Monument Yangmen

Chapter 76 Throwing up...

"Heh... Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Yang Yansi smiled, very heartily, and laughed while pouring wine.

"Mid-Autumn Festival? You dare to ask this question... Listen carefully."

"When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky for wine... I don't know the palace in the sky, what year is it..."

Yang Yansi stepped on the railing and sang loudly.

"I want to take the wind to go back, but I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu will be too cold at the heights..."

Yang Yansi staggered and walked slowly on the third floor.

"Dancing clear shadow, like in the world……"

"Turn to the Vermilion Pavilion, a lowly Qi household, a sleepless night..."

"There shouldn't be hatred, what's the matter of longing for goodbye?"

"People have joys and sorrows, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete..."

"Hi... I hope you will live a long life, and we will be together for a long time..."

Shen Lun pointed at Mr. Shu Ming with trembling hands, and said in a trembling voice, "How dare you?"

Mr. Shuming grabbed his already bald chin, and said dully: "The old man just said it casually, and I never expected him to make such a magnificent statement."

The expression on Zhou Shi's face was very complicated, it seemed to be regretful, but also seemed to be happy.

"This kind of Mid-Autumn Festival...it's supposed to be done during the Mid-Autumn Festival, so it can go along with the artistic conception. It's a pity...it's a pity..."

An old master behind Zhou Shi said with tears in his eyes, "It's not a pity, it's not a pity at all. If I know that there is such a magnificent text, I'm afraid I won't wait until the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the scratching in my heart will torture me to death."

"Once this majestic essay comes out, there will be no Mid-Autumn Poetry Contest in the future..."

"I hope you will live a long life, and we will be together for a long time..." Shen Lun said in a deep voice, "As soon as this word comes out, my disciple will become a fairy."

Shen Lun said with shame: "From now on, even if I am a teacher, I have to call him Immortal Yang."

Mr. Shuming shook his head and said firmly, "Sixian!"

Zhou Shi echoed, "Sixian!"

Yang Yansi couldn't hear the comments of Shen Lun and others, and he was still writing Mid-Autumn Festival poems.

"Kuang refers to the Mid-Autumn Festival, a very good moon, not as round as people..."

"Living in Jinghua, it's early again, the Mid-Autumn Festival..."

"This life and this night are not good, where will the bright moon look next year..."

"How long has it been since we parted, how long have you spent the Mid-Autumn Festival in seven..."

……

Ten Mid-Autumn Festival poems in one breath, a jar of wine has been emptied.

With his chubby belly, Yang Yansi staggered upstairs, shaking his head.

Fifty poems, 21 masterpieces handed down from generation to generation.

Many people may not be able to write a masterpiece handed down in their lifetime. Yang Yansi wrote 21 masterpieces handed down in the middle of the night.

"belch……"

Yang Yansi let out a long hiccup, and staggered to the corner of the third floor.

All eyes followed Yang Yansi's figure.

The next moment, Yang Yansi shook his body and went to untie his belt, wanting to relieve himself.But because he was too drunk, he couldn't solve it.

Shen Lun seemed to see that Yang Yansi wanted to urinate, and instructed the maid beside him.

"Go and help the leader!"

The maid was stunned, and hurried forward to help Yang Yansi.

An old gentleman in Wan Pavilion frowned slightly, "Isn't it inappropriate to do this in public?"

Shen Lun put on a straight face, putting on his inferior airs.

"Nothing? Nothing wrong."

Mr. Shuming gave the old man a sideways look, and said calmly: "With such a fairy demeanor, no one will feel wrong about what you do."

Zhou Shi nodded, "From now on, people in Bianjing City, and even the entire Song Dynasty, will pamper and pamper him. There is nothing wrong with that."

"Even if he asked the old man to undress him by name, the old man would be happy with it."

"What's more, he's still a child..."

The maid came forward and took a careful look at Yang Yansi, her little face turned red all of a sudden.

As several old gentlemen said, she had no complaints or regrets when she undressed Yang Yansi, and it had nothing to do with her status.

Yang Yansi was obviously not used to others undressing him, so he pushed the maid away.

"I don't need to help with this... I will do it myself..."

The onlookers on Yujie all stared at Yang Yansi, not understanding what Yang Yansi was going to do.

Yang Ye looked curious, and asked She Saihua beside him, "What is Qilang going to do?"

As Yang Yansi's mother, she has been used to peeing for Yang Yansi since she was a child, so she can naturally guess what Yang Yansi will do next from his actions.

"Your son is going to do a major event that will cause a sensation in the entire city of Bianjing."

Yang Ye was stunned, and asked, "What's the big deal?"

Yang Yanhui who was beside Yang Ye suddenly spoke.

"I think... I already know..."

Yang Ye turned his head and was completely stunned.

Yang Yansi fell to the corner of the building and vomited.

Yang Ye was dumbfounded, "This traitor..."

Cao Lin's eyes widened with disbelief.

Princess Qingyu was stunned...

The expression on Huyan Chijin's cheeks became stiff...

Since Yang Yansi turned his back to Chu Xing, Chu Xing couldn't see anything, so he scratched his head anxiously.

Under everyone's attention!

In full view!

Everyone thought he was going to pee, but he vomited...

The new poet Yang Yansi vomited!
"Master Yang is mighty!"

"Master Yang is mighty!"

"Master Yang is mighty!"

Under the leadership of a Hualou girl, all the Hualou girls shouted together, and then everyone present shouted.

As Zhou Shi said, the people in Bianjing City have already learned to get used to him and pamper him.

Even if he did anything, in the hearts of the people in Bianjing, he could be forgiven.

In the palace, Zhao Guangyi was dumbfounded listening to the spies' report.

Yang Yansi vomited in front of everyone, and thousands of people shouted mighty, what a pride this is.He has never been so domineering as an emperor.

"The one who vomits is so powerful, I'm afraid this is the only one in the ages?"

Zhao Guangyi hurriedly recruited the historian who wrote the notes on daily life, "Write it down quickly, and I want people who will be thousands of years later to know that this eternal vomiting No. 1."

Surprisingly, the historian who had been confronting Zhao Guangyi all day long did not refute, but carefully wrote down the matter.

On the third floor of Changle Square, Yang Yansi finished draining the water.

"Teacher... do you want to continue writing poems?"

Yang Yansi's eyes were blurred, he mistook Mr. Shu Ming for Shen Lun, and asked a question.

Under the intimidation of Shen Lun's sharp eyes, Mr. Shu Ming wanted to refuse.But on the other side, tens of thousands of people glared at him and agreed, if he dared to say no, these people would rush up and tear him apart.

gudu~
Mr. Shuming swallowed secretly, and said, "Go ahead..."

Didn't give any topic, just said "you continue".

Yang Yansi nodded and continued to chant poems.

"The great river goes east, the waves wash away, and the romantic people of the ages..."

"..."

"Picturesque, a moment how many hero……"

"..."

"Feather fan and scarf, while talking and laughing, the mast and scull are wiped out..."

"..."

"Life is like a dream, and one of them is still in Jiangyue..."

"..."

Shen Lun and the others pursed their lips and stared, "It's another magnificent essay!"

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero……"

"..."

"Success or failure turns empty..."

"..."

"Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns……"

"..."

"How many things in ancient and modern times are all jokes..."

"..."

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