? Guan Langjun invited him warmly. If Yuwen Wen went to the banquet, he would inevitably recite poems. According to daily life, Yuwen Wen would not be involved in such literati gatherings. His ancient essays are not very good, and it is difficult to create original poems.

As a modern person who has received high school Chinese education, he can "pirate copies". After all, there is no Tang and Song lyrics in this era. He can steal all those Tang poems and Song lyrics for himself, but he thinks this is too boring, so he is unwilling to do it.

Moreover, when literati gather to recite poems, they should "reveal their feelings" based on the actual scene. Those famous poems may not be just right or completely appropriate. If you seek fame and reputation, you can use these famous poems to gain reputation, if you come to an inappropriate scenery and read limericks under the attention of everyone, it would be too embarrassing to say how shameful it would be.

But today is different. Yuwen Wen's heart has been broken by his wife since she was fucked by others, and his whole body has almost turned black. He doesn't care about his reputation and just wants to get angry. Anyone who hits him will be slapped in the face!

‘My wife was killed by **!’ When he thought of this, he felt very upset. If it weren’t for the fact that he still had reason, he would really rush to Jiankang Street to draw his sword and slash.

Zheng Tong was very worried about Yuwen Wen's current situation and tried his best to wink the other party to refuse. Now they are in Jiankang, the capital of Chen State, it is better to have less trouble than to have more trouble. If Yuwen Wen gets drunk and says everything he shouldn't say, it would be really fatal.

"How about it, Yu Langjun moved next door?"

"Since that's the case, Yu is disrespectful, but I still have a friend..."

"Who is this?" Guan Langjun asked.

"I am Zheng Tong."

"Mr. Zheng, then let's go there together?"

"Then I'll bother you."

Zheng Tong replied helplessly. Yuwen Wen seemed to be inappropriate. He had no choice but to follow him, at least try not to let this person say anything after drinking. As for whether he can spend his time safely, he can only rely on God to protect him.

When I turned into the next room, I saw that the interior decoration was unique and stylish. A woman sat quietly on the seat on the upper side and enjoyed the scenery outside the window. Two young servants stood beside her, with wine tables on both sides of the lower side. It seemed that the wine and food on the upper side had just begun to taste.

When the woman saw someone coming in, she turned around and looked at her and smiled faintly: "So there is a distinguished guest."

As the saying goes, "There is a beautiful woman in the north, she is unique and independent, and she will be able to see the city and the country." This woman looked back and looked back, and she was really charming, but Yuwen Wen's eyes were lost and she always thought in her heart:

‘My wife was killed!’

Just as Mr. Guan was about to speak, Mr. Kong spoke first: "This is Mr. Yu Langjun, Mr. Zheng."

"Yu Langjun, Mr. Zheng, I am polite."

He is as beautiful as a flower, with colorful eyes, elegant and luxurious actions, dignified and beautiful appearance, and his hair is as dark as lacquer, which is radiant and radiant.

Zheng Tong knew something was wrong when he saw this. This woman was so beautiful. Judging from her clothes, she thought she had an extraordinary background. Since she was sitting on the head seat, she thought that she was the leader of the three of them. If such a woman was a concubine, that person's status would not be low.

Among the three, who would that person be?

This is not difficult to see, because Zheng Tong had a strong ability to observe words and expressions. He just observed quietly for a moment and realized that Kong and Shen seemed to regard Guan Langjun as the most respected person. Judging from Guan Langjun's words and behavior, he was also quite outstanding.

Which senior official in Chen State?

Zheng Tong thought so, and became more and more alert. Once Yuwen Wen got drunk, he would probably expose his identity in just a few words, so he should be more careful and adaptable. If the situation is wrong, he would drag the person away even if he is rude.

Guan Langjun ordered someone to bring in the food table and set it up again. The guest and the host and the host sat down separately. Yuwen Wen glanced at Guan Langjun on the head and did not take the woman sitting next to him seriously at all.

