Prefect Lu shook his head repeatedly and said: "This is nonsense and insulting to gentlemen. Who is Gao Changqing?"

Gao Qingyuan was secretly happy and immediately replied: "Returning to Mr. Lu, Gao Changqing just went downstairs to use the toilet and has not returned yet."

Yu Wenzhi and that fellow laughed loudly when they heard this and said: "I guess I drank too much and felt depressed, so I went to the toilet to relieve myself. This shows that this poem is quite realistic. I think it is very good and wonderful!"

Excellent!"

There was another burst of laughter all around, and this time even Gongsun Yingxiu couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing. Yu Wenzhi and this guy were extremely proud when they saw this. Although we can't write poems, being able to make beautiful women laugh is a skill, isn't it?

Gao Kaishan was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl under. This brat would make trouble. This time, I also made a fool of myself, and I was inevitably beaten after returning home.

However, just at this moment, Gao Bufan came back from going to the toilet. As soon as he stepped on the floor, he felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere, because almost all eyes were focused on him at once.

Gao Bufan's heart skipped a beat, what's going on? He subconsciously looked down at his pants and saw that he hadn't wet himself. Then he looked at the soles of his shoes and saw that he didn't step on shit. Why are you looking at me like that?

Changsun Wugou couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw Gao Bufan's expression and movements. However, she had a strict upbringing and tried her best not to laugh out loud. Her pretty face turned red from holding it in. As for Gongsun Yingxiu, who was next to her, she had already covered her mouth and laughed.

Dexiang's shoulders were shaking.

Prefect Lu almost couldn't hold it in anymore. He managed to put on a straight face, coughed lightly and asked, "Are you Gao Changqing?"

Gao Bufan bowed his hands and said, "This junior is Gao Changqing."

"Come here!" Prefect Lu snorted coldly.

Gao Bufan was inspected by the country's top leader in his previous life. In later generations, Prefect Lu would be a mayor at best, so his aura naturally did not scare him, so he walked over calmly and said without being humble or arrogant: "I don't know what Mr. Lu is doing.

Give me some advice?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Taishou Lu's eyes. This boy can do it. At least he is very brave. He is so calm in front of this officer. If it were someone else, he would have lost his temper. He snorted coldly and said: "In front of the bed."

In the bright moonlight, there is a pair of shoes on the ground. I raise my head to drink wine, and lower my head to suppress it. Is this poem your masterpiece?"

Gao Bufan frowned secretly and looked at Changsun Wuji and others in the distance. When he saw the gloating look on the face of Qing Qingyuan, he immediately made a guess, shook his head and said, "Sir, sir,

This poem was indeed written by a junior, but others may have misheard it."

Governor Lu was stunned for a moment and frowned: "What do you mean? Can your clan brother Qing Yuan still accuse you unjustly?"

Gao Bufan smiled and said: "It's not unfair, it's just that the younger brother has an ear disease, so he probably heard it wrong." After speaking, he chanted slowly: "There is bright moonlight in front of the bed, I suspect it is frost on the ground. Raise your head

Look at the bright moon, lower your head and miss your hometown."

puff……

Gao Qingyuan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, and Changsun Sheng spat out a mouthful of old wine. Magistrate Zhou shook his hand and knocked over the inkstone.

Changsun Wugou's mouth opened into an "O" shape, while the mouths of the two Gao Shixiong brothers also opened into an "O" shape, but the difference was that they could fit into their fists.

At this moment, almost everyone seemed to have been cast a restraining spell. Only Gongsun Yingxiu looked at the handsome young man in front of him with interest. It was really interesting. He just changed it casually. It is a rare and elegant song.

The limerick turned into something magical in an instant, turning into a catchy masterpiece passed down from generation to generation.

Lu Taishou was stunned for several seconds before he came to his senses. He knew that Gao Bufan was quibbling, but he wrote a poem to explain it in such a short period of time. This shows that this man is quite quick-witted. What is even more rare is this poem.

Although it sounds very straightforward and superficial, the more you taste it, the more flavorful it becomes. It has a bit of a return to simplicity. It is catchy to read, has a strong visual sense, and jumps off the page. This is clearly a masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation!

But no, Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" has been recited for more than a thousand and hundreds of years, and even in later generations in China, it is known to all women. So what is this if it is not a work handed down from generation to generation?

The more Governor Lu thought about it, the more excited he became. He had long forgotten about the limerick. He pointed at Magistrate Zhou and said hurriedly: "Quick, write it down quickly. My dear friend Changqing, what is the title of your poem?"

Gao Bufan was a little flattered and replied: "Jingyesi!"

Prefect Lu high-fived and said, "Okay, the title of this poem has been well received. It's called Jingye Si. Master Zhou, hurry up and record it. This poem is the best one tonight."

Magistrate Zhou quickly picked up the spilled inkstone, ground the ink again, spread it out on rice paper, and solemnly recorded it.

