Chapter 62: The Drunkard

"Interesting!"

The empress groaned slightly, she had already developed a great interest in Dong Chen now. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Xiao Di, you just said that Dong Chen, where does he live now?"

"Xianju Inn!"

"It's an inn opened by that girl in Taiping! It just so happens that I haven't been to see Taiping for a long time, so I'll go to Xianju Inn tonight! ”

Di Renjie was stunned, and suddenly smiled: "Your Majesty, Weichen dares to make a bet with you!" ”

"What kind of bet?"

"Weichen bet Your Majesty, you can't find out Dong Chen's secret!"

A contemptuous smile appeared on the empress's face: "There is nothing in the world that I can't explore!" ”

At night, the door of the Xianju Inn in Chang'an City was closed, but there was a loud sound inside.

Dong Chen was in the hall of the Xianju Inn at this time, and he and the many guests in the inn sang and danced, chanted poems and drank wine.

"Lord Shiyin, I toast you!"

I don't know how many guests came over to toast Dong Chen, he almost didn't know Dong Chen, but he couldn't listen to flattery, others were slightly flattering, he took the wine glass, and poured it down boldly, it didn't take long, Dong Chen's little belly was about to be broken by the wine, and his head was also dizzy, he wanted to vomit several times, although it was much more comfortable to vomit, but Dong Chen still used his dark energy to forcibly suppress the feeling of turning his stomach for the sake of face.

Dong Chen drank so much that those people repeatedly begged Dong Chen to compose poems, and Dong Chen plagiarized several poems in a row to show off at this banquet.

"Ask the heavens about wine, who will not die in ancient and modern times. The precious is not dead, less worry and more joy. ”

"Drunk and singing and crazy, idle in front of the door. It is still suspected that the head of the small household wakes up first, and he must not live in the drunken country for a long time. ”

"Away from hatred is like wine, ancient and modern drinks are drunk. I am afraid of the water of the Yangtze River, and it is full of tears of children. ”

……

The crowd was boiling instantly, and every time Dong Chen chanted, the crowd shouted wildly.

Dong Chen's casual recitation is all famous sentences that have been passed down through the ages, and there are several songs in a row, how can it not be shocking.

Of course, there are also some talented and beautiful people who have heard of Dong Chen's poetry, and this time they specially brought the most proud poems in their lives to participate in this banquet.

But now when they hear the famous sentences chanted by Dong Chen, these talented and beautiful people have an epiphany and feel ashamed, but the poems they have written with all their hearts and minds are not as good as a poem that Dong Chen casually chanted, and now where do they dare to come forward and beg for hardship.

The talented people were disheartened, some just lowered their heads and drank stuffy, while some of the talented people quietly left the Xianju Inn, tearing the poems and texts that they had worked so hard to smash, and many of those beauties frequently threw flattering eyes at Dong Chen.

Even the pair of eyes of Shangguan Wan'er, who had always been cold, often peeked at Dong Chen when others were not paying attention.

They looked at Dong Chen very warmly, if Dong Chen's poems and texts were put in the world, each of them would be heirlooms, but now Dong Chen was inexhaustible, and casually chanted a poem.

Dong Chen drank another pot of wine, chanted a poem, the pot was empty, Dong Chen didn't bother to take it, snatched the wine glass from a beautiful woman's hand, and with the latter's surprised expression, Dong Chen picked up a brush and signed the word Shiyin on her clothes, and the latter looked at others in ecstasy.

Dong Chen picked up the wine but didn't drink it, walked to the counter, and handed the wine glass to the cold Shangguan Wan'er: "The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor." Sister Shangguan, you can also have a drink. ”

Shangguan Wan'er didn't give Dong Chen face at all, pushed away the wine glass handed over by Dong Chen, put on a cold face and said, "I don't drink!" ”

When drinking is rising, people should be bolder, Dong Chen has not yet spoken, and a poet sitting on the wine table next to him with a long sword on his waist suddenly stood up, and said fiercely: "Shangguan Wan'er, don't be embarrassed, you don't drink Lord Shiyin's wine?" ”

Shangguan Wan'er slapped the counter angrily: "I'm impatient, aren't you?" ”

Shangguan Wan'er stared at the sword poet with horizontal eyes, the poet was excited, and his wine seemed to have woken up a little, no longer drunk and crazy, and sat back in the chair in conviction.

Dong Chen was also very embarrassed, blushing and muttering to himself, "If the Shangguan girl doesn't give Dong face, Dong Chen can only drink this glass of wine by himself." ”

Dong Chen raised his head and took a sip of the wine in the toast, although he was very chic when he drank it, but after drinking, Dong Chen's head felt a little heavier, and he became a little fluttery when he walked.

Dong Chen's bladder was even more painful, and a urge to urinate hit, Dong Chen swayed and touched to find the toilet, but he only felt that there were flowers in front of him, and the figures he saw were all three illusory, and the limping Dong Chen actually walked out towards the door of the inn, and those drinkers were already drunk, and no one noticed Dong Chen.

Dong Chen touched the door, the door opened, a person walked in, Dong Chen bumped into him, but Dong Chen's eyes were not clear, he just thought that he had arrived at the toilet, the person in front of him was the handrail, Dong Chen reached out and groped on the person in front of him, this handrail is so soft, the hand on it seems to be grasping on cotton, it is very comfortable, Dong Chen smiled: "No...... I didn't expect Datang's toilet to be so advanced, hehehe. ”

Dong Chen untied his belt with both hands, and was about to take off his pants to urinate, when he suddenly heard a piercing scream: "Playing hooligan!" ”

Dong Chen was frightened by this voice, almost frightened, and swayed to hold the humanoid handrail in front of him, but his eyes were scanning around, and he shouted loudly: "Playing hooligan? Who's playing hooligan? Who dares to play hooligan in front of my Lord Shiyin and champion Hou Dongchen? ”

"Smack!"

Shangguan Wan'er walked in front of Dong Chen, and gave Dong Chen a slap without saying anything, Dong Chen looked at Shangguan Wan'er very puzzled, this slap did not wake him up, he was still a little drunk, and stammered: "You...... You...... Why are you hitting me? Don't ...... I thought you were a woman, so I wouldn't dare to flatten you. ”

"You hit me again!"

"Whoa!"

Shangguan Wan'er did not slap Dong Chen again, but directly lifted a bucket of cold water and poured it on Dong Chen's head.

The bucket of water was very cold and poured on Dong Chen's body, making Dong Chen feel as if he had flown into the sky, the taste was not ordinarily cool, but people were also stimulated by the cold water, he shook his head heavily, and shook off a lot of water stains on his hair, although his head was still very painful, his steps were also a little floating.

His eyes could already see people clearly, he looked at Shangguan Wan'er standing in front of him with a bucket, and asked with a puzzled expression: "What are you doing with a bucket in your hand?" ”

And Dong Chen's hand was still on the humanoid armrest, and he couldn't help pinching it heavily, and said intoxicatedly: "It's so soft!" ”