Song Dynasty: Water Margins Wu Song Pointing at the Rivers and Mountains
8 They are all great writers.

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"Golden Lotus, quickly sit down. Today, your mother will accompany you to eat more.”

Madam Zhang invited Golden Lotus into the banquet and went to Wu Song's side.

"Xianson-in-law, you sit together with Golden Lotus, and this old woman will sit next to Golden Lotus.”

After saying that, he pulled Wu Song into his seat.

After Minister Zhang and Qing He Ling sat down, the servants set up a table of fine wine and delicacies.

"Xianson-in-law, this old man heard that you won't get drunk even after a thousand cups. Today, I specially ordered someone to bring this fine wine.”

"This little son-in-law is just better at drinking.”

Although Wu Song had already become the son-in-law of the Zhang family, he was still unwilling to call him father-in-law, so he had never called him that.

He was the youngest among the three people drinking, so he picked up the wine pot and filled the two people on the table with wine.

After drinking three cups, Minister Zhang shouted," It's too boring to just eat wine and eat meat. Your Excellency and your beloved son-in-law are both extraordinary people. Why don't we write poems while eating?"”

"Good, this is a good idea. I haven't seen the councilor compose poems for a long time.”

After the Clear River Magistrate finished speaking, he walked to Wu Song's side.""Erlang! You're the most cultured here. We'll drink this cup, so why don't you take the lead first!”

"Alright, then I'll drink first.”

Wu Song finished the cup of wine in one breath and immediately cupped his fists."Wu Song has embarrassed himself."

He took a deep breath.

" I'm so angry that my hair stands on its crown. Leaning against the railing, the rain stops. He raised his head and let out a long howl, full of vigor and fervor. Youth, time, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon. Don't be idle, white youth's head empty sorrow!”

Wu Song poured another glass of wine and ate it. After a pause, he said,"The shame of the Khitans has yet to be avenged. He drove a long chariot and trampled through the gap of Mount Jingshan. Ambition hungry to eat Hu Krupp meat, laughing and drinking Khitan blood. To clean up the old mountains and rivers from the beginning, to the imperial court!”

" Good, good, wonderful, wonderful..." The two old guys clapped their hands together.

"Heroes should be like this!" Pan Jinlian murmured.

She had been learning to sing and dance since she was young. In this aspect, she was also a little Li Qingzhao. Her husband's poem made her blood boil. She hated herself for being a woman!

"My dear son-in-law, I didn't expect you to have such great ambitions! My Qinghe Land has never appeared in a thousand years. A man with such heroic aspirations like his beloved son-in-law!

"That's right, Erlang. This time, you will definitely be on the Golden Roll. If you can meet some big shots, you might be able to transform into a dragon when you encounter a storm!”

As they spoke, the two of them raised their wine glasses."Come, let us two brothers also toast Erlang.”

"I can't, I can't. How can I trouble the two elders to propose a toast?”

"It's fine, it's fine. Come, drink!" The two of them raised their glasses and drank it in one gulp.

Wu Song could only bow to the left and right, and then he swallowed it.

"Minister, why don't you sing a song first?"

"Good! Since my beloved son-in-law created it with the theme of conquest, then I will also write a heroic poem.”

"Erlang! If the councilor's poem can beat yours, then you'll have to drink three glasses of wine as punishment? On the contrary, if you can't suppress it, then Minister you…"

"This is naturally incomparable, naturally incomparable. My beloved son-in-law's poems are for cultured people to read, but ours are for the illiterate masses.”

Wu Song looked at the old man's dazed appearance and knew that he couldn't compose any poems. If the three people at a table were to be punished like this, this old thing might not be able to see the sun tomorrow.

He could only come out and say with a smile,"Golden Lotus is quite good at drinking. When the time comes, she can share some of the burden with you."”

" This..." Minister Zhang opened his mouth wide and glanced sideways at Pan Jinlian.

Pan Jinlian lowered her head and said,"Don't worry, Minister!" It's not a problem for me to drink some wine."

"Alright, then I'll smile generously.”

Minister Zhang took a sip of wine and said with a slightly red face,"I heard that Xiang Yu pulled out the mountain with his strength, and Liu Bang was so scared that he wanted to flee. If it wasn't for my little Zhang Liang, Grandma would have returned to Pei County long ago.

Zhang Liang was both a father and a mother. He was able to control the Han Dynasty. He was not a prime minister, but he was afraid of being killed.

If I was born in that era, the cannon would open and blast his mother. The hero of the world, Mr. Zhang, would know that I was not a dragon or tiger cub?”

" Pfft…" As soon as Minister Zhang finished chanting, Golden Lotus held her mouth and lowered her head.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I, I'll drink a cup as punishment."

This thing raised its wine glass and downed it.

Wu Song listened to this fellow's meaning. He was comparing him to a figure like Han Gaozu! The wolf's ambition was not small.

After drinking this cup, this fellow didn't allow anyone to comment and said to the Clear River Order,""Brother, it's your turn.”

"Who won this round?" The Qing He Order stroked his beard.

As Madam Zhang did not drink, Golden Lotus, who had wanted to taste the wine, had not had a good taste. Seeing this opportunity, she also raised her glass.

"Just now, the minister had already drank a cup. Even if the minister lost, it was only three cups. Golden Lotus is here to share a cup with the minister!”

As he spoke, he drank it all in one gulp.

"Good wine, good wine! How about Golden Lotus share another cup for the squire?”

"Just nice, just nice. Aiyaya, it's still good to have a daughter!”Squire Zhang patted the table and said.

In this era, the alcohol content was very low due to the lack of retorts.

Therefore, the men drank in large bowls.

Even a little woman like Pan Jinlian could drink a few bowls!

"Brother! It's your turn next!" Minister Zhang said to the Qing He Magistrate beside him.

Qing He Ling rolled up his sleeves." On this official's day, I will also write a song about the heroes of Chu and Han. Let's talk about Xiang Yu!"”

"Yes, yes."

"The deer walks in the wilderness, and the strong man chases after it. How violent is the rise of the tripod? The teeth of the sword will not change. People in the world have not heard of singing Chu, but in the tent they can only sigh. Where are the three families in my hometown? for a thousand years the river Wu has not washed away my sorrow.

If this old man was your soldier, I would dare to ask the Overlord to cross the Wu River. It's like a dead body being separated!”

"Good, good, brother is indeed an official of the imperial court! You're good!" Minister Zhang applauded, but he didn't know if it was true or false.

Wu Song looked at the two brothers singing and congratulating each other. He raised his glass and said,"Milords, let's drink to the brim first.”

The three of them raised their glasses and downed them in one gulp.

Wu Song smiled,"I'll write another song here."

Drunk, I light a lamp and wield a sword. In my dreams, I blow my horn and camp together. Eight hundred miles under the command of the army, fifty strings to turn the sound of the Great Wall, the battlefield in autumn to recruit soldiers. The horse was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. To finish the king's affairs in the world, to win the reputation of life and death. Poor Bai Sheng!"

After the two of them heard Wu Song's poem, they knew what Wu Song meant.

Although he wanted to serve his country, he was just a waste! Without an official position, he could only dream about those golden spears and iron horses.

"Beloved son-in-law, you have so many talents, why worry about fame? I predict that you will be in high school, and my Jinlian will be able to enjoy life with you.”

"Come, father-in-law, let me have another toast with you.”

At this point, the three of them were no longer in the mood to talk about punishing anyone. He only cared about drinking casually!

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