Zhang Lei is the mainstay of the literary world.

Chao Buzhi is good at prose and poetry.

Huang Tingjian, the founder of the famous Jiangxi poetry school, is a master of calligraphy.

Qin Guan, a representative figure of the graceful poet, is the famous Magpie Bridge Fairy, "As soon as they meet, the golden wind and jade dew, they will be more than countless people in the world. If the two loves last for a long time, they will not be together day and night!" It has been passed down through the ages.

These are all literary heroes who have been famous in history.

Although Wang Xiao was preparing to take the internal route this time, he would not dare to drink and drink tea with them for the sake of the next thing.

After saying a sin, Wang Xiao sat down at the table openly.

In the flower hall, there is the most famous girl Mingyue Pavilion in Zuiyue Pavilion playing the piano, and there are several companions on the side to accompany him.

Music sounds surround the beams and sounds are heard.

When Wang Xiao heard the introduction, he looked at the Mingyue girl in surprise. He remembered the Mingyue girl who was in the Dream of Red Mansions world before.

This stage name is really popular.

The girl in a long moon-white dress lowered her head and played the piano, unable to see her appearance clearly. Wang Xiao didn't care too much.

"Come on, Zihou. The wine here is good, you and I will drink it together."

Wang Xiao also refused everyone, and took the wine glass and suffocated it.

Huang Tingjian and others were stunned.

This wine is a secret of Yao family in the west of the city. It is so spicy and intoxicating. This cup is drunk in several times. It is the first time I have seen it.

"Hahaha~~~ Zihou Haomai. But I'm stingy. Come again!"

These people are all drunkards, so they don’t care that Wang Xiao is a white man. They are all senior officials in the court. They have enjoyed their drinking and are all heroic.

Qin Guan pulled Wang Xiao to fight for wine, Huang Tingjian started dancing when he heard the music, Zhang Lei insisted that Wang Xiao find a way to combine the two to create wine and tea.

As for Chao Buzhi, he had been lying under the table for more than twenty glasses of high-altitude wine with Wang Xiao at this moment.

It is said to be a high wine, but in fact it is only about thirty degrees. After all, the purification and distillation process is not that perfect.

But if you have a wine glass of two or three taels in a row, you will be really caught by someone who has a small amount of alcohol.

Huang Tingjian and the others originally thought that Wang Xiao made tea excellent, but other aspects were just average.

But when I was drinking and chatting, I was shocked to find that Wang Xiao knew a lot about the daily life of astronomy to geography, customs and customs, from poetry to songs, painting to music, and even the government affairs of the government.

Wang Xiao deliberately took it away. If he let go, he could faint from these people.

So much experience is not for nothing.

"If you want to talk about the graceful beauty of poetry, Hangou lay Buddhists are definitely the best."

Wang Xiao, who had drunk several pounds, was energetic and gave Qin Guan a thumbs up with admiration. "A poem about the Magpie Bridge Fairy, chanting the Chinese Valentine's Day. It tells all the joys and sorrows of Qingai in the world."

"Magpie Bridge Fairy?" Qin Guan, who was drunk and confused, hiccup and asked dizzyly, "What Magpie Bridge Fairy?"

"There are tricks on the clouds, the flying stars convey hatred, and the silver man is far away from each other."

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, it will be better than countless people in the world."

"Tenderness is like water, good time is like a dream, I can't bear to look at the road back from the magpie bridge. If the love lasts for a long time, how can it be with you day and night?"

Wang Xiao, holding the wine glass, sighed and said, "The deep love, the lofty intention, and the beautiful language are really endless aftertaste. Especially the last two..."

"good!!!"

Qin Guan roared, and Wang Xiao, who was so scared that he threw away the wine glass in his hand.

He was really unprepared. What should a few literati and musicians beware of?

Chao Buzhi, who was lying under the table, was so scared that he jumped up and almost overturned the wine table.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Chao Buzhi, who was confused with his eyes, got up and looked around.

Qin Guan, who looked extremely excited, shouted and said quickly the song that Wang Xiao said before. After that, he followed up with a sentence, "This is definitely a masterpiece that has been famous throughout the ages!"

Wang Xiao looked at Qin Guan blankly, not knowing what to say.

Brother, this is your representative work! What is the situation now!

The situation is actually very simple.

It is correct that Wang Xiao remembers that Queqiaoxian was a work by Qin Guan, but the problem is that it is now the eighth year of Yuanyou, and the work of Queqiaoxian was written in the fourth year of Shaosheng. When Qin Guan was demoted to commemorate a singer in Changsha on the Qixi Festival when Qin Guan was demoted to the editor-in-chief of Chenzhou, southern Hunan.

