When Zhu Biao heard this, he couldn't help but smile, he had touched the scene in the past, and chanted two poems of later generations, but he didn't want to be heard by Cheng Wan'er.

But this Nizi has a talented heart with seven tricks, and for a long time after that, she has been pestering herself to ask for poetry, but today it is justifiably blackmailed.

"Sister Wan'er, please ask for the question." Zhu Biao said loudly.

Cheng Wan'er smiled slightly, and saw that the female dependents standing in front of her spread out, and nine more female dependents showed their figures, only to see that each female dependent was holding a fan.

The nine fans are all written on them, respectively: spring flowers, summer lotus, autumn moon, winter snow, women, husband and wife, fame, heroes, family and country.

The people behind Zhu Biao saw the nine fans, all of them showed bitterness, and shook their heads again and again.

The arrogant Lu Tishi said to Cheng Wan'er without confidence at this time: "Little lady Cheng, sprinkle the family and drink a few more jars of wine, but I don't know if I can get a song?" ”

"Drink together!"

"Drink together!"

Wu Song, Sun An and others on the side also echoed their words.

Just didn't wait for Cheng Wan'er to answer, Pan Jinlian said: "I'll wait for the ladies to see what you guys are doing drinking, today's wine is wine, and poetry is poetry, which cannot be offended." ”

"Hahaha, wine can't match poetry, but poetry can go with wine."

Zhu Biao smiled heartily, showed a wanton and crazy look on his face, waved his sleeves, walked to the fan with the word "husband and wife" written on it, and shouted.

"Fetch the wine!"

Lu Fang and Guo Sheng, one holding the wine, the other serving the bowl, Zhu Biao took the wine bowl poured in Guo Sheng's hand, drank it all, the wine bowl was thrown to the ground, broken and safe, and Zhu Biao said loudly.

"One Yang is moving, the second surname is Ke Harmonic, Qing Sanduo, Gu Si Mei, and the fifth Qichang Zheng Fengbu; The six rites are completed, the seven sages are completed, the eight tones are played, the songs are nine, and the ten are perfect and envious. ”

After a song, Zhu Biao took the wine, walked to the front of the "Spring Flower" fan, drank it again and again, and threw the wine bowl to the ground.

"Mo on the soft mulberry broke the buds, and the silkworm seeds in the east have given birth. The fine grass in Pinggang chirps the yellow calf, and the cold forest dots the crow in the sunset.

The mountains are far and near, the road is horizontal, and there are people in Qingqigu wine. The peach and plum in the city are sad about the wind and rain, and the spring is in the creek and cauliflower. ”

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"After all, in the middle of June, the scenery of West Lake is not the same as the four seasons.

The lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are different red. ”

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"Hurry up to the west building, I'm afraid that the sky will release and the clouds will cover the moon. But the summoning, jade fiber horizontal flute, a blow cracked.

Whoever does curling floats in the world, the most pitiful jade axe repair season. Ask Chang'e, Lonely Leng is worried. Ying Huafa.

The clouds are full, and Joan's cup is slippery. Long sleeves up, clear singing. Sigh ten or nine, want to grind and lack.

If you have a long round night, people may not see goodbye. Turn the past and away from hatred into joy, and say when you return. ”

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"Mei Xue did not refuse to descend in the spring, and the pen fee of the Sao Ren Pavilion was commented.

The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance. ”

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Zhu Biao finished chanting spring flowers, summer lotus, autumn moon, and winter snow in one breath, walked to the "woman" group fan, ignored the stunned people around him, drank and broke the bowl, and continued.

"The moon is like water, the ripples are like practice, and a few clusters of light smoke and willows. Sai Hong flew south overnight, who asked the people who leaned on the building thin.

The rhyme is recorded as a golden stone, not a dance skirt and song sleeves. In the past, he swept his eyebrows, and he was re-embroidered. ”

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When he walked to the front of the "fame" fan, Zhu Biao's face was already wanton, pointing out the country, agitating the words, the breeze blew up his clothes, and his body rippled with a mighty voice.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp. Eight hundred miles under the command, fifty strings turned over the outside sound. Autumn soldiers on the battlefield.

