The Yue people talk to the Heavenly Prison, and the clouds and clouds are bright and can be seen.

Tianmu connects the sky to the sky, and sways to the five mountains to cover the Red City.

The rooftop is 18,000 feet long, and it is about to fall to the southeast..."

Li Guo recited loudly, his voice was elegant.

But his voice made Yang Shouwen feel a little upset. He pushed Li Guo away and said loudly: "Young Master Guo, your voice is too soft and you can't recite it."

Li Guo was furious and immediately refuted.

I didn't want someone to come out of the crowd and said with a smile: "I drank the fine wine made by Qingzhi at Zheng Lingzhi's house a few days ago. I don't want to see Qingzhi's wonderful words again today. Haha, since the young master's voice is not done, can I recite it?"

"Hey, Bo Gao has arrived too?"

Zhang said that he immediately smiled when he saw that person.

Shangguan Wan'er smiled and said, "Bogao is also good at cursive script. Today, Zhang Dianyang is crazy, so it cannot be said that it will be passed down as a good story."

Yang Shouwen ignored it and continued: "I want to dream of Wu and Yue because of it, and fly across the moon in Jinghu Lake overnight.

The moon shines on my shadow and sends me to Yanxi.

Xie Gong's residence is still here, and the green water ripples and clear apes cry.

She was wearing Xie Gong's clogs and climbed the blue ladder.

Half the wall sees the sea and the sky hears the rooster in the sky.”

Li Guo's voice is clear and soft, but he always lacks a little masculinity and is too feminine.

However, the man's voice was loud and hard, and with a wild and unruly demeanor, the people around him suddenly became quiet.

The mountain wind is terrifying, and the sound of poetry revolves around.

Zhang Shuo couldn't help but gently stroke his palms, and even danced with the sound of reciting.

"The road is uncertain, and the flowers are so mysterious that you can lean against the stone.

The bear roars and the dragon roars on the rock spring, and stays in the deep forest and is shocked by the top of the mountain.

The clouds are green and the rain is about to rain, and the water is calm and smoke is generated.

The thunder breaks and the hills collapse and the stone doors of the cave sky open suddenly.

The blue and darkness is vast and unstoppable, and the sun and the moon shine on the gold and silver platform.

The rainbow is the clothes, the wind is the horse, and the king of clouds comes down one after another.

The tiger drums and the zither is turned back to the car, and the immortals are like hemp.

Suddenly my soul was thrust and my soul moved, and I suddenly felt shocked and sighed.

Only when I realize the pillow and mattress will lose the smoke and clouds that will come.

The same is true for the joy of the world. Since ancient times, everything has flowed from the east.

When will you go back? Let’s put the white deer on the green cliffs, and you must ride to visit famous mountains.

Yang Shouwen suddenly stopped the pen and reached out to grab Li Guo's hand, "Young Master, let's go up the mountain."

Li Guo was already overwhelmed by this poem. He forgot to resist for a moment and couldn't help but follow Yang Shouwen to cross the stone threshold.

Shangguan Wan'er only felt that she was feeling, she felt so unhappy!

This poem has clearly not been completed yet. How did he not write it?

That feeling was as if ** was about to come, but suddenly came to an abrupt end, making people feel so sad that they were neither up nor down.

"Yang Shouwen, let me finish the poem before leaving?"

Shangguan Wan'er shouted angrily. The handsome young man hurriedly stepped forward to stop Yang Shouwen, but saw Yang Shouwen suddenly stopped.

He turned around and whistled to the sky.

The golden toad energy that has been hard-working for more than ten years has pushed the laughter to linger in the mountains for a long time.

"Aunt, I dare to do it, but anyone dares to write it?"

The man who had just read the poem heard it and laughed: "Since Yang Qingzhi dares to write, I will continue writing it."

"How can I bend my eyebrows and serve the powerful and unhappy!"

After Yang Shouwen finished speaking, he laughed, took Li Guo's hand and left.

Shangguan Wan'er's face changed. How smart she is, how could she not understand the meaning of Yang Shouwen's words.

mad!

Weizi, I never thought that you would be so arrogant!

She looked at the man like autumn water, "Zhang Bogao, there is only one last sentence left, why not continue writing it and spread it as a good story?"

That man was Zhang Dian and Zhang Xu, one of Zhang Dian's crazy people in history.

He was stunned. After hearing Shangguan Wan'er's words, he suddenly laughed and said, "Why do you need to inspire me to Miss Shangguan? Since Yang Qingzhi can make such a masterpiece, it is an honor for me to continue writing for him today! Come on, bring the wine."

He took the wine from an eunuch, slapped the mud seal, and drank wildly at the mouth of the jar.

"How can I bend my eyebrows and serve the powerful and noble, so that I can't be happy! Hahaha, what a Yang Qingzhi, what a Yang is unhappy."

After Zhang Xu finished writing, he threw the pen on the table, turned around and ran to Zhang Shuo's side.

He reached out and grabbed Zhang's arm, "Daoji, let's go."

"Why do you go?"

"If such a wonderful person is not able to make friends, wouldn't it be a pity in life?

Why do you and I have to accompany a group of ordinary people here to greet you? How can you bow your head and serve the powerful and unhappy? Let me go and have a drink with Yang Qingzhi today, and I will not return until I get drunk."

He pulled Zhang and said, crossing the stone threshold without saying a word.

Whether it was Lu Zangyong or Du Shenyan, he did not come forward to stop him.

Li Linfu was also stunned by Yang Shouwen's last poem. He suddenly reacted and shouted loudly: "Qingzhi, wait for me."

Looking at their backs, Shangguan Wan'er's smile became stronger.

She wrote the words "top" on that poem, and then handed the poem to the handsome young man and said, "Mingyu, send it to the General Immortal Palace quickly."

"Here!"

The young man turned around and walked away, but Shangguan Wan'er let out a long sigh.

No matter what the banquet today is, after today, Yang Shouwen will definitely be famous in the two capitals.

She sat down with a little tiredness, her eyes swept across everyone, and then became cold, and her red lips opened lightly and said, "Who will be next?" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!