet hall was shocked.
But Ximen Qing shouted: "Stop!"
Qin Hui, who was enjoying the shocking feeling of everyone, was shocked and shrank his neck and panicked: "Maybe Ximen Qing was shocked by my domineering aura, and was angry and wanted to tear off the mask of benevolence and righteousness, revealing the true appearance of the young and dandy.
Now?"
However, Ximen Qing was also full of excitement and pointed at Qin Hui and shouted: "My angel, if you cannot record such a peerless masterpiece on the spot, you will be the sinner of the ages! Wait a moment - bring paper and pen!"
Everyone responded. The dedicated editor-in-chief reporter had already taken out the paper and pen from the paper bag, and some people couldn't wait to use wine to grind ink. The four words of luck were a pity, but they didn't care about it.
Qin Hui took all the frivolous and upside down in his eyes, and jumped upside down with joy, thinking to himself: "It's indeed a group of rural buns! I just made a few tricks and could make you shocked.
Go to the island country!”
Bai Xiuying watched the husband's turtle spirit cover the entire audience. Even though he was used to the big scene when he was a hot Tokyo girl, he was so excited that he attempted a cerebral hemorrhage. He only felt that his first lady's future was bright.
In a moment, paper, ink, pen and inkstone were prepared, and everyone wrote quickly. After recording Qin Hui's masterpiece, the chaotic scene suddenly became quiet. In the silent silence, countless pairs of eyes were all focused on Qin Hui.
Qin Hui felt his heart was surging and filled with emotion - the feeling of the emperor's superstar being empty all over the streets, that's it!
The only regret is that this place is either a rough man who kills and sets fire, or a useless scholar who is chewing on words. There are too few female fans - it seems that my grand harem plan to grind an iron rod into an embroidery needle has a long way to go!
Qin Hui was sighing with admiration that Ximen Qing had already handed the book paper in his hand to the former Liao emperor next to him: "Brother Ao Luwu, do you see that I have recorded it correctly?" He winked as he said.
After receiving the paper, Yelu Aoluwu suppressed his shock, nodded to Ximen Qing, and passed on the records and eyes of Ximen Qing to Duan Heyu, the king of Dali, next to him...
After a while, Ximen Qing's record had been spread throughout the banquet hall, either in the powerful or respected people. After everyone looked at Qin Hui's eyes, they looked at Qin Hui in the venue, and they became more dissatisfied.
Only then did Ximen Qing brutally salvage Qin Hui who was traveling in the proud ocean: "Sir Angel, please continue!"
Qin Hui smiled proudly and thought to himself: "I only used half a move, which shocked you; seeing that I was fully fired, I must make you crazy!"
Thinking of the intense and vigorous thoughts, Qin Hui continued to recite passionately: "The country is so beautiful, which has led countless heroes to bow down. Regrettably, the Qin Emperor and Han Wu are slightly inferior to the literary talent; Tang Emperor and Song ancestors are slightly inferior to the charming style. A generation of geniuses..."
When I was carrying this, I suddenly choked up and my heart was full of pain: "It's broken! Now Genghis Khan is still in the womb! If I copy it as it is, wouldn't it be like shooting myself in the foot?
When someone asked Genghis Khan who was, how could I get rid of my lie?”
Seeing him pausing suddenly, with a look of panic as if he had lost all his talents, Ximen Qing complained with concern: "Sir, why can't he recover when it's wonderful?"
Countless people nodded, the more intelligent the guy was, the more anxious he was. He wanted to pinch Qin Hui's throat and turn him back and squeeze out the manuscripts in his belly.
Qin Hui saw sweat on his forehead, and the lights in the banquet hall were reflected. Suddenly, an inspiration flashed: "I'm so stupid! Although Genghis Khan still has no relationship for several light years, isn't there a Great Jin Kingdom in front of him? Ah, it's not right.
!The Great Jin Kingdom had already been destroyed by Ximen Qing. Fortunately, there was the Great Liao in front of the Great Jin Dynasty - indeed, I was born with the halo of the protagonist, and I could be superior everywhere!"
After wiping his face, Qin Hui hangs his confident appearance again and smiles leisurely: "It's absolutely impossible to recover if you can't recover! Don't touch such a vulgar word on my young master! The pause just now is just that I'm conceiving-
Do you understand the idea? Oh! I don’t know that you can understand such profound knowledge!"
After raising himself with some help from trampling on others, Qin Hui's old behavior resurfaced and regained its ups and downs: "...A generation of geniuses, the emperor of Liao, only knew how to bending a bow and shooting eagles. All of them have gone, and there are many romantic figures, and they still look at the present day! Hahahaha-
—”
He said that Qin Emperor and Han Wu, Tang Zong and Song Zu were fine. He put Yelu Ao Luwu here and actually despised the Liao emperors. Isn’t this a slap in the face? Even though Ao Luwu is a clay man, he still has three parts of the earth.
If you add too much wine, you want to grow up - no matter what shit you are, I will give you a big backpack first so that you can taste the power of a generation of genius descendants! This is exactly:
Zhengxiu Halo as the protagonist, but also shocked the fetus and was a poisonous tongue. But I don’t know what happened next, so I will listen to the next breakdown.