Breaking into a cold sweat

Cao Peng's face was light and his clouds were calm, while Zhang Tai's face was red and his ears were red.

This distinction is naturally clear at a glance. When Zhang Tai was still huddled in the dilapidated Luoyang City, eating, drinking, having fun and passing the time with a bunch of idle people, Cao Peng, who was seven or eight years younger than him, was already sitting at the same table with the famous Confucian scholars.

Sit down and start talking...

How embarrassing is this for Zhang Taiqing?

"May I ask, who is the one playing the piano?"

However, Zhang Taiyou refused to lower his head and asked with his neck stiffened.

Cao Peng took a sip of apricot wine and said with a relaxed expression: "There is a proverb in Jiangdong: if the song is wrong, Zhou Lang will take care of it, that is Zhou Yu and Zhou Gongjin... By the way, it seems that Zhou Lang and Tzuyu are about the same age, so they should be young people.

A handsome man, he is truly a role model for our generation, and he is highly desirable."

Everyone listened and fell silent.

Zhou Yu has now become famous. After capturing Danyang last year, the Ming and Han generals, Wuhou Sun Ce, worshiped Zhou Yu as the Central Protector and the Grand Administrator of Jiangxia.

Cao Peng's face showed contempt.

Let's see, he is also a musician. He has a wrong song, Zhou Langgu, how famous is he? But he is not only a musician, but also versatile in both civil and military affairs. He seems to be about the same age as you, and he already holds real power.

A prefect with a salary of two thousand stone. But what about you?

Zhang Tai was choked and couldn't say a word.

Cao Peng discovered that Xuan Shuo had a flash of light, and it disappeared briefly, and he regained his composure.

This Xuan Shuo is not simple!

There seemed to be memories in his eyes, but more of a reluctance.

Perhaps feeling the attention of Cao Peng, Xuan Shuo smiled slightly and raised his glass to invite wine, while Cao Peng returned the favor and drank it all in one gulp.

"Is there such a person in the world?"

Yue Guan couldn't help but sigh, and then sighed softly.

Chi Zhong suddenly said: "I heard that Mr. Cao is famous all over the world for his eight hundred words, and his literary talent is outstanding. When we are here for a fateful gathering, why don't you write a poem?"

"ah?"

Chi Zhong smiled and said, "Why don't we just use Guan Jushi as the title?"

"Using me as a topic?"

Yue Guan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

Her smile lit up the eyes of everyone in the pavilion. Zhang Liang and Zhang Tai showed their true colors as a disciple, swallowed their saliva, and then cheered in unison.

For Zhang Tai, he needs to save this face.

For Zhang Liang, he wants to support his fellow villagers.

But Chi Zhong...

Cao Peng closed his eyes slightly and glanced at Chi Zhong.

They saw that although Chi Zhong acted like it had nothing to do with him on the surface, he kept glancing at Yue Guan from the corner of his eye.

Damn it, you want to please a beautiful lady, why did you drag me into this?

"Sir, how about..."

Shi A saw that Cao Peng was unhappy and whispered.

Cao Peng waved his hand, looked at Chi Zhong, and then at Yue Guan, who looked expectantly, and suddenly he had the idea of ​​teasing in his heart...

He stood up and walked around the room.

Zhang Taiyueguan and others, on the other hand, held their breath and looked at Cao Peng quietly.

A smile appeared on the corner of Xuan Shuo's mouth, and he looked at Cao Peng curiously, waiting for his answer.

One step, two steps, three steps...

When Cao Peng took the seventh step, he suddenly stopped.

"In Juhuawu, there is a chrysanthemum nunnery. The chrysanthemum fairy lives in the chrysanthemum nunnery. The chrysanthemum fairy plants chrysanthemum branches and offers chrysanthemums as wine money."

"It's fairly average, but it's just so ordinary that it's not a good sentence."

Zhang Tai commented with a sneer, his words containing sarcasm.

"Don't be anxious and listen to what's going on." Xuan Shuo said, "Young Master Eight Hundred still has some good sentences to say, so why should you and I be anxious?"

Before he finished speaking, Cao Peng was heard singing again.

"When you are sober, you just sit in front of flowers; when you are drunk, you need to sleep under flowers. Half-drunk and half-awake day after day, the flowers bloom and fall year after year.

