Wang Zhizheng was in a very good mood today, pouring a glass of wine into his stomach one after another, and he drank like a fairy. All the dead parties saw that Wang Zhizheng was happy, and they all followed suit, whether it was Huang Zongxi, Jiang Nai, or Ruan Dacheng, Chen Zilong, Shen Shaoxian, Mao Yilu, all of them were born in the young master of the family, and they not only liked poetry and wine, but also liked to come to the fist to guess the wine order. Pick it up and play, everyone is like-minded, no matter the upper and lower levels here, only the winners and losers of the wine table.

came to three rounds of guessing, Wang Zhizheng lost to Mao Yilu in a row, and couldn't help but laugh and pointed at Mao Yilu and said, "Brother Mao, you ...... Your ability to guess is really iron, for you, I am not convinced elsewhere, but I am really convinced for guessing one!"

Mao Yilu also laughed and said: "That is, when it comes to marching and fighting, I can't compare to Zheng Lie, Huang Zongxi, when it comes to poetry and literary talent, I can't compare to Chen Zilong, Mr. Ruan Yuanhai, when it comes to courage and diligence, I can't compare to General Liangfu, General Zhiqi, when it comes to governing the country and leveling the world, I can't compare to Shen Shaoxian, Tong Yingqiu, when it comes to strategizing, I can't compare to General Jiang Nai...... When it comes to shocking the world and worrying about the country, I can't compare to Hou Ye! Only when it comes to guessing, the lower officials can have a slight upper hand, so Hou Ye is still, give the lower officials a way to live......

Ruan Dacheng praised everyone present next to each other in one sentence, and even Wang Zhiqi, who had just been cooked for a few days, was praised by him. Immediately, everyone laughed heartily.

At this time, Shen Shaoxian, who has always been funny and good at speaking quickly, patted the table and pointed at Mao Yilu and said: "There is another point, you Mao Yilu didn't say it, but I only obey you!"

Everyone stared at Shen Shaoxian, waiting for him to make witty words, Shen Shaoxian pointed at Mao Yilu with chopsticks and smiled: "When it comes to the skill of patting, all the princes here, I can only convince Lord Mao Yilu!"

In a word, everyone laughed again.

At this time, Huang Zongxi, who had not spoken for a long time, stood up, picked up the wine glass and said seriously: "Brother Shen, what you said is good, this is called the finishing touch, your words will slip out of Lord Mao Yilu's little Jiujiu, the student feels that there is a little bit of that that has to admire Lord Mao Yilu, that is, the ability to be old and strong!" Everyone has heard of it, the sixty-year-old Lord Mao, recently accepted a new concubine, seventeen years old, I thought that Lord Mao was a hero in the twilight, who knows, this little lady, actually added a son to Lord Mao, it can really be said that the sword is not old, the old man is in the woods, and he is determined to be thousands of miles!

In a word, everyone who said it gave a thumbs up, this matter is true, Mao Yilu heard this, and couldn't help but be a little shy and hurriedly picked up the wine cup to cover up!

At this time, Wang Zhizheng, who was sitting next to him, patted the table and said: "Yes, this matter, I only serve Mao Gong, this little wife has added a son to Mao Gong, so that Mao Gong has a taste, the old man has a son, and the children and grandchildren are the joy of the world, as everyone knows, Mao Gong has the earliest, and the grandson is also the earliest, although he has just arrived in the sixtieth year, but he already has a great-grandson, and now, the great-grandson and the young son have fun together, which can be said to be a good story in the south of the Yangtze River with the blessing of all the people in the world!

Wang Zhizheng said a word, everyone couldn't help but be amazed, Huang Zongxi picked up the wine glass and said: "In the next, just have a cup of heart with this Mao Gong, who has the blessing of Qi people and the immortality of the sword, and be happy!"

Chen Zilong, Huang Zongxi's classmate, saw that Mao Yilu was taken by Huang Zongxi's army, and he also came to beat the water dog, he stood up with a smile and raised his glass and laughed: "Lord Mao, as the saying goes, the old husband and young wife, the joy of the boudoir, the former holy teacher, is born from the combination of Shu Liang Ji and the little wife, so it seems that your young son, maybe you can become a big thing! For you, the precious young son, the student toasts!"

After all, it was also drunk all, Mao Yilu did not refuse, and when it came to his most proud handwriting, how could he refuse everyone's toast.

In this way, Huang Zongxi, Shen Shaoxian, Wang Zhizheng, Chen Zilong, wheel warfare, took turns to attack Mao Yilu, and after a while, the old man drank with wine, and he shook his head and began to chant poems, expressing his depressed life! Reciting Bai Juyi's "Woodpecker Song", sad and generous:

Don't dye red threads

Boast of good colors

I have two sideburns

Knowing that you can't sell it

Wang Zhizheng laughed, patted the gray hair of Mao Yilu and said: "Brother Mao, don't be discouraged, don't sink, you have to remember that you are a capable minister and a cadre of the Ming court! Although you are close to the age of sixtieth, you can still make meritorious contributions!"

As he spoke, Wang Zhizheng took the long sword from Huang Zongxi's hand and said, "Today's drink is so enjoyable, Ben Hou can't help but want to write poems!"

