Chapter 239 The Way of Hating People and Gods Is Different
Everyone was shocked when Li Fan saw the drunken eyes.
Li Fan is so arrogant?
What he implied was no longer as simple as looking down on Li Jiangbai. He was despising the people in the audience, and even the people in the world! Lin Jianshen looked like he moved, staring at Li Fan, thinking about it, and murmured: "Extraordinary demeanor."
Under everyone's gaze, Li Fan drank a roar. He drank three pots of wine in a row, allowing his drunkenness to invade himself, and then said loudly: "If the sky does not love wine, the wine star will not be in the sky.
If the earth does not like wine, there should be no wine spring in the earth.
Since heaven and earth love wine, love wine is worthy of heaven.
I have heard that the clear and saint are more saints, and the Tao is more turbid and as wise as the wise.
Since the wise and saints have drunk, why bother to seek the gods and immortals?
Three cups lead to the road, and one bucket combines nature.
But if you have the pleasure of drinking, don’t spread it to those who wake up.”
But when I heard this in a flash, the scene was already shocked.
There are countless people drinking in the world, but how many people can go up and down to the world and be happy?
Can it be compared to the free and easy wantonness of "love wine is worthy of heaven"?
Li Fan sang endlessly: "When will the moon come in the blue sky?
I'll stop drinking and ask.
People cannot get the bright moon, but the moon moves with them.
As bright as a flying mirror approaches the Dan Palace, the green smoke disappears and the clear light is shining.
But when I saw Xiao coming from the sea, I knew that it was not in the clouds.
The white rabbit pounds medicine and falls back to spring. Who is Chang'e's neighbor?
People today do not see the moon in ancient times, but the moon once shines on the ancients.
The ancients and modern people were like flowing water, and they all looked at the bright moon.
I only wish that when singing and drinking, the moonlight shines in the golden cup."
There are so many ups and downs in the world, but how many people can feel about the past and present, and lie drunk on the long river?
How many people can chant the loneliness of the clear autumn of "Now people do not see the moon in ancient times, but today's moon once shines on the ancients"?
"I live in Beihai and Jun Nanhai, and I can't send a letter to you.
A glass of wine with peach and plum blossoms, a ten-year lantern for night rain in the rivers and lakes.”
Li Fan drank another glass of wine into his stomach and poetry came out of his mouth.
Even if there are so many beautiful things in the world, how can you fight against the affair of a glass of wine to the night rain in the world?
“There are many tomb fields on the north and south hills, and the Qingming Festival worship is full of sacrifices.
Paper ashes fly into white butterflies, and tears and blood dye red cuckoos.
The fox sleeps on the tomb at sunset, and the children laugh at the lights when they return at night.
If you have wine in life, you should be drunk. How can a drop of wine reach the nine springs?"
After parting with life and death, what kind of pain is there that is more unbearable than lonely underworld?
What other things can comfort the difference between life and death better than fine wine?
"The luminous cup of grape wine, and the pipa is about to drink.
Don’t laugh at me if you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from the battles in ancient times?”
The strong heart is fierce and the mountains and rivers are like blood. What kind of gift is better than the drunken smoke when you wrap a horse's body?
Li Fan sang wildly, his poetry was like a waterfall, the whole audience was silent, and he was speechless for a while.
Everyone has been completely immersed in it, the spirit is robbed by it, and the energy is controlled by it! Even if you look at Daxi, how many days will there be such famous works that have been passed down through the ages in 360 days a year?
Which song does not shock the world and spread to the world?
But today, the peerless poems pour out like a waterfall, and famous quotes from all ages run wildly like flowing water! Who can not be shocked by it, and who can not be shocked by it?
This is the admiration of peerless art and the surrender of the eternal talents! Li Fan was drunk and felt a sense of depression in his heart, like a thorn in his throat, and he didn't vomit, and he took the wine pot and drank wildly. The rising place was like a rushing flowing, and the sound was loud: "Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flowing to the sea and never returns.
Haven't you seen that the mirror in the high hall is sad and the white hair is as white as black hair in the morning, and the evening turns into snow.
You must be happy when you are in a happy life, and don’t let the golden cup face the moon empty.
I was born with my talents and I would be useful, and I would come back after all my money was lost.
It is fun to cook sheep and slaughter cattle, and you must drink three hundred cups of it at a time.
Master Cen, Danqiu Sheng, don’t stop the glass when you are about to drink.
I will sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.
Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not expensive, I hope I will never wake up again after being drunk.
Since ancient times, all sages were lonely, and only those who drink were left with their names.
King Chen had a banquet for Pingle in the past, and he ate a lot of fun and cheerful wine.
What does the owner say is that he has little money? He has to buy it and drink it with you.
A rich horse, a thousand gold fur, and a man will be given a good wine, and will be sold with you forever sorrow!"
The lingering sound is lingering around the beams.
For a moment, the whole audience was silent and the fragrance disappeared.
The Qin Mansion was silent, the wine glass stopped, and the voices had disappeared. At this moment, the whole world seemed to be deadly silence that returned to nothingness. All people, all voices, and all distracting thoughts were forgotten! Everyone present was already lost, and there was a kind of intoxication and immersion on their faces! Even a martial artist like Helian Chengpo was already sighing at this moment, and he had a lot of memories in his eyes, which seemed to have a sense of silence.
"Don't laugh at me when I sleep drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from the battles in ancient times..." At this moment, he remembered a lot, which was the bitter drink in the northwest wolf camp, a bowl of strong wine before going to the battle, and a grief of returning from the broken horse... "A cup of wine for the spring breeze of peach and plum blossoms, and the night rain in the rivers and lakes for ten years..." People with ups and downs showed emotion in their eyes, as if they were in their throats, they could not extricate themselves.
