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Chapter 144 One Poem One World (four more)
Chapter 140 One Poem One World
The water of the Yellow River came to the sky and rushed to the sea to never return.

It's so heroic and majestic, it's like a river rolling in the sky, it's so amazing.

In ancient times, the saints and sages were lonely, and only the drinkers kept their names.

I really lost my wine poems.

In the future, those who write persuasive poems will scold Xu Bokang.

Don't you see Gaotangmingjing's sad white hair, the morning is like a blue silk and snow is at dusk.

Cai Yong, Huang Chengyan and others took it for granted.

Especially Zheng Xuan, who was half buried in the soil, chanted softly.

In a blink of an eye, people are old, and this life flies so fast.

There have been too many ups and downs in this life, and there have been many ups and downs, but looking back on the past, it seems like a snap of the fingers.

"Good poems, Bokang is still brilliant in literature, which makes people sigh." Cao Cao's literary talent in the Three Kingdoms is one of the most outstanding people, but after listening to Xu Ding's poems, he secretly made a decision. In the future, I will not write poems about wine and Guan.

He really couldn't think of anyone among himself who could write better poems than Jiang Jinjiu.

"Meng De is exaggerating, why don't you play a song too." Xu Ding asked modestly.

Cao Cao shook his head violently, Xu Ding wanted to play him to death, but he didn't have the talent for impromptu poetry.

Although the other people also booed, they knew that once the wine was about to come out, no one would dare to mention drinking poems, let alone write them.

But Zheng Xuan was an exception, the old man ignored these things, but said with a smile: "Bokang, since you still have a taste for poetry, why don't you compose a poem persuading people to drink, so that we can broaden our horizons."

"..." Xu Ding.

Zheng Gong is too much.

I've never seen you so unreasonable.

"That's right, if Bokang came up with another song, we still haven't listened to it enough?" Cao Cao booed and made up the knife.

Others also booed one after another.

Even Lao Zhangren, who has always been a book collector and has read all the books in the world, has shown a stronger interest.

He also wanted to know how high Xu Ding's talent had reached, and whether he had topped it.

After all, every time Xu Ding made a move, it was amazing.

So he was also very curious, whether Xu Ding could surpass himself and make something better than drinking.

Or if it is similar to it, it is enough to make the world proud and become a veritable number one talent.

Xu Ding looked at the crowd with smirks, cleared his throat and said, "Okay, since everyone is so interested, and I don't want to spoil everyone's interest, then I will play a song, but I can't do it well. Please don't boo and drink."

"Hurry up, long-winded." Zheng Xuan muttered.

Well, there was only one person present who dared to talk to Xu Ding like this. Even though Cai Yong was an old man, he didn't dare to criticize Xu Ding casually.

"When you gain, you sing loudly, when you lose, you rest, and when you are full of sorrow and hatred.

If you have wine today, you are drunk today, and you will worry about it tomorrow. "Xu Ding finished reading four sentences, and then added:

"This poem is all for entertainment, so it is called "Self-Condemnation""

"Good! What a self-condemnation." Zheng Xuan clapped his palms and boasted.

Even Cai Yong clapped his hands in agreement.

Although Jiang Jinjiu is well written, the style of poetry is too majestic and majestic, far beyond their control.

It is also extremely inconsistent with their personalities, so if the wine is well written, it still cannot really enter their hearts and cannot arouse the resonance of the soul.

Only this self-condemnation directly pierced through the sea of ​​souls, causing people to sublimate their spirits.

There is wine today, drunk today, and tomorrow will be sad.

I don't know how many people's heart knots were opened at once, and people were completely let go.

"Such a good poem is really... Thank you so much, my lord!"

"Thank you, Monarch!"

"Thank you Bokang!"

Then everyone toasted, said nothing, and couldn't finish it first.

There is wine today, drunk today, and tomorrow will be sad.

Drinking one to death counts as one, and it's up to him.

Seeing his two veterans, Xu Ding silently said nothing, first filled himself with wine, drank it in one gulp, then filled it up, drank it, filled it up, kept drinking it.

