The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

After more than a quarter of an hour, Wu Anjun and Lu Xiangfang returned to the banquet together. The two of them looked as usual, unable to tell what was happening.

But Cui Kongling, who was close, saw it, and the man's sleeve robe had a cut, and his hair was a little messy.

It's hands-on.

He picked up the silver wine cup on the desk and raised his glass to Lu Weizhen. The young man chose to automatically ignore everything about him, and Cui Kongling didn't care, and instead whispered a few words to Zhao Sinian next to him.

"I think Lu Xiang is planted."

"Huh?"

"In the past, there was a king who smiled for the Pomeranians, and the princes of the beacon fire."

"Oh, look, there is a land phase with a broken robe today."

Zhao Sinian frowned slightly.

"Didn't Fusu say that the county lord is his friend?"

"Hmm."

Cui Kongling nodded thoughtfully.

"In this way, my fellow cultivator is also such a friend."

Zhao Sinian: "." You can shut up.

Lu Weizhen looked at the uneasy girl, and his tone was gentle and gentle.

"Don't worry, I've already bandaged that owl."

Duanmu Yuhua nodded, took the wine jug and personally filled it with a glass and handed it to the young man.

"Thank you Lu Xiangyi for your help."

Lu Weizhen smiled gently, took it and took a sip.

"It's okay, we're friends."

Friend...... She unconsciously thought of Wei Zhixian's words to question him.

"If Xi Hua really recognizes me as a friend."

The young man frowned in some distress and shook his head again.

"Forget it."

Duanmu Xihua: "?" What's going on with this kind of talking.

"If there is anything wrong with Lu Xiang, just say, I will do my best if I can do it."

"I think you always call me by Lu Xiang, it's really a bit raw, so it's better for you to change your name."

"If you really don't want to call me a small character, Xi Hua can call it whatever he wants, just don't be so angry."

Duanmu Xihua looked at him so seriously, thought in his heart for a long time, and spoke tentatively.

"Are we really friends?"

"Hmm."

"Can I really call it anything?"

"Hmm."

"I remember you once said that your master has three disciples, and you are the second."

"Hmm."

The young man encouraged her, and even the smile on his lips became brighter.

"I'm a layman."

Her vulgarity is in her bones, and she can't be scalded off with boiling water, which means that you shouldn't have too much hope.

"It's okay."

However, the next second she blurted out the salutation, which made the smile on the corner of Lu Weizhen's mouth crack.

"Lu Ergou?"

Lu Weizhen: "?" What's going on, this is too much worse than expected, shouldn't it be Erlang?

Cui Kongling: "!" Isn't that what I think.

Jiang Lanhe: "?!" Cousin mighty.

Zhao Sinian: "......" made me think about a suitable excuse, and there it is. If the country lives and dies for profit, will it not be avoided because of misfortune and fortune, and the county lord should mean this.

Xie Yuzhi: "(can't laugh)." I can't think of my nephew, Uncle Bah, there is still this day.

Only Baili Zhiheng nodded, he felt that Lu Weizhen was not far from returning to the beauty.

His father, Baili Nanzhou, taught him when he was a child.

At that time, Nanzhou left Baili's house angrily and was with Xi Jiangyue. But because the two have different businesses, they get together less and leave more.

He can occasionally be with his mother, and most of the time he is carried by his father. However, neither of them is very reliable.

He followed Nanzhou to run from south to north, and naturally saw a lot of interesting things. If there is anything he doesn't understand, Baili Nanzhou will tell him his own set of crooked reasoning.

Although it is a fallacy, it also makes sense. Baili Zhiheng is young and has been for a long time, and under his subtle influence, the entire thinking logic has also deviated.

For example, they saw a young man and woman in a restaurant, who looked talented and beautiful, and were also humble and polite when talking to each other. The two of them sat by the window, pleasing to the eye.

Everyone sighed that it was a match made in heaven, only Nanzhou in the box shook his head.

"What's wrong, Daddy."

Baili Nanzhou raised his eyebrows at him, scooped up a spoonful of stewed pigeon eggs, and after eating it unhurriedly, he said his conclusion.

"They will never be together, and even if they are, it will not end well."

He wondered.

"Why?"

"You see that the two of them call each other, they are both young lady and childe, which shows that the friendship is average, and even estranged."

"And the man doesn't eat spicy, and the woman doesn't care about giving in to him."

"Speaking of tea, they didn't even touch the glasses, they saluted from so far away, and it was very hypocritical."

"Finally, from time to time, the woman would touch the bracelet on her wrist, which must have been given by her lover."

