Seeing that Xuanwei actually used wine as a question, Xu Wuzhou kindly reminded Mr. Chongnian: "I'm afraid you won't be willing to lose such a simple question. Do you want to change it?"
"If you find it difficult, this question won't work. If you want to change it, just change it and I can ask you to write the question." Mr. Chongnian said,
"It doesn't matter, the truth is always so hard to accept. For example, the truth that Jixia Academy is rubbish will make you angry." Xu Wuzhou sighed and said, "Then let's leave it to this question."
Mr. Chongnian snorted coldly, thinking that you could still curse a few more times, but your tongue would soon be gone.
"Although it's for the reputation of Jixia Academy, after all, when I compare with you, the big one will bully the small ones. So I'll come first and give you time to think slowly." Mr. Chongnian was about to stand up.
"Why are you wasting this time? I don't want to listen to your crap. I'll just kill you." Xu Wuzhou said.
This guy's ability to brag was simply superb. His words were so arrogant that everyone present was speechless.
For being able to put on such a arrogant attitude, they could only say one word: "I'm convinced."
"Listen up. Let me start by playing a random song to scare you.
The joy you get when you are drunk is infinite, even better than when you are not drunk.
The movements and facial expressions are all dance, and the mountain language is poetry."
Xu Wuzhou didn't directly expand his skills, he just took out Zhang Yue's "Drunk Composition". Although it is not as good as those famous poems through the ages, it is still a good song.
Even if the man in front of him is knowledgeable, Xu Wuzhou doesn't believe that he can do something better in an instant. So what if he can?
The worst he can do is to throw out the ultimate trick like drinking wine. For five thousand years in China, only literature and Taoism have been the mainstream, and generations have followed this path without any hesitation. But now that he can borrow all this by himself, I don’t believe you.
Comparable.
A poem comes out!
Xuanwei was stunned.
Many scholars were stunned.
Mr. Chongnian was also stunned.
I didn't expect that this young man could really compose it. And it's really an excellent song.
The joy of drunkenness is clearly visible and full of artistic conception.
Many people looked at Mr. Chongnian, waiting for him to write a poem that would surpass Xu Wuzhou.
But after waiting for a while, he didn't speak. This made many people couldn't help but look weird. Could it be that... Mr. Chongnian really couldn't compare.
This is impossible. How old is this kid? How could he be so talented? How could he stump Mr. Chongming?
Mr. Chongming stood there, his head spinning rapidly. Given time, he was confident that he could write such a poem.
But...he really can't do it in a short period of time. And even if he is given time, he can't say that he will be able to do it.
This made him look a little ugly. Was he about to admit defeat?
Thinking of the bet, Chongming naturally would not admit defeat now. He looked at Xu Wuzhou and said, "Did you really do this?"
Xu Wuzhou laughed, looked at Chongming and said, "I knew you were going to find excuses. Calling you hypocrites doesn't count as unjust."
Chongming hummed: "Although the poem is good, it doesn't mean that I can't write it. It's just that I can't tolerate your trickery."
Chongming's words made everyone present look at Xu Wuzhou with suspicion. Mr. Chongming is a great Confucian and a gentleman, and is admired by the world. No one thought that Mr. Chongming would be inferior to Xu Wuzhou. With his words as a guide, many people began to make assumptions.
"No wonder, it becomes a poem in an instant, and it's so good."
"It turns out that it was already planned a long time ago, and it was just an opportunistic move."
"I saw him coming in with Lord Xuancheng. He should have made an appointment with Lord Xuancheng."
"A sensationalist! Use this to gain attention!"
"Giggle! How ridiculous!"
"Insulting Jixia Academy is just a way to pave the way."
"Mr. Chongming still has a keen eye. Don't compare yourself to such a villain."
"..."
The people around him all ridiculed Xu Wuzhou and defended Mr. Chongming.
Xuanwei's face looked a little ugly at this time. He knew whether he was cheating or not. It was obviously Mr. Chongming who suggested that I propose the question, but now that I have proposed the question, I have led others to misunderstand that Xu Wuzhou and I are colluding.
Xuanwei was neutral before and admired Mr. Chongming. Now he suddenly felt disgusted. The great scholar in Jixia Academy was nothing more than that. Maybe he was really a hypocrite.
"Get out, you're not welcome here!"
"Get out of here! Mr. Chongming is someone you can insult too!"
"What qualifications do you have to compare with Mr. Chongming!"
"..."
The crowd was furious, everyone glared at Xu Wuzhou and sprayed Xu Wuzhou with anger.
Xu Wuzhou laughed, looked at Mr. Chongming and said with a smile: "You chose this person, and now you accuse me of colluding with him. It doesn't matter, I already knew you wouldn't admit it. In this case, forget about the game just now. Then that's it.
Compared."
Mr. Chongming glanced at Xuan Wei. He really didn't trust Xuan Wei. Because he didn't believe that Xu Wuzhou could compose such a poem in an instant.
"How can we compare?" Mr. Chongming asked.
"You can come up with the questions until you are convinced!" Xu Wuzhou looked at Mr. Chongnian coldly and said, "I would like to know what other excuses you hypocrites from Jixia Academy can make."
Xu Wuzhou's disdainful words once again angered Mr. Chongnian. He ignored his demeanor and looked at Xu Wuzhou and said: "If you don't want tongue, then I will grant it to you. Let's see where the courage comes from for your arrogant attitude."
"Come on the topic!" Xu Wuzhou looked at Mr. Chongnian and said.
Mr. Chongnian snorted coldly and said: "Then it depends on how you convince me and win me over."
"Let's take wine as the theme!" Mr. Chongnian thought to himself, even if you two colluded, you would never think that I would use wine as the theme again, and you would definitely not prepare two identical poems.
Xu Wuzhou sneered, probably guessing what Mr. Chongnian was thinking, but your idea was wrong.
"Then just listen!
Recently, I sing loudly when I'm drinking, dance drunkenly and write poems like crazy, and become obsessed with it.
Five buckets are enough to solve the problem, but it is still too little, and ten flying cups are not too much."
Xu Wuzhou casually picked up a piece of Yuan Zhen's "Fang Yan" and read it out. Although it is not an eternal masterpiece, can the poems written by Yuan Zhen be bad? This is a famous poet who wrote the eternal famous saying "Once the sea was difficult to make water, except Wushan, it is not clouds"
guy.
Seeing Xu Wuzhou compose a poem in an instant, Mr. Chongnian raised his eyebrows slightly. Could it be that this guy really prepared two poems? This one is also a good one.
Others also looked at Xu Wuzhou with strange expressions, wondering whether he was really talented or whether he was ready.