Chapter Twenty-Three: Drumming and Passing Flowers
As soon as Dugu Mo opened his mouth, he knew his identity, the first person in Ming martial arts and calligraphy - Changsun Shen!
His father, Emperor Dugucheng, had specially explained before this trip that it was okay to offend anyone, even the emperor, but don't provoke the eldest grandson Shen!
Because not only is his martial arts cultivation at the top, he has entered the capital of Yasukuni alone thirty years ago, and he was surrounded and killed by the three great grandmasters and still retreated, only suffering a little minor injury, almost unscathed!
What's more, Eldest Sun Shen's temper is extremely impulsive, if you really provoke the other party, even the ends of the earth will kill you by any means, unless you are a great grandmaster yourself.
And Dugu Mo looked at Changsun Shen's face like a forty-year-old middle-aged man, but the actual age of the other party was almost 100 years old.
Then there are only two possibilities, one is to rejuvenate, and the other is to improve again!
Either way, you must not provoke at this time!
"Hehe, it's interesting, this prince of Yasukuni is quite thick-skinned, he was slapped in the face like this, and he can continue to sit here and drink."
Lin Yanchen was happy to watch the play and eat melons, this Dugu ink pretend was slapped in the face in less than two seconds, and he really wanted to laugh.
"Your Majesty, the old man just came out of the customs and couldn't arrive in time, please forgive me."
The eldest grandson Shen rarely gave up respectfully, in front of outsiders, he still had to give the emperor some face, otherwise he would call Xiao Yi'er directly.
Changsun Yi didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly got up to return the salute.
"Imperial Lady, please get up."
"Come, give me a seat!"
The eldest grandson Shen didn't say anything more, and walked towards the newly moved seat on the side with a hearty smile.
"By the way, that little eunuch, come over and sit with the old man, okay?" Halfway through, the eldest grandson Shen remembered what was going on, turned his head and said.
"Me?" Lin Yanchen pointed at himself suspiciously, looked around again, and found that he was only a eunuch, so he was sure that he was calling himself.
Changsun Yi reacted quickly and hurriedly urged.
"Lin Aiqing, don't stand stupidly, the imperial prince asks you to go, you can go quickly."
The emperor's order is hard to disobey.
Lin Yanchen had to reluctantly sit with this old man with explosive combat power, and the atmosphere was so embarrassing and embarrassing.
Eldest Sun Shen just smiled and poured wine for Lin Yanchen, but he was not in a hurry to speak.
Lin Yanchen also took the opportunity to look at the other party, he had just prostituted the "Xingjiang Song" written by the other party in vain, he was too busy at work during the day and didn't have time to observe, and he was preparing to work overtime tonight.
But he never thought that he could sit with the original owner now, and he was still a little excited.
At this time, the room fell silent.
Everyone turned their attention to Zhou Yuanming, who was the only one standing.
After the small episode just now, Zhou Yuanming naturally didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, and his expression and tone were a lot more respectful.
Lin Yanchen couldn't help but sigh that it was more useful to deal with literati by physical means.
"Your Majesty Eldest Sun, Xiao Sheng thinks that it is rare for so many young talents to gather at this banquet, why don't we let the juniors show it? It can also be regarded as adding some fun to tonight's wine banquet. ”
"How do you want to show it?" Eldest Sun Yi asked lightly.
"Your Majesty Bingchangsun, every time the literati get together in Zhengguo, in addition to enjoying the beautiful scenery and drinking fine wine, flying flower orders, drumming and passing flowers, archery and throwing pots, sword dancing and so on are all essential, why don't you have a shallow discussion with all the literati present at this moment?" Zhou Yuanming explained.
Eldest Sun Yi thought for a moment and nodded.
"Yes."
The main thing is that she also thinks it's not interesting to just drink and say some polite words, and it would be great if she could see more.
It was also an opportunity to learn about the level of literati from other countries.
Because this banquet was mainly for foreign guests, there were very few local literati in the Ming Dynasty, less than ten people.
So don't worry about exposing your hole cards on your side.
In this way, everyone in the audience is also full of light.
Everyone is at a very enthusiastic age, and these classic drinking party games are also their favorite form of entertainment, and with so many people playing at the same time, the level of happiness is unimaginable.
Lin Yanchen yawned without interest.
"What's so fun about old-fashioned games? Delay Lao Tzu to see beautiful women dance, phew! ”
But this was heard by the eldest grandson Shen on the side, and the old man glanced at Lin Yanchen up and down, a little puzzled.
A eunuch, how can she be a good woman?
Don't?
As soon as he thought this, the eldest grandson Shen silently recited the mantra, his pupils emitted a faint golden light, and when he looked at Lin Yanchen, his pupils trembled.
I don't know if this is the first time he's been shocked today.
Good fellow, this kid turned out to be a fake eunuch!
But in the next second, he understood.
Xiao Yi'er is also a woman after all, and there are always some needs, so it is normal to secretly raise a male pet.
Besides, this kid looks handsome, has strong yang energy, and is also very good at writing poetry, so it would be good to be his husband in the future.
Thinking of this, the eldest grandson Shen liked Lin Yanchen more and more.
When he was an infant of his eldest grandson, he learned that he was a woman, but the queen at that time was unwilling to be robbed of the position of prince by the sons of other concubines, so she insisted on pretending to be her daughter......
But Changsun Shen doesn't care about these, as long as it's someone from their eldest grandson's family, the empress will be the empress.
Anyway, as long as he is alive for a day, Daming will not fall, and the Changsun clan will not fall!
At this moment when he was in a daze, Lin Yanchen quietly slipped to Liu Yuanshan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, whispered to him for a while, and then returned.
Immediately, I only heard Liu Yuanshan shouting, "Then play music and dance!" ”
When the maiko heard this, she twisted the waist of the water snake.
Lin Yanchen showed a satisfied smile, this Liu Shangshu is still very good, it is worthy of the Ministry of Etiquette, and the sophistication of people is different in this aspect!
Lao Tzu is tired for a day, can't enjoy it at this time?
With the help of those coolly dressed young ladies, the literati are also more energetic in preparation.
After a while, the rules were set, and the music in the field became extremely slight.
The first thing to play is to beat the drum and pass the flowers, which is less difficult and serves as a warm-up.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the next guard will beat the drum with his back to us, and in the drum we will pass the wine glass one by one, and the wine in the cup cannot be spilled, otherwise even if it is a flower, it will be consistent with the drum to stop the flower, and you need to punish yourself with three glasses, and make a poem on the spot, if you fail to reach the C level, you need to drink three more glasses!"
Zhou Yuanming briefly described the rules, and everyone present nodded in agreement.
Then Zhou Yuanming motioned for the guards to start.
Bang bang bang!
The drumming sounded, and Zhou Yuanming unhurriedly passed the copper cup full of wine to the person on the right, and then kept repeating.
But when the wine glass was passed to Lin Yanchen, he looked confused.
Lao Tzu didn't say he wanted to participate? But he still didn't hesitate to pass the wine glass to the eldest grandson Shen again......
Because there were more than 100 literati present, the guards played the drums for a long time, and after turning the wine glass twice, the drumming was obviously weaker, which was the rhythm to stop!
At this time, the literati significantly increased their speed.
In the first round, they don't want to be in the flowers, and there are still many links after that, if they drink three cups first, it will definitely be inappropriate, and they will have no face to be a person if they are foreign, and what they value most is face.
And composing poetry is also inappropriate, after all, people's poetry is limited, if you accidentally read out the good poems prepared in advance tonight, then you will not regret your intestines tomorrow!