After four years of absence, Qin Guan, who was still in the stage of spring breeze, had no trace of this poem in his mind.

Unintentionally, Wang Xiao became his apprentice Wen Copyright again.

"Zihou is very talented."

"As soon as this word comes out, it will be difficult to write the Chinese Valentine's poems in the future."

"This poem has a deep friendship. I wonder which girl Zihou gave it to? Could it be that she fell in love with Miss Mingyue at first sight?"

Mingyue, not far away, stopped playing the piano, but got up and brought a glass of wine to Wang Xiao respectfully.

Wang Xiao (?), who has been in this kind of place, did not understand the rules here at all. He had never stored wine here.

Subconsciously took the wine glass, and then accidentally looked at the charming girl in front of her.

At about seventeen or eighteen years old, the long skirt on her body is elegant and simple, her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and her skin is as creamy as a skin. She is undoubtedly a first-class beauty.

Qin Guan and his men, regardless of their age, all showed ambiguous smiles on their faces and started to cheer, "Drink, drink quickly."

Always feeling that Wang Xiao was in a hurry and hesitated, and then drank the glass of wine in one sip.

"The bright moon thanks the young master for giving it to you."

The pretty face blushed girl Mingyue saluted Wang Xiao deeply.

This is Zuiyue Pavilion. Although the name sounds good, it is actually still three tiles and two houses.

It was a tradition of the literary people of the Song Dynasty that famous scholars recited poems and wrote essays and gave gifts to dancers on such occasions.

Poetry, songs and essays are good and bad. Although they will be grateful for the next one, there are worlds of differences in returns.

It's cliché, it's good to get a thank you.

If you have a little skill, the girl will come to give you a drink in person.

A good level of experience can be used to play tea, play the piano, etc.

As for those who are outstanding in their ability, it is also OK to be a guest who enters the curtain.

After all, the competition in this industry is also very fierce. Everyone is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they are all bright eyes and white teeth, and they are unparalleled in beauty.

Why do some people need dozens or hundreds of stakes to make a tea circumference, while others only have a few stakes?

The difference is of course the difference is that the reputation is different.

If you want to increase your reputation, asking famous scholars to write poems and sing them is the fastest shortcut.

Wang Xiao’s level of Magpie Bridge Fairy is not as good as the praises of Qin Guan, Huang Tingjian and others. For Mingyue, who has received training in literary cultivation in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child, she can still hear it herself.

This kind of top-level poetry is enough to get the most top-level rewards.

Seeing Mingyue taking paper and pen respectfully placed aside, Wang Xiao immediately understood that he had to write it out himself.

Since he had already done a copycat inadvertently, he couldn't help but pull Qin Guan's clothes and sway at this time, shouting you to wake up and sober up. This is your finished work!

Take advantage of it, take advantage of it, what's the big deal?

At most, he will find a way to help Qin Guan in the future, so as not to end up in the process of chewing coconuts in Qiongzhou.

Wang Xiao picked up the pen and wrote it out after sprinkling it.

Huang Ting, who was watching on the side, couldn't help but exclaim, "This hand is well written by Zhang Menglong Monument, and he is not much more than Mr. Dongpo."

As a literary master, Su Dongpo knows a lot of fonts, but his best practice is regular script.

Su Dongpo was a real genius, while Wang Xiao made perfect use of practice to accumulate completely through time.

After writing, Wang Xiao gave a generous signature to Miss Mingyue.

Then Qin Guan and the others stepped forward one by one, took pens and wrote their names on it, and even used a charm.

If this calligraphy can be passed down for thousands of years, it would be no problem to auction millions with these sticks and signatures.

Mingyue, whose pretty face was flushed, bowed deeply again and thanked her deeply, and then took the word carefully and seriously.

After a while, the manager of Zuiyue Pavilion came to thank him in person. He also brought precious wine and replaced the table again.

"Come on~~~"

I didn't know that this poem was originally his own Qin Guan, and held the wine glass and shouted, "For this poem, everyone will drink it!"

Another round of crazy drinks.

There is no doubt that Wang Xiao became the target of drinking.

Moreover, these famous scholars were not real at all. They poured wine quietly and sprinkled it directly in their sleeves, saying that they were just pretending to take a sip. They used all kinds of tricks.

If you really treat these celebrities as ancient people, you will be really drunk.
To be continued...