Everyone was looking forward to it. Li Qingchen nodded and immediately said: "Yes! A green dragon rises from the foot of Beimang Mountain!"

Everyone was stunned on the spot, and then they remembered that this was a sentence from the "Tai Xuan Jing" handed down by the Qing Emperor, and they nodded one after another.

Li Qingchen smiled and said nothing until Xiao Lin came forward and praised: "This is a win... The green dragon rises at the foot of Beimang Mountain. It is not only an allusion from scriptures, but also quoted from an old poem by the ancient poet Wang Du. The poem ends with:

, and toast this wine to the east wind."

There was actually such a thing, and all the patrolmen clapped their hands together, recognizing Li Qingchen's winning order.

Since Li Qingchen had won, he was about to point someone to bet, but after looking around, he saw Zhang Xing who was staying away from the incident, and he became a little excited: "Zhang Sanlang, you have been hiding all night, do you know anything about literature?

If so, how about I give you a chance and as long as you say it right, you win?"

Zhang Xing raised his head to look at Li Qingchen. He knew that the other person's family background should be quite good. Like Qian Tang, he was a front-line figure in Bai Yousi's team. He only regarded himself and Qin Er as opponents, but he understood clearly how he was willing to do something like this.

Do bad things make the other party angry?

He simply responded: "I will punish myself with three cups of wine! Twelve men can do it themselves!"

After saying that, he went to pour his own wine, and set out three large-sized wine bowls.

Everyone was quite bored, and Li Qingchen was also a little depressed, but he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, Bai Yousi, who was sitting sideways on the railing of the stairs in the distance with a small jar of wine, suddenly said jokingly: "Zhang Xing, Zhang Sanlang, I have always admired you, because you are loyal on the one hand, and heroic on the other."

, Three Wenhua is natural...Now I am unwilling to show Wenhua in front of my brothers, and I have lost the sense of heroism and loyalty. Is it possible that I look down on all of you?"

All the colleagues in the hall came to look at him. Li Qingchen's eyes almost burst into flames. Even Xiao Lin knew it was hard to speak. Only Qin Bao was nervous for a moment and was about to speak in a coy way.

Zhang Xing didn't know that the old lady on the stairs was petty after drinking too much. He was speechless. However, he waved his hand to reassure Qin Bao while pouring the cold drinks: "It's not that I look down on my colleagues, but that I am studying hard."

It is not in the scriptures and history, and it does not conform to the rules."

Bai Yousi pouted on the spot, and Li Qingchen and others wanted to scold him.

But at this moment, Zhang Xing changed the topic, picked up a bowl of ice-cold wine, and turned to face everyone: "Okay, now that I have lost, I will recite an inappropriate long or short sentence to apologize.

"

Everyone was stunned, then woke up, and then became excited... Unlike Bai Yousi, how could they believe that this young colleague really had any talent? They just wanted to see Zhang Xing make a fool of himself.

That is to say, Qin Bao is more honest and a little uneasy.

As for Zhang Xing, he was also slightly drunk, and he instinctively remembered that iron rule... As the saying goes, if you don't copy poems after traveling through time, wouldn't your traveling through time be in vain?

Be sure to copy it.

Of course, this is also the cultural basis for copying poetry in this world - as I said before, apart from classics and history, this world has no shortage of temporary literature. Dacheng is of course a novel like "The Biography of the Heroine Li Yue", but the text

The development of the game follows a regular pattern. Generally, short ballads lead to poetry, and when poetry comes out, long and short sentences are created, then short stories and dramas, and then full-length novels.

However, the poetry of this world is destined to diverge from the other world that Zhang Xing is familiar with due to completely different usage and material basis.

While thinking about it, Zhang Xing picked up a bowl of wine, and then drank it slowly while using his Qi to cool down.

He drank very slowly because he was a little dizzy. A suitable word had passed through his mind just for a moment, but he forgot about it when he picked up the bowl, so he could only waste time like this.

As for Bai Yousi, Li Qingchen and others, they seemed to be aware of Zhang Xing's procrastination, but out of different psychology, they each joked in silence and waited quietly.

However, fortunately, after Zhang Xing drank a bowl, he still remembered the rough words of the song because one of the lines was considered a famous line throughout the ages.

"On the way down from Beimang Mountain in ancient and modern times, all the heroes have become old." Zhang Xing finished a bowl of wine, turned it upside down on the table, and opened his mouth to recite.

Most people here don't know how to do it, but Li Qingchen noticed something instantly and sneered on the spot: "Zhang Sanlang, you are so average, right? It should be the road down Mang Mountain in Jingu Bei."

"Okay." Zhang Xing came to his senses and gave Li Qingchen a thumbs up. "Li Twelve Lang is a master of one word..."

After saying that, he actually lowered his head to drink the second bowl of wine.

Li Qingchen continued to sneer, while Bai Yousi also lay on the railing, raised her head and raised the wine jar. The wine in the jar seemed to come alive, turning into silk threads, and was poured into her throat accurately without haste.

After Zhang Xing drank his second bowl of wine, he turned the bowl upside down, lowered his voice with emphasis, paused in yin and yang, and chanted again:

"Nowadays, on the road down Mang Mountain in Gubei, Huang Chen is old and has become a hero.

Life is long and water is long.

Who can talk to each other in my deepest thoughts? When my eyes are far away, I will return home."

Those who understood a little were already stunned; those who didn't understand instinctively went to see Li Qingchen, but found Li Qingchen sitting on the couch with a blank face and empty eyes; he went to see Xiao Lin Duzhi, but Xiao Lin Duzhi was hesitant to speak.

, his eyes actually turned red on the spot.

