Zhang Lei, the mainstay of the literary world.

Chao Buzhi is good at prose poetry.

Huang Tingjian, the ancestor of the famous Jiangxi poetry school, is a master of calligraphy.

Qin Guan, a representative figure of the graceful lyricist. As soon as the famous Queqiao Immortal's golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. If the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight! 'Recited through the ages.

These are all literary heroes who have left their names in history.

Although Wang Xiao was going to take the internal route this time, he would not dare to drink wine and tea with them for the sake of the future.

After confessing his sin, Wang Xiao sat down at the table generously.

In the flower gallery in the hall, there is the brightest moon girl in the Drunken Moon Pavilion who is playing the qin, and there are a few companions on the side.

The music is around the beams, and the sound is in the ears.

When Wang Xiao heard the introduction, he looked at Miss Mingyue in surprise. He remembered the bright moon girl in the dream of Red Mansions before.

This stage name is really popular.

The girl in a moon-white dress lowered her head and stroked the qin, unable to see her face clearly. Wang Xiao didn't care too much.

"Come on, come on, Zihou. The drinks here are good, you and I drink together. ”

Wang Xiao also did not refuse, took the wine glass and smoulded it directly.

Huang Tingjian and the others were stunned.

This wine is an untold secret of the Yao family in the west of the city, and the entrance is spicy and extremely intoxicating. This cup is drunk several times, like Wang Xiao's heroic cow drink, it's really the first time I've seen it.

"Hahaha~~~ Zihou is heroic. I'm being stingy. Again! ”

These people are all good drinkers, and they don't care if Wang Xiao is white at this time, they are all members of the court. After drinking and drinking, they all began to be heroic.

Qin Guan pulled Wang Xiao to fight for wine, Huang Tingjian danced when he heard the music, and Zhang Lei had to let Wang Xiao find a way to combine the two to make wine and tea.

As for Chao Buzhi, he and Wang Xiao had fought more than 20 glasses of high-altitude wine, and at this moment he had already fallen under the table.

It is said to be a high-quality sake, but in fact it is only in its thirties. After all, the purification and distillation process is not so perfect.

But this kind of two-to-three wine glasses, with more than 20 glasses in a row, are stuffy, and people who have almost drunk will really go up.

Huang Tingjian originally thought that Wang Xiao was excellent at making tea, but other aspects were average.

But while drinking and chatting, he was stunned to find that Wang Xiao knew a lot about his daily life from astronomy to geography, from terroir to human feelings, from poetry to songs, from painting to music, and even court politics.

This is still Wang Xiao deliberately collected, if he lets go, he can faint these people.

So much experience, not for nothing.

"If you want to talk about the beauty of poetry, Hangou Jushi is absolutely second to none."

Wang Xiao, who had drunk several catties, was in high spirits, and gave a thumbs up to Qin Guan with admiration, "A song of Queqiao Immortal, singing Qixi Festival." The sorrows and joys of the world are exhausted. ”

"Queqiao Immortal?" Qin Guan, who was drunk, burped and asked dizzily, "What Queqiao Immortal?" ”

"The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark."

"As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world."

"Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the magpie bridge. If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ”

Wang Xiao, who was holding a wine glass, said with emotion, "The deep affection, the lofty intention, and the beauty of the language are really endless." Especially the last two..."

"Good !!"

Qin Guan roared angrily, and the frightened and defenseless Wang Xiao threw away the wine glass in his hand.

He is really defenseless, a few literati and a few musicians have something to guard against.

Chao Buzhi, who was lying under the table, jumped up in fright and almost overturned the wine table.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?" Chao Buzhi, who was confused, got up and looked around.

Qin Guan, who looked extremely excited, shouted and quickly said the Queqiao Immortal that Wang Xiao said before. Before he finished with the sentence "This is definitely a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages!" ”

Wang Xiao looked at Qin Guan in a daze, and he didn't know what to say.

Big brother, this is your masterpiece! What a situation now!

The situation is actually quite simple.

Wang Xiao remembered that Queqiao Immortal was Qin Guan's work, but the problem was that it was now the eighth year of Yuan You, and Queqiao Xian's work was written in the fourth year of Shaosheng, when Qin Guan was belittled and controlled by Chenzhou in southern Hunan, to commemorate a singer in Changsha on Qixi Festival.

There was a difference of four years, and Qin Guan, who was still in the stage of spring breeze triumph at this time, did not have the shadow of this poem in his mind at all.

Unintentionally, Wang Xiao made his apprentice Wen Copying Gong again.

"Zihou is talented."

"As soon as this word comes out, it will not be easy to write Tanabata words in the future."

This poem is deeply affectionate, I don't know which girl Zihou gave it to? Didn't you see Miss Mingyue and fall in love at first sight? ”

Mingyue, who was not far away, no longer stroked the qin, but got up and brought a glass of wine over and respectfully handed it to Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao (?), who has never been to such a place, has never been there. I don't know anything about the rules here. He also never kept wine here.

subconsciously took the wine glass, and then inadvertently looked at the charming girl in front of him.

At the age of about seventeen or eighteen, the long skirt on his body is elegant and simple, his eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and his skin is like condensation. There is no doubt that she is a first-class beauty.

