The little prince was naturally happy to receive the gift, he sat up from the wooden chair, beckoned to the distance, and in an instant, three carriages came, and he smiled and said to Liu Sanbian beside him: "This is the good thing I prepared for you and everyone, limited quantity, until you finish eating and drinking." ”

"Yours is yours!" While praising the little prince for preparing so richly, Liu Sanbian pointed to the three major jars of wine on the carriage and said worriedly, "I don't know how many lovely subjects I want to get drunk with you!" ”

"Drunk or not, you have the final say!" The little prince pointed to Liu Sanbian and the beauties, "As the saying goes, you are in a good mood, increase the amount of alcohol, your heart is full of joy, the wine flag is high, the wine and meat are piercing, you are beaming, your lips and teeth are fragrant, and your mind is refreshing!" ”

Wu Ji and the owner of the pavilion stepped forward to thank the little prince and praised: "The prince is so literary and heroic!" ”

After a while, the three major jars of wine were placed in the middle of the field, and a lot of straws were inserted, and the food was spread out on the carriage, the little prince slapped a few times, and the audience was silent, he said to everyone excitedly: "Everyone knows the king's personality, and today's preparation of these is to comfort everyone, share the peace, and don't be polite if you can afford this king, eat and drink as much as you want, and carnival to your heart's content!" After the little prince finished speaking, he pointed to the wine jar, he pulled Liu Sanbian, picked up a straw himself, and handed one to Liu Sanbian, he knocked the straw on the wine jar twice, and shouted: "Open the altar!" ”

The cheers of "Thank you for the grace of the prince" came and went, surging like a tide, the sound shook the valley, and the echoes were endless.

Everyone rushed up, eating vegetables, drinking, and of course, there were more people watching the excitement, and that kind of joy was really exciting and happy.

Wu Ji and the owner of the pavilion took the lead in dancing a foot dance, dancing around the wine jar. The beauties collectively sang fast-paced tunes and tread to the beat. Flowers in full bloom and bright colors make it rare to see this scene several times a year.

The melody is a popular folk song, and the dance is also widely popular, as long as the feet can step on the beat and the hands can match the beat, anyone can join the ranks of dancing. Who wouldn't, so the participation was very high, and there were so many people who joined.

Of course, men are treated preferentially, and who dares to go to the hand of the beauty of the flower hall for no reason on weekdays. That will be considered as misconduct, think that it is a hooligan, will inevitably be punished, condemned by public opinion, dancing today is different, hands can be held casually, even the most beautiful and biggest name Wu Ji and the owner of the hall, as long as you see the opportunity, lead. Feel their beauty, feel the softness of their hands, smell their scents up close, and hear their breathing.

The dancing circle is prosperous. Those who are tired will rest, and those who have rested enough will join in.

The body of the beauties is really enviable, and they sometimes go to eat some favorite dishes and drink some wine with a straw. But most of the time dancing. Their pink faces are more attractive, red and adorned with bright smiles. More charming and moving, more seductive, vying to hold their hands, not only salivating men, but even women who think they are beautiful will dance with them with their hearts.

As time passed, the passion of the joyful crowd burned, and the body declined, and standing became sitting, lying down, or finding a place to lean on.

But Wu Ji, the owner and a group of girls are still so passionate, their enthusiasm is undiminished, their smiles are brighter, their faces are more delicate and hearty, their bodies are still abundant, and their voices are still sweet.

Entering the drinking session, the girls sang a variety of toasting songs and invited the drinkers to drink one by one. I don't know how many people were scared off.

Wu Ji smiled and walked to the little prince's side, bowed, stretched out her hand, and invited softly: "Prince, can you accompany the little girl to dance a dance and toast the song?" ”

The little prince was already drunk, and he didn't speak very well, he glanced at Liu Sanchang, and pointed at Wu Ji, Liu Sanbian nodded with slightly red eyes, the little prince put his hand on Wu Ji's hand, stood up, Wu Ji helped the little prince to come to the sisters, she waved to the musician, and the music sounded.

Under the guidance of Wu Ji, the little prince can also dance to the melodious and passionate music, and after a while, the little prince can only lean on Wu Ji. Wu Ji is really amazing, she sang a toast while putting the little prince's hands on her shoulders, her hands wrapped around the little prince's waist, and drove the little prince to dance.

Jumping and jumping, the little prince's body fell backwards, almost pulling Wu Ji down, Wu Ji put his body on the little prince's body, leaned back, and it took a lot of effort to stabilize the stump foot, so tired that Wu Ji gasped, in the sound of everyone shouting wildly, the little prince took advantage of the situation to put his head on Wu Ji's chin and asked intermittently: "How is this king jumping, good or bad?" ”

Wu Ji looked at the little prince's eyes that were a little difficult to open, and said "yes" to the little prince's ear, while helping him to go to Liu Sanchang's side. She helped the little prince and sat down next to Liu Sanbian, Liu Sanbian also smiled, gave Wu Ji a thumbs up, and said lazily: "Beautiful, so beautiful, more beautiful than anyone else!" ”

When Wu Ji stretched out her hand to invite her master Liu Sanbian, Liu Sanbian fell to the ground on his back facing the sky, knocking down the little prince as well, and his mouth was still reading: "Good wine, the prince's wine, drink, drink." "The more I speak, the weaker my voice becomes.

Seeing that the little prince had fallen, when his followers came to help, the brothers who were all around the neighborhood supported the ground with their hands, got up with difficulty, and went to help the little prince, but they fell a lot.

The toast song was changed one after another, and almost all the ones that could drink fell down, only the drunken cats lying on the ground were still shouting weakly, drink, drink, if you don't drink, it's the turtle grandson.

Wu Ji's face was also flushed, like a fire burning clouds, she laughed and waved her hand at the people: "They, they are drunk, drunk, if you can't drink, don't be strong, don't be strong!" Wu Ji said, sitting on the ground.

The owner of the pavilion seemed to be a little drunk, she walked to Liu Sanbian's side, knelt down, untied his clothes, and let his chest be exposed, she touched it: "It's so hot, I have a fever." ”

The owner of the hall supported the ground with both hands, finally got up, took a large bowl of vegetables, poured the vegetables on the carriage, and then took the bowl, and walked to the edge of the big wine jar one after another, and dragged the straw in his hand, broke one and replaced it, sucked desperately, but couldn't suck it up, she tilted her body, stretched out her hand hard, and then pulled out the straw, and looked at it: "It's broken, it doesn't work, I'll change, I'll change, change one, change one, change a good one." ”

The owner of the hall changed a lot of roots, and finally sucked it up, she took a sip, spit out a mouthful in the big bowl in her hand, it was full, she looked at it, and walked towards Liu Sanbian side again, the wine in the bowl spilled all the way, arrived, she stumbled, knelt on Liu Sanchang's body, Liu Sanbian rolled in pain, the wine in the owner's hand poured him down, the owner looked at the bowl, sideways the bowl, and dripped on Liu Sanchang's body drop by drop.

The mess of the audience, vomiting, smelling, and dirty, can be imagined.

Let it not be written down, lest it be unappetizing. (To be continued......)