With the rise of the word traversal, many people can't help but think about a question.

If one day you travel by yourself, you have traveled to the background of antiquity.

There is no internet, no mobile phone, no TV, no Weibo, no clubhouse..... Ahem, it looks like something is messed up.

Anyway, if there is no such series of entertainment and leisure things, what kind of tragedy will life be?

Every day at sunrise and sunset, without entertainment, isn't life worse than death?

However.....

People who think this way must have some misunderstanding of the word ancient.

Ancient students were many elegant people, every Mid-Autumn Festival, Chongyang Festival, Qixi Festival, Lantern Festival, basically every festival, big and small, scholars and talents will basically hold some poetry meetings in groups, or call friends.

Even if it is not a New Year's holiday, catching up with the birthday of so-and-so, so-and-so has made certain achievements in a certain aspect, the end of a certain imperial examination, and even if there is no festival or celebration, he will make some gatherings every once in a while to pass the time.

Such as..... Too much of a guard, too people's 'flowing water, rest things' like this.

These gatherings, some during the day, more often at night.

Therefore, the life of ancient times, at least the lives of ancient talents, will not be boring.

Even, if there is no activity, you can go to the Qinglou to listen to a little song and find a girl.

Well, in ancient times, when the stories of talented and beautiful women were widely circulated, learned people visiting Qinglou would not only not be criticized, but would be praised as romantic.

Whoever doesn't just say 'real name, self-style'.

There is also the one who is who, and he also left the famous poem 'Ten years of Yangzhou dream, leaving the name of Qinglou Bo Xing'.

Look, Yangzhou has been in Yangzhou for ten years, just visiting the Qinglou, and you can also be a celebrity Qingshi (Qinglou History).

Many gatherings of ancient talents are directly in the Qinglou, and they scatter a lot of money for a smile for the beauty, and it can also be passed on as a good story.

Where is it like now, when you go to a big health care once, you see an acquaintance who can't wait for the other party's glaucoma, cataract myopia more than 1,000 and 100 degrees.

To shoot a commemorative film, you have to cover your face, and even get a guy surnamed Ma and a guy named Heke to mess in.

So...... Saying so much is just to prove that those who want to travel ———— are afraid that they will be too lonely after crossing into ancient times, you don't have to worry so much.

After all..... Worries come and go, as if you can really wear it without worries.

Of course, this is all off topic.

As I said before, there are many kinds of parties.

There is the Lanting gathering of a certain Taishou's 'Liuyu Qushui', the flower boat of a famous lyricist who 'won the name of Qinglou Bo Xing', and the celebration of the New Year's Festival.

What Xu Xian participated in today was a poetry meeting initiated by Yan Song in the name of congratulating some students on their new children.

In ancient times, among the large and small poetry gatherings, this scale was only slightly higher than the small gathering that invited three or five friends to drink and have fun.

So..... Naturally, there will be no high-end guests!

So.....

After leaving with a confession to Xu Xian and the Roaring Sky Dog, Yan Song's speech was not too formal.

is to stand in a place that everyone can see, and say something such as congratulations to the children in the examination, hoping that the college examination in a few months will produce a few talents, and I hope that the students who have won the fame of the show will be able to win the township examination after the year.

Anyway, it's just a bunch of, boom, boom, and some don't.

After Yan Song finished talking, the boss of Mochizuki Tower began to serve wine and food.

A group of dozens of people sat at five tables, among which Yan Song, Xu Xian, Qin Guan, Roaring Sky Dog, Cai Jing and Cai Jing's anonymous friend who did not want to disclose his name, and another Yan Song's anonymous close friend who also did not want to disclose his name, seven people gathered at a table.

Well, I forgot to mention it here, the reason why no one expressed surprise at the appearance of two Qin Hui was because Qin Hui didn't follow up.

After vomiting blood angrily, when Yan Song introduced Xu Xian and the three of them in, he had already persuaded Qin Hui to go home in the name of letting the other party recuperate.

In this regard, Qin Hui, who originally wanted to watch Xu Xian make a fool of himself in public, still had a lot of complaints.

But under Yan Song's eyes that made his heart furious, in the end, Qin Hui still didn't come in to make trouble.

As the banquet came up, the entire third floor began to be lively.

The people present are all knowledgeable, at least they have read the Four Books and the Five Classics, so it is naturally impossible for them to learn to draw boxing, nor can they stand on the table and squat on the chair and shout.

But after all, he is a scholar and a person who is interested in fame, and it is normal to play some small games such as the drinking order during the banquet.

For example, there is a table next to Xu Xian, and there are eight people seated, and looking at the way those eight people talk happily, they should all know each other.

Of course, this is not the point, the point is that this table felt that it was boring to just eat and drink, and began to play with the wine order.

Well, their drinking order is also interesting.

What's so interesting?

Sitting in the east, a benevolent brother with the name Shi Jinzi Yituo took the lead in proposing the idea of a liquor order.

And this classmate Shi Yituo is obviously an existence that does not follow the usual path.