As he spoke, he held the long sword in his hand, jumped to the middle, danced the tiger and the tiger, and while dancing the sword, he recited Cao Cao's "Short Song Xing":

When you sing about wine, life is geometric!

For example, the morning dew is bitter in the past.

Be generous and unforgettable.

How can we solve our worries? Only Du Kang.

Qingqing Zijin, leisurely my heart.

But for the sake of the king, he has been groaning so far.

Yo yo deer chirping, eating wild apples.

I have guests, drummers and shengs.

It's as clear as the moon, when can it be done?

Worries come from it, and they cannot be cut off.

The more strange it is, the more vain it exists.

Qi Kuo talks about the feast, thinking of the old grace.

The moon stars are scarce, and the black magpie flies south.

Three turns around the tree, what branches can be followed?

The mountains are not tired of being high, and the sea is not tired of being deep.

Zhou Gong vomited and fed, and the world returned to the heart.

Wang Zhizheng is good at chanting, and his voice is low and majestic

Wang Zhizheng's horizontal lance poems, different from Cao Cao's poems, he is simply playing with swords, that skilled swordsmanship, and the courage of the sword out of the sheath, with his handsome eyebrows and eyes, stiff figure, in his early thirties, both heroic and strong, and mature man's steadiness and bearing, the officials who watched couldn't help but sigh and praise!

Wang Zhizheng danced, put the sword away, and put it back into Huang Zongxi's scabbard, at this time, Sixth Sister Bian, who had been peeking out of the window, couldn't help but have red circles in her eyes, turned around and left secretly!

The cronies couldn't help but shout: "Good dance!"

"Master Hou's swordsmanship is outstanding!"

Wang Zhizheng laughed, sat back in a chic manner, and then said with a smile: "Dance the sword and cheer everyone!"

At this time, Jiang Nai stood up and shouted loudly: "Sixth sister, come here, call a girl to the adults alone!"

The maid at the door hurriedly went downstairs to call Sixth Sister Bian.

Not long after, I heard a burst of laughter, and then saw the charm of the sixth sister Bian Tingting walked to the middle, bowed down and said: "Look, the old man is on the rise today, and he forgot to tell the girl, hurry up and pour wine and food for the old man!"

The girls smiled and sat next to the adults, and a little girl who looked very small also sat beside Wang Zhizheng, Wang Zhizheng waved his hand, called Bian Sixth Sister over and said, "Sixth Sister, this girl is too young, you let him serve people?"

Sixth Sister Bian grinned and said: "Master Hou doesn't know, some masters like this kind of little girl who is twelve or thirteen years old and has no adult......

Wang Zhizheng slapped the table and said angrily: "Shut up! You remember for me, girls under the age of fourteen are forbidden to pick up customers in the future!

Sixth Sister Bian saw that Wang Zhizheng suddenly spoiled herself and became angry, and couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved: "It's not just ...... I'm here ...... Which Qinglou doesn't have teenage girls......"

Wang Zhizheng turned to Mao Yilu and said: "Lord Mao, you are in charge of Dali Temple, after you go back, together with the criminal department Shangshu Tanakajia, draw up a rule: Qinglou is not allowed to let young girls under the age of 14 receive guests, if there is, the boss will be fined 1 million taels of silver!

Hearing this, the little girl hurriedly knelt on the ground in fright: "Master Hou, don't be angry, Master Hou, slave maid, slave maid is fourteen years old......"

Wang Zhizheng helped the little girl up, looked at it, and saw that although she was not yet an adult, she already had a budding girl's breath, a beautiful face, and looked very charming, so he asked kindly, "Don't be afraid, what's your name, where are you from?"

The little girl spoke clearly: "The slave maid Yang is like this, and the people of Songjiang Huating are ......"

Wang Zhizheng nodded and said, "Yang is like this...... What's the reason for this name?"

The little girl saw that Wang Zhizheng was so amiable, and she also raised her head and stared at Wang Zhizheng with clear big eyes: "Hou Ye guess!"

Wang Zhizheng waved his hand and laughed: "I'm just a shallow learner, I should ask Ruan Dacheng, or Chen Zilong!

Chen Zilong next to him shook the paper fan and said with a smile: "I see how charming Qingshan is, I expect Qingshan to see me like this!

Yang Ru smiled at Chen Zilong and nodded, Chen Zilong suddenly felt that this little Lori was actually bright and moving, and he suddenly felt a sense of affection.

Wang Zhizheng waved his big hand with pride: "Reward Yang Ru is ten taels of silver! If it weren't for you, Ben Hou wouldn't have discovered the unhealthy tendencies of the young girls in Jinling City and the Qinglou!"

Zhou Cheng hurriedly took out a piece of silver dumpling from his arms and handed it to the little girl.

The little girl hurriedly took it, knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you for the favor of Master Hou!"

Sixth Sister Bian hurriedly let Ru retreat, Wang Zhizheng dragged Sixth Sister Bian and let her sit on his lap: "Long time no see, do you miss me?"

Sixth Sister Bian smiled: "The slaves and maids are ready to go to Yancheng County to find you!"

Wang Zhizheng laughed, hugged Sixth Sister Bian and continued to drink and have fun with all his cronies!

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