The game now is not a drum pass, but a roll of the dice. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

There are three dice, each with six sides, the number of points is from one to six, each group of four people, four people roll the dice in turn, whoever rolls the lowest number of points, then who composes a poem, if you can't make a poem, you will be punished with wine.

After the rules were explained, Tang Zhou was assigned to a group of three people who followed Cheng Chumo and Changsun Wenwen and Gao.

This kind of game is all about luck, basically everyone has the possibility of shaking to the smallest point, four people sit on the ground, just shake the dice like this, but what people didn't expect is that Tang Zhou's many points are already very small, for example, a little bit or two, but there are still people who shake smaller than him, and all three are a little.

In this way, the other three were either drinking or composing poetry.

Among these three, Changsun Wen's talent is the best, he mostly chooses to compose poems, Cheng Chumo's talent is even worse than the previous Tang Zhou, so every time he drinks, his talent is not high, but it is still okay to make one or two so-so poems.

After playing like this for a few rounds, Cheng Chumo was suddenly a little unhappy.

"No, Brother Tang, you have always had a high score, I'm not convinced."

Tang Zhou smiled: "What does Brother Cheng mean?" ”

"The three of us have drunk wine and written poems, you can't just watch it all the time, you have to compose a poem."

"This ......" Tang Zhou hesitated a little and said: "The game has its rules, I don't lose and make poems and drink, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate......"

The other three had nothing to say, since they had talked about the rules before, if they broke the rules and insisted that Tang Zhou compose poems and drink, it would seem that they were not strong enough and couldn't see others winning all the time.

Just after Tang Zhou finished saying this, a voice suddenly came from behind: "How about this princess play with Tang Xiaohou?" ”

The voice fell, and a fragrance had already rushed from behind, and the four of them hurriedly got up and saluted Princess Danyang, Princess Danyang didn't care, and waved her hand: "What does Little Marquis Tang think?" ”

"It's an honor to be able to play games with the princess, I don't know how many games the princess wants to play."

"Just one game."

"Her Royal Highness the princess is so confident?"

Princess Danyang smiled and nodded: "Please." ”

Tang Zhou smiled lightly, picked up the dice, and threw four, five, six and three high points.

Princess Danyang smiled lightly, and after taking the dice, she also threw it down very casually.

When everyone saw Princess Danyang playing the game in person, they had already gathered around, and when they saw that Princess Danyang casually threw away three sixes, everyone immediately became excited, Tang Zhou was silent, only showing a light smile.

And at this time, Princess Danyang said: "You seem to be singing willows just now, in this case, how about Tang Xiaohou Ye make a poem with the theme of Yongliu?" ”

Tang Zhou bowed his head and said, "Admit the gamble and admit defeat." ”

Hearing Tang Zhou's sentence of admitting defeat and gambling, Princess Danyang's expression changed slightly, but she soon regained her composure, just looked at Tang Zhou, Tang Zhou thought for a moment, and then chanted:

The jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.

I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

A very plain poem, after being chanted by Tang Zhou like this, suddenly shook everyone's hearts, and everyone kept chanting this poem, as if the spring breeze they were in was spiritual.

Listening to such a poem, you don't need to say too much to evaluate, you just need to chant it over and over again, because everyone can feel that this is a good poem.

Such a poem is not very sensational, but it is undoubtedly a good Yongliu poem, and it can even be said to be the pinnacle of Yongliu poetry.

Princess Danyang was a little shocked, if the Chunjiang plumbing duck prophet just now was written by Tang Zhou earlier, then this Yongliu poem was also written by him earlier?

This is obviously impossible.

Two poems made Princess Danyang change her opinion of Tang Zhou, he is not a loser as rumored by the outside world, on the contrary, Princess Danyang thinks he is very smart, and his talent is very high, only these two poems are enough to see that his talent is higher than everyone present.

The poem is made, the wine naturally does not need to be drunk anymore, the eldest grandson Wen smiled lightly and expressed his appreciation, although Cheng Chumo is the son of a military general, and he is also very arrogant on weekdays, but he still understands Tang Zhou's poem, so he keeps saying good poems, good poems.

Gao Cheng was a little annoyed, but he was helpless.

And just when everyone was still reminiscing about this poem, Tang Zhou picked up the dice and said to Princess Danyang: "Princess Danyang can roll three sixes with a single throw, these three dice must be Princess Danyang's lucky dice, how about giving them to Princess Danyang?" ”

As he spoke, Tang Zhou gently threw the three dice on the palm of Princess Danyang's outstretched hand, and the three dice stopped after a few turns in Princess Danyang's palm, Princess Danyang's expression changed slightly, and she quickly held the dice.

"Tang Xiaohou's mouth is so sweet, okay, this princess will accept these dice."

Princess Danyang turned around after speaking, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, the dice that Tang Zhou threw in her palm just now were all six points, judging from Tang Zhou's words and behavior, it can be seen that Tang Zhou already knew that the dice were secretly replaced by her, and the dice she used to roll were problematic.

This made Princess Danyang even more sure that Tang Zhou was not a simple person.

And just when Princess Danyang walked to her seat, Fang Ying was a little unstable, she thought that Tang Zhou was a wreck, so she rejected him, judging from Tang Zhou's performance today, Tang Zhou is not only not a wretch, he is also a great talent.

She regretted it a little, but it was unlikely that she would throw away her face and befriend Tang Zhou.

After Princess Danyang left, many people scattered, but there were also many people who were impressed by Tang Zhou because of Tang Zhou's two poems and wanted to make friends, among which there were naturally Cheng Chumo and Changsun Wen.

And just when these people were chatting with Tang Zhou, it was almost noon, and not far away, Liu Ziyi and Mingzhu slowly walked over with a wheelbarrow, and after the two stopped not far from these sons of the family and the talents of the capital, they hung up a sign with three big characters on it.

The people who went on the spring outing played for a long time, and they were all a little hungry, some went straight back to the city, and some people brought the food they brought from home to satisfy their hunger, but Tang Zhou went straight to Liu Ziyi's side after saying sorry to Cheng Chumo and others, and when he came again, he had an extra drawer of buns in his hand.

The soup dumplings looked very good, and after he came to everyone, he didn't say hello, but first picked up a soup dumpling and ate one very elegantly.