In Chinese tradition, since ancient times, no party can be complete without wine, and no guests can be happy without wine.

And with wine, no matter big or small, no matter national affairs, no matter family affairs, no matter happy events or funerals, all can be solved in a glass of wine.

After all, this is the prime minister's residence and it is located in a land of etiquette, so the banquet hosted by Chen Yi is naturally of high quality. Tao Ying and the other four people exchanged glasses and chatted happily.

Cai Yong was the last master of poetry in the Han Dynasty, Kong Rong was a famous Confucian in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and succeeded Cai Yong as the master of essays. Chen Yi had an extraordinary background and profound literary attainments.

Tao Ying was worried that the three of them would talk to him about discussion, six-character essays, policy essays, expressions, appeals, edicts and other literary styles, so he began to steer the topic towards poetry, intentionally or unintentionally.

"The white poplars are sad and the wind is sad, and Xiao Xiao is sad about killing people."

True to the saying "a thousand cups of wine is too little for a bosom friend", Kong Rong kept dragging Tao Ying, a cheap disciple, to drink heavily. Gradually, even Tao Ying drank too much rice wine and began to feel sad.

Although it is a pleasant trip, it is better to return home early.

When I go out and feel alone, who should I complain about?

The ancient poem "How Bright the Moon Is" can best explain Tao Ying's uneasiness and loneliness at this moment.

Although he is Tao Ying now, he is actually an "outsider" from the Eastern Han Dynasty. In the coming chaos, whether he lives or dies, whether he is disappearing under the sun like the dewdrops in the morning, or whether his name will remain in history, Tao Ying does not dare to retaliate.

A glimmer of hope.

Although Tao Ying was ambitious, he knew that he was at a disadvantage. Not to mention compared to Cao Cao and the Yuan brothers, even Liu Bei was a master at winning people's hearts.

"Brother, a modern person came to the Three Kingdoms at the end of Han Dynasty. In fact, compared with the ancients, he is nothing!"

Tao Ying suddenly felt that he was worthless and could not see his destiny for a while.

"Gentlemen, there is a poem I picked up here and I am reciting it here for fun."

Tao Ying, who looked a little lonely, stumbled to his feet, holding a wine pot in one hand and a wine bottle in the other, raising his glass and chanting.

Drinking and singing, how is life?

Just like morning dew, it will be more painful every day.

Generosity should be shown as generosity, and worries will be unforgettable.

Du Kang is the only one who can relieve worries!

Tao Ying, who was still sober, immediately brought out Cao Cao's "Dan Ge Xing".

"Cao Mengde, I'm sorry. This poem of yours is a "hump" that people from the Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms cannot overcome. Brother, I also want to sign in."

Cao Cao's "Dan Ge Xing" and Tao Ying's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" have been read many times. Although I could understand the meaning of generosity, melancholy and thirst for talents at that time, it was far less profound than what I understood through personal experience after traveling through time.<

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"Hey!"

After hearing the first few words read by Tao Ying, Kong Rong, Cai Yong and Chen Yi, who were already drunk and a bit dissolute, were shocked. They all clung to the wine bottles and looked at Tao Ying with shining eyes, motionless.

Qingqing Zijin, my heart is leisurely.

But for your sake, I still ponder it.

After reciting this, Tao Ying raised his glass and drank it all. He swung the wine pot and found that there was no more wine. He handed the wine glass to Chen Yi and asked him to fill it up. He smiled meaningfully at Kong Rong and Cai Yong.

"My disciple is so interesting!"

"Tao Laoer, you are not only thinking about Wen Ji, you are also thinking about me. You have a good idea!"

"Sure enough, people all over the world say that Tao Ying has no great ambitions, which is ridiculous!"

The strange looks in the three people's eyes naturally did not escape the drunken Tao Ying.

Yo yo, the deer calls, eating apples in the wild.

I have guests who play the harp and sheng.

Tao Ying's tone turned into a low tone along with the poetry.

It's as bright as the moon, when can I stop?

Worry comes from it and cannot be cut off!

Tao Ying suddenly raised his voice again, raised the wine bottle in his hand high above the head, and cast his eyes towards the sky outside the hall.

Crossing the border and crossing the border is a waste of time!

Let's chat and have a banquet, keeping old grudges in mind.

After thinking about this, Tao Ying, who was still looking up at the sky with his back on his back, fell silent.

"Huh?"

"No more?"

"Anticlimactic?"

