"Hey, what are you all looking at me like that? Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

Wang Wenle didn't have the slightest sense of unfamiliarity, picked up the snack on the table and ate it, and didn't forget to pinch the girl's face when it was over.

“……”

Your eldest prince Wang said to add it, you are easy, you are the eldest son of Yin of Anyang Mansion, in this Anyang City, who dares to call you a brother and a brother easily.

"Why is Brother Bunraku here?"

"Don't you want to see me?" Wang Wenle had a hurt expression, "I just went to Zixuan's house to look for you, but I never thought that you would go out to Ruyi Building to drink, so I followed here, and I also took a look at the style of Ruyi Building." ”

"Hmm, this Ruyi Building is not bad."

A smile appeared on the corner of Yu Zixuan's mouth, he knew what Wang Wenle thought. So he quipped: "Brother Wenle is the son of Wang Fu Yin, and I'm afraid that I can't climb high." ”

The three of them also agreed in their hearts, "Your eldest son, this is what we will do."

Wang Wenle drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp and said: "I, Wang Wenle, have friends with you, what does it have to do with my father, could it be that a few people really look down on me?" ”

In Anyang Mansion, who dares to look down on you......

Having said this, several people did not object, Yu Zixuan got up and said, "Come, in order to welcome Brother Wenle, we will drink this cup together." ”

After drinking, Mo Siming became even more excited, his thin face turned red, and he said loudly: "In the future, we will be the fifth son of Anyang, such a good thing, if you don't drink a few times, it is difficult to express the happiness in my heart." ”

"Brothers, come on, come on, and drink."

Wang Wenle seems to have come into contact with this situation for the first time, and he did not refuse the toast of several people at all, I will drink if you come, after a few rounds, Mo Wu and Huang have almost hugged Wang Wenle and began to call him brothers, and there is no longer the restraint at the beginning.

This makes Yu Zixuan a little secretly surprised, no wonder most of the ancient and modern things are talked about on the wine table, tsk, wine is really magical, a few glasses, no matter how familiar people can talk.

After a while, the wine was gone again, and while the little girl was free to get the drink, Wang Wenle proposed: "I will wait for the five sons of Anyang to gather here tonight, it is better to ask Zixuan to write a poem and commemorate it, how about it." ”

What is the fifth son of Anyang gathering here, Yu Zixuan handed over a look with disdain, it was clear that there were only our four sons before, okay.

Mo Siming agreed first and applauded. "This proposal is very good, Zixuan, just make a song."

Hey, hey, it's not you, of course it's easy for you to say.

"Zixuan is talented, hurry up and make a song."

"Zixuan can't refuse."

In the past, when the four of them were drinking, they liked to recite poems against each other, although it was messy, but they were also happy. Now that I know Yu Zixuan's talent in poetry, where will I not agree with it and join in the fun.

Yu Zixuan glanced at Wang Wenle, sample, do you think you don't know what you are doing here, it's not to see my eldest brother compose poems, Yu Zixuan doesn't think that Mo Siming and the three of them have something to attract Wang Wenle.

Yu Zixuan smiled: "Okay, good, since the brothers want to listen, then I'll say a few words, if it's not good, don't scold me." ”

"Where did Zixuan say, how could you be bad."

"That is, whoever dares to say that it is bad, I Wu Youwei will make him look good."

“……”

Ahem, we are cultural people, not hooligans.

Wang Wenle just looked at Yu Zixuan with a smile, and didn't answer, he only thought that Yu Zixuan was saying polite words. There is no reason why the person who can make the wine will be bad.

A few people laughed and saw that the little girl brought the wine over, Yu Zixuan did not let the girl next to him add wine, but poured it himself, and after pouring it full, he got up and raised the wine glass and said: "The wine is less than a thousand glasses for a confidant." ”

Wang Wenle's eyes lit up, Yu Zixuan was really talented, and he didn't disappoint me.

Mo Siming was so excited in his heart, he knew why his father would highly appreciate Yu Zixuan's talent after he went home with his eldest brother last night. Famous poems and good sentences come out of your mouth.

"Zixuan said wonderfully, there are fewer than a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, a few brothers, come and come, cheers."

Wang Wenle was still talking about Zixuan, but he didn't want to be interrupted by Mo Siming, and frowned secretly, but he had to toast together.

After drinking, Yu Zixuan continued: "There are fewer than a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant, and there is no speculation in more than half a sentence. ”

"Gone?"

Yu Zixuan shook his shoulders, "It's gone." ”

Wang Wenle was a little speechless, why did this son refuse to reveal his talent, last time he was at the old lady's house, he said a few words at the beginning, so he didn't say it, it was appetizing.

"It's gone, hey, why are you all looking at me like that." Yu Zixuan is a little strange, isn't two sentences enough.

"Zixuan, don't want to hang my brother's appetite, read it all."

"That's it, that's it, Zixuan is not righteous."

When I just told you about tea, it seems that you are the one who said that I am righteous......

It's not that Yu Zixuan doesn't like to continue reading, the key is that he really doesn't remember, besides, there are these two sentences that are worth more than ten sentences of ordinary poetry.

Facing the obvious disbelieving eyes of several people, Yu Zixuan said helplessly: "The article is natural, and the magic hand can get it." Let's see when the inspiration comes, brother, I'll complete it again. ”

The article is made by nature, and the magic hand is even good.

Wang Wenle silently recited a few times in his heart, and felt more and more that what he said was good, and he said first: "Zixuan is right, since it is a clever hand, it is more secondary, why make it up, I think these two sentences are very good, and they are also in line with our drinking and having fun here today." ”

Mo Siming and the three of them didn't have any talent, they just thought it sounded good, and they simply wanted Yu Zixuan to say a few more words, but in fact, these two sentences had already made them extremely satisfied.

"Also, with these two good sentences, he has more money to brag about in the future."

Hmm, so if I brag about my poems, should I charge him some royalties or something......

Mo Siming, who had been drunk for three rounds, had already begun to put his hands on the girls around him, and the girls who were scratching were smiling like flowers, and their delicate bodies were writhing uneasily.

Only Wang Wenle and Yu Zixuan didn't have many girls around them, Wang Wenle didn't do anything reasonable, the family education is strict, the door style is good, and he is also a little conceited. Don't look at him and Mo Siming smiling like friends, but they still don't take them seriously in their hearts, Yu Zixuan knows that Wang Wenle will come here today just because of himself.

"Why does Zixuan look absent-minded, could it be that the girls around her are not beautiful enough?"

Wang Wenle's words were asked to Yu Zixuan's heart.

This is not the first time, and Mo Siming asked himself this last time. And last time, I gave a song to cherish flowers, and when I entered the room of cherishing flowers, it was reasonable for her to sleep, but why didn't I eat her.

Is there still a sequelae of crossing?

In retrospect, when I woke up in the morning, it seemed that there was no such pillar of optimus. Could it be that something really went wrong there?

Seeing that Yu Zixuan was silent, Wang Wenle had a look that I understood, "Well, Zixuan must be thinking about the flower girl, so I can't see these rouge vulgar fans." ”

I remember the wool, although the flowers are very good-looking, but it's not the type I like, it's not as good-looking and considerate as my Yue'er, it seems that the scene when Yue'er reads words appears in front of me again, and the delicate and immature red lips seem to be calling "Young Master, Young Master".

Yu Zixuan secretly swallowed his saliva, could it be that this young master is actually a lolicon?

PS: Happy Dragon Boat Festival, everyone, it depends on the situation in the evening.