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"Huh!" Yan Tsang's face couldn't help but show a stunned look, apparently did not expect that Wang Le would ask this, and could not help but nodded subconsciously: "Yes, the rules of Wenkui Building are like this."

He froze for a while, and the shopkeeper Yan revealed his unbelieving look to Wang Le, asking, "Mr. Wang, are you really sure you can make a good poem again?"

He Wangle smiled calmly and nodded in response: "In order to have a good drink, go all out and write a few good poems."

"How many?" This time, not only was the shopkeeper stunned, but even the two bosses next to him were stupid.

Not to mention the guests in Wenkui Tower, seeing Wang Le being so outspoken, the look in the other's eyes was full of doubt and ridicule.

"A good poem is not something that can be written out of improvisation, but it can be formed with a lot of hard work. This kid is so vocal that he has to make several songs on the spot. What a joke!"

"I see that the poem on the subject of wine he had just pressed is the bottom of the box. It's so easy to come up with a few more. It's crazy!"

"Hum, write a good poem and lift your tail. The young man really doesn't know the heights and heights. The old man is here to see what he plays out!"

Uh ...............

客人 When the guests laughed and questioned, Lord Luo felt his white beard and looked at Wang Le deeply and asked, "How many confidences can Xiaoyou drink more thunderstorms?"

Before Wang Le began to respond, I saw Lord Luo asking and answering himself and continued, "Everyone here can read and write, and there is no shortage of talents, but he can come up with several poems that are qualified to drink Thunder Rain. No one can do it. "

At this time, I saw the old man next to Tang and said, "No one can do this even in the entire Aolai country."

"You know, the literati of my generation can write a classic poem that can be passed on to future generations. It is enough to live up to this life."

Although Master Tang didn't make his point clear, as long as he is not a fool, he can hear the doubts about Wang Le.

Facing the doubts of everyone, there was another look of ridicule and disdain for looking at the joke. Wang Le did not justify it, but looked at Lord Luo with a calm face, and then calmly laughed and said, "Please also ask Brother Luo to write for the kid Write poetry. "

Lord Miluo didn't persuade him any more, but smiled helplessly, then went to the table again, spread out the white paper, and picked up the pen.

In the eyes of everyone, Wang Le, who did not change his face, recite the chant: "Jinzun Sake Bucket is ten thousand, Yupan is precious and shameless .... When the long wind breaks the waves, there will be clouds hanging in the sea."

王 When Wang Le read the first sentence of Li Bai's "Difficult to Travel", Master Luo who was standing in front of the desk case was shocked, and even forgot what he was about to do.

When the whole person reacted, Lord Luo was so excited that he wrote these verses from Wang Le's mouth on paper.

At the same time, Lord Tang next to him heard Wang Lenian's long wind and waves break, and when he hung up Yunfan to save the sea, his eyes lighted up and he was excited and shouted, "The weather is so magnificent, the atmosphere is magnificent, good! Good! poetry!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Wang Le's eyes completely changed, and the previous disdain for ridicule and questioning disappeared immediately.

Instead, they were amazed and full of aftertaste.

Of course, the eyes of everyone looking at Wang Le at this time were undoubtedly filled with the expression of being surprised!

As long as there is no deafness in the ears, there is a person who is a little literary, and when he hears Wang Lei ’s "The Difficulties in Traveling", he knows that it is a good poem that can not be met.

In the eyes of everyone, this song "Difficult to Travel" is better than the previous "On the Moon".

More accurately, "Difficult to Travel" is the classic that can be passed on to future generations!

"Yan Treasurer, can this" Difficult Road "be replaced by a thunderstorm?"

Wang Wangle smiled and asked the shopkeeper Yan, and at the same time he muttered quietly in his heart: "This is the classic masterpiece left by Shixian, I can't believe it if I don't believe it."

At this time, without waiting for the shopkeeper to speak, there was a guest in the box shouting, "If this" Difficult Road "cannot be replaced by a thunderstorm, there will be no more poems."

After I finished speaking, I heard the echoes and agreed that this "Difficult Road" could be replaced by a thunderstorm.

The shopkeeper Yan Yan looked at Wang Le with a bitter smile and said, "You have also seen, Yan doesn't want to commit anger, so Mr. Wang can get another thunderstorm."

Wang Le smiled, followed by looking at Lord Luo who was standing in front of the desk case, nodding his head and signaled: "Please master to continue writing."

Then seeing that Wang Le didn't have any chants, he slowly began to recite the chant: "Grape wine and a luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, you will be reminded immediately. Drunk lying on the sandy field will not laugh, and several people returned from ancient battles."

Waiting for Wang Le to finish reading the representative word "Liangzhou Ci" of the Tang Dynasty frontier poet Wang Han, all the guests in the building looked at Wang Le's eyes as if they had seen a ghost!

When has it become so bad that it can become a classic poem?

I was so stupid that a young boy was like no money, and thought it out casually.

Seeing the silence of the crowd, Wang Wang couldn't help laughing, "It seems that another thunderstorm can be replaced."

After a pause, Wang Le continued: "It should be almost three more altars."

When Wang Le was about to chant new poems again, he suddenly heard a lazy female voice stopping him: "Slow!"

Following Wang Yue's voice, he looked up at the top box.

At the same time ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ The faces of the two bosses, Yan Treasurer and Luo Tang, have changed, and their respective eyes are in awe of awe.

Then, the lazy voice in the top-level box sounded again, and said lightly, "Don't take wine as the theme anymore, change the subject!"

"Well, it's late autumn, so let's take autumn as the topic!"

Seeing the other person's unquestionable tone, Wang Wang narrowed his eyes and looked at the shopkeeper.

At this time, the shopkeeper Yan said without hesitation and said to Wang Le: "Then let's take autumn as the topic!"

Wang Le touched his chin, and groaned and asked, "Can the rules of Wenkui Tower be changed at will?"

I saw the treasurer Yan smiled, and said meaningfully: "Mr. Wang just do it."

I did n’t wait for Wang Le to speak again, and saw Lord Luo inserting his mouth and said, "Little friend, just follow the meaning of the one above!"

When Wang Wang saw that both Luo Tang were winking at himself, he immediately understood that the identity of the female guest in the top box was not simple.

Xun Bing adhered to the principle of not causing trouble, and Wang Le did not raise any objections, anyway, there was no shortage of poems with Qiu as his theme.

"The stone path on the Hanshan Mountain is inclined, and there is someone at Baiyunsheng.

Stop and sit in love maple forest late, frost leaves red in February flowers. "

When Wang Le read Du Mu, who often used poems as a fund, a "Mountain Walk", there was no breathing in the air.

Because all the guests were shocked, they had forgotten to breathe.

(End of this chapter)