lying down

Ouyang Yu grinned, took a deep breath, and struggled to get up from the ground, only to feel that several eyes were staring at him, three pairs of eyes full of anger, one pair of puzzled eyes, more like watching a play Eye.

Rubbing his aching belly from a smile, he saw that the boy in white shirt's face was already red enough to bleed, obviously he was very angry.Cupped his hands and bowed: "Young master, I just thought of something funny, please don't take it for granted!" After finishing speaking, he picked up the jug on the table and poured wine for Ge Ye, but he remembered that nondescript poem again, and endured the pain. While laughing, his hands were unsteady, but the wine dripped all over the table, and the three people by the window were even angrier!

The young man in white shirt swept Ouyang Yu up and down, curled his lips: "Hey hemp cold clothes, you know something elegant? It's ridiculous! You dare to make fun of me, it's a pity!" upside down.

"One, two, three, four... that's a lot!" Ouyang Yu looked at the face of the young man in white shirt, and replied, shaking his head while taking a slow drink.

"What a lot! You really made it clear!" The white-clothed young man was extremely sensitive, he turned around abruptly after hearing Ouyang Yu's words, and asked sharply with a step forward.

"Hey~" Ouyang Yu took a sip from his drinking glass, picked up the empty glass and looked at it, thinking that you are really a mad dog, I don't want to provoke you, you still continue to scold me, wrote a few bad poems, and quietly read them to the beauty That's all, if you have to go to this crowded restaurant to show off, don't you feel uncomfortable?Without turning his head, he said with a smile: "A certain person's nostrils are pouting in the sky, his nose hairs are very thick and dark, and he doesn't know how to trim them, his appearance is out of shape, and he even jokes about the rough and cold clothes, it's ridiculous and lamentable!"

Although the people around were puzzled why Ouyang Yu was laughing, they only saw the arrogance of the white-clothed young man, and they couldn't help but have prejudice against the white-clothed young man, so they all laughed out loud.

A trembling finger slowly moved in front of Ouyang Yu, the young man in white shirt's face turned purple, and he couldn't say a word, only the sound of "crackling, crunching" teeth grinding could be heard.

"Don't be so arrogant!" The boy brought by the yellow shirt slapped the table, stood up abruptly, and raised his eyebrows: "Don't even look at yourself, how poor are you, have you ever read a book? Are you good at writing? How dare you laugh at my family... my son's friend? If you have the ability, you can write a few poems to listen to! I'm afraid you can't beat a fart with a stick!"

"This little guy is eager to protect the master, and he even protects the white-clothed gentleman who is courting him. What a little tiger." Ouyang Yu looked at the handsome little girl and laughed dumbfounded.

"Brother Ouyang, let's eat wine. There are so many things going on. It's not bad for you!" Although Ge Ye didn't understand why Ouyang Yu was laughing, he didn't want him to continue chattering with those people. Ouyang Yu's body was pushed onto the seat.

Everyone saw that the good show was coming to an end, and they were going to order two more dishes and warm up a pot of wine. The guests who could watch a good show shook their heads and sighed.The onlooker mentality of the people of this country has not changed since ancient times!

Seeing that Ouyang Yu didn't answer the boy's words, the white-clothed boy thought he was scared, so he sat down opposite the yellow-shirted boy and changed his face.And that handsome young man stood aside respectfully pouring wine and serving dishes.

Seeing that everyone was fine, Ge Ye first poured a glass for Ouyang Yu, leaned down and asked softly, "Brother Ouyang, why were you laughing just now?"

Ouyang Yu also leaned down until their heads were about to touch each other, and then he said: "Brother, I had a hard time laughing just now, listen to that poem, 'Day to die, Night to die, Year to die', you can hear it all the time." After dying so many times, how can you love someone else?"

Ge Ye frowned and said to himself: "Isn't it 'thinking day and night thinking year after year'? Why did it become the word 'death', oh, I understand, I understand! Hahahaha!" His smile doesn't matter , the hurt Ouyang Yu couldn't help it again, and burst out laughing.

Just as everyone let go of their hunger, the smile seduced them again. They all stopped and looked over.

"Bullshit! People! Too much!" These four words almost popped out from the mouth of the young man in white shirt. He slapped the table, turned and pointed at Ouyang Yu and said sharply, "Today you laughed at me." The poem is not good, so it doesn't matter, you come and make a poem for everyone to listen to, if everyone says you are good, then it's fine. If not, don't think about it!", when he saw Ouyang Yu not answering the boy's words just now, I thought to myself that this person must have no ink in his chest, and his clothes are so shabby, where can he learn poetry?Therefore, by letting out crazy words, he wants to give Ouyang Yu a blow.

"A good person is bullied by others! I'm just smiling, but you have repeatedly looked down on people. If you don't come up with some tricks today, I'm afraid you will be bitten by a mad dog like you!" Ouyang Yu stared at The contents of the cup remain unchanged.

Ge Ye saw that the young man in white was not speaking well, and thought that the previous few times it was for the sake of the fact that the man in yellow and the servant were both women. in the eyes.He was originally the host of the treats, how could he let Ouyang Yu, who entered Jinyang City for the first time and had the merit of helping the bandits, be so angry?

"Guannoise! ​​Tell me how to 'don't think about it'. If you can't say it, I have some tricks to make you not be kind!" Ge Ye didn't get up, just stared at him, Powerful.

"Brother, drink some alcohol. How dare you bother you to deal with such a big deal. I'll do it myself." Ouyang Yu stood up with a smile, walked up to the young man in white shirt with a glass of wine, and drank it all in one gulp. , Smash it, Smash your mouth, as if the contents of the glass are what he should care about.

The servant brought by Mr. Yellow Shirt glanced at everyone, only to see that Ouyang Yu was holding a cup and drinking but did not write a poem. He was even more convinced that Ouyang Yu was illiterate and could not write poems. It's just to support the facade, but he can't be told to drag the time and let it go.So he said: "Why, can't you do it? If you don't have the skills, don't be so coquettish, you don't have to be disgusting!"

Just this one sentence aroused Ouyang Yu's temper, regardless of whether the boys and girls at the table were frightened or not, he picked up the jug on their table with one hand and opened his mouth to drink, only to hear the sound of "gudong gudong" coming from Ouyang Yu's throat It was heard that he drank the whole pot of wine in one breath!

"Okay!~" Everyone on the second floor shouted, this poem has not yet been published, but the momentum has come out!

Ouyang Yu threw the jug away, and said with a smile: "Laughing at me for being illiterate? Scolding me for not being able to read poetry? Listen!

'The autumn wind is clear,

Qiu Yueming,

Fallen leaves gather and scatter,

The jackdaw rests in shock.

When will we meet each other on a blind date,

Embarrassed at this time and night;

Enter the door of my lovesickness,

Know that I am suffering from lovesickness,

Long-term lovesickness, long-term remembrance,

Short lovesickness is endless,

I knew it was so depressing,

Why didn't we know each other at the beginning! "

"Good!~", "Good literary talent!", "Good poetry!" Before the people at the two tables said anything, the crowd beside them applauded loudly!The excitement was palpable.What's more, he was so excited after hearing this, he imitated Ouyang Yu and poured the whole pot into his throat, but his face was full of wine.Erase it hastily, I'm afraid I'll miss a good poem and a good show!

The little girl in the yellow shirt's beautiful eyes glowed brilliantly, the boy in the white shirt was dumbfounded, and General Ge Ye blinked his tiger eyes anxiously, but they all had one thought: "Is this a poem that a kid in rough linen and cold clothes can write?"

Note 1: The poem is from Li Bai's "Autumn Wind Ci".