Chapter 195: Stirring the Wind and the Moon
Zhao Wanxi bent down slightly, and a faint fragrance slowly penetrated the tip of Shen Kang's nose, and as she whispered, the warm aroma blew into his ear piercing.
Shen Kang's body stiffened slightly, and a warm current rushed through a certain part of his body, and his whole body was crisp, and he didn't make a sound.
Zhang Ge raised his glass and said: "I am the oldest of all of you here, so I will raise a cup, and wish you all an early entry into the department, and the title of the gold list." ”
"Good!" Sun Zhou laughed and said, "Come! Done! ”
After a drink, Shen Kang smiled: "Dry drinking is also boring, why don't we play a game?" ”
Jiang Liushu said: "Okay, since you are the head and the master, it is up to San Lang to decide what to play." ”
Shen Kang turned his eyes to look at Zhao Wanxi and said, "Bring the pot I prepared." ”
"Yes." Zhao Wanxi bent her knees slightly, then turned around and went to the door and took a porcelain pot with a small belly.
When the porcelain pot arrives in front of you, you can see through the narrow spout that there are more than a dozen bamboo slips inside.
Shen Kang put his arm into the mouth of the pot, stirred it inside, took a bamboo slip, and read the words on the head of the bamboo slip: "Shoot." ”
Hearing these two words, half of the people present were embarrassed.
Zhang Ge said with a smile: "According to legend, Cao Wei Warlock Guan Zhi loves this play very much. It's a pity that the tricks of ancient times have long been lost, and what has been handed down today is mostly new ways of playing that have been saved by future generations, but it is the most difficult of these orders, and half of the people here don't know it. It's better to ruin it, and then choose an elegant and vulgar one to be stubborn? ”
Shen Kang nodded: "Okay." As he spoke, he put his hand in and took out a bamboo slip again.
"Pitcher."
Pitching pots is a game developed from the ancient "shooting salute", and people often love to play this game during banquets today.
First of all, one person must be selected and ordered to be "Si Shot". Judging whether the pitcher hits or not, in layman's terms, is the referee of the game.
Participants throw arrows made of wattle wood at target pots that are several meters apart, and the more they hit, the more they win, and if they lose, they will be punished with wine and made to play the piano.
"That's good." Jiang Liushu got up and said, "Brother Zhang is the eldest among us, so Brother Zhang will come first." ”
Zhang Ge didn't shirk either, got up and said, "Okay, the foolish brother will be ugly." ”
"Please." Shen Kang got up and said, "The house is too small, let's go to the courtyard." ”
Zhao Wanxi bowed slightly, and said slowly: "Fang Cai slave is in charge, please Wei Wuyi put the curtain on all sides of the pavilion and raise the stove." If the son doesn't dislike it, he can move to Yangxue Pavilion, and he doesn't have to stand in the snow and freeze, right? ”
Shen Chang said with a smile: "Jiu Niang's proposal is good, why don't you let Jiu Niang be the division?" ”
"Okay!" The people got up and came out the door.
Outside the door, the snow was fluttering, and a kind of teenagers laughed at each other and walked out towards the small pavilion with bright candles in front of them.
Yangxue Pavilion is an octagonal pavilion, the pavilion is surrounded by translucent curtains, and the four corners of it are placed with long lamps sitting on the ground, and several stoves are under the curtain to heat the pavilion.
The teenagers walked in hand in hand, their words were elegant, their manners were appropriate, and their feelings were sincere. On this snowy night, the pleasure is unrestrained.
One by one, before they knew it, several people were already drunk for seven minutes.
Jiang Liushu said: "Yang, Yanghao, what have you learned in martial arts during this time?" ”
Shen Chang was drunk and misty, and said with a smile: "Lifting a stone lock, practicing thirty-two long fists, and having four marksmanship of Ma, Sha, Li, and Yang, it is really tiring." ”
Jiang Liu said with a smile: "It's really exciting, it's not like me, it's boring." He squinted and smiled, and asked, "Can you let me wait for an eye-opener?" ”
Shen Chang thought for a while and replied, "I haven't learned the marksmanship yet, so it's better to play a few punches for you." ”
Jiang Liuxuan was extremely excited, and said with a smile: "Please." ”
Shen Chang stood up, walked out of the dining room and came to the middle of the courtyard, and everyone left the table one after another, and followed him out of the door.
Shen Chang stood still, stepped on the snow, his body shook slightly, and suddenly his straight arm came out of his palm, and with a backhand, he clenched the snowflakes that fell in the palm of his hand and clenched them into fists.
Hearing the cold wind whistling in his ears, he swung his body and strode forward, his arms crossed into fists. His footwork rises or falls, his fist style is clean and neat, as if there is a rhythm in his heart, and his fist makes the tiger and tiger angry.
Everyone on the side is a scholar, where have they seen any real kung fu, they have already seen it.
Shen Kang's face was stiff but he kept smiling, his body froze there, and everyone clapped and applauded.
After a set of boxing techniques, Shen Chang's face was slightly red, his breath was a little heavier, his chest kept rising and falling, and said, "After a while, you can see again." ”
Zhang Ge praised: "It's already the same, it's not easy to raise Hao." ”
Shen Chang smiled: "Thank you, Brother Zhang, for your praise." ”
Wang Luan looked at the gloomy sky and said, "It's not early today, it's not good, let's disperse." ”
Wang Lucao was a little drunk, nodded and said, "Very good." ”
A few people said goodbye and agreed to meet at the Japanese Academy.
The Shen brothers sent their classmates and friends to the door, and seeing the carriages driving out of Qingliang Lane, Shen Kang helped the door: "Help me, go to the thatched house." ”
Shen Chang was also half drunk and half awake, and muttered, "Who made you stubborn and drank so much wine." ”
Zhao Wanxi hurriedly stepped forward, grabbed Shen Kang's right hand, wrapped his small hand around his waist, and said, "The second son should go back to the room to rest, and the slave maid will serve the third son." ”
Shen Chang grinned and said in a sullen voice: "The woman's family knows the importance better than the masters, so you can take care of the mistress, and I'll go." ”
"Yes." Zhao Wanxi agreed, and at the same time let Shen Kang lean on her body and take him back to the room.
Shen Kang smelled the fresh aroma, so he was drunk and raised his eyes to look at her.
Zhao Wanxi felt a trace of sight, and couldn't help but blush slightly, and asked, "Childe, what are you looking at?" ”
Shen Kang smiled: "Look, the most beautiful person in the world." ”
Zhao Wanxi, a teenage girl, where had she ever heard such words, she immediately blushed and reproached: "Son-in-law Meng Lang." ”
But this reproach is shy, and when he hears it in people's ears, it is more like a coquettish anger that wants to refuse and welcome, Shen Kang can't help but smile.
His face was expressionless, and then he asked, "Sister Wan, can you help me wash something?" ”
Zhao Wanxi nodded and said: "This is a matter within the slave maid's business, what does the son want the slave to wash?" ”
"Like me."
Zhao Wanxi: "..."
She was shocked, neither laughing nor angry, but she stood still and did not move for a long time.
Shen Kang tilted his head slightly, raised the corners of his lips, revealing eight white and neat small teeth, and a pair of bright eyes with a smile and pertinence.
A gust of cold wind blew, and Zhao Wanxi's body trembled slightly: "It's cold outside, let's go first." ”
She raised her hand again to help him, Shen Kang looked calm, but Zhao Wanxi was uncomfortable, touching Shen Kang's little hand, half pushing and half doing, it was really itchy.
Shen Kang looked angry, frowned, and said, "My son doesn't like to wait. ”