The lights in Nanhu No. 9 Villa are brilliant and brilliant, and laughter is continuous.

Sumptuous dishes fill the dining table, and mellow wine fills the living room. According to the hospitality of the countryside, Huang Zhongyi is one year older than Brother Meng and sits on the head, that is, he takes the seat, and Brother Meng is one year younger and sits on the head, that is, he sits on the seat. The east side sat down, leaving a place for Du Ma, and Zhang Bo sat next to Brother Meng on the west side. There is Miao Er, and Liu Yang sits under Du Ma on the east side. Ling Jun sat on the south side, facing the whole table, holding a pot and pouring wine.

"Now the wine has passed three rounds of dishes and five flavors, I mention yì, except for me and Lao Meng, each of you has a song, if you sing well, you will not be punished for drinking, and if you can't sing, you will be punished with a glass of wine." Huang Zhongyi stroked his beard and said.

"No big or small song, no good or bad song, you have to participate in it." Brother Meng is also a white-bearded old man, with a ruddy face and a dignified appearance.

"I agree." Meng Lingjun voted by a show of hands.

"I agree with that." Wu Qing said.

"I agree more, look at the demeanor of the older generation." Miao Er smiled.

"I support everyone." Du Ma brought a pot of lotus seed soup and said with a smile.

"Godmothers are no exception." Miao Er said.

"What about you, man." Huang Zhongyi asked Zhang Bo with a smile.

"And, of course, no exception." Zhang Bo is not good at singing, but he can't cold everyone's sexual interest.

"Then, Brother Huang, you start first." Brother Meng said with a smile.

What do I sing? My son Liu Yang knows that he has never sung a song! Huang Zhongyi thought.

Everyone waited, hoping that Old Man Huang would be able to evacuate.

Huang Zhongyi got up and left his seat, walked to the center of the living room and said, "Yes, everyone, please listen: the third fold of "Han Palace Autumn": Ah! I am sad towards this wilderness. The grass has been yellowed, and the rabbit has frost early. The dog faded to the hair, and the man picked up the tassel gun. Horses were loaded with goods, carts were loaded with grain, and hunting enclosures. He, he, he, sad resignation; I, I, I, hand in hand on the river beam. others went from poverty to famine; I returned to Xianyang. Return to Xianyang, cross the palace wall; Over the palace walls. around the cloister; Around the cloister, near the pepper room; Near the pepper room, the moon is dusk and yellow; The moon is dusk and yellow, and the night is cool; Cool at night, weeping cold (1); Weeping sting, green screens; Green screens, don't think about it!"

After singing a song, Huang Zhongyi was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

"Dad, take a break!" Liu Yang hurriedly walked over to help him back to his seat.

Everyone applauded and welcomed.

"Dude. It's not easy to sing so seriously, the university asked. Admire, admire. Brother Meng stretched out his thumb and said.

"Showing off knowledge to the children, Zhang Bo is the most beneficial." Huang Zhongyi said.

"What is the meaning of this "Han Palace Autumn", it is a little difficult to understand," Liu Yang said with a snarky face.

"It is written about the process of Zhaojun's exit, and Zhaojun had to be ordered to make peace for the sake of the Han family. Under the threat of force, Emperor Yuan of Han, the lord of a country, could not even protect his favorite concubine. At the moment of parting, I saw the bleak scenery. It also adds to his sorrow and hatred, this fold from writing, to writing scenes, writing love, and fighting, the most real rhetorical techniques, can be a genius with a big pen, we are exhausted in our lives. It is difficult to break with the ancients. Zhang Bo said.

"Old Meng, it's your turn." Huang Zhongyi said.

Brother Meng moved the chair back and said, "I don't ask so much, so I'll sing Duan Bao Longtu and sit in Kaifeng Mansion." ”

Everyone applauded and welcomed.

Brother Meng cleared his throat and sang the Xipi guide: "Bao Longtu sits in Kaifeng Mansion and listens carefully." I once remembered the Dragon Boat Festival to congratulate the Son of Heaven. I talked to you in the courtroom, and when I talked about the trouble, you looked uncertain, and I expected that you must have an ex-wife in the original county. Now that his mother and son have come to look for you, why don't you recognize each other and deceive her? I advise you to recognize Xianglian as righteousness, and you can't regret it when the disaster comes. ”

"I didn't expect my dad to be able to say two sentences." Meng Lingjun said with a smile.

"Neither of them is simple." Liu Yang said, "Sit down and rest." ”

Zhang Bo helped Brother Meng pull a chair forward.