The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens! ”

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Nine to seven, only the last "hero" and "family and country" are left, but Zhu Biao was silent for a long time, the momentum on his body was restrained, but his eyes were full of light, and he spoke.

"The rolling Yangtze River is passing away, and the waves are sweeping away the heroes. Success or failure turns empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times.

On the white-haired fisherman river, accustomed to watching the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking. ”

The word chanted, the momentum was revived, but it was more high-spirited, people couldn't help but be convinced, and then it was "home and country", only to hear a majestic word from Zhu Biao's mouth.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Raise your eyes, look up to the sky and roar, and be fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait, the young man's head is white, empty and sad.

Yan Yun is ashamed, and it is still snowing. When will it be destroyed. Driving a long car is broken, and Helan Mountain is lacking. Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Xiongnu blood. To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky. ”

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After the last word was chanted, it should have been a joyful and noisy wedding scene, but it was silent, and after a long time, Lin Chong could hear a loud shout.

"Good! A good one is angry, and a good one is cleaning up the old mountains and rivers from scratch. ”

After Lin Chong finished speaking, he knelt on one knee and clenched his fists, and replied with a flushed face: "From now on, Lin Chong is willing to be the sword in the hands of his son, life and death will not be avoided, and he will move forward." ”

"I am willing to be a sword in the hands of my son, life and death will not be avoided, and I will move forward."

When Lin Chong's voice fell, he saw Lu Zhishen, Wu Song, Sun An, Du Yan, Qiao Daoqing, Li Ying, Hu Cheng, Guo Sheng, Lu Fang and others, all kneeling on one knee, clasping their fists with both hands, and shouting loudly, moving the sky and rushing into the sky.

The earth-shattering sound outside the courtyard came into the courtyard, and Hu Qing'e in the boudoir heard it clearly, and only said in her heart: My family's officials are in a big situation.

I saw Hu Qing'e tear off the red hijab, revealing a pretty face that captivated the country and the city, and walked quickly towards the outside of the courtyard.

Fold the waist to micro-step, showing the wrist in the light yarn. The eyes are full of spring water, and the jasper dragon and phoenix hairpin is obliquely inserted on the head. The fragrance is delicate and delicate, the beauty is more beautiful than the flower, the fingers are like cutting the green onion roots, the mouth is like containing Zhu Dan, a smile and a smile, touching the soul.

Zhu Biao was about to arouse the brothers, so he saw Hu Qing'e wearing a red wedding dress, walked in front of him, bowed and bowed.

"The concubine is also willing to be a sword in the hands of officials, and she will not avoid life and death, and she will move forward."

Zhu Biao smiled and stretched out his hand to help Hu Qing'e up, and then helped the others up one by one, although his heart was excited and difficult to hold back, he said with a wry smile on his face.

"But it was Zhu Biao Meng Lang who made this wedding scene so messy."

Qiao Daoqing on the side laughed loudly: "The son's move to welcome his relatives today will definitely be famous all over the world and will be famous for centuries." ”

Zhu Biao smiled and said nothing, although he kept apologizing to a certain lyricist surnamed Xin and Yue Wumu and others, he only felt that this article was really fucking comfortable.

Cheng Wan'er stood in place in a daze, never thought that her actions today would end up like this, looking at Zhu Biao and Hu Qing'e in the field, but a nameless sour feeling surged in her heart, and she was speechless for a long time.

At this time, Pan Jinlian took the red hijab, walked in front of Hu Qing'e, glared at Hu Qing'e angrily, put the red hijab on his head again, and then glanced at Qiao Daoqing, and heard Qiao Daoqing say loudly.

"Please get the bride into the sedan chair."

Li Ying, Lu Zhishen, Wu Song, and Lin Chong stepped forward with the sedan chair, and Zhu Biao helped Hu Qing'e into the sedan chair, and when he was about to put down the sedan curtain, he asked softly.

"Lady, but I don't know what the third level is?"

A smile appeared on Hu Qing'e's beautiful face under the red hijab, and she said softly: "The third level, the official has passed." ”

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