Advent of the Heavenly Demon

"Oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases, And never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!. Since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed!, Spin a thousand of pieces of silver, all of them come back! !"

In the banquet hall, the noise ceases and the silk and bamboo cease.

Only Ni Kun’s increasingly passionate chanting sound echoed in the banquet hall accompanied by the rustling of Commander Zhou’s Dragon Snake.

"Senior scholar, Commander Zhou, Bring in the wine, the cup does not stop..."

Princess Changle's back straightened, her upper body leaned forward unconsciously, becoming more and more lining It made her full-minded, and she was about to break out. The dazzling eyes were shining, and there seemed to be only Ni Kun's heroic, upright and energetic silhouette in his eyes.

When Ni Kun was chanting poems, his tone was generous and his eyes were overwhelming. He glanced all around, pressing all the guests so hard to raise their heads, but he just didn’t look at Princess Changle. Teach Princess to bite her silver teeth secretly, show her hands tightly, and feel annoyed in her heart.

"...The emperor used to feast on Yuntai and fight for a thousand times. What is the master's word for less money? You must sell the right to the king."

Original poem this The sentence is "Chen Wang used to feast in peace". In this world, there is no allusion that Chen Wang and Cao Zhi were optimistically putting wine in Ping. Ni Kun was changed to "The emperor used to feast on Yuntai". An allusion to banquet guests at the "Yuntai" dedicated to entertain the Qi Refiners of Great Zhou party.

"My flower-dappled horse, My furs worth a thousand, Hu'er will exchange for wine..."

When I said this sentence, Ni Kun took a golden bottle, After pouring a glass of fine wine, he finally turned his attention to Princess Changle. The overbearing eyes narrowed and became slightly moist, and a smile swept across the corners of his mouth. He walked forward to the Princess seat, under the eyes of the two secret guards on the left and right of Princess, with both hands. Passing the golden bottle, his voice is deep and mellow, and his voice is full of magnetic chanting:

"Sell with you...... Ten thousand, ancient, sad."

In his warmth With a slightly hot, aggressive look in her eyes, listening to his low, magnetic, deep male voice, watching his unrestrained smile, Princess Changle's breath suddenly choked slightly, and her heart was pounding. Get up, the trace of dark annoyance before, like snow meeting the scorching sun, quickly melted.

Her hibiscus jade face was covered with blushes, stretched out a slender and glittering hand, took the golden bottle, and under Ni Kun’s smiling gaze, she held the bottle in one hand, and raised her sleeve to cover her face, sipping lightly. Take a bite.

With just one sip, it seems to have a sense of wine. Princess has a pretty face, with red clouds, bright eyes, and waves.

Seeing that Princess actually took Ni Kun to toast, and did not hesitate to take a sip on the spot, the guests in the room were all stunned and jealous.

Several young, talented people who have dreams about Princess in their hearts, their cheeks flushed even more, they clenched their teeth, and tightened the wine glass in their hands, looking towards Ni Kun, their eyes seemed to change. It became a sharp knife.

Han Lin, who was publicly humiliated by Ni Kun composing poems on the spot, and poured a jar of wine from head to toe, was already so angry that he couldn't even speak.

Seeing Princess drank Ni Kun and toasted, but staring at him "with affection" and "eyebrows" with him, Han Lin felt ashamed and mad.

He deliberately smashed his anger and vented his anger. He also wanted to summon the guard. He killed Ni Kun and threw him into the lake. He could see the two secret guards behind Princess, who went online sensibly and forced himself to restrain himself. Lived in my heart to destroy the desire to vent.

At this moment, Ni Kun suddenly hands behind ones back, turned around, looked around in the hall, and said lightly:

"This song Bring in the wine, of course, is also bought with money What do you think?"

Bought it?

How is it possible!

Where can I buy poems of this level like Bring in the wine?

This is a masterpiece that is enough to spread the world, and even sing for future generations and eternal beauty.

The literati who can make such poems can be called literary magnates. How can they sell their poems?

Don’t the original author himself want to be famous?

This kind of poem purchase is impossible.

Forcibly plagiarizing, it is possible that the original author will kill a witness to silence them.

The problem is that Ni Kun is famous for poems appearing in front of Princess, and impossible will no longer write poems in the future.