"Lao Meng, you are not simple, this quintessence is not easy to sing." Huang Zhongyi said.

"The quintessence of the country, the Baolong diagram inside is a national treasure. It doesn't matter if you sing well, it's just the spirit of learning from Bao Gong. Brother Meng said, very seriously.

"You are not an official, and you can't play even if you learn Baogong." Meng Lingjun said.

"I hope these officials can be like Bao Gong." Huang Zhongyi said.

"If you are all a baogong, our people will not be wronged." Wu Qing said.

"There aren't many good officials!" Brother Meng said with a long sigh.

"It's time for Brother Liu to sing." Miao Er said.

"No, it's time for Brother Zhang to sing. I must not add a wedge. Liu Yang smiled and waved his hand.

"It's my turn to sing, I've never sung before, what can I sing, pollute everyone's ears." Zhang Bo smiled helplessly.

"Then two glasses of wine." Meng Lingjun said: "I enforce the law like a mountain. ”

"I drink four glasses and can't sing." Zhang Bo smiled helplessly.

"I also drink four glasses. Can't sing. Wu Qing said. He touched the commander with his hand and asked his men to show mercy.

"Uncle Zhang, Brother Wu Qing, this is what you said, four glasses of wine." Meng Lingjun took the four cups on the table. It's full without wine. Zhang Bo was willing to be punished, and drank four glasses and four taels of wine in a row. Everyone laughed.

Wu Qing couldn't sing either, and the four glasses of wine were also drunk behind Zhang Bo.

"It's time for Brother Liu Yang this time." Miao Er said as an overseer on the side.

"I'll do a while." Liu Yang stood up, cleared his throat and sang: "The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, the waves are sweeping away the heroes, the success or failure of right and wrong is empty, the green mountains are still there, the sunset is red several times, the white-haired fisherman is on the river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze, a pot of turbid wine is happy to meet, how many things in ancient and modern times are all laughing and talking"

Everyone applauded and was not punished for drinking.

"It's time for the army." Zhang Bo said.

"When I was a foreman at a hotel in Beijin, I listened to a song and sang it to everyone." Meng Lingjun said that he still had a wine bottle in his hand.

"Sing it, everyone." Miao Er said with a smile.

"Let the youth blow your long hair and let it pull your dreams, unconsciously the history of this red dust has remembered your smile, the blue sky in the red heart is the beginning of life, the spring rain sleepless overnight you have been empty sleep days, let the delicate flowers of youth bloom deep red face, fly to fly to the sky full of flying flotsam is to fantasize about your smile, autumn to spring to go in the red dust who is arranged in fate, ice and snow are silent cold night of your difficult to hide the brilliance, look at me take a look, don't let the red face keep the empty pillow, youth has no regrets and never dies forever lover." Meng Lingjun sang with sincerity, and everyone listened attentively.

"Okay, that's it! It's better for you to drink some wine with Liu Yang. Zhang Bo intercepted Ling Jun and said.

"I'm for it." Miao Er responded positively.

"Whoever doesn't sing, Dean Miao has to sing too." Liu Yang said.

"Okay, I'll sing a song, Huangmei Opera." Miao Er said: "The birds on the trees are in pairs, the green waters and green mountains are smiling, and from now on they will not suffer from the slavery, and the husband and wife will both return home." ”

"Don't sing first!" Huang Zhongyi said suddenly.

"What's the matter, Uncle Huang." Zhang Bo asked.

"I remember something." Huang Zhongyi said.

"The mourning of the Liu family is so big, the scene is so prosperous, what is happening to Liu Sanhan, the son of Liu Yu, now." Huang Zhongyi remembered this question.

"It doesn't seem like there's any news." Brother Meng said: "Why don't we even forget this stubble." Meng Ge said.

"I'll inquire tomorrow." Liu Yang said.

"He will not escape, for he is guilty of a great crime, and he wants to cover it up, and it will be sooner or later that he will be executed." Zhang Bo said.

"In the past, the ancients settled accounts after the autumn and beheaded the criminals, will this Liu Sanban also be shot after the autumn?" Meng Ge said.

"That was in the past, but as long as the High Court sentences and the judiciary prosecutes, I believe his death will not be far off." Zhang Bo said.

"Big brother may be right." Liu Yang said.

"This hateful Liu family!" Meng Lingjun scolded hatefully.

"Brought to justice long overdue." Wu Qing said that he was also very resentful.

"Keep singing." Huang Zhongyi said.

Miao Er restarted "Husband and Wife Return Home".

To be continued! (To be continued......)