My Cold and Beautiful Wife

1981

Ye Fan let out a burp, then pushed aside the people who were supporting him.

"I'm not drunk! A bunch of idiots, what are you arguing about!? " Ye Fan pointed at the group of scholars present and immediately shouted.

"How dare you!" How dare he go crazy from alcohol!? Both His Highness Duke Qi and the Imperial Tutor are not here!? "

"Catch him!" "This thief deserves to be punished!" … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … …

Behind them, Su Qingxue, Ye Xianqing, and Ye Danchen's faces turned pale and their hearts leaped into their throats.

Ye Fan, however, did not care at all. He pointed at the sneering Su Painting Fan and sneered, "Hey! The number one genius of the Imperial City, right …

"Prince Consort Ye, you're drunk. I won't lower myself to your level …" Su Tong had a victorious smile on his face as he spoke in a calm and composed manner.

"Haha …" "You're saying that you're rebelling, right? It's your father who doesn't want to lower himself to your level!"

Ye Fan, his eyes hazy and intoxicated, shook his head, sighed and said, "You touched your own conscience, and asked yourself..." With your level, you can write those poems? "

Su Painting scoffed. "I can't do it. Could it be that Prince Consort Ye can only punish himself with three cups of wine?"

"Exactly! Other than drinking, one would go insane from alcohol … "

"After all, he's an alcoholic. It's really hard for him to compose a poem …"

"What alcoholic maniac, he's just a alcoholic maniac!"

Ye Fan sneered a few times. At this moment, he felt the world spinning in front of his eyes. All kinds of complex emotions surged into his heart, and his blood rushed into his head!

"Ye Danqing!"

Ye Fan shouted loudly, giving everyone a fright!

Ye Danqing, who was worried for him, shivered and shouted: "He's here!"

Ye Fan casually waved his hand, pointed back at him and loudly said, "Remember this well, I will only recite it once!"

"Huh?" Ye Danchen and many other people present did not react in time.

On Ye Fan's side, he unceremoniously grabbed a glass of wine from the side, and after drinking half a cup of the Thousand Day Drunk, he threw the cup, and wiped his mouth.

"The clouds are thin and the stars send their hate! "The Yin Han's long distance movements …"

The moment the first few words left his mouth, the noise in the hall immediately disappeared!

Ye Fan only opened his mouth, and everyone was stunned!

Ye Danqing also suddenly woke up from her stupor. Just what did she want him to remember? She quickly turned her head and started to write rapidly!

"... When the jade dew met the metal wind, it won countless times in the world!

Gentle as water, sweet as a dream, endure the trip back to the Magpie Bridge!

If the two feelings exist for a long period of time, then how would it be possible for the day to fall and the night to come! "

With that said, everyone present felt goosebumps!

On and off the stage, the women were all drunk, their bright eyes revealing countless stars!

Even Gu Qing used a gaze that was as if he was looking at a stranger to look at the man …

They had waited bitterly for this to happen, but these few lines of poetry already made them feel that everything was worth it!

Without a doubt, the famous ancient texts had appeared once more!

Tutor Zhang trembled all over as the wine in the cup in his hand spilled out!

The contemptuous gazes from Lu Xin, Baili Qingtian, and the others had also turned as dumb as wooden chickens. At the same time, they were filled with disbelief!

The Su Painting Fan that was facing Ye Fan, after a moment of shock and fascination, his face instantly turned deathly pale...

"This... It's the love between a man and a woman that you want! "

Ye Fan's gaze swept across everyone at the scene, immediately picked up another cup of wine, and drank it all in one gulp!

"When will the moon be bright? Ye Zichen asked the blue sky. I wonder what year it will be.

I want to ride the wind and go home, but I am afraid of the beauty of the palace and the cold of the high places. If one dances to make out the shadow, why does it seem like he is on earth?

It was difficult to complete the story of the people who had their sorrows together and the moon that was full and round. Wishing him a long life, a thousand miles in total!

… …. This! This is the homesickness that you all want! "

A shattering sound rang out as the wine cup in Tutor Zhang's hand fell to the ground!

All the old teachers and scholars were trembling from head to toe, their lips turning white!

Su Painted Fan's legs went limp and he collapsed onto the ground. His blood felt cold all over, but when he recalled Ye Fan's poems, he also felt as if his blood was about to combust!

Pairs of burning gazes were fixed on Ye Fan, one by one their distrustful gazes turned into fanatical worship!

He wanted to vent! He wanted to let go!

"Wine!" Ye Fan shouted drunkenly.

The Qi King, Su Qi, squinted his eyes, poured the wine himself, then handed it over!

"Life is full of joy, do not let the Golden Gourd face the moon …

Long winds send autumn geese, for this can be a high-rise...

Suddenly, like a spring breeze blowing, thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloomed …

Searching, cold, miserable...

One sentence after another, one song after another!

It would have been fine if there were only one or two of these, but the problem was that to others, they might not be able to produce any masterpieces, and Ye Fan could do them with ease!

The works of countless peerless scholars and heroes were like one heavy punch after another, viciously pounding the hearts of everyone present!

"Hold on … Slow down! Ye Fan! "I can't remember!" Ye Dingqing and the other scribes were all dumbfounded. This was the first time they saw someone composing a poem this quickly!

Each of Ye Fan's verses directly hit the hearts of people, giving them a thrill on one side, but they also had to write it down. It was too difficult!

Tutor Zhang was so anxious that his face was flushed red. He loudly reminded Ye Fan. After all, Ye Fan had said it just now. He would only recite it once!

All of a sudden, Lin Langtian's meeting had become a stage for Ye Fan alone. Everyone was like a bookkeeper, listening to the Young Master's poems, and they quickly bowed their heads in submission!

The bunch of scholars present could not bear to miss a single word of these lines!

Su Qingxue, Sang Yanqing, and the other girls were mesmerized as they looked at the arrogant figure that was reciting poems in drunkenness.

Gu Qing clenched his skirt tightly. His eyes were moist, and his mind was filled with countless thoughts as he stared fixedly …

"Ten years of life and death is boundless. Don't think about it. He would never forget it …

His clothes were slowly being untied, and he was becoming haggard for Yi Xiao's sake.

Sparse shadows spread across the surface of the water. A faint fragrance wafted through the night …

The more Ye Fan recited, the more comfortable he felt. Drinking a lot, he also felt dizzy, but he still felt full!

He was no longer homesick. He started reciting whatever came to mind!

Many pairs of eyes that were burning with admiration were filled with regret for their misunderstanding!

This time, no one would doubt anything!

"Emotions since the ancient injury separation, even more so that cold autumn festival! Where did the wine wake up this night?

After he finished reciting the words, Ye Fan staggered, and walked in front of Su Painting Fan, and poked his forehead with his finger ….

"Poetry is born from the heart … You. "I am unable to produce a good poem …"

The entire arena was deathly silent.

"Err …"

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