Zhou Bo's voice was so loud that the people watching could hear his voice. Gu Kuang and Wei Yingwu looked at each other, are they scholars or warriors?

Yan Wei agreed and quickly composed a poem. After reciting it twice, a man with a loud voice immediately came to the window and read loudly:

"Sanyin Yanlang, write a wine poem!"

Then the waiter read Yan Wei's impromptu poem loudly.

"good!"

The people watching cheered.

Even Wei Yingwu clapped his hands and applauded. Although this poem is not a particularly good line, the dialogue is neat and the whole poem is catchy.

Being able to achieve this level of impromptu poetry also shows that Yan Wei has real talent and learning.

After Yan Wei finished his poem, he looked at Zhou Bo, who was sitting on the slump with Da Ma Jin Dao.

Yan Wei looked at him with a joking expression, disapproving of Zhou Bo in his heart. Isn't this just a common man from Longyou rich? How dare he come to the Central Plains to show off!

I didn’t expect that Longyou would recommend such a person to participate in the imperial examination. It is really insulting to gentlemen!

Yan Wei was thinking this, but he didn't expect Zhou Bo to take another sip of wine.

He stood up with a strong body, walked to the window, and said with great energy:

The scenery is so strange when autumn comes under the barrier. The geese from Hengyang are leaving without noticing. Sounds are rising from all sides, thousands of miles away, the sun is setting in long smoke and the lonely city is closed.

A cup of turbid wine can bring a family thousands of miles away, but the swallows have no plan to return. The Qiang pipes are covered with frost, and people can't sleep. The generals have white hair and their husbands are weeping.
Chapter completed!