Seeing this, Duan Qianqiu hurriedly stood up with a wine glass and said, "In the next moment, I was distracted and drank two glasses less, please forgive Her Royal Highness the Princess." Under the willingness to be punished. With that, he poured himself a drink and drank three glasses in a row.

Yang Yuxin still had a cold face and didn't speak, and waited for Duan Qianqiu to drink three cups before saying, "It should be punished, but when did this palace say that it would be punished like this?"

Duan Qianqiu was stunned for a moment, Yang Yuxin turned around and asked the palace maid next to her to bring three pots of wine, and put them on Duan Qianqiu's wine case, she said jokingly: "Either drink three pots of wine, or write a poem with the title of the peach blossom ordered by the emperor, if everyone thinks your poem is not done well..." ”

At the banquet, everyone was drinking and drinking, and when they saw Princess Gaoyang "teasing" Duan Qianqiu like this, they applauded and coaxed: "Okay, good idea!"

Yang Heng smiled silently, although the Empress Dowager Huayi didn't like to drink, she was very fond of this granddaughter, so she also let Yang Yixin mess around.

Duan Qianqiu sighed secretly, and said helplessly: "Then let's write a poem below." He bowed his hand to Yang Heng and the Queen Mother, and respectfully played: "Caomin Duan Qianqiu is ugly, as for whether the poem is good or not, please make a decision to the emperor and the queen mother, and please be merciful to all the subordinates present." ”

Yang Heng had an expression of fear that the world would not be chaotic, and said with a smile: "Okay, you will take the lead, as for who here dares to say that your poems are not good, you will repay them next time and tear each other down." Come on, start writing poems. After I finish drinking this glass of wine, if your poem still can't be sung, add six more pots on top of the six pots of wine. ”

As soon as Yang Heng's golden mouth opened, if it was a holy decree, how could Duan Qianqiu dare to slack off.

He thought about it for a while, Yang Heng had almost drunk half a cup.

Duan Qianqiu chanted in a loud voice: "Guanshan is splendid and the moon is like a hook, and the white heron island is a green goose boat. Return to the wild goose west to fly to the water, and the tree of Lanzhou is empty and secluded. The fog locks the Qingjiang fragrant wind, and the peach blossoms in the north garden are brocade. The lonely guest is drunk at this time, and the sky and blue sea are free to swim. ”

This poem came out, and the audience was amazed, all of them secretly praised the "good poem", because the poem implied Yang Yuxin's green goose boat, and also praised her for her beautiful appearance like a peach blossom, and the meaning of being as lonely and proud as a green goose, and the last two sentences faintly revealed their helpless and heroic feelings.

Duan Qianqiu had just finished chanting the poem, and Yang Heng had also drunk all the wine in the cup. Yang Heng looked around the field and asked, "What do you think of this poem?"

Everyone came back to their senses and laughed in unison: "Not good!!~"

Yang Heng slapped his palms and laughed: "Okay, it is difficult to disobey the will of the people, it should be punished, Duan Qianqiu, drink!"

Yang Xinqiao's face was as pale as a peach blossom squire, and she also echoed: "Exactly, the poem is far-fetched, and the battle is not neat, it should be punished!"

Duan Qianqiu didn't refuse, raised the wine jug, and said loudly: "I respect the Queen Mother and the emperor, and I also respect Her Royal Highness Princess Gaoyang." "After that, I drank six pots of wine in a row, and my face did not change.

Everyone in the banquet applauded, and the atmosphere was even more lively.

Yang Yixin saw that he was so cheerful, and it was not easy to make things difficult again, so he returned to his seat. Zheng Bingrong, who was sitting next to her, poked her with his hand and said with a smile: "This kid seems to be better at writing poetry than fighting!"

Yang Yuxin took a sip of her, and said angrily: "You have taken a fancy to him, you go!"

Zheng Bingrong sighed deliberately, and said sadly: "How can the slave family have that life, I'm afraid that the tree of Lanzhou is empty and secluded!"

Yang Yuxin knew that she was deliberately angry with herself, so she ignored Zheng Bingrong, she looked sideways at Duan Qianqiu, only to see him sitting on the seat in a daze, "He must be thinking about Ye Chulong again, right?"

Duan Qianqiu drank six pots of spirits, his throat and chest were like fire, and his stomach was even more hot and uncomfortable, although his amount of wine was good, but it was not to the extent that he was not drunk in a thousand cups, according to this way of drinking, such a long banquet, I was afraid that before the end of the banquet, he would be drunk and fall to the ground. Although Yang Heng said that he was not drunk and had no return, Duan Qianqiu also understood that the royal banquet was just right, so don't go over it.

Therefore, after he sat down, he concocted the same method as the previous "wine repellent". Silently returning to the true qi of the sect, running his whole body, the wine in his blood turned into bursts of steam and seeped out on his back, and after a while, his mind cleared up a little, and the dizziness on the liquor was also eliminated.

At this time, Yang Heng spoke: "Everyone, are you all drunk?

The crowd shouted, "If you are not drunk, drink again!"

"Okay, sure enough, it's worthy of being my great Jing Liangchen, drink three more cups. ”

After everyone drank, Yang Heng said: "Fang Cai Duan Qianqiu has already recited poetry, poetry is good, people are not bad, and the wine is even more enjoyable." I don't know which Aiqing took over this reason for drinking and let the poetry continue. Yang Heng's meaning is very clear, Duan Qianqiu has made a good start, he is good at poetry and wine, see who can have the ability to continue to make trouble.

Seeing that the two princesses of the Dajing Dynasty were present, I thought that if I could show my skills and win the hearts of beauties, maybe I could climb the dragon and phoenix, climb the high branches, and Yang Heng spoke, and he was even more enthusiastic.

Sitting at the top of Duan Qianqiu's same column, a young scribe closest to Yang Heng spoke: "Your Majesty, Weichen Ye Zuyin is willing to write a poem, and use a sword dance to help the fun, and ask the emperor for permission." ”

The Dajing Dynasty was already extremely martial, and everyone saw that Ye Zuyin was willing to use sword dance with poems, knowing that he would have a good show to present, and they were all looking forward to it. Yang Heng took the long sword of the embroidered guard beside him, threw it to Ye Zumeng, and said, "Quasi-play." ”

Ye Zumeng's face was handsome, and he was wearing a crescent white dress, and the clothes were embroidered with gorgeous patterns in green silk. took the sword and stood in the field, with an elegant and chic bearing.

Duan Qianqiu quietly asked Lu Bangyan: "Who is this person?" He doesn't look very old, but he is close to the emperor's seat, and his official rank must be quite high. ”

"His name is Ye Zuyin, the Ye family is illustrious, rich in the world, he is too often Shaoqing, his literary talent and character are excellent, and his martial arts are even better, ranking forty-seventh on the Xuanwu list, higher than me. Lu Bangyan said softly.

Duan Qianqiu thought to himself: "It turns out that he is also a master on the Xuanwu list, but I don't know what will happen with this sword dance with poetry?"

While the two were talking, Ye Zuyin had already begun to chant poems and dance swords.

"Spring water moon gorge comes, floating boat... Wang'anji. Ye Zuyin stood on one foot, the sword in his hand was drawn leisurely, his body turned in a circle with a sword weapon, and his body was chic and good-looking.

As the blade turned, he groaned again, "Exactly... The peach blossom stream is still the color of the Jinjiang River. With a kick of the left foot, the person has jumped out like a light swallow, the long sword pointed directly at a peach blossom tree, the tip of the sword is cold, and it actually sent out a sword qi, and the peach blossoms on the tree are urged by the sword qi, and the falling flowers are colorful, like rain.