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Chen Lang couldn't help but exclaimed: "It doesn't feel like I am a little drunk!"

Cao Cao laughed and said, "This is the most wonderful part of this kind of wine! There is no hot feeling of strong wine, it seems very soft, but you will get drunk before you know it! This is like a hero, a real hero Just like this Du Kang wine, you don't usually feel his power, but when you realize that something is wrong, you are already done!" Chen Lang's heart moved and smiled: "Brother Meng De is like this Du Kang wine. Cao Cao laughed, "He who knows me, Brother Chen too!" Then he glanced at Chen Lang and said with a smile: "I think Brother Chen is the same Dukang wine!" Chen Lang picked up the bowl and looked at the clearness in the bowl. "I don’t know what will happen to you and me in the future?"

Cao Cao said: "I hope we can become a group of people!"

Chen Lang drank the wine in one sip and said with a smile: "It's not bad to be an enemy! If you don't have a comparable opponent in your life, wouldn't it be so boring!"

Cao Cao's eyes lit up and his thumbs up praised: "Brother Chen is so bold! If there is an opponent like Brother Chen, I will have no regrets in my life, Cao Mengde!" Then he picked up the wine bowl, raised his head, and laughed.

There was a mess of footsteps on the stairs, and then a man's voice came: "Meng De, you are so comfortable!"

Chen Lang and Cao Cao followed their prestige, and saw five or six men coming up. The two beards headed by them had a rich face, and the others were also extraordinary. Cao Cao laughed loudly and said, "It turned out to be Brother Benchu ​​and all my dear friends! I thought that you guys are conscientious in national affairs, not idle like me, I didn't expect to come here to drink in a hurry!"

Everyone laughed, came over, and sat down one after another.

Cao Cao pointed to Chen Lang and said to the people: "This is the famous Yingyang General Chen Lang during the Yellow Turban Rebellion." Everyone clasped their fists to bow, and Chen Lang replied. Cao Cao then introduced everyone to Chen Lang. They were Yuan Shao, Chen Lin, and others. They were mostly famous figures from the Three Kingdoms. Chen Lang had been admiring him for a long time.

Everyone didn't say anything about etiquette, and started drinking and chatting. After drinking for three rounds, Yuan Shao yelled: "Although the Yellow Turban Rebellion is settled, the eunuchs are still domineering, I'm afraid the bigger disaster is still to come!" Chen Lin and others couldn't help sighing. Cao Cao smiled and said, "Today I just drink and sing, not talking about national affairs." Everyone nodded. Chen Lin looked at Cao Cao and said, "I have heard that brother Meng De is a literary and martial artist, so please ask Brother Meng De to sing a song!" Everyone screamed.

Cao Cao laughed, picked up the wine bowl and stood up. After a little thought, he sang a cappella: "Going north to the Taihang Mountains, how difficult is it! Yangchang Sakazaka is wronged, and the wheels are destroyed. The trees are so sad! The north wind is sad. Xiong Feng squatted at me, tigers and leopards crowed on the road. There are few people in the valley, and the snow falls. He Feifei! I stretch my neck and sigh, and travel far and wide. Why is my heart depressed? I want to return to the east. The water is deep and the bridge is endless, and the middle road is wandering. There is no place to stay in the twilight. The days of travel are far away, and the horses and men are hungry at the same time. The sacredness is paid, the axe is the ice. The poem of sadness makes me sad."

After listening to it, Chen Lang found out that the people of this era did not recite poems, but sang them, as they thought later, and it was closer to the folk songs of later generations. This era is not so much singing poetry as it is singing fu.

Chen Lin admired: "Brother Meng De is really good literary talent!" Then she frowned, "It's just that this song is a little sad! I have a prose and I would like to share it with all my friends." Cao Cao said excitedly, "Kong Zhang's. The song must be extraordinary, sing it quickly!" Everyone urged.

Chen Lin smiled and said, "Now this song Fu is just a small fu." Then he sorted out his thoughts and sang a clear voice: "The wind and clouds are flying. The day is rising Suhui. Good friends invite me to visit. Gao Huiyan Zhongwei. The black crane floating in the clear spring. The beautiful tree glows in the green." Everyone beats the rhythm of the song, and listens mesmerizingly. Only Chen Lang is the only one who plays the piano to the cow. Chen Lang only listens to the beautiful song. I have to understand the meaning of a few sentences in it, the others are completely at a loss, and I don't know what it means.

The crowd sang while drinking, it was really unhappy.

A young son, accompanied by a book boy, went to the lobby downstairs. Xiao Er immediately greeted him. Seeing the son with red lips, beautiful appearance and slim figure, the book boy next to him is also with red lips and white teeth. He describes it as charming, and immediately understands which master and servant in front of him must be the daughter of the daughter who came out to play. He didn't dare to neglect immediately, he bowed and asked: "Does the son want to drink?"

At this moment, the voice of singing Fu came from the upper floor. The fake boy's eyes brightened immediately, and he asked curiously: "Who is up there?" Xiao Er quickly said: "It's Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, etc." The fake boy rushed upstairs, the fake book boy. Quickly trot and followed. Seeing this, Xiao Er smiled and ignored her.

