readx; The Nine Kings and Zhao Tong are the same generation, but the Nine Kings are the younger brothers of the current saint's compatriots, and their identity is definitely more noble than that of Zhao Xiaoyong of the Side Sect, Zhao Xiaoyong gave up his main companion seat, and repeatedly invited the Nine Kings to take a seat, and when the Nine Kings sat down, he was sitting next to the Nine Kings, that is, the table where Chang Zhijiao was sitting. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Chang Zhijiao wanted to let him sit, Zhao Xiaoyong said: "This is a family banquet, you and I don't have to be so separated." Chang Zhijiao gave up and said with a smile: "I was afraid that the master and our mother would sit too crowded." ”

First of all, there were six women dancing in pink dance clothes in the middle, and Youwei didn't know what kind of dance she was dancing, so she felt that the dance was quite beautiful, and soon she didn't have much mood to watch it, because her mind was full of images of Ye Scar looking at the ground expressionlessly.

Youwei watched her father and mother talking in a whisper, and didn't notice her, so she slowly sat back, and sure enough, she saw Ye Zhen behind Jiuwang, who was watching the dancing girl dance. You Weixiang believes that the word mechanics does not come in vain, she stared at her eyes, condensed all the strength of her body into the dantian, and then continuously poured all her mental power into Ye Zhen through her eyes, to put it bluntly, she was staring at Ye Zhen.

Ye Wei has been training for many years, and his sensitivity is definitely stronger than that of ordinary people, and he soon noticed that someone was staring at him, he raised his head vigilantly, and saw Youwei staring at him on the left side, Youwei saw him seeing himself, and quickly smiled brightly, Ye Zhen glanced at her, picked up the cup and drank water.

Youwei knew that Ye Zhenqi had disappeared for the most part, and she was secretly rejoicing, but Chang Zhijiao asked Youwei: "What are you doing?" ”

Youwei hurriedly said: "I saw a bright bird in the tree, but when I wanted to see it again, it was hidden in the tree." ”

Chang Zhijiao followed the direction she was looking at, naturally she couldn't see this bright bird, she whispered: "This is a banquet, be solemn and calm, the girl's family looks around, others still think you have a crush?" ”

Youwei smiled: "My mother loves to joke, and my daughter just wants to stay by her mother's side for a few more years." ”

Chang Zhijiao also smiled and said: "I said before that I would spend my whole life with my mother, but now I say that I will accompany my mother for a few years, so soon, I can't help my mother?" “

Youwei thought of her previous words, smiled, Chang Zhijiao took her hand, and said, "I just discussed with your father, and when this song and dance is over, Brother Zhang will propose that everyone write poems and write them on a slip of paper, without signature, don't you like to read books very much?" Think about it well, don't be robbed of the limelight by others! ”

Sure enough, Zhao Youzhang got up and said: "After watching the song and dance, you must have to make some poems to have fun, although you let go to compose poems, write them on a small note, you don't have to sign them, if you let people guess who did it, it is because the personal style is too strong, and you must be fined three glasses of wine." ”

Everyone said it was funny, and Chang Zhijiao quietly asked Youwei: "What do you think of that white boy?" ”

Youwei didn't react: "I've seen it twice, and I know how to be polite." ”

Chang Zhijiao's eyes lit up instantly: "Have you met twice?" ”

Youwei couldn't react anymore and was really stupid, she was afraid that Chang Zhijiao would mess up the mandarin duck spectrum, so she hurriedly said: "Mother, where do you want to go, the first time was Brother Zhang'er took him to pass by the gate of my yard, we just saluted each other, and the second time I accidentally met, Wanniang hugged the moon and was there." ”

Chang Zhijiao didn't say anything more, maybe because her daughter was not enlightened enough, she naturally wouldn't force her daughter to do anything, maybe the champion was still there, there were more people who were better than Bai Gongzi, and the status of wanting to come to Mu Wangfu was not low, so there was really no need to be too anxious, so she said: "Think about the poem you wrote." “

Youwei was anxious, she really hadn't written much poetry, and she had memorized the poems Ye Zhen had written to her before, but it was really ...... when it came to such an occasion. Fortunately, I have read a few more poems, and it should be okay to pretend forcibly, after all, I am the daughter of the boudoir, how many talents can I have like Li Qingzhao?

Thinking of this for a while, Youwei had to write a poem, and after writing, she didn't let Chang Zhijiao look at it, and immediately folded it up, and after everyone finished writing, there was a maid holding a wide mouth of small vase-like ceramics up, everyone threw the poem into it one by one, and the maid bowed her head and held the vase in front of the nine kings, and the nine kings took off the fan, stretched it out into the vase and stirred it, in order to show fairness, and then said: "This fan is hard, can be anti-dark, there is an orchid pavilion preface imitated by this king, if everyone likes it, you can make a color head." ”

Everyone is gearing up, this is here, except for Chang Zhijiao's mother and daughter and Mrs. Lan's mother and daughter, they are all men, Youwei can't help but think, if Jiuwang holds a concert in modern times, I don't know what kind of situation it will be?

Zhao Youzhang took out a small note from the vase, opened it and read it aloud:

Flowers bloom with grass and wood essence, and the warm sun is light in the sky.

Jingu wine drunk and do not return, this garden should be given the name of the sages.

Youwei Yuguang caught a glimpse of Youxing lowering her head and pursing her lips and laughing, everyone laughed, Zhao Xiaoyong looked at Youxing, and said with a smile: "This must have been done by Sister Xing." ”

Youxing stood up and saluted with a clear eye: "Let everyone laugh." ”

One person said with a smile: "The nickname of the Nine Princes is Qunxian, and the little girl deliberately mixed up the phonetic words, which is very interesting." ”

Jiuwang also smiled and said, "You little girl, you always like to joke with Uncle Jiu." "It's not easy for a little girl to make poems, and it's a teenage girl, so generous and not stage fright, it's very rare, Jiuwang touched it around his waist and took out a small piece of jade, the little jade Youwei looked at it from a distance and felt good, not to mention everyone's reaction.

Jiuwang smiled and said: "It's not appropriate for Sister Xing'er to take a fan, this little jade is going to give my mother a hairpin, and I'll give it to you now." Youxing was stunned, Mrs. Lan quietly pulled the corner of her skirt on the side, she glanced at Zhao Xiaoyong, Zhao Xiaoyong smiled lovingly and said: "Your Uncle Jiuwang has always spoken with his words, and you wrote your own reward, go and receive it, don't forget to thank your Uncle Jiuwang." ”

Only then did the young apricot sweetly go up and kneel and bow, and the nine kings helped her up and said, "Sister Xing'er doesn't have to be so well-behaved. Then he gave her the jade.

When Youxing came back, she happily played with the little jade, and when she saw Youwei coming over, she proudly demonstrated to Youwei, and then took the jade jade in her arms.

I read a few more people's poems, and they were all guessed, and everyone guessed more and more happily, after all, personal style is difficult to erase.

Zhao Youzhang read another poem:

The candle flame is lit up, and the night is sleepless, and the smile is not grateful.

Where is the old hatred of Zhumen, the bead curtain moves, and the Qiong cup hides the moon.

Drinking the past into her arms, Rose is desperate.

Resentment, life and death, the twilight willow remnant red sunset.

Who can solve the amorous since ancient times, the net is overlapped, and there are thousands of knots!