At the end of the Sui Dynasty

Chapter 37
Prefect Lu shook his head again and again and said: "It's just nonsense, it's insulting to gentlemen, who is Gao Changqing?"

Gao Qingyuan was overjoyed, and immediately replied: "Master Lu, Gao Changqing just went downstairs to go to the toilet, and he hasn't turned back yet."

Yu Wenzhi and that bastard heard the words and said with a quacky laugh: "I guess I was bored and drank too much, and I was so suffocated, so I went to the toilet to solve it. From this, it can be seen that this poem is quite realistic. My son thinks it is very good, it is wonderful! Wonderful!"

There was another burst of laughter all around, this time even Gongsun Yingxiu couldn't help covering his mouth and laughing lowly, Yu Wenzhi and this guy were very proud of seeing this, although we don't know how to write poems, but being able to make beautiful women laugh is also a skill, isn't it?

Gao Kaishan was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get down, this brat would fix things, and this made Lao Tzu embarrassing, and a beating would be inevitable after returning home.

However, at this moment, Gao Bufan came back from going to the bathroom. As soon as his front foot stepped on the floor, he felt that the atmosphere was not right, because everyone's eyes were almost focused on him at once.

Gao Bufan's heart skipped a beat, what's the matter?He subconsciously looked down at his trousers, he didn't pee wet, he looked at the soles of his shoes, he didn't step on shit, why did he look at me like that?
Changsun Wugou couldn't help laughing when he saw Gao Bufan's expression and movements, but her family was strict, so she tried her best not to laugh out loud, her pretty face was flushed, and Gongsun Yingxiu next to her had already covered her mouth and laughed Shaking shoulders.

Prefect Lu almost couldn't hold back, tried his best to put on his old face, coughed lightly and asked, "Are you Gao Changqing?"

Gao Bufan cupped his hands and made a bow: "This junior is Gao Changqing."

"Come here!" Prefect Lu snorted coldly.

Prefect Lu would at best be a mayor in future generations, and his aura would naturally not scare him, so he walked over calmly and said neither humble nor overbearing: "I don't know what advice Master Lu has for you?"

A flash of astonishment flashed in Lu Taishou's eyes, this kid is okay, at least he is quite courageous, and he is so calm in front of this official, if it was someone else, he would have spoken twice, he snorted coldly and said: "Before the bed!" Bright moonlight, a pair of shoes on the ground. Raise your head to drink wine, lower your head to panic. Is this poem your masterpiece?"

Gao Bufan frowned secretly, and looked at Changsun Wuji and others in the distance, when he saw Gao Qingyuan's expression of gloating, he immediately guessed it, shook his head and said: "Master, This poem is indeed written by the younger generation, but it is estimated that others have misheard it."

Prefect Lu was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said, "What do you mean? Can your clan brother Gao Qingyuan wrong you?"

Gao Bufan smiled and said: "It's not wronged, it's just that the younger generation's brother suffers from ear problems, so he probably heard it wrong." After finishing speaking, he said calmly: "The moonlight in front of the bed is probably frost on the ground. Raise your head Looking at the bright moon, bowing your head and thinking about your hometown.”

puff……

Gao Qingyuan almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, Changsun Sheng spurted out a mouthful of old wine, and County Magistrate Zhou shook his hand and knocked over the inkstone.

Changsun Wugou's small mouth opened into an "O" shape, and Gao Shixiong's mouth also opened into an "O" shape, but the difference was that it could fit his own fist.

At this moment, almost everyone seemed to have been given a fixed spell. Only Gongsun Yingxiu looked at the handsome young man in front of him with interest. It was really interesting, but he changed it casually. Daya's doggerel turned decay into magic in an instant, and turned into a catchy masterpiece handed down from generation to generation.

Prefect Lu was stunned for a few seconds before he came back to his senses. He knew that Gao Bufan was making excuses, but he made up a poem to prevaricate him in such a short period of time. It can be seen that this son is quite quick-witted. Although it sounds straightforward and superficial, the more you taste it, the more flavorful it becomes. It's a little bit back to basics. It's catchy to read, with a strong sense of picture, vivid on paper. This is clearly a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation!

No, Li Bai's "Quiet Night Thoughts" has been recited for thousands of years, and it is known to all women in China in later generations. If it is not a handed down work, what is it?
Prefect Lu became more and more excited as he thought about it, and he had long since forgotten about the doggerel, pointing at County Magistrate Zhou and said urgently: "Hurry up, write it down quickly, little friend Changqing, what title do you use for this poem?"

Gao Bufan was a little flattered, and replied: "Sitting at night!"

Prefect Lu clapped his hands and said, "Okay, this poem has a good title, it's called Jing Ye Si, Mr. Zhou, write it down quickly, this poem is the best for tonight."

County magistrate Zhou quickly picked up the overturned inkstone, reground the ink and spread out the rice paper, and recorded it solemnly.

Gao Qingyuan heard that Prefect Lu rated Gao Bufan's poem as the best for the time being tonight, and his face turned ashen for a moment, which meant that he had no chance to be the leader tonight, unless he wrote another poem that was better than "Quiet Night Thoughts".

