The event quest, this is something Zhong Yue has never encountered before. After choosing an era name, three task axes appeared in front of Zhong Yue's eyes.

"Can't you browse it all at once?"

"The event quest is similar to the main quest, and after completing one, the host can only challenge the next one. ”

Originally, Zhong Yue planned to see what the situation was first, and then choose the right task by difficulty, but now there is no chance to choose.

The scroll slowly unfolded like a holy decree. Zhong Yue looked up, and under the four golden five-mao special effects, the golden-red handwriting appeared.

"Book Ode to the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Zhong Yue was stunned, this task is not difficult......

"Is the host ready to accept the mission?"

"Is there any way to say it?" Zhong Yue also learned shrewdly, and asked clearly first, so as not to be cheated again.

The system paused for a moment and prompted: "The task involves the scene, the specific details, only the host can enter the scene to have a prompt, if the task fails, the year number will be deducted, and the task cannot be continued after the deduction is completed." ”

Zhong Yue understood a little, the name of the era given away for nothing was not necessarily his own. If you can't get through the first hurdle, it's empty joy...... It's hard to prevent.

"Does the host accept the task?"

"Accept it. "Since they have all been clicked on, and Zhong Yue looked at the title, it is not a difficult activity to sing the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Duang！

Before Zhong Yue could react, the background track of "The Great Wall of Ten Thousand Miles" suddenly rose, making the system picture that was already rendered with a festive atmosphere even more illusory.

The curtain suddenly opened, the voices were boiling, and Zhong Yue's eyes slowly widened.

This...... Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, not the Zhongyuan Halloween Festival!

The circling pavilions, spiraling layer by layer, like the Colosseum in ancient Rome in the Middle Ages, this is the ......

Vasher?

This ancient term is too unfamiliar to Zhong Yue, and the era may be a little far away, but seeing the ancient musicians on the side, playing and singing very vigorously, Zhong Yue somewhat understood, this may be an ancient Mid-Autumn Festival Gala......

"This brother, why is he not in good clothes?"

Zhong Yue was stunned for a moment, and heard the person next to him looking at him, this ......

"Can you see me?"

Up and down, left and right, in all directions, seven or eight people turned their heads, looked at Zhong Yue, and said with a serious face: "We can all see Brother Tai, why is Brother Tai disheveled?"

“……”

When I see it, I see it, do I need to say it in unison? And why am I so disheveled, not clothed......

Zhong Yue looked around and found that these people were all wearing round-necked robes, what era was this? But looking at it this way, his white shirt really looked like ancient underwear.

"Dare to ask Brother Tai, what year is this?"

"Haha. ”

"Hehe, this brother is a little drunk and confused. ”

"Make, make, put that garment on this brother. ”

The waiter on the side also covered his mouth and chuckled, and went to get Zhong Yue's clothes. Zhong Yue has already adapted to talking to the ancients, and when he first met Jin Nong, he still got used to it for many days, and now, he is naturally not afraid, but this time he saw a lot of NPCs.

"This brother, the name of the honorable person?" Zhong Yue can't completely know who he is drinking with, otherwise it will be a trivial matter to go abroad later, and if the mission fails, there will be a problem.

"In the court of the next grandson, your Excellency's surname is a big name?"

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, Sun Guoting, a master of calligraphy in the Tang Dynasty? This feeling is the Mid-Autumn Festival feast of the Tang Dynasty! Looking at the cocked hats on the heads of these people, Zhong Yue's heart became more determined.

"In Xia Zhongyue, dare to ask Brother Tai, what period of time is this in the Tang Dynasty?" Zhong Yue has learned a little about Sun Guoting's life, and it can still be concluded during the Tang Dynasty, but it is not known whether it is the Taizong era or the Gaozong era.

Hearing Zhong Yue's inquiry, the people around him were stunned for a moment, and then immediately shook their heads and laughed.

"Brother Zhong, you are really drunk. ”

"What Datang, this is the twenty-third year of Daqian Wuding!"

Zhong Yue's tongue was a little knotted, "Big ...... Daqian?"

Everyone laughed again, each raising their glasses to invite wine, and they all regarded Zhong Yue as a drunkard.

Nima, is this bullying me for not reading much? In this history book, there is a dynasty of Daqian, and the system is nonsense! Zhong Yue sighed and said: "What kind of celebrities are there here?"

Sun Guoting looked at Zhong Yue's drunken appearance, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhong and I will count it carefully. Do you see that fat man? The one in white clothes. ”

Zhong Yue looked over while putting on the round-necked robe handed by the messenger, "See." ”

The person on the side rushed to speak: "Luochuan Sanjie, you have drunk and forgotten? The person in white is Ouyang Xun, and then count to the left, the ninth, for the one who is hugging the singer, it is really Yu Shinan, or is it a free rider and a regular servant Zhu Suiliang." ”

Zhong Yue frowned, "That's not right. ”

"What's wrong?"

How could people in the early Tang Dynasty drink and sing together with people in the Tang Dynasty? This is not scientific!

"Can there be Yan Gong Zhenqing?"

On the side, the man drank and laughed: "Yan Zhenqing, haha, what is Yan Gong's name? A yellow-haired child, in the northeast corner, holding the wine jar and drinking, that's it." ”

“……”

"What about Liu Gongquan?"

"What about my father-in-law, isn't the one surnamed Liu lying over there and getting drunk early?" haha......"

"Eh, Brother Zhong is talking about the surname Liu Minggongquan, the broken child, I don't know who gave the broken name, father-in-law. ”

There was another chuckle.

Zhong Yue shook his head in a daze, messed up, messed up......

All of you here, a century apart, exist, and it is completely a pot of stew in the early Tang Dynasty, the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and the late Tang Dynasty!

Lose your marbles!

These absurd times!

"Is there Zhang Xu?"

"Brother Zhong said carefully! The name of the grass saint, how dare you call it directly?!"

"......" Zhong Yue asked again, "Where is Zhong Shaojing?"

"This is the Dao Saint! Zhong Yue, you are really the younger brother of Huo Wu, I don't know what to do!"

Zhong Yue raised his eyebrows, "And the number one who doesn't know the fire dance?"

Sun Guoting raised his glass and shook his finger, "Oh, the Mei Ji who leads the dance is the one who doesn't know the fire." ”

Zhong Yue took a deep breath, "In this way, Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, Mi Fu and the like, think about it?"

"Who, Su Shi, haven't you heard of it, is it Brother Zhong from your family?"

"......" Zhong Yue was completely a pot of paste, "Da Jiangdong go to that!"

"Jiangdong people? Then I really don't know each other. ”

“……”

Well, Zhong Yue can be sure that this pimple is all a demon dance of the Tang Dynasty......

Duang！

The gong sounded.

In the midst of singing and laughter, a vast loud sound came from afar.

"My generation is all crazy about books! There is wine today and drunk today, and the book sings to the Mid-Autumn Festival!"