The atmosphere in the hall immediately dropped to freezing point. How to answer Lin Hailu's words. [】
Lin Hailu squeezed his hands tightly, his eyes were fiercely slapped Du Ruhui, but he always endured it without saying a word.
Li Daoming was so happy that he was overjoyed, but he said to Du Ruhui with a stern face, "Hey, today is a happy day. You're a ghost, it's so unlucky. Do you admit it or not?"
Du Ruhui suddenly regretted and realized, "Oh. I'm just talking about jokes, but I forgot about this. I'm rude and punished myself for a glass of punishment." After that, he stood up, ticked Lin Hailu with a glass, and drank it all in one go.
. "Respect, that little devil who advises his father."
Lin Hailu vomited blood in one mouthful of pain, panic.
Zhou Ji hurriedly said, "How did this come about? Quick, hurry." He directed his servants to come forward to support him.
Lin Hailu forced himself to hold the table and stood up, waved his hand to the servant who came forward, and suddenly smiled at Zhou Ji, "I have been unhappy in my body these days. I vomited blood stasis and felt refreshed.
Many people have been worried about this banquet, and I am really sorry." They said calmly to everyone, "Sorry, sorry, I resign first, I hope to forgive me."
Zhou Ji had no choice but to bow, "Please please."
Lin Hailu stroked his sleeves, but without regretting it, he turned out from the side hall.
Du Ruhui looked at Lin Hailu coldly, and his face kept a playful smile.
Li Daoming was very happy. When the new table came, he changed his dullness just now and raised his cups frequently.
Su San ate with his head down and saw Lin Hailu disappearing figure. In an instant, he didn't know how many turns he had turned in his heart. He always felt that Lin Hailu had just left like this, and the ending was too simple.
Just as he was thinking about this, Li Daoming called him, "Su Dazi, today is the three joys. Princess Baozhu, let's not talk about it. You and Ji Lao have each got a joy, but they didn't say it.
OK, you have to show off your knowledge in public, right?"
Eunuch Qin also started to coax, "Yes. I heard that the talented man is just talking, and this situation has never been let go of him again. Do it with confidence, and when he turned back to the miscellaneous family and reported to the emperor, it was a bit better.
The story can be told.”
Someone couldn't help but envy Su San when he heard this. He wrote a poem that could be passed on to the emperor, which made him very successful. However, Su Dongshan was a little nervous. He had some confidence in Su San before; now he has a little bit of
I had a little confidence, but had never seen Su San's talent with my own eyes, so I felt a little uneasy.
Zhang He also said, "Yes, yes, make it ten or eight songs, isn't that so-and-so? Isn't the courtesan here too? Sing it to him."
Tianxiang heard it while standing up and said, "As long as Mr. Su is willing to do it, the little girl will sing a few songs."
Zhou Yingying was also confused by Tianxiang, and glared at Tianxiang. Tianxiang played with her tongue, but she was still just Su San.
Zhou Yingying was embarrassed by Su San, really worried that Su San would be anxious for a moment when there were so many people and could not write any good poems.
However, Su San smiled at her, relaxed her heart, and then stood up easily. He first used his hands to pull Tianxiang beside him and said with a smile, "I will make a few songs, how many songs will you sing?"
"Yeah." Tianxiang felt a little panicked when she saw Su San's mouth with a bad smile. Last time she was scared by Su San, she wouldn't have used any other tricks this time. She was a little uncertain, and gave Yu Feng a look.
I wanted to find some confidence from Yu Feng, but when Yu Feng turned his head away and didn't go there at all, he had to bite the bullet and utter a hush.
"If you can't sing it, you will have to be punished."
"This." Tianxiang was about to give up.
But in this situation, the others would not let the little girl retreat and shout together, "If you can't do it, you will be punished; if you can't do it, you will be punished."
"Punish everyone kisses one in the face." Someone screamed strangely.
Someone who was more bold and thought the fun was not big enough, shouted: "I punished to say 'My kiss.'"
Tianxiang seemed to have been sang to Su San, and gave a blessing to everyone. After everyone calmed down, she smiled gently, "If you can't sing it out, the little woman will accept the punishment. But you don't think so.
, The little woman said it only counts. Dear, yes, but she can only kiss one person, that is Su San."
Everyone laughed together and shouted, "The beauty is sad and talented."
Tianxiang said again, "What if Su Da Talented Man wants the little girl to kiss? Then it might be harder to do it so that the little girl can't sing it."
When everyone saw Tianxiang rebelling against Su Sanyijun, they couldn't help but feel something. Someone shouted, "Brother Ningyuan, if you care about her, it's hard for her. If she wants to be a relative of her, no matter how easy it is, she can't sing the lyrics.
It's right. Haha."
Su San was very thick-skinned. Tianxiang, a woman who was used to the romantic, had a fluttering face. He still looked as if someone was not teasing him, but was talking about someone who had nothing to do with him.
of.
Eunuch Qin came out to preside over the presidency, "Okay, everyone is quiet and listen to what difficult poems can a talented man make."
Su Sanyi raised his hand, bowed to everyone, and said with a smile, "Thank God, thank you, all of you, how could you chant? I just joked a few casually, and the elite and the masses appreciated each other and talked about it. This situation has no talent, only
Some jokes, can you please Ningyuan according to everyone's wishes? If you feel you can do it, please drink a few more glasses. If you think you are not doing well, you can at least listen to Miss Tianxiang's beautiful voice, right?
.Miss Tianxiang must listen carefully.”
When Tianxiang saw that Su San didn't seem to be writing poems seriously, she couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.
Someone next to him prepared paper and pen to remember the poem written by Su San. Su Sanyi waved his hand and said, "No need for paper and pen, Ning Yuan's poem, no matter who it is, you can remember it once."
When everyone saw him saying this, they couldn't help but listen carefully.
But Su San held a plate from the table, but there were fried fish pieces on the plate. Su San pointed at the fried fish pieces and smiled at Tianxiang and said, "One piece,"
"Yeah." Tianxiang was puzzled.
"Two pieces, three or four pieces;" Su Sanyi smiled and then said to everyone, "five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces, nine pieces, ten pieces, eleven pieces."
While reading the poem, he lit fried fish pieces. After a while, he stopped and kept the scene quiet, he slowly said, "The pieces are all fried fish pieces."