Baili Zhiheng nodded as if he understood or not, and asked again.

"Then Daddy, how can you tell if two people can be together?"

Nanzhou pointed in a direction to him through the curtain, it was the shopkeeper and a somewhat spicy woman.

The woman pinched the shopkeeper's ears and cursed in her mouth.

"Dead ghost, I can smell someone else's rouge on you, and you're still lying."

He shook his head, indicating that he didn't understand.

But Nanzhou was obviously unwilling to waste too much time on this issue, so he only dropped one sentence.

"The more popular the salutation, the closer the relationship."

"It's like me and your mother."

Baili Zhiheng nodded and said.

"Two dogs."

Baili Nanzhou: "......"

"You can't call me that."

"Why?"

"Only lovers who like each other can be called that."

Baili Zhiheng suddenly realized that the two dogs were the highest love between lovers.

Yes, Duanmu Xihua called Lu Weizhen like this, and Baili Zhiheng felt that he should be happy.

Sure enough, Lu Weizhen paused, and the smile on his face returned to the same as before.

"It's a great title, and I like it."

Cui Kongling gave a thumbs up, he can bend and stretch, and his husband is also.

Jiang Lanhe was stunned for a moment.

Xie Yuzhi held the silver cup, raised his sleeves, and pretended to drink. However, the cup was empty, and the young man's shoulders shook slightly, he was trying to hide his uncontrollable smile.

Zhao Sinian saw him give up on himself like this, and the reason he had just thought of was stuck in his throat and he didn't say it.

Baili Zhiheng was even more convinced of some of the truths that Nanzhou taught him, and decided to compile a book so that it could be passed on.

"That's right, Kiyono. Xi Hua's left foot has just arrived, and when he returns after the banquet, he must take a towel to warm it up, and then sprinkle some seven cents of loose after that. ”

"Huh."

"It's not appropriate to be active these days, so it's better to raise it for a while."

Everyone here talked happily, Wei Zhixian, who was sitting on it, didn't feel good in his heart, and he couldn't sit still anymore, urging Wei Qiguang vigorously.

"Daddy, it's not that you want to make a flower order, why don't you start yet."

Spring City is full of flying flowers, and the cold food east wind and willow slope.

Flying Flower Orders and Pitching Pots are the after-drinking activities prepared by Wei Qiguang today. Female guests order, male guests throw pots, and the color is different.

It's just that today's wine order is not just as simple as rubbing words and receiving poems. It's about working together in pairs, and it's a drama of shooting.

The so-called shooting, "covering" means covering, and "shooting" means guessing. Originally, in ancient books, it was a traditional skill, a game often made by masters of research.

The person who covers an object with a bowl, a box, etc., and the shooter guesses what is inside through means such as divination.

Now the shooting they want to play has evolved into a kind of liquor order.

That is, between two people, one of them makes a poem and hits something. The other party must shoot the object of the poem according to the poem, and the two can win the lottery if they work together successfully.

For the sake of fairness, one thing, what was to be guessed was prepared by Wei Qiguang in advance. Second, it cannot be combined at will, and the nearest two people cooperate.

Due to the large number of participants, combined with the limitations of the current environment, he also deliberately limited the items, all of which appeared at this banquet.

Next, a maid stands in front of the "coverer" with a bowl, and another maid casts a veil over the eyes of the "shooter".

As for the gift of throwing pots, the little guy presents eight arrows to each male guest, and the throwing is a game, with a total of three rounds.

They need to throw the tip of the arrow into the pot to be considered a hit, and they must throw the arrow in turn. Even if the first consecutive voter invests, it is not considered a hit.

Depending on the number of arrows hit, there are different color heads. Those who fail to win one will be punished for drinking.

Wei Qiguang whispered a few words to the attendants beside him, and the attendants went down, and immediately the usual musicians came from the side of the bridge. He began to play the music used for fun during the feast - "Deer Song".

Yo yo deer chirping, eating wild apples.

I have guests, drummers and shengs.

Blowing the sheng drum spring, bearing the basket is the will.

People are kind to me, show me to walk.

……

Wei Qiguang explained the gameplay one by one, and the maids and servants in charge of the game also followed. Because the king of Nan'an is old and respectable, he does not have to participate.

He only sipped his wine and looked at these young people with a kind smile on his face, but in fact, his eyes were wandering around looking for his daughter.

Duanmu Yuhua sat a little back, and the maid led her to a seat in front, and the "overlay" was the noble lady who had a dispute with Fu Xingxue just now.

Because of the lesson, her face was tense and her expression was slightly dazed.

"Don't be nervous, just play."