When he went back to inspect his home, Bai Yousi raised his neck and raised the wine jar with one hand. The wine in the jar was like a thread, and it didn't stop for a moment.

At this time, Zhang Xing had already picked up the third bowl of wine that he had prepared to punish himself. This time, he did not hesitate, pouring it into his mouth like splashing water, then just wiped it, and then held the wine bowl with one hand,

Point one finger upward and chant again:

"Nowadays, on the road down Mang Mountain in Gubei, Huang Chen is old and has become a hero.

Life is long and water is long.

Who can talk to each other in my deepest thoughts? When my eyes are far away, I will return home.

What will be the use of the unparalleled fame? In the past, I wrongly blamed God.

A great song can last a thousand minutes.

If a man is good at what he does, don't talk about poor people."

After reciting a long and short sentence, Zhang Xing glanced at the silent Li Qingchen and the masked Xiao Lin, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he had not copied the letter, so he had to pretend a little more.

"What a 'life is long and the water is long-lasting'!"

But at this time, suddenly, a young male voice suddenly sounded in the lobby. His tone was calm, but he could not hide his admiration. His voice was loud, but he could not distinguish the source. "It's like a 'great song, a song, a thousand minutes of wine'"

, it’s better to be a ‘man who behaves well, don’t talk about poverty and wealth’!”

Everyone was surprised and looked for the source of the sound, but had no clue at all. Bai Yousi just kept drinking with his head raised.

The voice naturally continued:

"When it comes to writing about Chinese culture, the phrase 'life grows long and hates water' is the perfect expression of Chinese culture. It's no wonder that Xiao Lin also lost his composure. I think even older people would have some aftertaste, but I'm still young, so I just think about it."

"A song of great song" can't help but fall short! Sister Sisi, how did you find such a person?"

"Sima Zheng, please shut your mouth!"

When Bai Yousi heard this, he just rolled up his sleeves and threw the wine jar high into the sky. It flew through a gap in the building and smashed deep into the ground. However, there was no sound of it falling to the ground and shattering.

What's interesting is that Bai Yousi's voice also became ethereal and erratic like the other person. "Sima Zheng! You are poaching my people in front of your fellow Fulong Guards. Do you think you are not good enough? You are so cold and cold,

I am not worthy of being your subordinate!"

Speaking of the last sentence, it seems to expose the fact that someone's wine seems to be bad.

"It's my fault to interrupt without permission, but please forgive me, Sister Sisi. I never meant to poach someone, let alone make Sister Sisi angry." The young male voice continued, still polite and calm. "It's just that Sister Sisi put it in her pocket.

This Zhang Sanlang really surprised me...Thank you sister for the wine, I will shut up now."

As he spoke, the voice suddenly disappeared into thin air.

Bai Yousi sneered, raised his hand, picked up a jar of wine from nowhere, and continued drinking without hesitation.

However, Xiao Lin knew he had no choice but to bite the bullet and explain briefly: "It's Sima Erlang. Sima Erlang happened to be taking his subordinates to have a banquet at my sister's place tonight."

This Sima Erlang seemed to have a great reputation, and most of the people present were silent. The rest, like Zhang Xing, although anxious as if claws were scratching their hearts, were unable to ask questions for the moment.

Next, Xiao Lin tried his best to revive the atmosphere, and treated Zhang Xing with obviously better treatment, but Zhang Xing always remembered this matter.

And finally, as the three rounds of drinking were over, the dance music came up, and everyone was staggering around. Zhang Xing finally got free, and immediately got up and took the wine to ask Li Qingchen, who is this Sima Zheng?

"Sima Erlang?"

Li Qingchen was drunk when he heard this and shook his head repeatedly. "You might as well call him Sima Wudi, or Sima Erlong would be more appropriate..."

"Come up."

Just when Zhang Xing was about to ask again, a familiar voice suddenly came to his ears. He immediately woke up, nodded to Li Qingchen, left the song and dance hall with the wine, and walked up the stairs.

"You want to know the details of Sima Zheng?"

Bai Yousi, who was sitting on the railing with her legs bent, had a reddish complexion. The wine jar under her feet had already been turned over three times, but unexpectedly, she was much less drunk than before, and the strong smell of alcohol leaking from her fingers was very strong.

Reveals everything clearly.

People who are highly spiritual can drink as much as they want. Once they feel unwell, they can pour out the alcohol anytime and anywhere.

"Yes." Zhang Xing just glanced at him and then leaned on the railing opposite to ask seriously. "That guy Li Qingchen said he was Sima Wudi or Sima Erlong... I'd like to ask the inspector, what does this mean?"

"I don't have anything to say, I'm just talking about things." Bai Yousi glanced behind him through several walls, and told the man openly regardless of the fact that the man could still hear. "This guy is the number one expert under the age of thirty in Dongdu, and he is also about this age.

The number one master under the age of thirty in the world...isn't he Sima Wudi? As for Sima Erlong, according to the folk saying that Jackie Chan was certified, when this guy was still young, everyone felt that watching the world gradually...

An Tai, if there is really one person who can overcome the shackles of the Grand Master in front of everyone, go against common sense, and become a dragon, then it must be this person."

Zhang Xing was silent for a moment, and then asked seriously: "Dare I ask the patrol inspector, are you not his opponent?"

Bai Yousi, who smelled of alcohol, said nothing and just stared at his subordinate coldly.

Zhang Xing understood, nodded, and asked again: "May I ask the inspector, how old is Sima Erlong this year?"

He did not ask about Sima Zheng's origin, because there was no need to ask, because the emperor who was usurped by the late emperor was named Sima, and the ancestor of the Sima family was also the head of the Eight Pillar Kingdom at that time.
To be continued...