Beautiful... How old are you? My wife and my wife are killed by **!!

When he thought that Wuming was in a hurry, he added fuel to the fire after drinking a few glasses of wine. With the help of wine, Yuwen Wen was unrestrained and picked up chopsticks and knocked on the bowl and hummed in a low voice, just like a beggar begging for food on the street.

Guan Langjun and Kong and Chen had already seen his literary talent, so they didn't care. The woman couldn't help but show some disdain when she saw this, but she covered it up very well and soon there was no trace.

"My husband, I just heard someone next door chanting a poem. I don't know what his literary talent is?"

"Ah, that poem is in the form of seven words and written by Mr. Yu, it is really wonderful." Mr. Guan still showed a look of praise when he said this.

The woman was about to continue asking, but she heard Yuwen Wen suddenly say loudly: "Come on, drink, drink, and relieve your worries after getting drunk!"

"Yu Langjun, Kong has drunk."

Seeing Mr. Kong go forward to drink, Yuwen Wen held the wine glass and raised it halfway and said, "I want to write a poem. Some things are stuck in my heart and don't say they are unhappy. I wonder if you are willing to listen?"

"Please tell me, Mr. Yu."

"Mr. Kong is in the wine... I'll get in the wine..." Yuwen Wen murmured to himself, then laughed: "Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns!"

"Don't you see, the mirror in the high hall is sad and the white hair is as white as black hair, and the evening turns into snow!"

"You must be happy when you are in a happy life, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty."

"I was born with my talents and I will be useful, and I will come back after all my money is gone."

"It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time."

"Mr. Kong, Mr. Guan, don't stop drinking."

"Sing a song with you, please listen to me."

"Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, I hope I will never wake up again after being drunk."

"Since ancient times, all sages were lonely, and only those who drank were left with their names."

"The king had a banquet for Pingle in the past, and he ate a lot of fun and cheerful wine."

"What does the master say is that he has little money? He has to buy a drink with you."

"A horse with a thousand gold fur, I'll send you a good wine to exchange for it, and I will be sold to you forever sorrow!"

After reading it, he drank the wine in the glass and laughed loudly again, while the rest of the room were shocked because this poem...the momentum was so shocking!

Guan Langjun twisted his beard at first and listened with great interest. When he heard that he almost pulled down his beard after hearing it. The poem Yu Langjun read in a strange style is simply a masterpiece!

"The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flows to the sea and never returns!" "The mirror in the high hall is sad and griefed with white hair, and the morning is like blue hair and the evening turns into snow."...

Every sentence of this is...it can be passed down through the ages!

"Quick...get paper and pen, get paper and pen!"

He was so excited that he was trembling when he spoke. He must write down such a good sentence so that he could watch it every day. If not, what if he forgot in a day? What if he misremembered a word?!

Mr. Kong stood still and fell to the ground with the wine glass in his hand. He didn't expect that he could hear such a good sentence just once when he entered the wine, and his mind was filled with the heart-wrenching sound.

The lingering sound lingers on the beam for three days, and the ancients really did not deceive me!

Mr. Chen, who was sitting beside him, barely came back to his senses, panicked, and accidentally knocked down the wine case. He didn't care about the wine and food falling all over the ground, and stumbled out of the door: "Get paper and pen, and paper and pen!!"

The woman sitting next to Guan Langjun covered her cherry mouth with her delicate hands and looked at "Yu Langjun" in front of her in shock. She actually had paper and pen around her. She used it as a book record when several people were drinking and reciting poems, but now everyone has forgotten about this.

That poem with a somewhat weird style is simply...

She could not describe her mood at this time in words. She felt Zheng Tong. He looked at Yuwen Wen beside him in amazement. The song just now was an exception, but he never expected that another song that was equally powerful now appeared!

This can no longer be described as "accident". Many literati have been unable to leave behind famous works in their entire lives, but in just a short period of time, Yuwen Wen actually made two masterpieces in succession!
Chapter completed!