The two masters and servants came to the second floor and followed the sound of singing fus, and they saw a large group of people sitting by the window singing fus. The fake boy found a place next to him and sat down, and the fake book boy quickly sat down with him. At this time, it was Chen Lin singing the Fu. After hearing this, the fake boy only felt a long and beautiful aftertaste, and could not help but sigh in a low voice: "I have heard that Chen Lin is a talented person. I saw it today and it is indeed a well-deserved reputation!"

auzw.com Cao Cao saw Chen Lang, the only one among the crowd, who didn’t seem to care very much. He couldn’t help but move his heart and asked with a smile: “Couldn’t Chen Lin’s poetry like this be in the eyes of Brother Chen? Is it?" Everyone looked at Chen Lang one after another. Chen Lang smiled and said, "Brother Chen Lin's song is so beautiful, I'm so intoxicated!"

Cao Cao rolled his eyes, and said in an angry manner: "Obviously it was insincere!" Then he smiled: "It seems that Brother Chen is not only amazing in his martial arts, but also has a horrifying literary talent! It's rare for everyone to be so happy today, Brother Chen shouldn't hide it. Let’s sing a song and let us all know and see!"

The people present were all fearing that the world would not be chaotic, and when they heard Cao Cao's words, they all roared.

Chen Lang smiled bitterly: "Where can I sing Fu!"

Cao Cao said in an unpleasant manner: "Brother Chen is wrong! Why be modest among friends!" Yuan Shao said, "Meng De's words are no longer right! Don't pretend to be humble, Brother Chen, and let us know. experience!"

Chen Lang still wanted to refuse, but suddenly his heart moved, and he secretly said: I don't know how to sing Fu. It is not a problem to sing. My title of ‘King of Sword Singer’ is not covered.

As soon as I thought of this, I did not refuse, and smiled: "Since you want to listen, I'll sing one! If it doesn't sound good, you can't laugh at me!" Everyone laughed, wondering what will happen later. Horn sound? In fact, everyone, including Cao Cao, didn't think that Chen Lang could sing Fu, it was just playing with Chen Lang. If you can see howling bears, it would be a worthwhile trip.

Chen Lang thought for a while, and said, "This poem I sang is called "Jing Loyalty and Serve the Country"." Everyone was taken aback, because listening to this posture, it seemed that there was something to be said.

Chen Langli coughed twice and cleared his throat. Everyone stared at him, curious and funny.

Chen Lang sang: "The smoke of the wolves rises, the country looks north, the wind blows up the horse and the sword air is like frost. The heart is like the yellow river and the water is boundless, who can fight against it in twenty years. The hatred and the madness of the sword, how much Brothers and loyal souls bury their bones in other countries, why not sigh to serve the country with a hundred deaths, and sigh with regret and speechless blood and tears. Horseshoe South goes to the north to look north, people look to the north to the green grass and yellow dust. Come congratulate!" The lyrics of this song are usually sung twice, but Chen Lang just sang it once and stopped singing it. It's not that he doesn't want to sing it, but the atmosphere in the restaurant is a little weird.

Chen Lang stopped, the restaurant was extremely silent, and everyone stared at Chen Lang with wide eyes. Chen Lang was a little worried, worried that people in this era didn't like the music of later generations, but he was afraid that he was in a big ugly!

The fake boy stared at Chen Lang with wide eyes, with an unbelievable expression. The wine glass in his hand slipped and fell to the ground with a snap. When everyone heard this sound, they immediately came back to their senses. Cao Cao was the first to shout excitedly: "Okay! Great! What a passionate song! I sang the voice of my generation!" The people in the restaurant also applauded and applauded, and many of them looked enthusiastic.

Chen Lin stood up and bowed to Chen Lang, admiring her infinitely: "Brother Chen is great, I admire you! Comparing the poetry of the inferior people to Brother Chen's poetry, it is simply a jackdaw compared to a phoenix. Better than Haoyue!"

Chen Lang couldn't help feeling ashamed, and hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "Smile!"

Yuan Shao glanced at Chen Lang with some jealousy, and said: "I didn't expect that Brother Chen not only martial arts, but also his literary talent! Yuan Mou admires! Brother Chen's martial arts is hard to say, but this literary talent, I'm afraid that there is no such talent today. People can reach it!" Everyone nodded in agreement, all admiring them very much.

Chen Lang smiled and said: "It's just a mere poem, you guys are so complimented, you really have no place to show yourself!"

Cao Cao picked up the wine bowl and said loudly, "Brothers, Brother Chen's "Jing Loyalty and Serve the Country" deserves to be confessed. Come on, let's do it!" Everyone picked up the wine bowls and raised their heads to do it.

"Miss," the fake book boy said to the fake boy on the opposite side. The fake boy was angry and said, "What young lady!" The fake book boy immediately realized that he had missed his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and said, "My boy, that person sings so strangely! The slave servant has never heard of it. , But it’s very nice! It’s very exciting!"

The false boy's eyes flashed brightly, and said: "I didn't expect that there is such a great talent in this capital besides Chen Lin! I don't know who he is?" As he said, his eyes couldn't help but look at Chen Lang. Only to realize that he is tall and tall and full of masculine temperament, he can't help but feel like a blush on his delicate face.