Chapter 39

Xuan Ye was also in high spirits, and he responded with a loud voice. Naturally, the courtiers would not disgrace the emperor. The group walked up the mountain talking and laughing. Only Long Kedo followed behind with a sad face. He has always been a General, reciting poems and composing fuss is what his father and brother do. He only likes to wield swords and guns. How can he know such literary things!
Although Jingshan is not high, it can still overlook most of the Beijing city. Wu Ya leaned on the railing and looked at it for a long time. At this time, the Beijing city was still so small and so quiet. prestige.Wu Ya felt a little moved, that is where the real down-to-earth life is, and the days locked in the Forbidden City are too limited!

"What are you thinking about?" Xuan Ye suddenly stood behind her, "Why, can we start making up poems now?"

"Ah?" Wu Ya was taken aback, "Isn't it, I still want to write poetry?"

"Of course, I allow you to have fun with everyone." Xuan Ye raised his eyebrows, "You don't need to thank me!"

Wu Ya's face showed a big embarrassment, Xiao Xuanzi, I don't want you to play like this!My old lady sacrificed her singing voice and her image, so why can't she escape from this perennial pit of yours?
Wu Ya took advantage of the fact that everyone was arranging wine and setting up banquets, and no one was paying attention to the two of them, so she quietly tugged on Xuan Ye's sleeve: "Long Live Lord, please, don't take me to play, okay? "

Xuan Ye raised his eyebrows and leaned closer to her: "If you don't drink here, you might be hanging out with someone. Do you think Zhen will let you run around?"

Wu Ya gritted her teeth and glared at Xuan Ye who was gloating: "Just go up, I'm just a little eunuch anyway! What are you afraid of? It's embarrassing and the big official over there is at the bottom!" Wu Ya glanced at another corner Long Kedo, who tried hard to hide himself, well, let's compare whose drinking order is worse!

Xuan Ye walked away with a smile, pulled Rong Ruo and said with a smile: "It's a pity that Ma Qi and Cao Yin are not here, no one can fight you for three hundred rounds, and I, a spectator, are much more boring!"

Rong Ruo also smiled: "You were young and frivolous back then, why should Long live always dig it out and be ashamed of Rong Ruo?"

Wu Ya tilted her head, Cao Yin is Cao Xueqin's grandfather, she knows this, who is Ma Qi?Someone who can be compared with Nalan Rongruo and Cao Yin should be quite famous, right?Wu Ya suddenly wanted to meet these people that Xuan Ye could talk about. Cao Yin and Ma Qi must be as warm and interesting as Rong Ruo, they couldn't be so half-dead, right?

Rong Ruo smiled and set the rules of the drinking order: "Today, Master Longkodo and Little Zhuzi's father-in-law don't often play drinking orders, so let's make it simpler, quote a poem related to mountains, a poem related to spring, How about writing another poem and saying a proverb that fits the occasion at the end?"

Wu Ya's eyes widened, is this simple?Just slap her to death!
Rong Ruo continued with a smile: "Let me do a demonstration first! After the new rain in the empty mountain, the noisy birds cover the spring island. Sing a song "Zhao Jun's Resentment"! Who will cherish the good spring when it is forbidden? The sound of the orchestra is indistinct. The pear blossoms are about to fade again, and the embroidered quilt is cold tonight. Locking the rich door silently, Meng Chengen. The so-called plan for a year lies in spring!" After finishing speaking, he drank a glass of wine.

Wu Ya raised her eyebrows and looked at these people who used writing poems as a game, what are you doing, what are you all doing, speaking so smoothly and so quickly, can you recite jingles?Wu Ya's fingers scratched back and forth on the pants, what should I do?
The next few people also completed the drinking orders with warm smiles, and it was Longkodo's turn after the turn went on.Long Kedo's face was as red as Wu Ya's, and Wu Ya saw his embarrassment, and then sprayed, oh, oh, I feel sorry for each other!
After holding back for a long time, Longkodo just opened his mouth and said: "Mountain... an isolated city, Wandao Mountain!"

A minister hurriedly interrupted: "Wanrenshan! No, Lord Longkodo will punish you for the first sentence!"

Longkodo was involuntarily downed three glasses of wine before he was allowed to go on and say: "Spring...spring...spring sleep without awakening!"

"This sentence is correct, let's write poems!" Rong Ruo nodded with a smile.

"Poetry?" Longkodo's face twisted, how could he compose poetry?I can only bite the bullet and say: "The trees on the mountain are really green... that... the lawn flowers are red. Everyone is drinking and enjoying... um... punish me for making a fuss!"

"Pfft..." Almost all the ministers spit out amused by this poem, and couldn't help booing again: "You should be punished, you should be punished!"

Long Kedo couldn't help begging: "When I finish speaking, I will be punished together! The last sentence is the so-called... spring sleepiness, autumn fatigue, summer nap!"

"Haha..." There was a burst of laughter in the booth, "It should be punished, it must be punished!" Without any explanation, Longkodo had already been filled with six glasses of wine.

Xuan Ye smiled and took it: "Stay firmly on the green hills, and the spring city will be slightly cold. I will chant a Qijue in a proper manner! The clouds are thousands of feet leaning on Danqiu, and the chariot goes down the mountains and rivers to look at it. Steady as Hong Zhongping All over the world, count us and wait for the wind. As the saying goes, if a mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals."

Xuanye obeyed the drinking order, and after drinking, he raised his eyebrows and looked at De'er beside him: "Little Zhuzi, it's your turn!"

"Ah?" Wu Ya bulged her cheeks, blinked before opening her mouth: "Shan...doesn't know the true face of Mount Lu?" Wu Ya blinked, huh?It seems to be facing the wrong way?Amazing!I couldn't help being excited for a while, "Spring...Lonely and empty garden, spring is late!" Wu Ya remembered this, she had read the novel!

Xuan Ye was startled, and looked back at her.

Wu Ya was frightened by his eyes, and she was right, why did she look at her like that?As if shocked by Xuan Ye's eyes, the two poems that Wu Ya had originally thought up disappeared completely!Oh, sorry, isn't this embarrassing?Wu Ya was at a loss for a moment.

"Cough..." Rong Ruo let out a clear cough, which attracted Wu Ya's attention. Wu Ya lowered his head, and Rong Ruozheng dipped his fingers in the wine and wrote softly on the ground: "In February and March of spring, the vegetation will flourish again. Forest flowers Sweep down, and the grass grows again."

Wu Ya was excited for a moment, so she happily read it out.At the end, he said: "Well, the so-called...the green hills are left without worrying about no firewood!"

None of the ministers knew that Xiaozhuzi was in the emperor's favor, and they all praised Xiaozhuzi's father-in-law's poems for their freshness and naturalness, and the scene was appropriate.

(End of this chapter)

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