The sound of drums and bamboos sounded.

In the cold spring of February, in the palace of King Wei, a group of thinly dressed dancers came on the stage one after another and began to play music and dance.

Since crossing over to the Tang Dynasty, Lu Heng had never seen this kind of scene.

He looked at Fang Yiai with some shock:

"You guys have such a lot of fun? It's still cold on this day, what if the girls freeze to death? ”

"Besides, isn't this a poetry club, why are you still dancing?"

"Could it be that when you watch the girl dance, you will be happy and famous?"

"It doesn't make sense, right?"

Love: ......

Fang Yiai resisted the urge to burst into foul language, as if he was afraid that he would be embarrassed with Lu Heng, so he could only lower his voice to explain.

"Just drinking and composing poetry, even if you add games such as pitching pots, it will inevitably make people feel bored."

"Isn't it elegant to compose poems and enjoy the dancing of the girls?"

"There are so many children of the family, don't you want to let them play leaf play next to each other, it will be too difficult for their turn."

Lu Heng wanted to ask what Ye Zixi was.

However, looking at Fang Yiai's already blue face, he still chose to keep his mouth shut in a rare way.

As the obvious Wei Wang Party, it is very good to be able to bring himself in, and now he has to work part-time as a translator and tour guide, and by the way, he explains the game of cultural people, which is really a bit too embarrassing.

Thinking of the way the other party was forced to be helpless and had to do it when he was threatened by Fang Xuanling before, Lu Heng felt pity.

After watching and dancing quietly for a while.

Li Tai, who was almost crammed into the bed on the main seat, finally spoke.

"Alright, everyone, this king announces that the poetry meeting has officially begun!"

"Everyone wants to chant poetry against each other, please feel free, someone has sent drinks and snacks, you can chant while drinking!"

"Of course—"

"If you just want to drink the wine floating in the water, this king will naturally not mind!"

It's very generous.

However, the words in and out, coupled with the glance he glanced at Lu Heng, seemed to mean one thing.

Li Tai also wants to see Lu Heng's jokes!

On the spot, someone who was interested in it got up and said:

"His Royal Highness King Wei, since this is the case, then let's start composing poems directly to help the fun!"

"It just so happens that Brother Xuanguo and this Lu Gongzi are already ready to have a glass of wine to settle their enmity, and I think everyone here doesn't mind letting them show their hands first."

Li Tai smiled with satisfaction, nodded and said:

"Okay, well, that's what this king means."

"Lu Heng Lu Gongzi, what do you think?"

Lu Heng was eating the dim sum of the Wei Palace.

He had only eaten the staple food of Datang before, and when he ate it at first glance, he felt that it was finally something delicious, and he still thought in his heart that he finally knew why Li Tai was fat, and he was suddenly named.

He raised his head, still with a piece of pastry in his mouth, and said vaguely:

"Whatever, just say it when it's time for me, don't delay me from eating!"

The scene was a little awkward and silent for a while.

No one could have imagined that this fang could eat so happily and appetite on such an occasion.

Didn't he know that he was about to be embarrassed?!

The corners of Li Tai's eyes twitched, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Come, put a glass of wine on a wooden plate and put it in the canal."

"Go downstream, you all know the rules, right?"

Seeing that Lu Heng had no intention of raising his head at all, Fang Yiai hurriedly explained in a low voice beside him:

"You're still eating here?!"

"Don't think that Qu Shui Liuyu depends on luck, if someone succeeds in composing poetry, and everyone unanimously praises it, he can name people to get up and compose poems."

"If you can't make it, or if you attract applause, then you have to pour the wine after drinking it and move on!"

He was actually quite worried that Lu Heng would be ridiculed and ridiculed.

It's not that he cares much about this guy who has had a holiday with him before.

The main problem is that it's the person sent by my father! In case Lu Heng is provoked and makes trouble in the Wei Palace, then he will be beaten badly, not to mention, and he may be blamed by Li Tai.

It's just a loss for the lady and a soldier!

But Fang Yiai was persuading hard, trying to make Lu Heng understand the importance of this matter, so that he could prepare as soon as possible.

But I saw that this kid was still working hard, and he didn't even let go of the part that Fang bereaved to love himself!

He finally gave up.

“…… That's it, anyway, if you get angry, I'll run out of King Wei's mansion directly. ”

Fang Yiai rarely felt that someone was more bearish than herself, and suddenly understood her father's hatred.

Lu Heng glanced at him in surprise:

"Why do you think I'm going to be mad here?"

Fang Yiai covered his face:

"It's not that I think it, it's for sure!"

"I don't think your level is much worse than mine, maybe not as good as me."

"If you can't write a poem later, they will definitely ridicule and ridicule you, can you bear it?"

"Hell if you can bear it!"

Lu Heng put down the snack in his hand and patted Fang Yuai's shoulder very solemnly.

He said earnestly:

"Young man, you have to have faith in me!"

"I'm a man who has set a lot of records, why don't you believe me more than your father?"

"Wait a minute, maybe who is angry!"

If Fang Yiai is also a traverser, it is estimated that he has a famous boxing quote in his mind now.

Lu Heng, why are you so ordinary, but so confident?

Even he was a little doubtful of life by this self-confidence!

And at this time.

While the two were talking, the wooden tray that had been placed in the meandering water flow, which had already contained a glass of wine, was drifting down the canal.

The water is not urgent, but it is living water, and the canal is specially designed for meandering water, with many hidden piles underneath to artificially create small whirlpools like wild streams. Otherwise, if the wooden plate is allowed to drift like this, it is possible to flow outside Chang'an City.

In the blink of an eye, the wooden pallet had already floated to the shore.

It's a coincidence.

It was in front of Lu Heng.

Fang Yiai's face changed, and he suddenly looked up at Li Tai on the main seat-

If the fuck hadn't been arranged, his beloved name would have been written upside down!

But Li Tai remained silent, just smiled slightly.

It's hard for ordinary people to perceive what's going on.

The dark pile is under the water, and no one knows the exact location except the main house.

But the more stakes there are and the closer they are to the shore, the easier it is to attract the wooden pans.

Everyone's seats were personally assigned and arranged by Li Tai, and if you want to arrange Lu Heng, it's not very simple!

"Yo, that's my turn?"

Lu Heng patted the residue on his hand, picked up the wine glass and raised it to Li Tai:

"His Royal Highness King Wei, what do you want me to do?"

Li Tai also doesn't ink.

He stared at Lu Heng and smiled extremely gently:

"Since I just watched the song and dance, why don't Lu Gongzi take this as the topic and recite a poem for these dancing girls and singers, how about it?"