Three Kingdoms: Never keep a low profile, Cao Anmin, a maniac seeking death

Dongjun guards Qiao Mao?

Cao Anmin took a chopstick and stuffed beef into his mouth.

"You can't be a pretender, right? A dignified Taishou mixed with these poor sours? "

Yang Xiu was furious: "Who is the poor sour? We are a famous person in Dongjun, and we should hold a poetry meeting here at the appointment of the Lord! You, what do you fanatics know!? "

Qiao Mao also hurriedly explained: "What Yang Dezu said is good, these are all famous people in Dongjun, and they are all talented literati. "

Cao Anmin looked disdainful: "Just them? Also a celebrity in Dongjun, still making poems? "

"Gongzi Cao, it's true, your second uncle Cao Mengde was also here to help the fun. But he went to Yanzhou for something. Does Cao Gongzi also make poems? "

Second uncle went to Yanzhou?

As for whether Cao Cao was in Dongjun or Yanzhou, Cao Anmin didn't care too much.

Cao Anmin pointed with chopsticks and looked around: "When it comes to making poetry, hehe." "

"It's rubbish!"

......

Wow!

"Ding, the host humiliates Chen Lin successfully, and rewards him for being proficient in chess."

"Ding, the host humiliates Yang Xiu's success, and rewards him for mastering calligraphy and painting."

"Ding, the host humiliated Ding Yi successfully, and rewarded five hundred quintals of grain and grass."

"Ding, the host succeeded in humiliating Sima Lang, and the reward was fifty taels of gold."

......

The so-called literature has no first, and there is no second martial arts.

If Cao Anmin talked about martial arts, Yang Xiu and the others couldn't say it.

But you, a martial artist, actually said that these famous people in Dongjun are rubbish when they write poems, who can bear this?

Since ancient times, literati have been high-minded and proud.

Especially the literati of the Han Dynasty were even more elaborate and arrogant.

Dongjun Taishou Qiao Mao shook his head again and again, Cao Cao's eldest nephew was simply crazy.

Cai Wenji frowned, the madman didn't respect the etiquette law at all.

Led soldiers to break into her Cai family and rob the people's daughters, openly insulting a group of Dongjun celebrities.

"Fanatics! Looks like you're going to be able to make poetry? In this way, I, Yang Xiu, want to have a try with you! "

Yang Xiu got up from the case, and it was terrible to be put on the neck with a sword, but he was humiliated and said to be rubbish by a madman and a reckless man.

Yang Xiu couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.

"No problem! What kind of poetry would you like to hear? "

Cao Anmin continued leisurely: "Although the topic is out, I can make it for you in the time to blanch the beef!" "

What a fanatic, scalding a slice of beef only requires seven numbers.

Even if Cai Wenji is world-famous, she doesn't dare to say such big things.

Cao Anmin's words made Cai Wenji look down on him more and more.

"What arrogance!"

Yidrunken Lou, these people are all famous people in Dongjun.

In particular, Yang Xiu is even more self-sustaining, and his talent can be called a must in Dongjun.

Cao Anmin waved his hand and motioned for Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen to retreat to the side.

It's all celebrities, right?

I, Cao Anmin, will humiliate you with poems.

Yang Xiu said coldly: "Maniac, I, Yang Xiu, don't take advantage of you, and this topic will be decided by Lord Taishou." "

"Whatever, I can do it anyway."

Nima, how cheeky does it have to be to say such a thing?

There are all famous people in Dongjun, especially Chen Lin, who is even more talented, not to mention that Cai Wenji, the first talented woman of the Three Kingdoms, is present.

Cao Anmin is not ashamed to say anything?

At first glance, it is a lack of social beating.

Dongjun Taishou Qiao Mao also shook his head again and again, if it weren't for Cao Cao's face, Cao Anmin's subordinates would have held a sword on his neck.

Qiao Mao had already ordered someone to take down Cao Anmin, and just by fighting with Yang Xiu, he frustrated Cao Anmin's spirit.

Let him know what it means to have mountains outside the mountains and people outside the people.

Qiao Mao groaned slightly: "Prince Anmin, Dezu, since this is the case, then I will come up with a topic." "

"Taishou-sama, please."

"Come out, I'm waiting for you."

"Too guarded and slow!"

Qiao Mao was about to come up with a question, but Yang Xiu waved his hand to stop him.

"Dezu, why is that?"

"Lord Taishou, according to the rules of the poetry club, we will still inscribe the poems we have made on the white wall of this drunken building."

After Yang Xiu finished speaking, he glanced at Cao Anmin proudly.

Poems inscribed on the white wall, literati and celebrities in the late Han Dynasty liked to play like this.

Yang Xiu's calligraphy studied under Hu Zhao, and his cursive calligraphy won the charm of Hu Zhao.

Calligraphy and poetry are the two skills that Yang Xiu is most proud of.

Cao Anmin humiliated him Yang Xiu several times, and Yang was a villain who would be revenged.

He wants to use calligraphy and poetry to trample on the ground and humiliate such fanatics as Cao Anmin, reckless people!