Chapter 12: Ring Love (6)
"Shicai Yunmei danced a song, Miss Xiaoxiao doesn't seem to show us yet, everyone said right?" Yuan Zhiyu shouted at the top of his voice, reminding everyone present, and everyone followed suit.
In a panic, I suddenly found that Yuan Zhiyu was sneering at me, and I suddenly understood, it must have been noticed by him with my timid look just now. I glared at him, surely guessing that I didn't know anything, and deliberately made a fool of me.
"Miss Xiaoxiao, since everyone is gracious, you don't have to shirk anymore. Yuan Zhize also followed with a smile, and even Wanyun urged me to go up, no way, I had to come to the middle of the banquet.
After hesitating for a while, I still decided to tell the truth: "The two princes of Qiqi, the little girl has never learned singing and dancing, please everyone..."
Yuan Zhize stretched out his hand, motioned for everyone to be quiet, and said to me with a pleasant face: "Miss Xiaoxiao, we are all a group of martial artists, not like those literati and ink writers, you have to chant poetry when you drink, you can just show your hand." He nodded at me encouragingly.
A flash of inspiration flashed in my mind, and Yuan Zhize's words just now reminded me that although I can't sing and dance, I have memorized Tang poems and Song lyrics since I was a child, so why not borrow it and relieve myself? Anyway, they don't know that this is all my plagiarized people's family. So which one to use? I pondered and pondered which poem would be more appropriate for the current situation.
It didn't matter if I thought about it, everyone at the wine table couldn't wait, and shouted for me to hurry up. "Hurry up! Yuan Zhiyu shouted like adding fuel to the fire, it seemed that he was going to see the joke to the end. I glared at him, stumbled upon the crystal clear wine glass on his wine table, and immediately had an idea.
"Brother, Sister Xiaoxiao's injuries haven't healed yet, so let me perform a dance on her behalf. Wanyun couldn't bear to be ridiculed on stage, so she quickly stood up to relieve me, seeing her so kind, I couldn't help but feel hot in my heart, and stepped forward and whispered: "Wanyun, it's okay, I already have a way." ”
"Really?" Wanyun was still a little worried. "No problem, don't worry. I smiled at her, turned to Yuan Zhize and bowed respectfully: "The words of the prince reminded me, although I don't practice singing and dancing, but I also know a little bit of writing and ink, and I am willing to write a poem for the generals to help the wine!"
As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a "bang" from the audience, and a general stood up and said angrily: "What Lao Tzu can't stand the most is those who read, and they are all sour all day long." "It's just...""We don't understand..."Looking at the angry crowd in the audience, I never expected this to happen, and I didn't know what to do for a while.
"Everyone, be quiet, since Miss Xiaoxiao wants to compose poems to cheer us up, wouldn't it be rude if you don't appreciate it?" or Yuan Zhize reacted quickly, and everyone was speechless when he said a word. "Miss Xiaoxiao, please!" Yuan Zhize said and made a gesture of please.
I took two deep breaths, cleared my throat, and read out the poem that came to my mind aloud: "Grape wine glow-in-the-dark cup, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately, drunk and lying on the battlefield, don't smile, and a few people will fight in ancient times." ”
After reading it, I breathed a long sigh of relief, looked around, and found that the atmosphere was strange, everyone was silent, and the silence was scary. After all, it was a poem written by someone who plagiarized, and I couldn't help but feel a little flustered in my heart, and muttered to myself: Could it be that Wang Han, who wrote this Liangzhou poem, also crossed over here?
Yuan Zhize's eyes kept rolling from side to side, and his mouth was muttering with words, and after a long time, he raised his head and said loudly: "What a drunk and lying on the battlefield, a few people have come back to fight in ancient times! Good poetry, good poetry!" The people around him also praised loudly, and even Yuan Zhiyu, who made things difficult for me, couldn't help but nodded.
Yuan Zhize's eyes were slightly red, the Adam's apple on his neck fluctuated violently, and the generals at the banquet looked very emotional, and several of them actually burst into tears. Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but feel creepy, isn't it just a poem, I can be so excited.
Yuan Zhize picked up the wine bowl, looked around majestically and said: "Everyone, for the sake of my great success and prosperity, and the continuous blood of China, we abandoned our wives and children, came to this side of the border Tuntian, and fought to the death with the barbarians, how many brothers have been buried in this wasteland and mountains far away from their homeland..."Yuan Zhize couldn't say it anymore, and the corners of the eyes of everyone in the audience were full of tears.
"Come, so that we can all live and wait until the day when the border troubles are cleared and the clothes return to our hometown, do it!" obediently, I didn't expect a poem to lead to so many emotions, a cheerful banquet, and the good ones were mixed by me, I stuck out my tongue and walked quickly to Wanyun's side.
"Miss Xiaoxiao!" I looked back, and Yuan Zhize had already come to me, holding two bowls of wine in his hands. "I really can't imagine that a weak woman can understand the suffering of our people, this king really admires, come, I toast you. Yuan Zhize said, bringing a bowl of wine to me.
Although the strong smell of alcohol almost suffocated me, I took it tremblingly. Such a big bowl of spirits, how can I drink it? "Please drink this cup to the full!" I muttered to myself, and when I looked up, I saw that everyone was looking at me with wine bowls. It's over, it seems that I can't drink it, God, I would rather be ridiculed than plagiarize other people's poems, and this is too timely for this world.
No, I was ruthless, closed my eyes, and brought the bowl of wine to my mouth. Belch... It's so spicy...