Dongjun Governor Qiao Mao?

Cao Anmin took a piece of beef with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Are you an imposter? How can a prefect hang out with these poor people?" Yang Xiu was furious:"Who is poor? We are all famous scholars in Dongjun, and we are here to hold a poetry meeting at the invitation of the prefect! You, you crazy man, what do you know! ?"

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

Cao Anmin looked contemptuous:"Just them? They are famous scholars in Dongjun, and they write poems?"

"Master Cao, it is true. Your second uncle Cao Mengde was also going to join in the fun. But he went to Yanzhou for something. Could it be that Master Cao can also write poetry?"

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:"Speaking of writing poetry, haha"

"Everyone here is garbage!"......

Wow!

"Ding, the host successfully humiliated Chen Lin and was rewarded with chess proficiency"

"Ding, the host successfully humiliated Yang Xiu and was rewarded with calligraphy and painting proficiency"

"Ding, the host successfully humiliated Ding Yi and was rewarded with 500 dan of grain and grass"

"Ding, the host has successfully humiliated Sima Lang, and is rewarded with fifty taels of gold"......

As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.

If Cao Anmin talks about martial arts, Yang Xiu and others have nothing to say.

But you, a martial artist, actually said that the poems written by these Dongjun celebrities are rubbish. Who can bear this?

Since ancient times, literati have been noble and proud of their talents.

Especially the literati in the Han Dynasty, they are more particular about character and arrogance.

Qiao Mao, the governor of Dongjun, shook his head again and again. Cao Cao's nephew was simply crazy.

Cai Wenji frowned. The madman had no respect for etiquette.

He broke into her Cai family with soldiers to rob women and openly insulted a group of Dongjun celebrities.

"Crazy! I guess you can write poetry? In that case, I, Yang Xiu, would like to compete with you!"

Yang Xiu slammed the table and stood up. It was terrible to have a sword on his neck, but he, a famous scholar in Dongjun, was humiliated and called trash by a madman.

Yang Xiu could not swallow this anger no matter what.

"No problem! What kind of poems do you want to hear?"

Cao Anmin continued leisurely:"Just give me the topic, I can make it for you in the time it takes to blanch a piece of beef!"

What a lunatic, blanching a piece of beef only requires counting seven numbers.

Even if Cai Wenji was a genius, she would not dare to say such a big thing.

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

"How arrogant!"

These people in Yizuilou are all famous scholars in Dongjun.

Especially Yang Xiu, who is very proud of his talent, can be said to be the best in Dongjun.

Cao Anmin waved his hand and signaled the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun to step aside.

You are all famous scholars, right? Well ,

I, Cao Anmin, will humiliate you with poems.

Yang Xiu said coldly:"I, Yang Xiu, will not take advantage of you. The topic will be given by the governor."

"Whatever, I can do anything."

Damn, how thick-skinned does one have to be to say such a thing?

All those present are famous scholars in Dongjun, especially Chen Lin, who is extremely talented. What's more, Cai Wenji, the most talented woman in the Three Kingdoms, is also present.

Cao Anmin is so shameless, saying that anything is possible?

It is obvious that he lacks the beating of society.

Qiao Mao, the governor of Dongjun, also shook his head repeatedly. If it were not for Cao Cao's face, Cao Anmin's men would have put a sword on his neck.

Qiao Mao has already ordered his men to capture Cao Anmin, and it is just the right time to use the battle with Yang Xiu to dampen Cao Anmin's spirit.

Let him know what it means that there are mountains beyond mountains and people beyond people.

Qiao Mao groaned for a moment:"Master Anmin, Dezu, if that's the case, then let me ask a question."

"Sir, please"

"Come out, I'm waiting for you"

""Wait a minute, sir!"

Qiao Mao was about to ask a question, but Yang Xiu stopped him with a wave of his hand.

"De Zu, why is this?"

""Sir, according to the rules of the poetry meeting, we will write our poems on the white wall of this drunken building."

Yang Xiu said, and looked at Cao Anmin proudly.

Writing poems on white walls is a hobby for scholars and celebrities in the late Han Dynasty.

Yang Xiu learned calligraphy from Hu Zhao, and his cursive calligraphy has 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 Xiu was a vindictive villain.

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