Princess Changle is not a fool.

If Ni Kun will no longer be able to do the same as today, he will write poems such as Chanting the Willow, Dapeng Rises with the Wind in One Day, Bring in the Wine, etc., even the first limericks. ……

Princess Changle doubts the true level at all, but if it’s more serious...

He doesn't want to keep the guy who eats?

No one believes that Ni Kun is a fanatic who makes a name for himself and doesn't even want his life.

Furthermore, his poetic talent lies not only in Yong Liu and Bring in the wine.

Only when he scolded Han Lin, when he scolded the two middle-aged and elderly literati, he was also speaking like a printed book, and it became a poem in an instant, and even said "The Dapeng rises with the wind in one day, soaring upwards 90,000 miles." This is enough to circulate famous lines from later generations.

No one believes that he can even copy the poems that swear at scenes in advance.

Therefore, everyone in the hall only acted as Ni Kun this remark, which was a mockery of their questioning of "buying poems", and they did not dare to refute it at all.

I was afraid that he would throw out a few good poems on the spot, and slapped his face in public-he was slapped with poems on the spot, and in front of Princess, his face was swollen and his face was swept away, not to mention his reputation. But it will be passed down to later generations along with Ni Kun's poems.

Like Han Lin, when Ni Kun's poems are spread, Third Young Master Han will inevitably be used as the background board of the poem, and it will be mentioned repeatedly.

A face is thrown into the mud and will be trampled repeatedly.

Han Lin obviously also thought of his fate.

I just feel that everyone present is staring at him with contempt, laughing at himself secretly-even if no one is looking at him at the moment.

The banquet hall can't stay any longer. Han Lin, who is sitting on pins and needles with a mans on his back, suppresses shame and resentment. He salutes Princess and utters hoarse words to quit:

"Princess forgive me, I am unwell, please retire first."

After speaking, I looked up and saw that Princess was still smiling at Ni Kun, not even a glimmer of the corner of her eyes fell on herself. On his body, his hands and feet were cold with anger, and his face turned pale, and before Princess responded, he stomped his feet and hurried out of the banquet hall.

The triumphant Ni Kun didn't even glance at Han Lin, then glanced at Princess, and slightly smiled at her. Only after Zhou Yan personally arranged Shi Shiran to take the seat.

The banquet will start again, and the silk and bamboo will rise again.

The Princess maid walks around the hall like a butterfly wearing flowers, serving wine and vegetables for the guests.

It's just that the atmosphere is slightly cooler than before.

The scholars who were still talking in front of Princess just now, vying to behave, are talking with each other at this time, and they dare not speak so loudly, for fear of attracting Ni Kun's attention.

Although he is afraid of his "poetry talent" and dare not ask any more questions for fear of being slapped in the face, the arrogance and xenophobia of the Jingcheng scholars will not change.

We are not targeting him, but you can ignore him!

For a while, no one talked to Ni Kun for a while, just as if he didn't exist.

Ni Kun was also happy, each minding their own business and tasting the fine wine and syrup brewed by Princess Mansion, all as a tooth-making sacrifice.

And Princess Changle does not seem to care about Ni Kun deliberately. When the other scholars made their remarks, they still paid attention to them.

Seeing that Ni Kun is no longer in the limelight, and Princess does not seem to pay too much attention to him, the minds of the scholars gradually become enthusiasm, their voices gradually become louder, and gradually they recover a bit The lively atmosphere before.

But no matter how eloquent the scholars were, they talked loudly.

Princess Changle paid close attention to the other scholars, but she still unconsciously turned her attention to Ni Kun frequently.

Even if Ni Kun doesn't say a word, he pours and drinks by himself, and no longer makes any surprising words.

Princess Changle's thoughts at this time will not be put on any other scholars.

……

Han Lin quickly walked out of the banquet hall, and suddenly two Han Family guards greeted him. Seeing that he was soaked and scented with wine, he couldn’t help asking astonished. Said:

"Third Young Master, what's the matter with you?"

Han Lin's eyes twitched slightly, gritted his teeth, and said nothing, until he left the Princess building. When he got on his own boat, he gritted his teeth and groaned blushingly:

"How dare you humiliate me in front of Princess and humiliate me...Ni Kun must die, I want him to die!"

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