Kong Rong, Cai Yong, and Chen Yi, who were waiting for the next chapter, were surprised by the obvious and undisguised ambition in Tao Ying's poem. Tao Ying suddenly stopped talking, feeling a mixture of disappointment, regret, and anger in his heart.

A feeling of loss.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the magpie flies south.

Three twists and turns around the tree, what branch can I rely on?

Just when the three of them were feeling itchy and unbearable, Tao Ying drank softly and began to moan softly.

"This Tao Laoer has actually learned how to whet people's appetites!"

Chen Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes regained their luster.

"Fortunately, I don't need to refill it for you!"

Cai Yong, who had already begun to think about how to repair the unfinished building for Tao Ying, also took a long breath and stared at Tao Ying with bright eyes, like a father-in-law admiring his son-in-law, with the word "satisfied" on his face.<

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"Do you want to read the next two sentences?"

Tao Ying was a little hesitant. The last two sentences were a bit explicit. He didn't know if reading them now would shock the world.

Of course, Tao Ying was more worried about being harmonized by the dying Han Ling Emperor.

"I've even taken off my pants, I'm just a little nervous, and I'm worried about a ball!"

The mountains never get too high and the sea never gets too deep.

The Duke of Zhou vomits food, and the world returns to its heart!

In order to be worthy of the original author, Cao Cao, Tao Ying read it out without mercy.

"I lost my temper after drinking for a while. Master Kong, Master Cai, and Prime Minister Chen, please don't laugh!"

Kong Rong was stunned and looked at Tao Ying, who was "thirsty for talent and eager to make contributions", with a complex expression for a while, and then finished the glass of wine.

"Chongguang, my master already knows your ambition!"

Cai Yong also drank the wine in his glass, looked at Tao Ying, and praised him with appreciation.

"The truth is spoken after drinking, and poetry expresses one's aspirations. Those who are not ambitious cannot write poems for this purpose!"

Then, Cai Yong felt even more bitter.

"Hedong Wei Lao Er is not as numerous as Xuzhou Tao Lao Er!"

As a host, Chen Yi felt emotional and lonely. It was a pity to think of Wang Fen who had just committed suicide.

"The ancients said: The roof is as old as before, and the white hair is as new. If you have a new light, your ambitions are not as great as mine!"

……

The rising sun is rising in the east, and the morning light is brilliant.

Tao Ying opened his eyes. It was already bright. He looked around the room in a daze for a while, then stood up.

"These three idle old drunkards, I can't drink with them anymore. It's really a big mistake for my family and my country!"

Suffering from a splitting headache, Tao Ying, served by the maid arranged by Chen Yi's house, packed up and left the room.

"My dear nephew, wake up. You're too drunk to keep up with your ambition. That's not going to work."

Ginger is still spicy, and they drank as much as yesterday, but Kong Rong, Cai Yong and Chen Yi seemed to be fine at the moment, sitting in the living room drinking tea and chatting. It seemed that they had been there for a long time.

Tao Ying bowed his hands to the three of them, and upon seeing the ceremony, he stepped forward.

Tao Ying didn't want to respond to Kong Rong's joke, and he was too embarrassed to respond. A later generation was actually drunk by the rice wine of this era. If he told it, he would be laughed out of his mouth.

"Xiang Chen, Master Kong, Mr. Bojie, are you three waiting for me?"

Kong Rong pulled his face and stared, as if of course he was.

"If I hadn't waited for you, I would have gone out with Mr. Bozhao and a few friends."

Now Tao Ying can't believe what Kong Rong said.

"It's freezing cold, there's no green to step on, no chrysanthemums to admire, no plum blossoms to see, where can you go?"

Tao Ying set his sights on Cai Yong, who was his default father-in-law and believed that he would not deceive his son-in-law.

"Chongguang, Brother Wenju came to the door early in the morning to wait for you. I tried to wake you up several times, but Brother Wenju saw that you were sleeping soundly, and was stopped several times."

Before Cai Yong could speak, Chen Yi took the lead and proved it for Kong Rong.

"It's rude of me to keep Master Kong waiting for so long!"

For a great Confucian like Kong Rong to have the patience to wait for a younger generation like him, Tao Ying felt flustered and moved at the same time. He hurriedly performed the discipleship ceremony again and sincerely apologized to Kong Rong.

"It's okay. It's understandable that young people like to sleep."

Kong Rong was very satisfied with Tao Ying's attitude. He cared about this etiquette the most.

"Besides, you are excusable because you are too drunk."

Tao Ying bowed and apologized to Cai Yong and Chen Yi respectively, and then knelt down in front of them.
Chapter completed!