Chapter 91: Drumming and Passing Flowers
Chapter 91: Drumming and Passing Flowers
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Qin Jin couldn't do anything that hurt his muscles and bones, and he didn't dare to really do anything to Zhou Ning, after all, Zhou Ning was also an official of the imperial court now, and no one could do what he wanted.
Qin Jin just wanted to talk about pomp and circumstance in front of Zhou Ning, tremble his majesty, and find a sense of superiority. Zhou Ning also knew that Qin Jin was trying to suppress him and find a way to toss him.
Qin Jin thought that Zhou Ning was in a very tired state now, and he would stretch the banquet even more, making Zhou Ning even more tired. He couldn't have imagined that Zhou Ning didn't go to the long pavilion at all, but slept all day.
To be honest, let Zhou Ning go back now, Zhou Ning really can't sleep, he can't wait to eat, drink and have fun here for a night.
Relatively speaking, Qin Jin was much more tired than Zhou Ning this day, he was not easy to take the boat, and when he arrived in Yunjiang County, he received the adults who came from afar one by one, and he was the one who didn't have a good rest.
Qin Jin waved his hand, and the waiters came up and rearranged the tables and chairs. It is good to sit in a circle when beating the drum and passing the flowers, and he and Zhou Ning have no way to participate in the sitting position.
The drummer was on the outermost, the two girls were on the innermost, and the officials were in the middle. The drums sounded, and the flower balls circulated in everyone's hands, and the atmosphere immediately became warm.
Coincidentally, as soon as the drum stopped, the person who received the flower ball was Zhou Ning, and the two girls stood hand in hand, opening their eyes and asking blindfolded: "Does this count?" ā
The blindfolded girl said, "Count." ā
The arithmetic is naturally Zhou Ning to make poems or drink, Zhou Ning drinks well, but he doesn't want to drink if he can make poems. He tossed the flower ball to the waiter, picked up the wine glass and slowly chanted a poem.
"Let's talk about wine with sincerity, raise a glass and invite the moon to the top. Mo Dao has a long road in the world, and the spring flowers and autumn moon are sad. ā
Making poetry is not a difficult task for Zhou Ning, and making a poem casually is much easier than the wine order just now. Qin Jin saw that this was not good, so even if Zhou Ning was allowed to keep making poems, it would not be difficult for him.
"Brother Xian, it's boring to do this kind of poem, why don't you limit the format and content?" Qin Jin didn't say just now that there was a limit to who could get the flower balls to make poems, and seeing that Zhou Ning blurted out that it was too easy, he temporarily put forward a request to increase the difficulty.
Zhou Ning smiled slightly: "It's up to Lord Qin, but I don't know how to limit it?" ā
"Do you have any opinions?" Qin Jin smiled and looked around, everyone's attitude was basically the same, of course, they all obeyed Qin Jin.
Qin Jin nodded with a smile, he was very satisfied with everyone's performance, he just liked the feeling of the stars holding the moon.
"Since everyone has no opinion, then I'll just say it." Qin Jin touched his smooth chin and put on a thoughtful look.
After a while, he said, "Why don't you come to the five-line loop poem." ā
"Five-line loop poem."
"Five-line loop poem?"
"What does that mean?"
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Everyone began to talk about each other, and most of them didn't understand what Qin Jin meant by the 'Five Elements Loop Poem'.
"Lord Qin, what kind of five-element loop poem?" Zhou Ning knew that the problem was given to him, so he had to ask the question.
Everyone understands the five-line poem, and everyone understands the loop poem, but no one has heard of this five-line loop poem.
"The five-line loop poem is a loop poem, but it must be started with the five words metal, wood, water, fire, and earth." Qin Jin looked around triumphantly, and his gaze finally fell on Zhou Ning's face.
He found that Zhou Ning's face was calm and calm, this five-element loop poem was a difficult problem that Qin Jin thought of on an impromptu basis, and no one could predict it in advance, even he himself thought of it.
Why is Zhou Ning so successful? Is he pretending to be calm or is he really not taking the five-line loop poem seriously? Qin Jin had already lost face in the first two games, and this one definitely couldn't let Zhou Ning pass so easily.
Regardless of whether Zhou Ning really didn't care or whether he didn't care, Qin Jin couldn't care less.
"Every poem should be in one season, so that it can be passed." Qin Jin added a little more difficulty, and then said to Zhou Ning shamelessly: "Brother Xian, the format was not limited just now, so that poem is not counted, and this five-line loop poem will start with you." ā
Is this embarrassing? It's nothing short of bullying. Zhou Ning didn't say a word when he received the flower ball, and directly made a poem, no matter whether it was good or not, there was no problem with people's attitudes.
He said that if it doesn't count, it won't be counted, so can this five-line loop poem be invalidated after it is finished? Which one of you is real? Who will celebrate the holiday? For your pleasure?
"As it should be." Zhou Ning nodded calmly and indifferently: "Lord Qin means that the first word of a poem must be one of the five words of gold, wood, water, fire and earth?" ā
"Yes."
"The poem should be a loop, the first word should have five lines, and the content should be related to the four seasons, right?" Zhou Ning repeated Qin Jin's request again.
"Yes." Qin Jin didn't believe it, could this still be difficult for him?
Zhou Ning smiled and said: "There should be a time limit, whoever is in need of urgency will have to blurt out immediately." ā
Even Qin Jin was shocked at this moment, Qin Jin's show was balanced in his own heart, at least he made it himself.
But if you want to blurt it out, he's still too far behind. Being able to do it and doing it well are two different things, and doing it and doing it without thinking about it are two completely different things.
"That's it, just Brother Yixian." Qin Jin didn't have any confidence, he didn't expect to say anything when he opened his mouth, and he also said a phonetic word.
His embarrassment made Zhou Ning very happy, but Zhou Ning didn't show it at all, he was still lukewarm.
"Then I'll be ugly, let's start with a song 'Spring Breeze Proud'." Zhou Ning said loudly: "Jin Feng is a little happy, and he is a little happy. The heart is like a tide, the waves are high, and the golden wind throws up. ā
There is a word 'spring' in the title, which barely has something to do with the four seasons. Qin Jin was a little stupid, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Everyone couldn't help but shout 'yes', and the cheers came one after another. Offering kindness to Zhou Ning is equivalent to not holding Qin Jin.
Isn't applauding Zhou Ning dismantling his stage? Qin Jin felt sullen in his chest again, and he couldn't stop others from applauding Zhou Ning in person.
Zhou Ning has been paying attention to his expression, his unhappiness is written on his face, seeing that he is depressed again, Zhou Ning feels relieved again.
"Lord Qin, can you continue beating drums and passing flowers?" Zhou Ning smiled and reminded Qin Jin slightly, but Qin Jin didn't react and didn't continue to pass the flower ball.