"If you have wine in life, you should be drunk. How can a drop of it reach the nine springs..." An elderly man seemed to see the desolation behind him and the loneliness of the lonely grave. For a moment, his heart was ashamed to death, and his expression was sad.
"You must be happy when you are in a happy life, and don't let the golden cup face the moon empty.
I was born to be useful, and I will come back after all my gold is gone..." A young man with a heart, muttered and sang, feeling his energy surged into the sky, and in a flash it seemed like drinking mellow wine, as if he had been swallowed and swept... More people were immersed in the spirit of "The water of the Yellow River comes from the sky, flowing to the sea and never return", and were obsessed with the ancient passion of "the five-colored horse, a thousand gold fur, and shouting that he will exchange for fine wine, and extinguish the eternal sorrow with you"! Qin Shangran was already stunned, completely stunned. He looked at Li Fan as if he was looking at a monster... Wang Zhirong looked shocked, and he was completely lost, as if he was being pulled into his soul! In Helian Xiyue's beautiful eyes, the kind of mixed appreciation, admiration, and even a hint of admiration was speechless. She stared at Li Fan, and she had never seen such a yearning look on her peerless face.
Xu Yuanming and the top ten talented men in Xijing were as stupid as a wooden chicken.
Wang Tianteng and many handsome men in Yangzhou were like petrified! Even though his mind was as deep as Zhou Wenyuan, he was speechless at this moment, as if he saw a monster, his eyes were extremely complicated and he could not say anything! Only Zhao Xuening, who looked at Li Fan's beautiful eyes at this moment, had already shined in his eyes.
In her eyes, there is love without any impurities.
And pride, pride, and comfort.
...As the audience was quiet as if they were dead, a lonely applause suddenly rang out.
The applause came from Lin Jianshen on the main table.
In his old eyes, there was such pure appreciation, without any other emotion, and a smile on his lips.
His applause suddenly pulled everyone in the banquet back at this moment.
A thunderous applause followed Lin Jianshen and a loud bang! The countless people present even discussed the discussion at this moment! "Li Fan... is so amazing, the real God of poetry, the God of poetry!"
"I understand what it means to be a natural success in articles, and I got it by my own hand! These articles are definitely from his own hands!"
"There are so many masterpieces that have never been heard of in Xi'an. Today, it was chanted by one person. This boy is truly a talented person, knowledgeable and well-versed in the past and the present, and can be called the most talented man in the world!"
For a moment, everyone who was still questioning just now praised it madly at this moment! "Oh my God, this is a genius, enough to be a poetic god! If I could get any poem he chanted just now, it would be enough to leave a name in Daxi's history!"
"Every poem is a masterpiece, and Li Fan's talent is terrible..." "Even if the poems like this are combined with the nine Hanlin elders and exhausted their entire life, it is probably difficult to get so many outstanding works!"
No one questioned it anymore.
Almost everyone was shocked by Li Fan's continuous explosion-like poems.
"The fragrance...the fragrance is burning!"
At this time, a young man suddenly spoke and pointed at the incense.
The incense has burned out! "Li Fan just now, and he sang loudly, and he didn't give Master Li time to react..." "Don't deceive himself, it's impossible to write so many poems by Li Fan..." "Master Li... This time I met a monster!"
For a moment, everyone spoke.
Zhou Wenyuan, Wang Zhirong and others also changed their faces suddenly! It's over! Even they were already attracted by Li Fan's poems and immersed in them, completely ignoring the competition! "No, no!"
Zhou Wenyuan suddenly shouted, his face frightened, and said, "Li Fan...Li Fan broke the rules, he didn't win, he didn't win!"
He panicked.
At this moment, he was completely panicked! This means that he really was going to fail, and he failed in all directions! "Yes, Li Fan did not give Master Li time to react. He rushed to recite poems by himself. No wonder Master Li at all!"
Wang Zhirong also hurriedly spoke, saying, "Mr. Lin, you need to be clear and make the decision!"
For a moment, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Jianshen.
Lin Jianshen, how will he make a decision?
At this moment, everyone had already deeply felt Li Fan's extraordinary poetic talent. In their hearts, there was an answer to who would win and who would lose.
However, Li Jiangbai is a master after all, and one of the nine Hanlin elders, how could they dare to make it clear?
Moreover, according to the rules, it is true that after Li Fan recites a poem, Li Jiangbai should have thought about the poem... But Li Fan did not give the other party time just now, and what Zhou Wenyuan and Wang Zhirong said was also true.
So, everyone was waiting for Lin Jianshen! Lin Jianshen smiled slightly. During the whole process, there was a look of surprise and appreciation in his eyes, but he was not as deep as others. Instead, he was watching from afar. Until now, he was still calm.
He smiled and said, "It's very simple. Give Master Li another stick of incense to allow Master Li to recite poems and confront Li Fan. That's all."
As he said that, he looked at Li Jiangbai and said, "Master Li, what do you think?"
Everyone nodded. This was the most fair. Li Fan used a stick of incense and gave Li Jiangbai a stick of incense, which was also in line with the rules.
Fair! However, when Li Jiangbai heard this, his face looked tragic. In his old eyes, there was unprecedented despair and sorrow! "No need."
"I lost, I, Li Jiangbai, completely defeated!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a huge grief in his chest could not be suppressed, and turned into a mouthful of essence and blood, and instantly spurted out! "Puff!"
Chapter completed!