However, Ai Langnian suddenly stopped here, with no expression on his face. Everyone thought he stopped on purpose, but felt that his appetite had been completely lifted up. They all looked at him with a longing look, hoping that he would chant the content behind soon. Xiao couldn't help but say, "General, there is still something behind, so don't sing our appetite."

Ailang complained in his stomach. He didn't deliberately sway everyone's appetite. He just could not remember the second half of the song Yan Gexing, which he had been memorizing very well. He tried hard to remember it, but the more anxious he was, the less he could not remember it, as if something had blocked his head.

He glanced at everyone, smiled and said, "I suddenly felt that such a poem was not in line with the festive atmosphere in front of me, so I'd better stop here. I'll read it to everyone next time I have the chance."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but feel disappointed, thinking that he was trying to be a slap, and some people criticized Lu Bu in their stomachs.

Ailang walked towards Xiao Zhen Mi, and Xiao's beautiful eyes flashed with bright colors. Zhen Mi couldn't help but look at Ailang. Xiao couldn't help but say angrily: "I didn't expect that the general could actually make such a poem! After listening to the general's masterpiece, other people's poems are probably hard to hear! General, you are so hateful! If you can't hear the general's poems in the future, how can you live your life!" These resentment and tenderness were like acting coquettish to your lover.

It was too much to bear the sensation, so he laughed dryly. Xiao realized that he couldn't help but lose his composure just now, so he quickly restrained his expression, but secretly glanced at Ailang.

Ailang pretended not to see it, walked to the talented men in white, and sneered, "Boy, this is poetry! Even you even dared to show off your rags, which made people laugh out loud!"

When the talents heard Ailang's ridicule, they were both ashamed and angry. However, they thought that even if they were beaten to death with their own level, they could not make a poem that could match the other party's poems. They only felt extremely discouraged and depressed and could not refute.

Seeing that everyone looked like a rooster who was defeated, Ailang felt very happy and continued to ridicule: "I advise you to come to my hands and join the army. Don't embarrass people if you write poetry or something." Then he frowned and looked at everyone, shook his head and said: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, with such a body, I'm afraid that you will crush you to death, so let it go. It's okay if you kill yourself in the army. If others are dragged to death by you, wouldn't it be unfair!"

Zhen Mi felt Ailang's words interesting and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Her smile didn't make a big deal, but she made the talents feel ashamed and ran away with their heads in their arms.

Ailang still shouted, "Hey, hey, why have you run away? I haven't finished saying it yet!" When everyone heard this, they ran faster. The talented man in white was stumbled on a small stone under his feet in a hurry, and immediately fell to eat shit, and was in a mess. When the people around him saw it, they were stunned at first, and then burst into laughter. The talented man in white was so ashamed that he was dying and rolled out and crawled out.

Ailang felt very relieved and cursed to himself: "Damn it, how dare you come and provoke me! You know it's amazing! Useless things! Bah!"

Xiao and Zhen Mi looked at Ai Lang foolishly, but they didn't expect that this heroic and extremely talented man would hold such a grudge?!

At this time, a servant came to the back garden and sang: "Girls, the time has come, please come to the table!"

Upon hearing this, the guests walked towards the hall in groups of three or three.

Yan came over and met Ailang, and said with admiration: "Husband, I suddenly realized that I didn't know you in the past!" Ailang exclaimed, only to find out that I was confused. Yan continued: "Today I saw my husband's literary talent, so I really knew my husband! My husband is talented in literature and martial arts, and I am unparalleled in the world!" Ailang laughed and said without any modesty: "What's this! I just write a poem, a little meaning! This cannot be eaten as a meal, so I didn't let you know in the past!"

Yan said with a hopeful look: "Husband, you must write a poem for me in the future!"

When Ailang was excited, he saw that Yan's face was as beautiful as a flower, so he couldn't help but think of a poem and smiled, "What's the hard thing? Listen well." As he said that, he raised his right hand and gently stroked Yan's cheek, and recited, "There is a beauty in the world, living in the empty valley." Yan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he was so excited that he couldn't help but grab Ailang's arm. Looking at her excited look, if this was not in public, I was afraid that he would throw himself into his arms. Ailang laughed proudly. Yan and Zhen Mi, who were following the two of them, couldn't help but recite the two poems that Ailang had just read. The tenderness in his heart turned and couldn't calm down for a long time. He couldn't help but look at Yan, who was extremely happy, and his eyes couldn't help but look at Yan.

The guests gathered in the hall, and then Liu appeared. Ailang saw that Liu was a middle-aged woman in her fifties and looked average, and she suddenly lost interest.

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The banquet ended and the guests went home one after another. Ailang wanted to stroll around the street alone and let Yan go back first.

Ailang walked alone on the streets of Luoyang. Although it was already late at night, the streets of Luoyang were not completely silent. Some shops were still open, and the smoke of late-night snacks roared, and the fragrance of various snacks made the index fingers of passers-by in the middle of the night; some pedestrians were walking leisurely on the streets, while some were sitting at snack stalls and feasting, and the sound of loud jokes echoed in the night sky from time to time.

Ailang suddenly felt that he had returned to modern society. In modern society, midnight snack stalls seemed to be like this. The two thousand years of time and space seemed to have not changed anything. Ailang smiled bitterly and murmured: "I'm afraid I can't go back in this life! Damn!"

Suddenly, a rapid footstep sounded behind him, and a moving call came: "General!"

Ai Lang's heart blew, and he quickly turned around. He saw the tall Zhen Mi running towards him quickly, and his eyes lit up.

Zhen Mi trotted to Ailang, trying to say something, but suddenly became shy, lowered Zhen's head, and handed something in her hand to Ailang.

Ailang smiled and said, "What?" As he said that, he reached out to take the thing. When he saw that it was a sachet made of women, very delicate. It was a sachet made of high-quality white satin, with peach blossoms embroidered on it, which was extremely beautiful and lifelike. At the same time, a faint fragrance in the sachet penetrated into Ailang's nose. Ailang couldn't help but take a deep breath and praised, "It smells so good!"
Chapter completed!