Gao Qingyuan heard that Governor Lu rated Gao Bufan's poem as the best tonight, and his face turned pale. This meant that he had missed the opportunity to be the leader tonight, unless he wrote another poem that was better than "Silent Night Thoughts".

"Impossible, Gao Changqing doesn't know how to compose poetry at all, he must have plagiarized other people's works." Gao Qingyuan's mentality was obviously a bit broken. He originally planned to make Gao Bufan look ugly, but unexpectedly it made him steal the limelight instead.

Changsun Wuji couldn't stand it at this time, and frowned and said: "Brother Qingyuan said that Changqing's poem was plagiarized, then please tell me where the plagiarism came from? If you are lying, it is not a gentleman!"

Gao Qingyuan was speechless for a moment. This poem "Silent Night Thoughts" was written by Li Bai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. He was not born yet. He knew what a fool he was, so he could only argue: "Anyway, if this poem is not plagiarized, it will not be plagiarized."

I also asked someone to stay here. Gao Changqing doesn’t know how to write poetry at all. He admitted this himself. Jun Xian, you were also present at the time. You can bear witness to me!"

Gao Junxian frowned and said: "Qingyuan, sit down quickly and don't mess around. It's too rude."

Gao Qingyuan obviously took the risk, because now only if it is proved that Gao Bufan really can't write poetry, he will not be laughed at like a clown by everyone, so he loudly said: "Master Lu, Gao Changqing really can't write poetry, this is his own admission

Yes, I don’t believe he can compose poetry either. Unless he composes another good poem, he is cheating!”

Gao Bufan couldn't help but feel angry. Originally, for the sake of his family members, he planned to save some face for the other party. Since he was so disrespectful, he couldn't be polite and said lightly: "Yes, I said no."

I can write poems, but that's just a humble statement. I didn't expect Brother Qingyuan to take it seriously. You are so messy and rude, which is really insulting to the gentlemen. It doesn't matter, it's not just about chanting poems about the moon, it's enough for me to go to the toilet."

Governor Lu smiled and scolded: "You have a very loud tone, please chant quickly."

Gao Bufan smiled and said: "Good poetry must be paired with good wine. Please give me a glass of wine, Mr. Lu."

"Give me wine!" Lu Taishou ordered someone to bring Gao Bufan a glass of wine and snorted coldly: "If you can't compose a good poem after drinking my wine, I will kick him out."

Gao Bufan took a few steps with the wine glass in his hand, then looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and then slowly said: "When will the moon come in the blue sky? I'll stop drinking and ask."

Gao Bufan's voice was ups and downs. As soon as this line came out, everyone sitting upright instantly. As the saying goes, an expert will know what's going on as soon as he makes a move. With these two lines of Gao Bufan's opening line, even people who don't understand poetry will instantly feel that it is extraordinary.

"People cannot reach the bright moon, but the moon travels with people." Gao Bufan recited the second sentence, which also made people's eyes brighten.

Immediately after the third and fourth sentences: "The bright light is like a flying mirror approaching the Danque, and the green smoke extinguishes the clear light. But when I see the night coming from the sea, I would rather know that it has disappeared into the clouds."

At this moment, everyone who knew poetry was shocked, especially Prefect Lu, who was so mesmerized that he almost wiped out the three long strands of beard under his chin.

"White Rabbit Pounds Medicine Autumn returns to spring, who is Chang'e living alone next to? Today's people don't see the ancient moon, but this month once shined on the ancients." Gao Bufan held a wine glass in his hand and walked around, his voice suddenly raised a lot.

As soon as these two sentences came out, many people present stood up excitedly, with expressions as if they had seen a ghost. Prefect Lu shook his hand, and several beards were cut off by him!

"Today's people don't see the moon in ancient times, but today's moon once shone on the ancients." Gongsun Yingxiu sighed and murmured: "With just this sentence, tonight's leader is determined!"

Changsun Wujia pursed his lips and silently stared at the handsome young man holding a wine glass in his hand and walking in the moonlight. He felt a little embarrassed for a moment!

At this time, Gao Bufan suddenly stopped, his eyebrows furrowed, and he did not continue chanting for a long time. Changsun Wugou's heart rose involuntarily. Is it stuck?

Gao Qingyuan, who was already ashen-faced, couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. He clenched his fists secretly and muttered silently: "God bless me, I hope Gao Changqing doesn't have inspiration and ends up writing a poem with a missing tail!"

The most nervous person present was Governor Lu. He was indeed a true lover of poetry. It would be a pity and heartbreaking if such a masterpiece ended up with no beginning and no end, turning into a broken poem.

Gao Bufan originally wanted to continue pretending, but found that Lu Taishou was staring at him, as if if he didn't speak again, the other party would come forward to pick his mouth. He quickly finished chanting in one breath: "If the ancients and the present are like this,

The same is true for flowing water and looking at the bright moon together. I only hope that when we sing and drink together, the moonlight will always shine in the golden cup!"

--call!
Chapter completed!