Chapter 410 Tell me I'm really drunk when I'm drunk
Knowing that Xiao Chen was trying to confuse things, but still unable to seriously argue with him, Kinoshita Yonggang had no choice but to ask him the next question, "Then, Mr. Xiao, who is Taishang Laojun?"
"She is also a woman." Xiao Chen said calmly, ""The Tao Te Ching" says: 'I have a big trouble, because I have a body, and I have no body, what trouble do I have!' If I were not a woman, how could I have it?
What about pregnancy?"
Even Li Wanjiang couldn't help laughing this time. This guy is really good at talking nonsense, but his nonsense is also really advanced!
What a shame. How did he come up with it?
Kinoshita Yonggang had three black lines on his forehead. He knew clearly that this boy was talking nonsense, but he had no choice but to continue asking, "Who is Kong Sheng? Is he also a woman?"
"Yeah? Kinoshita-kun, you are such a teachable brat. What you said is right, Confucius is also a woman." Xiao Chen said with a smile, "The Analects of Confucius says: 'It is a good thing to sell, it is a good thing to sell, I am waiting for the price.
'If he wasn't a woman, how could he say he wanted to get married, right?"
Xiao Chen's rambling and nonsense completely disrupted Nishimura Shicun's plan. Seeing everyone laughing, he couldn't seriously discuss this issue anymore, so he could only find another way...
Compare poetry with him!
"Just now, Mr. Xiao, you said that if you sit in a well and look at the sky, it must be a frog, right? Then I will send a poem to Mr. Xiao with this title." Xiachuan Shenmu thought about it for a while, and then recited, "The water in the pond is shallow.
The lotus leaves are fragrant, lying on the canopy as a cooling bed, swaying in the wind is so comfortable, and making a few croaks is very frivolous!"
Needless to say, Shimokawa Saisi is really very agile. Although this poem cannot be said to be very good, it is not easy to write it in such a short time.
Moreover, the poem also contains a hint of ridicule towards Xiao Chen, mocking him for being "very frivolous", which is really wonderful.
"Then I will take this as my title and present a song to Mr. Xiao." Nishimura Zhicun was also inspired, shaking his head and chanting loudly, "Looking up at the lotus leaf bed in the sky, it doesn't matter on the windy and snowy night, it's all about the well.
The bottom of the eyes is shallow, and the colorful colors show off the skin!"
This poem is also a satire on Xiao Chen, because he is so good at death, Xiao Chen is really wearing colorful clothes today, and it does look a bit like frog skin.
In addition, it can also be understood as a satire on Xiao Chensheng's handsomeness, but he has nothing but a good skin.
Not bad.
"I'll sing a song too." Kinoshita Nagago naturally refused to be outdone and also recited a song, "It's funny that the frog in the well sleeps on a lotus in the rain and watches the sky croak, just like begging for money."
How vulgar!
Finally, Kudo Nako also sang a song, "I was once a fairy at the bottom of a well. I sat and looked at the sky beyond. I didn't know how far the rivers and seas were. I lay down and fell asleep!"
This is a bit more polite.
"Hahaha, what a poem, what a poem, as the saying goes, it is disrespectful to come back without reciprocating! Then I will also give you a poem in return." Xiao Chen laughed and chanted loudly, "Sitting alone in the pond is like a tiger, under the shade of the tree.
Keep your spirits up. If I don’t speak first when spring comes, which insect will dare to make a sound!"
How dare you compete with Xiao Chen in poetry, and you have never died!
"What a poem!" Li Wanjiang was the first to applaud, and Long Yan was delighted again.
Everyone also clapped and cheered. This was not to give the emperor Li Wanjiang face, but to express admiration from the bottom of his heart, because Xiao Chen's poem was indeed well done, so good!
One poem beat four poems by Nishimura Shicun and others, and it was a completely overwhelming victory!
Especially the last two sentences, "If I don't speak first when spring comes, no insect will dare to make a sound." They are so heroic, domineering, and kingly!
It immediately shocked the whole audience.
The four of them, Nishimura Shicun, looked at each other, and they all saw deep fear and fear in each other's eyes.
This person is so powerful, I'm afraid that together we may not be able to defeat him...
That needs to be done, otherwise it will be in vain?
"Ahem, this is the Year of the Rooster. I think we should write some poems with the Rooster as the theme? I have heard for a long time that there are many talents in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and I heard that all the imperial concubines are also proficient in poetry, so I asked them for advice today.
." Nishimura Zhicun decided to temporarily avoid Xiao Chen's attack and retreat instead of advancing.
"Okay, everyone will write a poem. When they are finished, they will hang it in the garden to remember this evening's event!" Li Wanjiang was really refreshed at the moment. Seeing that Nishimura Zhicun was a little timid, he didn't force him.
He fought with Xiao Chen again, but became a peacemaker. After all, he was a king, and he would not compete with these small characters.
A group of young eunuchs immediately brought pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and the palace maids rolled up their sleeves to help their respective palace lords polish their pens and ink. Murong Danqiu and the others could also compose poems, and poems with chicken themes were actually not difficult to write.
Each of them pondered deeply, trying to write better.
Stab the buttocks with a knife to open the eyes of a few little devils!
Xia is a distinguished guest, so naturally she doesn't write poems, but she also likes Chinese poetry, and naturally she has a deep admiration for Xiao Chen.
He stood up and came to Xiao Chen, smiled at him and said, "Xiao Chen, your poems are really good!"
"Actually, it's just average." Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "It's all just a foil to them."
"Haha, can you also give me a poem?" Siya begged.
"Xiao Da... eunuch, just write a poem for Xiya, and I'll help you polish your pen." Zhang Juer followed step by step, took the initiative to help Xiao Chen lay out the paper, took out a lake pen and rubbed it on his mouth.
"I'm here to grind the ink for Mr. Xiao." Qingxin also came over, took the inkstone, poured some water, and started grinding it gently.
"Then let's make a song. If it's not done well, please don't be offended... Uh! Oops!" Xiao Chen happily agreed and reached out to take the pen, but suddenly he let out a big wine burp.
His body trembled, and the brush fell out of his hand.
"How much wine did your slave drink to become this drunk!" But Liu Ruyun also came over, and with quick hands and eyes, he grabbed the brush that was barely on the ground.
"I left the immortal mountains and traveled to the sea for a while, but I met the imperial concubine and asked her why. She was living under the dipper of the Big Dipper, with her sword hanging on the moon horn of the Nangong Palace. She said, "I'm really drunk when I'm drunk. I don't know how to be sad. Why don't we recognize each other when we meet? But we are driving on white clouds.
Go back and rest!" Xiao Chen burst out laughing and sang a song, which made everyone fall in love with him!
Is this even possible?
"You little slave, I see you pretending to be crazy and being stupid is enough. If you go too far, your life is at risk!" Liu Ruyun warned softly in his ear, and then said loudly, "I see you can't even scratch your pen.
If you can’t stand it anymore, just say it and I’ll write it for you.”
"This will cause trouble for the noble concubine." Xiao Chen was really awesome now and got really excited.
The prince of Tianzhu asked him to give him poems, his concubine Zhang Juer helped him lay the paper, the abbot of Hongmei Temple Qingxin polished his ink, and Concubine Liu also helped him write...
In fact, Murong Danqiu and Duanmu Nanqiao also wanted to come over and have a few words with him, but their status was too noble, and it was difficult for them to condescend to them in public.
But we are also very curious about what kind of poem he will write for Shia?
Xiya is the princess of Tianzhu and a Buddhist practitioner. This kid must not act recklessly. This chapter has been completed!