Lu Bu, the god of war in the rebirth of the Three Kingdoms

After Xun Shuang is Cai Yong, after Cai Yong is...

The so-called linking sentences are one after the other like now, and each person has a sentence, and starting from the third sentence of Xun Shuang, each sentence not only needs to carry on the previous, but also may link the next, or even run through the latest chapter of the full text.

Perhaps as Wang Yun said, Lu Bu's second sentence almost set the tone for the whole article, so the rest of the work basically revolves around this point. In fact, Lu Bu himself didn't know what the so-called artistic conception in his sentence was. , obviously he is not yet at the cultural level of most people present. The song just now seems to be more "blown" by Cai Yong, but this does not prevent him from understanding the meaning behind it.

If you continue to read the entire text, it is actually somewhat similar to Xun Shuang’s poem just now. On the surface, it describes some scenes at the banquet scene, guests, wine and delicacies, singing and dancing, and sensuality. There are almost no twists and turns in the description, but if you read it carefully, after going from the shallower to the deeper, you will be able to perceive a touch of truth and a gorgeousness in the tranquility-in the banquet, there are all kinds of beings, and there may be others. The world is hot and cold, and the description seems plain, but in fact there is still a certain emotional basis in it, and even a few courtiers couldn't help adding their own sighs and questions. Although it was very tactful, Lu Bu could still hear it. The sighs of the court, the hatred of powerful officials, and the hope for the future.

And whenever there is a good sentence, it will attract a lot of applause, and Cai Yong, Xun Shuang and even Wang Yun and other respected and talented people will comment on it in person, or compare each other. The scene was very enthusiastic and emotional. The expression is very real.

It's no wonder that such an occasion is a rare one. Under the turmoil of the crowd, plus the fact that they drank some wine before and got a little drunk, plus Wang Yun deliberately or unintentionally fueled the flames, they couldn't or dared not All the emotions that were expressed burst out at this time.

However, these people have their own achievements in the literary world and the imperial court, and they naturally have their own reason and can restrain themselves, so these sentences containing such and such emotions are just "fleeting", the former sentence is like this, and the latter sentence may be It changed into other meanings, and did not allow a certain emotion to continue. After all, each person has a personal opinion, and the way of expression is different, so it is impossible for different people to write the same poem; secondly, maybe It was also because Lu Bu and Cai Yong were also there, which made people somewhat scruples and not so presumptuous.

For some reason, Lu Bu suddenly felt that these literati and ministers here seemed a little pitiful, but they were also very respectable. However, Lu Bu knew that he might not be the same as them, and sometimes he had to harden his heart to make some choices. He just sighed secretly One sound, as if saying some kind of farewell.

"Fengxian..." It was Zhu Junzheng who was sitting next to him who interrupted Lu Bu's thoughts this time, rubbed his elbow lightly on him, and called him in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"Fengxian, you have heard about that sentence just now, the wonderful talk about sake, I don't know where it came from?"

Lu Bu glanced at him, but recognized some meaning in his words. After thinking for a while, he said in a low voice, "Yes, it comes from a poem. I feel like meeting friends on December [-], [-]..."

Zhu Jun lowered his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, then said awkwardly, "Why hasn't Jun heard of this... who did it?"

Lu Bu couldn't help rolling his eyes, thinking that it's normal if you haven't heard it, and this is not "poetry of this era" at all.

Just now Zhu Jun was also right. Although he barely passed the test in the end, Lu Bu could also tell that it was not very good, and it was because there was no comparison before the comparison, so no one said anything, but his identity must be considered. I was originally not good at this place, but I could understand it.

And at this moment, Lu Bu can somewhat understand Zhu Jun's thoughts when he asks himself that way. After all, he is also a military general, and he is still a senior, and he has always been known as both civil and military. Admitting defeat, in Lu Bu's view, seems a bit "old urchin".

Although the official meeting was only this time, Lu Bu's impression of Zhu Jun was not bad for a while. Although he felt that he was a little serious about these trivial matters now, he was not too real. Hong didn't reuse him anymore, maybe it's okay to be a general, but it's not so appropriate to be an official and a person.

"This is done by someone Lu himself, what's the problem?" Lu Bu looked at Zhu Jun with a suspicious and innocent look, making his old face blush, and quickly waved his hands and said with a dry smile: "It's nothing, nothing. I just want to communicate with Feng Xian about his poetry writing experience."

Lu Bu smiled, and didn't delve into it. Watching the continuation of the sentence, because of the participation of everyone, the atmosphere at the scene was obviously much warmer than it was at the beginning, even those who were right or haven't had their turn yet. Let’s discuss the whole poem first. After all, we are all literati, so we will inevitably have some mentality of comparing and showing off. It’s not unreasonable to blush with each other, but it’s inevitable to be fierce, which is somewhat in line with the current enthusiastic atmosphere.

Of course, drinking and having fun is also indispensable. The real openness of these literati really opened Lu Bu's eyes. Some even simply unbuttoned their skirts, took off their brocade robes, and applauded for the fun of drinking and witty talks from time to time.

Lu Bu also listened to a few sentences, but he didn't know if it was due to his own knowledge, and the sentences that came out were not particularly brilliant, and soon the left column was all passed, and it was the right column's turn, and the right column followed Wang Yun's rules. It is said that the land will come from behind, obviously at this time, it is the turn of the three brothers Liu Bei.

I have to mention that a very interesting phenomenon appeared at the banquet at this time, whether it was those who were before or after the three of them, they all paid attention to them, and Lu Bu, who had just finished drinking a glass of wine, also Staring at them, this made the three people who were already suffering from headaches a little more inexplicably nervous.

Fortunately, they didn't feel scared. They went through life and death on the battlefield without blinking an eye. Now it's natural that they don't. It's just that they don't know how to speak for a while.

The couplet sentence that was going smoothly and would continue soon even if there was a pause suddenly encountered such a cold spot, which made Liu Guanzhang even more attention. Wang Yun, Xun Shuang and the others exchanged glances. After making a gesture with his eyes, what he got was a reply from Wang Yun who shook his head slightly, and he nodded without expressing anything.

"Oh, big brother, why is everyone looking at us, but I really can't figure out what to do?" Zhang Fei's sudden loud voice was especially harsh in a quiet banquet occasion, and it also made everyone startled for a while and then burst into laughter When I got up, the reason why the voice was so prominent was because Zhang Fei had a loud voice, and when the surroundings suddenly became quiet, the contrast between the two seemed harsh.

Amidst the roar of laughter, Lu Bu suddenly stood up, glanced at Liu Bei from a distance, smiled meaningfully, and amplified his voice and said to the people sitting in a row: "It's okay if Xuande can't think of a good sentence. But everyone is so happy, it's not good to disappoint everyone, why not let Yide dance a sword for everyone, using martial arts instead of writing, it can be regarded as making up for it, I don't know what Xuande wants?" (m) Read without pop-up window]