"Second!Second! It's really second!"

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"Time passes like a flash of time, and things change in the blink of an eye, and the past is hard to keep. It's so sad. In these few sentences, a deep longing is revealed. The Duke is originally a person of temperament."

Xu Gan didn't know how many wonderful things he said, but finally said something serious, a bit like a flatterer.

Liu Yun stared at another fool like a fool, not knowing how to answer for a while, and suddenly he wanted to say something terrible.

Faced with a crazy guy like Xu Gan, Liu Yun could not organize any other words, and there was only one silly sentence to explain.

Didn’t this kid Xu Gan hear what he said actually was a question? He was asking if it was written by him.

Why do these two lines of poetry become Liu Yun’s? What a mess, and he is praised as a person with temperament.

What a fucking oop, you wrote this, brother.

but……

Liu Yun wanted to explain it seriously, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

This poem was written by Xu Gan after getting married, and it is normal for him to feel nothing now.

I still won't spoil it for him and told Xu Gan that it was actually written by him, and I won't be able to make a clear argument by then.

Liu Yun secretly complained in his heart, just to see what he would write to express his feelings when he parted with his wife.

But now that he has come to Liangzhou, he may not meet his former wife, and maybe he doesn't have to leave.

"Xu Gan, I heard that you are very famous in the local area, why did you think of coming to Liangzhou in this wilderness? Do you know that when you come here, your life trajectory will completely change in the future." Liu Yun was not interested in discussing literary poems with Xu Gan, so he decisively cut the topic. Flattery was very helpful, and he accepted it.

In the late years of the Han Dynasty, Liu Yun could say without any modesty that his existence was a real bug.

No matter who it is, as long as you stand by his side, even if you change your fate, the trajectory of your life will be completely changed.

If you are wrong with him, you will also change your fate. If you are not careful, you may die long ago.

Xu Gan was called one of the seven sons of Jian'an in later generations, and he should have relied on Cao Cao's camp.

However, he traveled thousands of miles across thousands of mountains and rivers to the land of Liangzhou. From now on, he was no longer the Xu Gan he used to be.

Xu Gan glanced at Gongsun Lu, snatched the wine bottle from Gongsun Lu's hand, and drank it all in one go. He said frivolously: "There is an old guy who sent me three letters in January. In the letter, he praised the Lord of the Mansion as the Lord of the Savior, a wise and virtuous person in the world, loves the people as his son, and his government is clear and clear, and he tried his best to lobby me to come. So I came. Along the way, the land of Hanyang has renewed weather and the scenery is different from other places, which is indeed very different from this messy world. However, if I meet the Lord of the Mansion today, I like the master of the Mansion even more."

The Seven Sons of Jian'an and the Seven Sages of Bamboo Forest are all arrogant people. They can accommodate mountains, rivers, rivers, but they cannot see worldly power. Reading on books is completely different from seeing real people.

Now that I have seen Xu Gan with my own eyes, Liu Yun finally has a relatively intuitive understanding of such people.

They have the capital of being proud, but their ability to govern the world is still to be discussed.

This kind of arrogance is a double-edged sword with a clear stand.

Is Ma Su arrogance who does not know the depth of the world? Yu Ji cannot recognize the arrogance of the world? Or should he learn from Cai Yong and Lu Zhi?

"I don't have any talent, but there are a few wrong poems in my belly. But if the people in the world are standing beside me by listening to my wrong poems, they may starve to death." Liu Yun said with a faint smile, with an intangible scrutiny in his smile.

Xu Gan raised his wide sleeves, raised his shirtless lying in the hall, posing like a sleeping position, with a half-dream and half-awake attitude, and said leisurely: "The fundamentals of the country lies in the people, the fundamentals of the people lies in people, and the fundamentals of the people lies in material desires. The Lord of the House must know his intentions deeply. If I want to be willing to assist me, it is not impossible. Do you dare to fight with me if you don't know?"

"How to fight?" Liu Yun's eyes were lowered, his eyes were as deep as a tunnel.

He actually doesn't like people who are too arrogant. Even if they are talented, they are like wild horses.

Where to run and what method to run is entirely up to your own personality.

But considering Xu Gan's reputation, Liu Yun was able to chat with him patiently.

To deal with such a arrogant guy, then just follow his preferences, why not fight poetry?

The kind of work of writing poetry is indeed not Liu Yun’s personal strength. When he sees the world and everything, he occasionally feels something, and his words are like damn, ox bi and so on.

But Liu Yun has read books, passed the exam, and can recite poems!

Xu Gan lowered his eyes and pressed his little finger against his nostrils as if no one was around, without any particularity.

After pondering for a long time, he suddenly stood up, sat cross-legged, and shouted loudly: "At the moment, the Lord of the Mansion can improvise a poem, let the mansion listen, if it is said to be called instant... No! Only by convinced and the mansion are willing to enter the mansion, and be willing to be the ruler of the mansion."

Liu Yun put down the wine bottle and chuckled. The battle of poetry was really casual and not difficult at all.

If ordinary people don’t have some real talent and knowledge, they may be really stumped by Xu Gan.

But this kind of thing doesn't work in front of Liu Yun. He has no real talent and knowledge, but he can recite poetry.