Qin Guan and several people, regardless of their age, were coaxing with ambiguous smiles on their faces, "Drink, drink quickly." ”

Wang Xiao, who always felt that there was something wrong here, was cramped and hesitated in his heart, and then drank the wine in one gulp.

"Mingyue Xie Gongzi is a generous gift."

The pretty girl with a blushing face bowed deeply to Wang Xiao.

This is the Drunken Moon Pavilion, although the name is good, but in fact it is still three tiles and two houses.

It was the tradition of the literati of the Great Song Dynasty to recite poems and give them to dance girls on such occasions.

Poetry and songs are both good and bad. Although you will be grateful for the next step, whether it is good or bad, the reward is very different.

It's a cliché, and it's nice to get a thank you.

A little level, the girl will come to give the wine in person.

The level is good, you can play tea around, play the piano or something.

As for the level of brilliance, it is also possible to be a guest of the curtain.

After all, the competition in this industry is also very fierce. Everyone is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and they are all bright-eyed and beautiful.

Why do some people need dozens or hundreds of times to make a tea round, while some people only have a few?

The difference, of course, is that the reputation is different.

If you want to increase your reputation, asking celebrities to write poems and sing them is the fastest shortcut.

Wang Xiao's level of this Queqiao Immortal, even if there is no praise from Qin Guan, Huang Tingjian and others, for Mingyue, who has received training in qin, chess, calligraphy, painting and literature since she was a child, she can hear it herself.

This kind of top-notch poetry is enough to get the top-notch reward.

Seeing Mingyue bring paper and pen and put it aside respectfully, Wang Xiao immediately understood that this was to be written by himself.

Since he has inadvertently done a copyist, it is not good for him to pull Qin Guan's clothes and sway at this time, shouting that you are sober up, this is your finished work!

Take advantage of it, take advantage of it, what's the big deal.

At most, he will find a way to help Qin Guan in the future, lest he end up in charge of Qiongzhou gnawing coconuts.

Wang Xiao picked up the pen and wrote out the Queqiao Immortal with a sway.

Huang Tingjian, who was observing from the sidelines, couldn't help but admire: "This hand Zhang Menglong tablet is well written, and it is not too much compared with the Dongpo monks." ”

As a literary master, Su Dongpo knows a lot of fonts, but the best thing is regular script.

Su Dongpo is a real genius, and Wang Xiao here is a practice that has been accumulated with time.

After writing, Wang Xiao generously gave Miss Mingyue a generous payment.

Then Qin Guan and the others stepped forward one by one, took a pen and wrote their names on it, and even used a monogram.

If this painting can be handed down to a thousand years later, it is estimated that it will not be a problem to auction millions of dollars with these few flowers and signatures.

Mingyue, whose face was full of blush, saluted deeply and thanked her again, and then took away the character with great care.

It didn't take much effort, and the steward of the Drunken Moon Pavilion came over to thank him in person. And the precious wine was delivered, and the table was replaced.

"Come on, come on~~~"

didn't know that this poem was originally his own Qin Guan, and shouted with a wine glass, "For this poem, everyone drinks!" ”

Another round of binge drinking.

There is no doubt that Wang Xiao has become the target of wine.

And these celebrities are not real at all. Quietly poured the wine, spilled directly on the sleeve, saying that it was a drink, but in fact it was just pretending to take a sip. All kinds of tricks were used.

If you really think of these celebrities as people who eat the ancients, then you are really drunk.

This drink is directly drunk to the cold moon hanging.

The four scholars of Sumen all went under the table early. Even the Queqiao Immortal who heard that this song was hung in the lobby later, and many so-called celebrities who came to admire it were already drunk by Wang Xiao.

"No, I can't drink it."

Even if it has a strong body several times that of ordinary people, it is also a real test of alcohol. But in the face of this kind of wheel war, Wang Xiao couldn't bear it and went to the toilet several times.

Now that he has really reached his limit, he should completely lose his mind and fall into a drunken state if he drinks it again.

For a time traveler, such a state of exposing oneself to danger is absolutely not allowed.

Wang Xiao arched his hand under the wine table, and then staggered out of the box to go home for a good night's sleep.

Then he was stopped.

"Lang Jun, Mingyue is ready there, just wait for Lang Jun to enter the cave room."

The smiling steward happily led people to send Wang Xiao upstairs.

And Wang Xiao, who heard these words, also subconsciously let go of his tightly clenched fists.

Don't think that the stewards in the three tiles and two houses are all at the level of Ruhua, this is simply impossible.

In fact, most of these people were leaders in the industry when they were young, and they saved money to start their own business. Even if you are old, you can't be like a flower. More of it is still charming.

"What's the matter? What cave house? ”

Wang Xiao was drunk, and his mouth was full of wine and said nonsense, "I don't know anything." ”

Mingyue is the most popular in the Drunken Moon Pavilion, and she is also old.

She was looking for suitable characters before, but she couldn't look down on those pot-bellied wealthy businessmen, until she met Wang Xiao today.

Handsome in appearance and extraordinary in spirit.

Talented and valued by several bachelors, still so young.

Such a good goal appeared in front of us, of course, it could not be let go.

was sent all the way into the cave room, and the bright moon girl in the wedding dress was already sitting on the edge of the bed.

The door was closed, and Wang Xiao drank a cup of tea.

Subconsciously raised his hand to the placket, Wang Xiao whispered.

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