Three cups like this, and then let out a loud laugh, like a boy returning to the age of curly hair, becoming frivolous and passionate.

"Bokang's poem is not bad, the old man is willing to go all out this time." Zheng Xuan was also about to make a move, wanting to drink three glasses in a row like everyone else.

But after drinking the first cup, Xu Ding held the flagon he was pouring from, and persuaded with a smile: "Duke Zheng, you don't want it when you are old... Your body is more important."

Zheng Gongwei said angrily: "Bokang, this is your fault. You wrote the drinking poems, and it's your credit for making the atmosphere so strong. Why don't they allow me to indulge their youth once? I'm still young, too, and I don't know how to understand."

"Understood! But Zheng Gong, you really can't drink it anymore." You must know that the wine for the wedding banquet is not the original low-alcohol rice wine that is muddy and thick, but genuine pure white wine, which is more than one level stronger than the original wine.

If Zheng Xuan really drank three cups, he would probably put it down immediately.

Xu Dingyijing saw that many people were dizzy, and their minds were not clear.

"You!" Zheng Xuan let go of the jug, looked into Xu Ding's eyes and said, "If I really want to drink it!"

"You can't drink it!" Xu Ding said forcefully.

"You... well, you don't have to drink. You are writing a poem for me. This time, it's not about drinking, but quitting alcohol. If you can persuade me with poetry, I won't drink." Zheng Xuan suddenly went very lonely. Sit back.

Xu Ding knew that he had been fooled.

Zheng Xuan is a very restrained person.

How could it be possible to fool around with everyone and really fight for wine, it turned out that this was waiting for him here.

Xu Ding wanted to cry.

Zheng Gong, you always want to drain my stock.

The actions here naturally attracted everyone's attention.

There are many poems persuading drinking, but poems about abstaining from drinking are rarely played.

I don't know what kind of anti-drinking poem Xu Ding can write.

Drinking, quit drinking, just the opposite, look forward to it.

Xu Ding thought for a while and said:
"Stay in the second city and stay at leisure.

Sit still in the high shade, stop in Xunmen.

Good taste stops the garden sunflower, and Dahuan stops the juvenile.

His life is more than drinking, but he is not happy.

The evening is restless, and the morning can't get up.

Ying Wei just ignored it.

Only one knows to stop unhappiness, but one knows to stop self-interest.

Begin to feel good and stop doing good, but now it really stops.

From then on, we will stop Fusangchang.

Qing Yan stops the appearance, and Xi stops thousands of sacrifices. "

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, twenty in a row, it's absolutely perfect.

Xu Ding didn't mention the title of the poem, everyone guessed it, so they called him to stop the bar.

This article on quitting alcohol is really written, it really makes people live again.

Xu Bokang, stop writing poems and prose in the future, and give the world a way to survive.

Why is he so good at writing everything.

Everyone really felt a sense of fear, and they didn't dare to boo anymore.

And all of them suddenly felt that the wine in the glass was a bit dull.

Just now I was still full of enthusiasm, I would never get drunk after a thousand cups, and I would not be able to sit down at the hotel table without drinking, but now I am not in the mood to drink.

As if possessed by a demon, he suddenly had the thought of restraint to stop drinking.

"This...forget it, I still don't drink anymore, the life of a dog is important, and I want to teach a few more ineffective students." Zheng Xuan didn't plan to really drink it at first, but after hearing Xu Ding's twenty words to stop drinking, even more He simply had to disarm and surrender.

"My lord, it's not good for you. Zheng Gong persuaded us, but we didn't seem to be interested. Looking at the table full of wine and meat, we suddenly wanted to be vegetarian." Guo Jia was the least afraid of big things, and he dared to speak and tease.

Xu Ding glanced over, and sure enough, one by one put the wine glasses in front of them, and no one raised their glasses.

"Why not! I'm helping everyone to have a little passion." Xu Ding also wanted to cry. Although Mr. Jing Jie's Fu was gentle, but the lethality was long, he didn't expect that everyone couldn't reach it.

　It's definitely going to be passionate, old irons, do you want to be passionate!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)