Duanmu Xihua slowed down her tone, guessing right or not didn't mean much to her, and she wasn't so persistent about those gifts.

Who knew that the girl in the green Luo skirt seemed to be stung by her words, and her hair exploded.

"I'm sure I'll be able to guess!"

Can't teach people to look down on anymore, she clenched her fists.

After the maid wrapped the veil around Duanmu Yuhua's eyes, the girl here also saw the items in the bowl.

She stared in thought.

"The scoop bottle is empty and hung on the wall, if it is happy for nine days."

"I'm covering a scoop."

Duanmu Xihua thought about it, this is extremely simple.

"Then I'm shooting a green word."

"There is no green in the scoop, and the fire in the furnace is red."

The two understood and spoke in unison.

"It's a wine bottle."

The maids lifted the lid and they shot. Wei Qiguang didn't intend to embarrass everyone, so he chose some simple things, which could easily be guessed.

The male guests over there, King Duanmusong of Jin bore the brunt, and the twenty-four were all in the middle.

They were followed by the governor Lin Keran and Zhongshu Lingqi carving white, twenty-one, and Fu Xingxuan was also alongside them. He usually messes with a lot of gentlemen, and he deliberately retains some strength.

Wei Zhixian has been waiting to see Lu Weizhen, but who knows that he can only hit nine arrows. Cui Kongling and the rest of the people are still decent, fifteen or sixteen.

Although Wei Zhixian was a little disappointed in his heart, he still explained to the maid who was serving the ceremony, and he must give him the share he specially prepared.

When everyone finished the game and returned to their seats in turn, it was already the stars in the middle of the night, and the lonely lamp and moon had not sunk.

It was eight o'clock in the evening, and the feast came to an end, and the maids presented the colorful heads that had been prepared one by one.

To Duanmu Xihua is a mandarin duck Xiuyu red bean pendant, with a poem of "Poppy Beauty": The peach is planted in the sky and dew, not the number of ordinary flowers. The water lingers in the depths of the chaotic mountains, but it's a pity that a picturesque branch is opened for whom? What is the limit of the light cold and drizzle! It's hard to manage if you don't do it. What's the matter if you're drunk, I'm afraid that you'll break your bowels when you wake up.

Fu Xingxue is a white jade bracelet of Suxue Nine Immortals, with a poem of "Fang Xin Bitter": Yangliu Huitang, Mandarin Duck Beipu. Luping rose and broke the lotus boat road. There are no bees and butterflies to admire the fragrance, and the red clothes are full of bitterness. Returning to the tide, the clouds bring rain. It seems to be talking to people. refused to marry the spring breeze back then, but was mistaken by the autumn wind for no reason.

The same is true for the rest of the women, the same for the men, but there is no poetry.

Duanmusong is the Dushan jade Pixiu, and Fu Xingxuan is the Xixia jade bone fan.

Cui Kongling's turquoise wrench, Bailiheng's carnelian seal, and Jiang Lanhe are Qingshanshi's longevity and wealth lock. Zhao Sinian's bracelet is Gansong's eighteen-son bracelet, and Xie Yuzhi is Topaz Chaozhu......

It was Lu Weizhen's turn, but it was a colorful brocade silk sachet. He frowned and didn't answer. The maid stood there with a tray in her hand, a little embarrassed.

"Land Phase."

The maid bowed her head and called softly.

Everyone also noticed the strangeness here and looked sideways. When Wei Qiguang saw the sachet, he immediately turned his head to look at Wei Zhixian and scolded.

"Nonsense."

About naming your child's little theater:

Years later, they had their first child, and they discussed the name of the child, either male or female.

Duanmu Xihua: I think about the past, Jin Ge Iron Horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

Lu Weizhen: (I have a bad premonition) Hmm.

Duanmu Xihua: Ergou, our child's nickname is Huzi, okay?

Lu Weizhen: (cardiac arrest) (for a long time) Great, (suddenly a question comes to mind) What if it's a girl.

Duanmu Yuhua: (Eyes burn) Gold.

Lu Weizhen: (looks at her stomach sympathetically) (Dad can't stand you)

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Duanmu Zetang: How can this be reasonable, how can the prince and daughter of my Duanmu family use such a name!

Lu Weizhen: I need to remind the imperial grandfather, did you do anything to chase your grandmother back then?

Duanmu Xihua: (curious) What did he do.

Lu Weizhen: It's nothing, it's just that after losing his memory, he was picked up by his grandmother and named it Iron Bolt.

Duanmu Zetang: Shut up!

Xie Yuzhi: Sure enough, I am the only one who is the most normal.

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