Three Kingdoms: I ran for my life all the way, but was forced to become the master of this world!

Chapter 347

As soon as Wang Jue appeared, the eyes of all the scribes lit up, and their interest was even higher.

"Thank you

Miss Wang!" "

Miss Wang is really a fairy!" someone couldn't help but praise her posture.

At this time, two more maids brought a guqin, Wang Jue gently plucked the strings, and the pleasant sound of the piano floated softly.

As the jade fingers flew lightly on the piano, the sound of the piano seemed to flow water, as if whispering, as if light smoke, slowly flowing into everyone's hearts, and blending with the mellow wine, making everyone feel a little drunk, and unconsciously chanted poems hanging on the wall.

After the end of the song, the drunkenness is even stronger, I don't know whether it is drunk, piano drunk, or intoxicated, one by one poetic hair, Wang Lian naturally provided pen, ink and paper, let everyone splurge on the expression.

However, it may be the reason for drinking, or it may be other reasons, and everyone can't write decent poetry for a while, and Wang Lian is somewhat regretful.

"Wang Gongzi can write such a good couplet, presumably he is better at writing poetry, I wonder if I can leave one?" Wang Jue suddenly looked at Liu Jue and said softly.

Wu Ran listened to Wang Jue's words, a faint cloud appeared on her face, and the change in her expression just fell in Wang Jue's eyes, and a provocative smile appeared on Wang Jue's face, but it was fleeting.

"Miss Wang is right, Brother Chengguang should make a poem!" Deng Zhi immediately agreed.

"Brother Chengguang's talent makes me admire, and I must make a poem today!"

"Prince, please compose poetry!" "

Please write poetry!"

everyone shouted through the wine.

"Brother Chengguang, please make a song!" Wang Lian's face was full of earnest hope.

Liu Jue smiled and stared straight at Wang Jue, who lowered his head shyly. Liu Jian felt proud in her heart, this little woman dared to fight herself, but she turned out to be so shy.

"Since the beauty is invited, how can there be any reason to refuse!" Liu Li stood up.

This sentence is a pun, and the scribes naturally understand that Liu Jue does not refuse to compose poetry, but Wang Jue heard the voice of Xuanwai, and his face turned even redder with shame, and his heart jumped suddenly.

Liu Jian paced lightly for two steps, stopped, and then came to the desk and waved his pen.

Several people came to Liu Jun and whispered

, "Outside the gate of Jingyuan,

come to travel from Shu Country." The mountains end with the plains, and the rivers flow into the wilderness. Flying mirror under the moon, Yunsheng Jiehai Tower. Still pity the water of the hometown, and send the boat away.

After Liu Jun finished writing, he put down his pen and looked at the somewhat demented people, and once again sincerely apologized to the poet Li Bai in his heart.

"Good poetry, good poetry!" Qin Mi was the first to exclaim.

"The poem of the prince can be called a classic!" "

The mountains end with the plains, and the rivers enter the great wilderness." The flying mirror under the moon, Yunsheng Jiehai Lou, the writing is too good!" Wang Jue read carefully, "The beautiful scenery in my heart has never been able to say. Wang Gongzi's poems are really the swan song of the ages!" Wu

Ran's eyes when he looked at Liu Jun at this time changed again, he knew that his husband Liu Jun had talent, and he was still shocked.

"Could it be that Chengguang is from Jingzhou?" asked Deng Zhi.

There is homesickness in the poem, and it is said that it is from Jingzhou.

"Exactly, from Xiangyang, Jingzhou!" replied Liu with a smile.

"I'm a new wild man in Jingzhou!

"Brother Chengguang, Brother Bomiao, I am also from Jingzhou, from Nanyang, Jingzhou!" said Wang Lian in surprise.

"It is a great blessing in life to know what is in another country!" said Liu Jun happily.

"How long has Brother Chengguang been in Yizhou, I don't know why?" asked Wang Lian.

"In January, I heard about the country of Yizhou Tianfu, with beautiful mountains and rivers, so I traveled here with my wife. Liu Qi replied.

"I came to Yizhou with my father when I was a child, and the memory of my hometown is already very vague. Wang Lian looked extremely melancholy.

"Long songs can be used as weeping, and looking far can be angelica, and my brother often goes upstairs to look at the distant sunset, looking at the sunset in the west and missing his hometown. I heard that now my hometown is under the rule of King Han and is very prosperous, and we also want to go back, but we have no relatives. Wang Jue came over and said softly.

"In fact, under the rule of the King of Han, this Yizhou will soon prosper, such as Xiangyang and Luoyang. Wu Ran said.

"Madame is right!" Wang Jue nodded, and the two women behaved very friendly at this time.

Talking about his hometown, Liu Jun thought of his previous life, although it was still the same place, but things were different from people. He remembered a poem by the Song Dynasty poet Li Miao, "Lovesickness," and recited it:

"People say that the sunset is the end of the world, and the end of the world is not seen at home." I already hate Bishan to block it, and Bishan is still covered by twilight clouds.

After the poem was recited , Deng Zhi, the Wang brothers and sisters, and even Wu Ran all read it softly and silently, and no matter how long they had been in Yizhou, they were all living in other places, which immediately resonated.

"Brother Chengguang's poem wrote the voice of my heart!" Deng Zhi sighed with emotion.

"Brother Chengguang's export made a chapter, which convinced me. Now in the world of Han, the only one who can withstand Brother Chengguang is the King of Han. Qin Mi's tone was very sincere.

"Yes

!" "Yes!"

everyone

agreed.

"Such a scene should be revealed!" proposed Wang Lian.

"As Brother Chengguang said, meeting the deceased in another country is a great blessing in life, and it should be revealed!" agreed Deng Zhi.

"With such a good poem, how can you drink it differently!" Qin Mi agreed.

"Good!" Liu Jun nodded.

Wang Lian, Deng Zhi, Qin Mi, Liu Jun and others began to drink and talk freely in a secluded private room.

Liu Jun came out for a long time, and under Liu Hu's reminder, he took advantage of the fact that it was too late and left the Drunken Immortal Tower.

And Wang Lian and the other three are still drinking.

"Brother Wen Yi, Brother Bomiao, what do you think of Chengguang?" asked Qin Mi.

"Talented, unmatched!" said Deng.

"Extraordinary temperament, great talent in the world!" said Wang Lian.

"Two brothers, how do you think his poems compare to King Han?" asked Qin Mi again.

"It's comparable, between the two of them. Deng Zhi replied.

"It's the same thing!" replied Wang Lian.

"Not bad, but it's similar!" Qin Mi nodded, "Those two feel that if a great talent like Brother Chengguang has been in Jingzhou, why hasn't he been an official? "

This..." After Wang Lian and Deng Zhi listened to Qin Mi's words, they suddenly found that there was indeed something strange.

It's not surprising if talent is buried elsewhere. But in Jingzhou, and in Xiangyang, the king of Han, Liu Jun, has a bright eye, knows how to use people well, and can meritocracy, how can he miss such a great talent?"

"I

thought that this prince was the King of Han!" Qin

Mi's tone was firm, and he could hear Wang Lian and Deng Zhi's ears like thunder.

"What? is King Han?"