"Hongzuo, you can't say that," Zhu Changrun, who was nearby, heard the sound and turned his head to remind, "Changzuo is your eldest brother, you should respect him." ”

"I don't want it!" Wan Hongzuo couldn't help but roll his eyes, "Everyone says that he has no ink on his chest, he doesn't learn and has no skills, and he knows how to swagger around every day." Where is there anything worthy of respect for him like this! ”

"......" Zhu Changrun thought about it carefully, as if it was indeed not, and he was speechless for a while.

"Okay, don't mention him," Wan Hongzuo gathered his expression, sat down in place, and raised his hand to the blue-shirted young man at the table in front of him who proposed to play solitaire games, "Wu Gongzi, it's time for your group." ”

"Okay, the word 'branch' of Wan Gongzi will be picked up by coming down," Wu Gongzi smiled lightly and returned the salute to him, groaned slightly, and said loudly, "There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there is no fragrant grass at the end of the world." ”

"Sister, this is not difficult, do you want to try it?" The young man in the green shirt, who had asked this Wu Gongzi about the rules of the game, happened to be sitting at the table in front of him, and after listening to him, he turned his head to look at the girl in the blue dress beside him.

The girl smiled and nodded, lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, and said "The grass grows and the warbler flies in the February sky, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke."

Their group is already the eighth group, and next, there is the ninth group's "smoke cage cold water and moon cage sand, night park Qinhuai near the restaurant", the tenth group's "family sacrifice does not forget to tell Nai Weng", the eleventh group of "Weng Lao knows the destiny of heaven, sighing alone is difficult to complete people", and the twelfth group of "the world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom".

At this point, the first round is over, and the second round is taken by the first group of the twelfth group of the word "open", but a few people at the table have been thinking for a long time, and they can't pick it up, so they automatically punish a glass of wine, and then say a couplet of poems as a new beginning - "There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking."

"I'll pick it up this time," a gentle-looking girl in the second group said with a light smile, "I'll choose a sentence from Empress Li's "Crying in the Dark Night" - 'Rouge tears, stay drunk'." ”

"I will!" Zheng Qingyuan, who had already expressed his attitude and disliked poetry and songs, suddenly lit up when he heard the words, and without thinking, he opened his mouth and said, "Drunk and lying in the rivers and lakes, don't laugh, and you still smell the fragrance of chivalrous bones when you die." ”

"Miss Zheng is worthy of being a person who practices martial arts, and she is so chivalrous and tender in connecting poems!" As soon as she said this, someone immediately spoke out in admiration.

Zheng Qingyuan suddenly showed a smug smile on his face, turned his head to look at the man, and was about to be modest, when Li Mubai's voice suddenly came from behind him with some doubts: "No, Miss Zheng, do you mean that this is any kind of ancient saying, colloquialism, or poetry and song?" I only know that 'drunk and lying on the battlefield Jun Mo smiled, and a few people returned to fight in ancient times' and 'I don't know how to suffer from the side court, and I still smell the fragrance of chivalrous bones when I die'. Miss Zheng's sentence should not have been changed from the patchwork of these two poems, right? ”

"Huh?" When Zheng Qingyuan heard him say this, his mind couldn't help but be confused.

Just now, the girl in the second group fell with the word 'drunk', she only felt that the couplet was about to come out, so she took it out casually, could it be that she was confused?

Guessing like this, he turned his inquiring gaze to Zhu Changxun on the opposite side.

The other party did not give an answer explicitly, directly poured a glass of wine, pushed it to the center of the table, looked at her with a smile and said, "Is this cup of wine drunk by this king for you, or are you drinking it yourself?" ”

Zheng Qingyuan saw his actions, and there was a result in his heart, and he glanced at him coldly and said: "Who is rare about your fake kindness, this girl dares to act, since she answered wrong, of course she will drink it herself!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his glass neatly and drank all the wine in the cup.