The flowing water feast was lined up and opened two miles away. The main hall of the Yang family's mansion and the courtyard are all opened, and there are hundreds of people sitting around more than a dozen tables and feasts, although there are a lot of people, but compared to the crowd outside, it is much quieter here, just because the people who can have a place here are all famous people in Kaifeng City.

Above the chairman is naturally headed by the old lady of the Yang family, accompanied by Zong Ze, next to him sits his beloved daughter Zong Ying who wears men's clothes, and Wan Linggen is next to the old lady, and his head is Xiao Zhang Cong who is close to him, and not far below is Jin Wu Jochi and Liu Yiduo and others.

Although Zong Ze didn't know Jin Wu Jochi, he knew Liu Yiduo and Mrs. Lurui, and saw that they were still a few feet away from him, and he couldn't see them at all if he didn't observe them carefully, so he didn't get angry on the spot.

Wan Linggen lowered his head and filled his mouth with something to himself, although he could feel a pair of bright eyes floating on him from time to time, but he didn't know it.

Yang Zizai held the wine glass to toast from table to table, and naturally he inevitably had a flood of words, and when he heard it in Wan Linggen's ears, goosebumps rose all over his body.

"Sycophants!" Wan Linggen and Zhang Cong whispered at the same time, and then the two looked at each other and smiled, and continued to bow their heads to eat.

"Uncle, there is another person who said the same thing to us." Zhang Cong touched Wan Linggen with his elbow.

"Who?" Wan Linggen asked vaguely.

"That beautiful sister on the other side!" Zhang Cong pointed forward with his chopsticks and did not look up.

Wan Linggen's eyelids rolled upward, and when he met Zong Ying's gaze, he smiled at him, which frightened him so much that he quickly lowered his head and continued to eat food.

"Uncle, are you afraid of her?" Zhang Cong asked mischievously looking at the other side.

"What do you know, little brat? This is called indecent disrespect, didn't your master teach you? Wan Linggen reprimanded with a straight face.

Zhang Cong stuck out his tongue and ignored him.

Zong Ying's eyes turned around the two, as if she was speculating on the relationship between the two. She suddenly whispered something in Zong Ze's ear, Zong Ze looked at Wan Linggen and Zhang Cong with strange eyes, and Old Lady Yang smiled: "That's not his son, it's his nephew." ”

Wan Linggen couldn't hear it, but he heard Zong Ze say: "Little Brother Wan, as the lord of two million people in Kaifeng, you have such a beautiful day, can you write a poem to help Yaxing?" ”

"Good!" The neighbors applauded desperately.

In fact, even if he tries to hide himself again, it will be useless, and it can be said that he is the deserved protagonist.

Wan Linggen felt a headache, raised his head and said with a wry smile: "Old man, I don't know poetry, you ...... You don't want me to make a fool of myself on the spot, do you? ”

Zong Ze smiled slightly: "Really? Then how did I hear that you had a conversation with Li the other night? Wan Linggen was speechless.

"Really? Daddy, what's the word? Zong Ying suddenly became interested, put down her chopsticks and asked.

Wan Linggen blushed and said, "I'm really sorry, I forgot about it a long time ago." ”

Zong Ze glanced at him meaningfully and said, "Fortunately, the old man's memory is not bad, but he remembers." ”

"Daddy, tell me about it!" Zong Ying urged. Everyone also put down their chopsticks and waited for the following.

Zong Ze took a sip of wine and said:

"The clouds are beginning to disperse and the moon is bright,

The fate of the dust is difficult to continue,

Who is in a dream.

Laughing and scolding are all illusory,

Covetousness and hatred are always different.

Although the mountains and rivers are still broken,

Tiema Guanshan,

The road is not easy to walk.

Stepping through the sky,

But the thunder led to the collapse of the world. ”

The improvised words of this song were read from Zong Ze's mouth, and naturally there was another momentum, and everyone applauded.

Zong Ze said: "Little Brother Wan has great ambitions, which can be seen from this word, but it is still a little too rigid about children's affection, and a little less heroic!" ”

Everyone didn't speak, and Zong Ying's eyes flashed, as if she was savoring.

Wan Linggen smiled bitterly and said: "The old general of the sect has an overreputation, this is forced to be helpless, and he made it up randomly, and he can't get into the hall of elegance." ”

At this time, a person suddenly stood up and said crisply: "Generalissimo Wan is brilliantly written, so modest is too pretentious!" ”

Everyone was startled, turned their heads to look, and saw a man of medium stature and white skin standing in the middle of the banquet and talking.

Wan Linggen looked up, but was taken aback, this person was the lady of luxury.

Zong Ze's face sank and said, "Dare to ask this gentleman, do you have a more wonderful match?" ”

Mrs. Lurui smiled and said: "Old man Zong, I don't have it, but there is a unique school in the family, called Sword Dancing and Poetry, if you don't dislike it, I am willing to show it, how about it?" ”

The crowd applauded.

Mrs. Russ pressed the table with both hands, jumped over, and fell into the open space on both sides, and everyone applauded.

"In order not to hurt the festive atmosphere, I will use a wooden sword!" Saying that, he glanced at Liu Yiduo, and Liu Yiduo took out a wooden sword and threw it over.

Mrs. Rui pulled the sword in her hand, stretched forward with her right leg, took half a step back with her left leg, held the hilt of the sword with her right hand and pushed it forward flatly, and then instantly turned her body around, her body turned around twice in place, turned over and jumped up about a zhang, under her head and feet, the wooden sword touched the ground, and her body stood upside down in mid-air.

"Good!" The crowd cheered.

Mrs. Lu Rui held her breath, kept this posture unchanged, and spat lightly in her mouth: "Half a lotus flower floats on water." Then the figure turned, the sword was hung upside down, the body fell gently in mid-air, Ying Ying lay on the ground, there was no dust at all, and the whole person formed a straight word, "Hanmei lying in the snow is enchanting." ”

Just when everyone was stunned, her legs circled up, her body turned back, the wooden sword pulled out two sword flowers, and stood firmly on one foot, her left hand stretched out, and the tip of the sword in her right hand pointed to the sky, "Chase the stars and catch the moon again." As soon as the words fell, she exerted force on one leg, her body quickly rushed up, and spun at high speed in mid-air, and the wooden sword formed a wind screen in front of her, "A strong bow is a strong bow!" ”

Everyone watched her wonderful dance intently, and they were a little fascinated for a while.

At this time, Wan Linggen felt bad, Mrs. Lurui was dexterous and danced, but her waving left hand was never three inches away from her waist, others didn't know, he could see it lightly, there were three blue plum blossom nails hidden in it!

Who she was targeting, he couldn't guess, and he didn't want to guess, and none of the people in the field at this time could hurt her. Wan Linggen thought of this, and was about to get up and come out, but saw a graceful figure rising into the sky, heading straight for Mrs. Lurui, who was still spinning!

Wan Linggen looked at it fixedly, and was immediately surprised, this person was actually Zong Ying sitting opposite!