big dry son-in-law

Chapter 134
Li Yushu shook his head, feeling extremely shaken.

Looking at Qin Mo who was eating meat and composing poetry at the same time, her mind started to waver inexplicably.

The embarrassment on his face disappeared unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Under the veil, Li Yulan's pretty face turned red with excitement, "Well done!"

Li Xin's face was as dark as water, while Gongsun Chong's face was full of disbelief.

Du Youwei was pouring wine and didn't even know it was overflowing.

And Qin Mo is still continuing!

"The horse made Lu Feifei, the bow is like a thunderbolt."

Qin Mo picked up a glass of wine and his voice resounded throughout the dragon tent, "Finish the king's world affairs and win fame both before and after his death. This pity happened in vain!"

This last sentence is simply a stroke of genius!

Everyone saw an old general on the battlefield, recalling in his dream the battle scenes of his youth.

He solved the king's troubles and won a posthumous reputation, but in the end he died of old age!

Li Shilong closed his eyes and tasted it carefully, feeling that he had endless aftertaste!

"How about this battle song that breaks the formation and confronts you?"

Qin Mo looked at Gongsun Wuji with a naive smile.

Gongsun Wuji gritted his teeth and said: "My battle song is a poem, and what you wrote is a lyric. I admit that it is good, but the lip of the donkey is not the mouth of the horse!"

Da Gan emphasizes poetry, not words!
"Old man Gongsun, don't be too bullying. You said Qin Mo did a good job, so why doesn't it count?" Cheng Sanaxe quit, "Your Majesty, you have to make the decision, they are too bullying!"

Liang Zheng also snorted: "Since the competition is about poetry, it is naturally poetry. Using words to answer questions that are not asked of course does not count!"

"Yes, unless Qin Mo writes a poem!"

The crowd joined in.

Sister Li Yushu's heart lifted again.

Li Shilong waved his hand and looked at Qin Mo, "Did you write the poem just now?"

"That's right. My dad keeps telling me how brave he was when he was young. I'm almost bored to death. He keeps saying that he still wants to continue fighting for my father-in-law. I said he's already old, so why do he still do it? It’s going to be a back-and-forth fight, why not give others a chance!”

Qin Mo's words fell into Li Shilong's ears, but they made him extremely emotional.

Look, how upright the Qin family's family tradition is.

This is leading by example. No wonder Qin Mo is so filial and loyal.

How could he not love the Qin family, and how could he not trust the Qin family?

"My father-in-law, you really don't care about people. My father is already old, and you still sent him on a mission for so long!" Qin Mo complained.

Everyone broke out in a cold sweat, but Li Shilong said: "You are right, your father has worked hard for me all his life. When he was young, his life was almost gone, and when he is old, he cannot enjoy the blessings. After this time, I will Let him enjoy peace and happiness at home, and when the time comes, Yisun Nonger will enjoy his old age in peace!"

"Father-in-law, this is what you said, I remember it!"

"a man of his words!"

Li Shilong smiled and said, "However, Wuji is right. Today is a poetry competition, not a lyrics competition. You need to write a poem that is not inferior to Wuji's "Battle Formation Song"!"

"If you can't do it, just admit defeat!"

Gongsun Chong sneered.

"Didn't Shi Na just come here by patting her head?"

Qin Mo smiled and said, "Gongsun Cuckold, you and your father listen well!"

Gongsun Chong's face turned green, "Qin Mo, my name is Gongsun Chong. I don't call you Gongsun Cuckold. Don't go too far!"

"Hey, it all means the same thing anyway, okay, cuckold, don't disturb me from writing poetry!"

Qin Mo waved his hand in disgust, and Gongsun Chong almost fainted. Qin Mo repeatedly called him Gongsun Cuckold in public. This kind of humiliation made him want to kill Qin Mo.He looked at Li Yushu not far away, anger rising in his heart.

Qin Hanzi, I want to keep you a cuckold for the rest of your life, just wait for me!

"The luminous cup of grape peach wine. If you want to drink, play the pipa immediately. Don't laugh when you are lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times."

Qin Mo read out in a voice full of emotion, "Uncle Gongsun, this Liangzhou poem should be enough to match your battle formation song, right?"

Gongsun Wuji clenched his fists and his breathing became rapid.

This Liangzhou poem is definitely an eternal quatrain!
Not only Gongsun Wuji, but also Liang Zheng's eyes changed, "This, this is impossible!"

Du Jingming, Dou Xuanling and others were all great talents who had read poetry and books. At this time, they were also frightened by Qin Mo's Liangzhou Ci.

Li Yue looked at Qin Mo and felt a panic in his heart. Is this really the Qin Mo he knew?

Li Shilong took a deep breath, "A good poem, every word and every word is a perfect match, and it will definitely be spread throughout the world!"

Gao Shilian was also shocked. As Li Shilong's personal eunuch, Li Shilong was the kind of sage king who could bring peace to the world when he mounted his horse, rule the world when he dismounted, and developed martial virtues.

He often writes poems, and naturally he can also appreciate poems.

Qin Mo's poem is no worse than the one just now.

Li Xin murmured and kept chanting, his face extremely ugly, "This is impossible!"

Li Yushu was shocked. Qin Mo actually opened his mouth to come up with such an eternal quatrain.

She was sure that she had never read this poem.

On the other hand, all the great scholars and wise ministers in the dragon tent also had expressions of astonishment on their faces at this time.

Cheng Sanxu laughed loudly, "Haha, old man Gongsun, can you tell me if this poem by my nephew Qin Xian is good?"

Gongsun Wuji was so embarrassed that his battle song was not even worthy of Liangzhou's words and shoes.

"Row!"

Gongsun Wuji said bravely.

"Hahaha, Your Majesty, old man Gongsun admits that he is not as good as Qin Mo. We win this battle!"

Cheng Sanxu couldn't be happier. Why does he like Qin Mo more and more now?

"Who said you won? Qin Mo just said that he would challenge all of us!"

"That's right, Qin Mo said this himself!"

Li Cungong couldn't listen anymore, "I said you guys are too useless. You can't afford to lose, right?"

Cheng Dabao and others also shouted, "How shameless, bullying a junior!"

The dragon tent was noisy again.

Li Shilong's head was pounding. Before he could open his mouth to mediate, Qin Mo said: "Stop arguing. I just can't afford to lose. It's nothing. Come on together. Don't waste my time. I have a very regular sleeping time every day." , don’t waste my precious sleep time!”

"Did you hear that? Qin Hanzi said this himself!"

At this time, Liang Zheng said: "Lest others say that we use the big to bully the small, let's do it this way. Win two out of three games. The previous broken song does not count. Liangzhou Ci will count you as a win. As long as you win one more game, then What if you win?"

"Old man Liang, you are quite generous. Okay, then I will do as you say!"

Qin Mo drank a glass of wine and said, "Come on!"

Liang Zheng said: "I have a song beyond the Great Wall here. Listen carefully. Drink your horse to cross the river. The water is cold."

Everyone was mesmerized when they heard it, "That's great, that's wonderful. Although it can't reach the level of an eternal quatrain, it won't be a problem for it to be passed down for hundreds of years!"

"That's right, this five-character quatrain is so well done!"

After a while, Liang Zheng finished composing the poem and looked at Qin Mo, "It's your turn!"

(End of this chapter)