I hope that I will die in old age and spend my time in wine, and I do not want to bow in front of carriages and horses. The dust of carriages and horses are enough for the rich, and the wine-cup branches are for the poor.

If the rich and the noble are compared to the poor and the lowly, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky. If the poor and the low are compared to a chariot and a horse, they cannot drive but can sleep.

The world laughs at you because you are too crazy, but I laugh at you and the world cannot see through it. There are no tombs of the heroes of the Five Tombs, and there are no flowers or wine to cultivate the fields."

After Cao Peng recited, he grabbed the bronze knight and staggered to the Yueguan case. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Yueguan's pink jade arm, "Chrysanthemum Fairy, I honor you with a knighthood."

Yue Guan's jade arms are as soft as boneless, smooth and soft to the touch.

At first, when she heard Cao Peng write poetry, she just smiled and said nothing.

But later on, I couldn't help but feel so excited that I couldn't help myself.

With her beautiful eyes turning, the chrysanthemum fairy held the long copper in her slender hand, bit her red lips, her cheeks were rosy, and said softly: "Thank you, sir."

After that, she wanted to drink.

Unexpectedly, he was stopped by Cao Peng...

"Chrysanthemum Fairy, this way of drinking is so boring.

How about this, you and I have our arms crossed and drink from the same drink?"

While talking, Cao Peng glanced at Chi Zhong.

If you ask me to get into the water, I will tease your sweetheart. He passed his arm through the inside of Yue Guan's arm, then bent his elbow and placed Tong Jue to his lips. He leaned slightly and pressed against the warmth on Yue Guan's chest.

On the soft side, Yue Guan's face was rosy, but he followed Cao Peng's drinking method. He handed over a glass of wine and drank it all in one gulp. His breathing could not help but become rapid, and the soft jade on his chest rose and fell, rubbing Cao Peng's arm.

Chi Zhong's face turned pale.

Cao Peng couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart, and put Yue Guan's arm around the banquet.

"The spring weather in Luoyang is beautiful, but the young people's spring clothes are thin.

Cherish the heart of the master, and the wine will be deeply affectionate. Don’t worry about the spring leakage, don’t complain that the gold cup is full. When you meet the wine and laugh, how can life be... happy, happy!"

But Yue Guan's eyes were as charming as silk, almost clinging to Cao Peng's body.

Chi Zhong's face turned even paler, and after a moment, he lowered his head and said no more.

"Cao Peng is lucky to be dining with you all today...but he will go to Luhun the next day, so he needs to return early.

Dear gentlemen, if we are destined to meet again, I would like to hear the master's Dharma, listen to the wonderful voice of the fairy, and of course the fairy music of Tzuyu."

Cao Peng drank three nobles in a row, said goodbye and left.

Shi A quickly stood up and followed closely behind Cao Peng.

Everyone couldn't help being moved by Cao Peng's heroism and left their seats one after another. Even Chi Zhong, who was dissatisfied, could only force himself to be happy at this time.

"This son will definitely become a great weapon!"

Xuan Shuo couldn't help but sigh when he heard Cao Peng's hearty laughter gradually fade away.

Glancing at the amorous Yue Guan, he suddenly sneered in his heart and returned to the old god's presence before...

Cao Peng laughed and left, boarding the chariot, but he still couldn't help but chuckle.

I wonder if Tang Bohu can still show off in future generations? Today's Chrysanthemum Anthem song can be regarded as the achievement of the Chrysanthemum Fairy Juhuaguan.

As everyone knows, in later generations, chrysanthemums have profound meanings.

At that time, how will people judge this chrysanthemum fairy?

The more he thought about it, the more interesting it became to Cao Peng, who couldn't help laughing in the car. Outside the car, Xia Houlan and the two Fei Jing guards had blank expressions on their faces. They also couldn't figure out what was so good about Cao Peng.

What on earth was Peng laughing about in the car? Could it be that he encountered something ridiculous at White Horse Temple? However, as a general, he would not ask about the affairs of his master's family, so he could only keep it in his heart.

Exit White Horse Temple and walk slowly along Guan Road.

The Luoshui River surges all the way to the east.

In the night, Beimang Mountain towers like a huge barrier.

Cao Peng stopped laughing, took a deep breath, and leaned against the car wall, feeling a little drowsy.

I drank too much!

In the end, the three princes were in my stomach, I was a little anxious!
To be continued...