Chapter 19 Brother Song's Poems

When drinking for the first time, polite words are inevitable. Brother Song took three glasses of wine, the first one, and wished the present day a long life and a healthy life, and that Gao Qiu and the other four treacherous ministers would die soon. This is a toast that Brother Song must say every time he drinks. I can't help laughing every time. I really don't know how the old emperor will feel after hearing it. For the second cup of wine, I welcome Mrs. Gu to join the promising banditry industry, saying that this industry can support the bold and starve to death the timid, and encourage her to harden her heart, try to kill people, and set fires as much as possible...

Mrs. Gu said that she used to be a hotel owner, and she was not familiar with the rules of this industry. She hoped that Brother Song would help her a lot in the future. For the third cup of wine, Mrs. Gu is welcome to choose Liangshan in the fierce competition. Brother Song listed Liangshan's performance in recent years, defeating Zengtou City, Zhujiazhuang and other imperial certification units, and successively annexed Qingfengzhai, Er Longshan, Taohuashan and other mountain tops, the next goal is to strive for imperial certification. Mrs. Gu thanked Liang Shan for taking her in and gave her a chance to show her abilities. She vowed to live up to Brother Song’s expectations, get up early to rob, sleep late to steal, and become a qualified robber as soon as possible.

After three rounds of wine, five tastes of food, you come and go, the more you drink, the higher the level, a group of people start talking nonsense. One advantage of being drunk is that you can lie there and quietly watch other people's ugliness. Jiang Jing put his arms around Wu Yong's shoulders, and said drunkenly that he was also very surprised by the arrangement of the cottage. He didn't intend to steal Wu Yong's job. He happened to be free... Wang Xiaohu took Le He's hand and said that women are unreliable... Sister-in-law Gu praised Brother Song for his generosity and generosity, and Brother Song was disgusting and dead, and praised Sister-in-law Gu for being rich and dignified, with a big heart and a fat body. I couldn't help but go outside and vomit faintly...

When I went back to the room, Brother Song was drunk again, this guy has not changed his temperament, he will write poems when he is drunk, and he will get angry when he thinks about it. If he didn't write poems indiscriminately, I guess I would be promoted to the dean by now. Wang Xiaohu handed over the pen and paper he had prepared a long time ago, with a flattering smile on his face. Brother Song used Jiu Jin to write a poem: "The starry sky is very blue, a Milky Way divides two sides, this side is the sky, and the other side is also the sky..." Wu Yong was the first to applaud, saying that this poem is neat and meaningful, and has the style of Li Taibai. Then he kept sighing, saying that he had read sage books for more than ten years in vain, and he was not one or two points worse than Brother Song...

Mrs. Gu and Wang Xiaohu also praised Brother Song as an unborn literary genius... Lehe immediately composed a song and compiled it into a song, singing in rhythmic rhythm. I secretly scolded Wang Xiaohu in my heart: You don't know a single fucking character, if you know a fart, you know how to flatter!Before I left in the evening, I asked for the poems and said that I would study them carefully when I went back. Brother Song was very happy and patted me on the shoulder and said that young people should study hard.But the words turned around and said: That's that, I will definitely live up to Brother Song's cultivation!

After I came out, I went straight to Zhu Wu's place. This fellow was looking at erotic pictures. I handed him the poem and asked him to comment. Zhu Wu cast a glance, and scolded: What kind of nonsense poetry is this, if you want to rhyme or not, if you want to rhyme or not, if you want to rhyme or not, it's just nonsense... This guy scolded for a long time before he felt something was wrong, and asked which birdman did it? I said that Brother Song did it. The fellow stood there for a full minute, with his mouth wide open, like a dying catfish, he lowered his head and read the poem again, then suddenly slammed the table and said in surprise: "Oh!Just now I was confused and didn't see it, this poem is really mysterious, the surface is simple and easy to understand, but in fact there is a hidden mystery, not only contains philosophy, but also...

I laughed out loud, said my goodbyes, and looked up at the sky. The sky tonight was really blue.