Naturally, Qin Mo didn't know Mrs. Yuan's thoughts, but then Tang Bai was going to fight with Qin Mo in poems, and he still focused on wine.

I only heard the one Tang Bai read: "Every day, the eyebrows are drawn. The clouds and the clouds are frivolous. Don't marry the heart to Yeyoulang. Splashing wine and dripping the remnant song fan characters, making the flowers smoke the dance clothes. One spring play Tears say desolation."

Qin Mo didn't need to think, he said directly: "Weicheng Chao Yuxi Qingchen, the guest house is green and green. Persuade you to have a glass of wine, and there is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west."

"Okay, it's a good sentence to persuade you to have a glass of wine, just this sentence, Ye Gongzi's talent will be able to last forever!" Madam Yuan admired.

"Jiupai rouge is new. The tansha spontaneously abandons the spirit. In the summer and autumn, the brocade is born in spring. The scent has been faint, and the crimson smiles and the lychee. The beauty prefers to break the red lips" Tang Bai said again.

"In this case, I'll read another one!" Qin Mo seemed to think of a certain talented person in his previous life, and he said, "Peach Blossom Fairy in Taohuawu Temple, Taohua Temple. Peach Blossom Fairy grows peach trees and picks peach blossoms for wine. ..."

What Qin Mo was reading was the "Peach Blossom Temple Song" written by Tang Bohu in the previous life. Tang Bai and Tang Bohu in front of him did not know if they would have any relationship, just like his own reincarnation.

But after Tang Bai heard it, his face was surprised, and he said: "Ye Gongzi Gaocai, I, Tang Bai, feel ashamed and give up!"

Feng Tong did not expect that even Tang Bai had given up. She looked at Qin Mo with a strange brilliance. She was also a good poet and treated Tang Bai so well because she admired Tang Bai’s poetic talent. , And now, Qin Mo's talent is obviously much higher than that of Tang Bai!

"Okay, let's go next!" Qin Mo said.

"Young Master Ye, Yin Ling originally wanted to fight a poem with Young Master Ye, but the talent of the Young Master is really beyond the reach of Yin Ling, so Yin Ling should let Young Master Mei Gui challenge!" Yin Ling replied.

"Ding, the host successfully fights poems, and the collected talent is worth 990 points. The next time the poem fights succeeds, the talent is 1000!"

Qin Mo's gaze fell on that Mei Gui, Mei Gui was also looking at him, Mei Gui did not want to admit defeat like this, he said: "Qin Mo, this is the last battle of poems for us, I think, I should add One rule!"

"What rules?" Qin Mo asked.

"Since we are the subject of wine, we can't just chant poetry. We should continue to drink. As long as the other party recites a poem, then we need to let the other party drink a glass of wine. Do you think this is good?" Gui said.

"Oh? This rule is very interesting!" Qin Mo said.

"And as long as you read poems, you can keep going until you are willing to stop!" Mei Gui said again.

"This rule, are you sure you want to continue?" Qin Mo's face was a little strange.

"Of course, wouldn't you dare?" Mei Gui sneered.

"Don't dare? Don't be afraid to tell you that besides piercing the intestines to the King of Kings, this young master has another nickname!" Qin Mo sighed and said.

"What nickname?" Mei Gui asked.

"Shixian, Li Taibai!" Qin Mo said lightly.

"Shixian? What a crazy person!"

"In this world, people who dare to claim to be so are too arrogant!"

"But his poetic talent is indeed rare in the world!"

"..."

Qin Mo's words immediately caused an uproar. After all, Qin Mo's poetry was really good, and he had already lost 99 people in a row. If he successfully challenged a hundred people today, Qin Mo's name would probably be spread to the imperial city.

"Ye Liangchen, didn't anyone tell you that you are so arrogant? Do you think I will really lose to you?" Mei Gui said angrily.