Chapter 142
Chapter 142
That day, when he heard that Kong Rong was coming to Xuzhou to flee, Liu Shan was ready to kill him.
However, Kong Rong, the old boy, is too famous, and he can't be killed by falling into the handle, nor can he use poison, after all, dying suddenly without illness or disaster will always make people suspicious.
Liu Shan thought of Kong Rong's big hobby - drinking.
However, it is difficult to die with the amount of alcohol in Kong Rong and the low alcohol of this era.
So, he got the distilled liquor out in advance, and he didn't believe that Kong Rong could resist the temptation of the distilled liquor.
Sure enough, Kong Rong drank the distilled liquor and said yes again and again.
At this moment, Kong Rong, who was squatting on the ground, was already seven or eight points drunk, although he had a good amount of alcohol, but unfortunately he had just drunk more than fifty degrees of distilled spirit, and the alcohol content far exceeded that of this era.
Liu Shan helped Kong Rong up, and said with a smile: "Master Kong, this wine is strong, you are already drunk!"
Kong Rong was furious when he heard this, and said: "Who said that I was drunk? The old man claims that a thousand cups are not drunk, can this bowl of wine be drunk?!"
As he spoke, he pushed Liu Shan away and shouted, "Come on, don't give the old man a drink!"
The maid on the side hurriedly made another bowl of wine and handed it to Kong Rong.
Liu Shan had already figured out Kong Rong's temper and persuaded: "Master Kong, you are not drunk, but this wine is still better to drink in small sips, drinking too quickly hurts your body!"
Kong Rong was furious when he heard this, what do you mean? Are you saying that the old man is not in good health?
I saw him sneer: "This kind of wine is a hero's wine, and you can learn from that little daughter's posture and drink it in small sips, and watch the old man teach you how to be a hero in wine!"
With that, he lifted the wine bowl, tilted his neck, and another big bowl of wine entered his stomach.
"Good wine, good wine!"
Kong Rong shouted.
Liu Shan applauded again and again on the side, and shouted: "Master Kong is definitely the number one hero in the world, and he is also an immortal in wine!"
When Kong Rong heard this, he laughed.
Liu Shan said: "Master Confucius is a leader in the literary world, can he have wine but no poetry?
Kong Rong said with a smile: "The world is so big that you Liu Shan knows my heart!"
Saying that, he patted Liu Shan on the shoulder and continued: "Although the world is big, there are only two heroes, you and me, today I will give me a poem and give me a taste of one or two!"
Not to mention that Kong Rongcai is absolutely okay, just a few dozen breaths later, he blurted out:
"Rock Rock Zhong Mountain,
Hehe's a hot road.
Gao Mingyao Cloud Gate,
Distant scorching.
Aung Le Shi Shishi,
......
By careless subsections,
The mediocre man laughed at me.
Lu Wangshang Buxi,
Yiqi He Zumu. "
Kong Rong recited, and the hall resounded with applause, regardless of the character, this literary style is absolutely first-class in the world.
Liu Shan doesn't care what poetry is there, to put it bluntly, he wants to make Kong Rong happy, and when people are happy, the wine is almost like water in their mouths.
As soon as the applause stopped, Liu Shan picked up the wine glass and said to Kong Rong: "This poem is ingenious, the boy admires it, this wine represents the reverence of the boy!"
With that, he prepared to dry the wine.
Kong Rongyi stretched out his hand to stop Liu Shan and said, "You respect the old man, and there is a reason for you to drink alone?"
He lifted the bowl of distilled liquor that the maid had just poured over, raised it at Liu Shan, and then tilted his neck, and another bowl of wine went down.
Liu Shan also smiled and drank a glass of low-alcohol wine.
This old boy can, he drank a lot of turbid wine before, and three bowls of distilled liquor went down in less than a quarter of an hour, this is a serious one-and-a-half-pound high wine!
Just when he sighed that Kong Rong could drink enough, Kong Rong smiled and said, "Virtuous nephew, the old man wrote a poem just now, and now it's your turn!"
Liu Shan was stunned when he heard it, what kind of poems would he do there?
Kong Rong continued: "I heard that you are Cai Yong's disciple, so you can't even do poetry, right?"
Liu Shangang wanted to explain to Cai Yong, Kong Rong continued: "Cai Yong doesn't know how to teach disciples, the old man understands, the old man and you are particularly temperamental, it is better to transfer to the old man's door!"
When Kong Rong's apprentice, Liu Shan was anxious when he heard this, and he was ready to be a copyist.
He smiled and said, "My teacher, Lord Cai, naturally taught me to compose poems, so I will make a poem suitable for drinking for Master Kong!"
Hearing that Liu Shan was going to make a poem, everyone was surprised, the first reckless man in the world could actually make a poem, which was a novelty.
Kong Rong smiled: "It's okay to do it, the old man will give you some pointers!"
Seeing Kong Rong's appearance of pretending to be x, Liu Shan scolded in his heart, just rely on you to guide the poet immortal?
Ignoring Kong Rong at the moment, he said:
"Will Enter the Wine"
You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning.
You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk.
Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon.
I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone.
Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop.
Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me.
The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope to be drunk and do not want to wake up.
The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name.
In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years.
What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman.
Five-flowered horses, daughters and furs, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. "
Liu Shan finished reading Li Bai's "Will Enter the Wine" in one go, and the entire hall was instantly silent.
What kind of talent is this, if Kong Rong's poem is considered a masterpiece, then Liu Shan's poem will enter the wine is a divine work, and only the heavenly immortals can make it.
There were still some civil officials in the hall, and at this time, whether it was Beihai County or Xuzhou County, they all applauded.
As soon as "Will Enter the Wine" came out, there was no more suitable poem for drinking and singing in the whole world.
Liu Shan didn't want to be famous by copying the text at all, but when it came to the reputation of his teacher Cai Yong, he had to copy it.
He smiled and said to Kong Rong: "Master Kong, this song "Will Enter the Wine" also thanks to your amount of alcohol. If it weren't for you, the boy wouldn't have been inspired!"
Kong Rong laughed, completely forgot what he had just said to instruct, and said to Liu Shan: "Good sentence, five-flowered horse, daughter Qiu, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, the old man is going to get drunk today, and he will sell eternal sorrow with his virtuous nephew!"
With that, he lifted the jar of wine on the ground and drank it to his lips.
"Boom. Boom!"
In the middle of the night, more than half of the ten-pound wine jar was lowered.
With a "bang", Kong Rong put down the wine jar and laughed: "Fine wine, famous poems, what more can you ask for in life!"
As soon as the words fell, the whole person fell to the ground drunk.
Seeing that Kong Rong was drunk, the people from Beihai County hurriedly came over to help.
Liu Bei said: "Since Master Kong is drunk, today's banquet is over!"
As a result, the people of Beihai County and Xuzhou left separately.
Early the next morning, there was bad news, Beihai Xiangkong Rong died drunk, and he enjoyed nine Chinese New Year's Eve.
Hearing the news, everyone was a little surprised, how could Kong Rong, who had always been a good drinker, get drunk to death.
Liu Shan sneered in his heart: Six or seven catties of high alcohol belly, don't say that you are a Kong Rong, I am afraid that a bison will also die of alcohol poisoning.
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