"Impossible, Gao Changqing doesn't know how to compose poems at all, so he must have plagiarized others." Gao Qingyuan's mentality obviously collapsed, and he planned to make Gao Bufan make a big fool of himself, but he didn't think he would make a big splash instead.

At this moment Changsun Wuji couldn't see it anymore, he frowned and said, "Since Brother Qingyuan said that Changqing's poem was plagiarized, then please tell me where the plagiarism came from? If you talk nonsense, it's not the work of a gentleman!"

Gao Qingyuan was speechless for a moment. This song "Thoughts at a Quiet Night" was written by Li Bai, a Tang Dynasty poet. He has not yet been born. He also invited people to live here, Gao Changqing doesn’t know how to compose poetry at all, but he himself admitted it, Jun Xian, you were there at the time, you can testify to me!”

Gao Junxian frowned and said: "Qingyuan, sit down quickly, don't mess around, that's too rude."

Gao Qingyuan obviously went all out, because now only if Gao Bufan can't compose poems can be proved, he won't be teased like a clown by everyone, so he said loudly: "Master Lu, Gao Changqing really can't compose poems, this is his own admission Yes, the juniors don't believe that he can compose poetry, unless he writes another good one, he is cheating!"

Gao Bufan couldn't help being secretly angry. For the sake of his family, he planned to save some face for the other party. Since he is so ignorant of flattery, he is not polite, and said lightly: "Yes, I said no. Can compose poems, but that’s just a modest rhetoric, I didn’t expect brother Qingyuan to take it seriously, you are so nonsense, it’s really insulting to the gentlemen, anyway, it’s just a poem about reciting the moon, it’s just like a toilet.”

Prefect Lu laughed and reprimanded: "The boy's tone is quite loud, so he chanted quickly."

Gao Bufan smiled and said: "A good poem must be matched with a good wine. I would like to ask Mr. Lu to give me a glass of wine."

"Give wine!" Prefect Lu ordered someone to bring a glass of wine to Gao Bufan, and said with a cold snort: "If you can't write good poems after drinking my good wine, you can just beat him out."

Gao Bufan took two steps with his wine glass in his hand, then looked up at the bright moon in the sky, put his foot into his posture, and then said slowly: "When will the moon come in the blue sky? I'll stop drinking and ask."

Gao Bufan's voice was up and down. As soon as this line came out, everyone in the room immediately sat up straight. As the saying goes, an expert will know if there is something as soon as he makes a move. Gao Bufan's two opening lines make even people who don't understand poetry instantly feel extraordinary.

"People can't get to the bright moon, but the moon walks with people." Gao Bufan recited the second sentence, which is also eye-catching, and quite philosophical, which makes people think.

Immediately after the third and fourth sentences: "Bright as a flying mirror facing Danque, the green smoke is extinguished and the brilliance is clear. But when the night comes from the sea, Ning knows that it will disappear in the clouds."

At this moment, everyone who understands poetry is shocked, especially Prefect Lu, who is already so intoxicated that the three long beards under his jaw are almost bald by him.

"White rabbit smashes medicine for autumn and spring, who is Chang'e living alone next to? Today's people don't see the moon in ancient times, but this moon once illuminated the ancients." Gao Bufan held a wine glass and paced back and forth, his voice suddenly raised a lot.

As soon as these two sentences came out, many people present stood up excitedly, their expressions were as if they saw a ghost, Prefect Lu shook his hands, and he snapped off a few beards!
"People today don't see the moon in ancient times, but the moon used to shine in the ancients." Gongsun Yingxiu sighed and murmured: "Just one sentence, tonight's leader is determined!"

The eldest grandson Wugou pursed his mouth lightly, silently staring at the handsome young man who was holding a wine glass in his forehand and walking in the moonlight, he felt a little hard to himself for a while!
At this moment, Gao Bufan stopped suddenly, his sword eyebrows frowned, and he didn't continue to chant for a long time, Changsun Wugou's heart involuntarily raised, is it stuck?
Gao Gaoyuan, who was already ashen-faced, couldn't help feeling a glimmer of hope, secretly clenched his fists, and said silently: "God bless, I hope Gao Changqing has no inspiration, and finally wrote a poem with a missing tail!"

The most nervous person in the audience was Prefect Lu. He was indeed a true poet. If such a masterpiece had no beginning and no end, it would be a pity and a heartbreaking poem.

Gao Bufan wanted to continue pretending at first, but found that Prefect Lu was staring at him, as if if he didn't speak again, his opponent would step forward to lick his mouth, and he quickly finished his chant: "If the ancients and today's people Flowing water, and the bright moon are all like this. I only wish that when the song meets the wine, the moonlight will always shine in the golden cup!"

--call!

Prefect Lu let out a long breath, patted his chest and said rudely: "Stinky boy, you want to suffocate me to death, your uncle!" After finishing speaking, he laughed out loud!
(End of this chapter)