"Listen up, I'm going to start." Qiao Dashan said again.
Wu Yuan glanced at Qiao Dashan lightly, and then looked at Zhang Han behind him.
He had discovered a long time ago that Zhang Han stood behind Qiao Dashan to make suggestions for reciting poems correctly.
But Wu Yuan doesn't want to point it out, because he will be embarrassed by this idiot later.
Over there, Qiao Dashan didn't know that he was about to be unlucky, so he said loudly: "The wine cup must be full when you drink it, and you can see the flowers..."
Suddenly Qiao Dashan got stuck, "What is Huazhi looking at?"
"Luofenfen!"
Zhang Han quickly reminded him later.
"Yes, yes, the branches of flowers are falling as soon as you look at them." Qiao Dashan continued.
But this sudden jamming scene still made people suspicious.
But I didn't find any more clues, so I could only continue to wait silently for Qiao Dashan's next words.
However, Qiao Dashan forgot again.
Wu Yuan looked amused, and then took the lead and said: "Continue? It's not just these two sentences, is it?"
At this moment, even Mama Sangdu was sweating for Qiao Dashan.
When Qiao Dashan saw Wu Yuan urging, he immediately said angrily: "What's the urging? It's killing all my ideas. Just wait while I think about it."
Yan Fei frowned, and then said to Wu Yuan: "This guy doesn't know how to write poetry at all."
Wu Yuan nodded, "Shh, don't make any noise, let's see how long he can perform."
After that, Wu Yuan picked up a pot of wine and walked towards Qiao Dashan, not forgetting to say: "I'm really sorry, it's my fault, but don't worry, I won't disturb you anymore."
Qiao Dashan thought Wu Yuan was sincerely apologizing, so he snorted coldly, "I'll forgive you this time."
After saying that, Qiao Dashan quickly winked at Zhang Han and asked Zhang Han to remind him quickly.
Of course Zhang Han knew that, but when he was about to speak, someone grabbed his shoulder.
"Brother, your friend who is an official is very talented in literature. I have offended you so much just now. Let me propose a toast to you first."
Zhang Han was startled and quickly refused, "No, no."
Qiao Dashan over there was also anxious, "Go away, who cares about your wine?"
Qiao Dashan couldn't allow Wu Yuan to spoil his good deeds here. He had to get Wu Yuan away quickly, otherwise the next two lines of his poem would be lost.
But why did Wu Yuan leave?
He immediately said with a smile: "My lord, you don't have to worry about me, just go and write your poem."
Qiao Dashan was angry, "I don't like you, please stay away from me immediately."
This time, Wu Yuan agreed happily, "If that's the case, then I'll just leave."
After saying that, Wu Yuan really turned around and left, but he took Zhang Han with him.
Zhang Han struggled desperately to break free, and Qiao Dashan also shouted: "Let my man go."
Such a dramatic scene also made everyone around look confused.
But then, Yan Fei appeared.
Yan Fei slapped Zhang Han in the face and said, "My young master comes to you for a drink, are you not giving me face?"
Zhang Han was stunned. This slap was much harder than Qiao Dashan's, and his face was burning.
When he reacted, he suddenly found that he had been pulled to the corner.
Zhang Han quickly stood up to leave, but Yan Fei slapped the table and said, "Would you like to leave?"
Zhang Han almost cried, "You two, what are you doing?"
Wu Yuan said calmly: "Young Luosuo, I'm buying you a drink to give you face, but if you don't know how to flatter me, don't blame me for being rude."
Yan Fei slapped her hard again.
When I saw the table, it immediately shattered into pieces.
Zhang Han clicked his tongue. Although he knew that this woman was a master, he did not expect that she was so powerful.
At the moment, all he could do was give Qiao Dashan a helpless look.
This made Qiao Dashan very angry. He pointed at Wu Yuan and shouted: "How dare you rob my own people?"
Wu Yuan spread his hands and said innocently: "What are you talking about? I just invited him to drink. By the way, my lord, you haven't finished your poem yet. Hurry up and don't waste everyone's time."
Others immediately stood up to help and began to urge Qiao Dashan to come.
Qiao Dashan was furious and very anxious.
He could only look at Mamasang as if asking for help, hoping that Mamasang would let someone snatch Zhang Han back.
But Mamasang also saw that Yan Fei was not easy to mess with, and also gave Qiao Dashan a helpless look.
Qiao Dashan was really panicked now. It seemed that it was too late to go out and call for help.
For a moment, I could only look at Zhang Han, hoping that Zhang Han could give me some hints.
But Zhang Han was also a mute, and at this time, he had already realized that Wu Yuan's sudden attack was probably because he had discovered some clues between him and Qiao Dashan.
Presumably they would never let him go back no matter what.
It was better now. Qiao Dashan was like an ant on a hot pot, becoming restless and sweating on his forehead.
Yan Fei looked a little funny and thought Wu Yuan was too bad.
However, just when Yan Fei was about to continue watching the fun, Wu Yuan suddenly said again: "That's it, that's all. Seeing that your family is worried about you, I'll let you go back."
Zhang Han was stunned and said in surprise: "Is this true?"
Qiao Dashan over there also urged, "Zhang Han, what are you talking about with him? Come back quickly."
However, Wu Yuan changed the topic and suddenly said to Qiao Dashan: "Should I ask him to go back, so that you can continue writing poems?"
Qiao Dashan nodded hurriedly, not caring about anything else, but said solemnly: "He is my best friend. Seeing him being treated like this, I was very worried, so it was difficult to write the last two lines of the poem."
The corner of Wu Yuan's mouth raised, and then he said: "Well, in that case, I won't force him to do anything. As long as he drinks this glass of wine, I will let him go."
Hearing this, Qiao Dashan didn't think much and quickly said to Zhang Han: "Why are you still standing there? Drink quickly and come back quickly."
Zhang Han felt that something was fishy, but looking at Wu Yuan, he really couldn't figure it out.
He had no choice but to happily drink the glass of wine handed over by Wu Yuan under Qiao Dashan's cannibalistic gaze.
But when he got up, he was stopped by Yan Fei again.
Yan Fei looked at Wu Yuan very puzzled.
But Wu Yuan said, "Let him go."
Yan Fei frowned, but she could only obey Wu Yuan's order.
At this time, Zhang Han was really sure that Wu Yuan wanted to let him go, and he immediately cupped his fists and said, "Thank you very much."
But when I said this, I suddenly felt something was wrong, but I couldn't tell what it was.
Over there, Qiao Dashan was urging him again, so Zhang Han had no choice but to walk back quickly.
As soon as Zhang Han left, Yan Fei asked Wu Yuanfa: "Why did you put the person back again? Then, wouldn't that Qiao Dashan be able to write poems again?"
But Wu Yuan had a different meaning and said with a bad smile: "Don't worry, he can't do it."