After proposing the wine order, he did not play any poetry and songs, but played with the name.

That is, one person starts and says the name of a girl in the green building, and the next person must say the name of another girl in the green building where the girl is located within a certain time limit.

If you can't say it, you will be punished with a glass of wine, and after you say it, you can continue to ask the question.

This kind of gameplay has attracted a lot of people's attention, at least the roaring dog with the pseudonym Ergouzi is very interested in it.

Even Xu Xian felt that if it weren't for the fact that this product was not familiar with the Qinglou here, if it wasn't for the stipulation that it must be the name of the Qinglou girl, this product would probably go to participate with his Xiaohua, Jade Rabbit and other names.

The banquet was very happy, because all the people present were scholars, so the party was very high.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Yan Song stood up and prepared to start the following activities.

Well, the reason why he didn't chant poems first and then start the banquet after a game was that Yan Song also had his own considerations.

The reason why the dozens of people present gave him face so much and were willing to participate in the poetry meeting he organized was not because of how good his name Yan Song was, nor because of how awe-inspiring his reputation was.

The reason why so many people are willing to respond to him is even more - scholars also have to eat!

Do you think that all the scholars are immortals, who can swallow clouds and spit out fog and not eat the fireworks of the world?

Besides, not all of the people who study have good family conditions, and there are many people who are poorer than Xu Xian's family.

Therefore, these gatherings or something have become the best place for these people to eat and drink.

And I came here for the purpose of eating and drinking, and I can't wait for this meal, since the morning, and even since last night, just for this meal.

No longer let people eat a meal to fill their stomachs before the poetry meeting starts, Yan Song is afraid that it will be really bad to wait for a few more to starve.

So.....

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, seeing that everyone had almost eaten, Yan Song stood up.

Seeing Yan Song, the host, get up, many scholars stopped the chopsticks in their hands, put down the wine glass in their hands, and swallowed the food in their mouths.

Even the little pink, rouge, and sledgehammer on the side of the table, which had no eyesight strength after Yan Song got up, stopped under the reminder of the clear-eyed person.

"Ahem!"

A piece of the field.... The cups and plates were messy, and the corners of Yan Song's eyes twitched a few times, and then the language was organized.

"I saw that you had a very good conversation today, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

How can there be no poetry in poetry clubs, poetry clubs, and there are meetings?

Therefore, drinking and having fun, I don't know which brother is willing to come up with his masterpiece to add some color to our poetry meeting? ”

Quiet!

You must know one thing - most of the people who came to Yan Song to save face were here to eat and drink!

Let's just say that it can be mixed to the point of eating and drinking, how many can really be exported into chapters, and seven steps into poems?

If you really have this ability, you can't mix it to the point where you can't even afford to eat.

So.....

After Yan Song finished speaking, no one responded immediately.

So.....

It's embarrassing!

Yan Song really wanted to give his head a blow.

I forgot that the reason why I didn't make this show in the previous life was entirely because Qin Hui, who was stupid but still had some talent, cheered him on, and after he finished speaking, he was the first to jump out and drive the atmosphere.

And this time..... He Nima drove Qin Hui away before he even started!

So....

Who else can save the day now?

Yan Song subconsciously set his eyes on Cai Jing, and saw Cai Jing, who mistakenly thought that Qin Hui had rebelled, was staring at a pair of cross-eyed eyes, staring at the two dogs with big eyes.

Well, this one can't be counted on.

Look at Xu Xian again.....

It's good that this person doesn't smash the field for himself.

Helpless....

Yan Song took a hard breath.

After all, it is a poetry meeting organized by himself, and after all, it is for his ulterior purposes.

For the sake of the big plan, he endured this grievance!

So......

"Ahem! It seems that all of you brothers are more reserved, so let me throw bricks and lead the jade, and first take out a work for you to taste! ”

As he spoke, Yan Song walked out of his seat, put his hands behind his back, and walked back and forth seven steps.

Seven steps later, Yan Song seemed to have a sudden inspiration, stopped, bent down and picked up a grain of rice that had fallen on the table from the wine glass of a certain sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked brother at the table next to him.

This should have been accidentally dropped on the table by this benevolent brother when he ate the blood glutinous ball.

Seeing this, Yan Song seemed to suddenly burst into inspiration, tilted his head slightly, and started his performance with a sad and compassionate look.

"On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil."

Turning around, he threw the rice grains he picked up from the table into his mouth, chewed a few times and swallowed them into his stomach, and Yan Song chanted the last two lines of poetry in his mouth.

"Who knows that Chinese food is hard work."

As soon as this poem came out, there was a lot of applause in the audience.

Yan Song turned his head and saw Xu Xian's eyes widening as if he had seen a ghost, and he was holding the wine glass on the table and pouring wine into his mouth to suppress the shock.

Seeing this, the corners of Yan Song's mouth unconsciously hooked upward.

Shocked?

Drink it! Drink more!

Surprise, it's still to come!