In order to cope with the exam, this was once a headache for Liu Yun, but now he must thank the poems he once memorized.

It is because of Xu Gan's reputation that Liu Yun gave him this face.

If he was Ma Su and others, then I was embarrassed. Liu Yun had already found a place for him in his heart.

The thieves in Heguan were wiped out by Gai Xun's army, and there should be many people who were shedding horses and cattle.

"I just had a heavy snowfall a few days ago, so I'll use snow, just say a few words. Spring rain and spring breeze can make a few nights, and the fragrance will turn and the powder will float. Come and try it out on the green branches, and the cold and crispy flowers will not disappear."

Cao Zhi became a poem in seven steps, and Liu Yun became even more arrogant. He sat firmly behind the desk. As soon as he drank a bottle of wine, the poem popped out of his mouth. It seemed that he didn't even think about it with his brain, and the poem became itself.

Xu Gan was stunned, and suddenly stared at Liu Yun like a cannibalist. His waist bent slightly, and his slightly opened mouth seemed to have not breathed out for a long time.

Liu Yun slowly filled the wine again, picked up the wine bottle, pointed at Xu Gan, and shouted, "How? If it is not enough, there is still! Listen carefully. Sitting and watching the depth is about a foot strong, it is even cold in the dusk. The dance in the air is so tired that it is so cold, and a little wind comes to the sky. It is not hesitant to lose all the jade flowers, and the plum blossoms are not fragrant. Who can make a thin soup cake, and replace the fireworks in the world."

Xu Gan seemed to be dead, his expression turned into a dull look, but his waist was bent a little more and more.

It seemed like he was kneeling down to Liu Yun, but it was missing a little bit, and his legs were still crossed together.

Gongsun Lu accidentally pulled off several of his beards. His pair of shrewd eyes were incredible. What did he see? What did he hear?

Gongsun Lu thought he had already known Liu Yun enough, but he didn't expect that Liu Yun would always bring him huge surprises in unintentional occasions. If it weren't right, it could also be called scare.

Huangfu Xian woke up from the meditation. He was more like a loyal fan, and his eyes were full of fanaticism when he looked at Liu Yun.

"If it's not enough, then there should be a song that is heart-wrenching!" Liu Yun stood up with a wine bottle, looking at the distant mountains in front of the hall, where it was still covered with snow and snowflakes covered the roof.

"In May, the snow in the mountains is snowy, there is no flower but only cold. I heard the willows in the flute, and I have never seen the spring [color]. I followed the golden drum in the morning, and hugged the jade saddle at night. I wish to put my sword down my waist just to kill Loulan!"

Liu Yun was not very good at reciting poems. He almost shouted out this half of the poem, but it was also shouted out from the bottom of his heart.

This poem carries the iron and blood murderous aura of golden swords and iron horses, and will never return until Loulan is destroyed. As soon as it enters the country, it touches Liu Yun's inner world. Liu Yun has just experienced several battles, and is still in front of him. The neighing of the horses and the surging and exciting war drums, everything seems to be happening truly.

Liu Yun's ups and downs, with the last word, the murderous aura of soldiers crisscrossing the snowy land still filled the hall. He killed the wine in the bottle in one sip, and Liu Yun threw the cup to the ground in anger.

The jingling sound followed the blue brick lines and came to Xu Gan.

The needles fell in the hall were heard, and everyone was immersed in the thick and savage battlefield outlined by Liu Yun's words.

Xu Gan seemed to be dead. He didn't move, and even his chest was filled with breath.

Gongsun Lu closed his eyes and concentrated his mind, shaking his head. Liu Yun's poem seemed to have turned into the wine bottle in his hand, and every mouthful was a sound of iron blood.

The only ordinary person in the hall seemed to be the only companion brought by Huangfu Xian.

He took out the fried wheat from his sleeve one by one, and then put it in his mouth secretly, making a thud.

When someone talks, the sound of his chewing fried wheat is hard to hear.

But at this moment, the sound of breathing in the hall was so quiet that he could hear clearly, and the sound of his teeth chewing fried wheat became particularly clear. The man suddenly seemed to have noticed it and carefully stuffed the remaining fried wheat in his hand into a pocket the size of a palm in his sleeve.

Liu Yun looked over when he heard the sound, and it seemed a little funny.

This guy with a wide face and a mature appearance should be like him and a vulgar person.

Others are swaying in their thighs when they listen to poetry, but they don’t know where they are. They are so happy that they chew fried wheat leisurely.

That thing is really not delicious!

All his attention was attracted by the arrogant and unruly Xu Gan, and Liu Yun had never thought about asking about this person until now.

Huangfu Xian brought him here, which should be the same as Gongsun Lu's intention, and he should also recommend him to do an errand.

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"Second! Wonderful! Wonderful!..."

Xu Gan finally came to life, and suddenly rushed up like a corpse, roaring.

In terms of being scary, this kid is obviously very talented.

As soon as he came alive, this place instantly became his home court.

While clapping his palm violently and stomping on the ground with his right foot, Xu Gan shouted for countless seconds in one breath.

Anyway, it seems to be in seconds!
Chapter completed!