Chapter 339: Festive Haze

"A gentleman wants to be slow in words and quick in deeds—seven points for respect and silence. Supervisor He has spoken the least since he entered the door, and he is punished with alcohol!"

"It's such a pleasure to have friends coming from afar—five points for guests. Lu Qing is a guest, why don't you drink quickly?"

"Riding on a fat horse, wearing a light coat—it's good to have fresh clothes. Who's the best dressed tonight?"

This time it was difficult.

Some of the people present were wearing official robes, some were wearing ordinary clothes, and some were wearing Japanese fur. It was difficult to tell the difference between the good and the bad. In the end, it was Chao Heng who said that the black-maned horse was as handsome as a dragon.

Although I don't know what the mounts of Li Bai and the others are, they are definitely not as good as the black-maned horse, so Lu Li happily drank a whole glass of ice wine and continued to draw:

"My son is in Qishao, and I don't know the taste of meat in March—the master will give you five points. Since this banquet is mainly for He Lao, then please invite me."

After saying that, Lu Li raised his wine glass and greeted He Zhizhang.

As one of the Eight Immortals of Drinking, He Jian probably could not drink less than Li Bai when he was young. Although he is old now, this small amount of wine is nothing.

"Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky - drink ten by yourself."

"Small tongue - multilingual is ten."

"Those who live in a low class and swear at the top—ten points each for the last two."

"..."

"Chen Li is on the list, and those who can't be stopped-let go."

So far, the silver-chip lottery in the thick cylinder has been sparsely counted. With Li Bai's "letting go", everyone was let go. The first round is over, and who will draw first will need to be decided by rolling the dice .

Two maidens in colorful clothes put down their pipas, lifted their lotus steps lightly, first tidied up the old chips, and then put a new pair of wine chips into the silver tube, while the other girls continued to play music, sing and dance.

Because as early as when they were seated, there were five pieces of scorpion on the table of everyone, similar in shape to ginkgo, with two pointed ends in the middle, four sides in total, two black and two white, and some areas were engraved with patterns. ,pheasant.

"It's the first time for Mr. Xiaolang to come to Pingkangfang, why don't you ask Nunu to help?"

Obviously, Miss Qianrui misunderstood.

In fact, it wasn't the first time Lu Li had come to Pingkangfang, he was a frequent visitor here, and although he couldn't compose poetry, he was proficient in almost all other ways of playing.

Hulu drink pheasant.

Five trees are all black, for Lu, sixteen chips in total.

Two pheasants and three blacks are pheasants, with a total of fourteen chips.

Two calves and three whites, for a calf, it counts as ten chips.

The five trees are all white, and they are all white.

This is the precious color, and there are six miscellaneous colors under it: open, plug, tower, bald, stick, and smash. If Lu Li is willing, with his five senses and control power far surpassing that of human beings, he can throw anything.

However, in this way, it seemed to be cheating, so he didn't reject Qian Rui's kindness, turned his body slightly to the side, and after making room, he said with a smile: "Then I'll be there for you, Miss."

At this moment, Chao Heng and Wang Wei looked at Lu Li meaningfully, and thought to themselves: It's good to be young, and it's only been one round, so they were chosen as the guest of honor.

Apart from the Duzhi lady who lives in No. 1, Huang Liuniang's family belongs to Miss Qianrui who is the most sought after. Given time, she will definitely become the oiran.

With a raised hand, five ginkgo-shaped dice spun in the bowl: "Pheasant, fourteen dice, everyone please."

The tone was full of joy.

Qian Rui didn't expect that she won the expensive lottery with a random throw, second only to Lu.

"Miss Qianrui is lucky."

Chao Heng made a pun, he knew that Lu Li came to Pingkang Fang to find a female partner and spend the Lantern Festival together.

The twenty-five-year-old minister of Dali Temple, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe it. If Miss Qianrui could get Lu Li's attention, he would just take three or four hundred taels of gold to redeem her body, and put her outside as a housewife. Definitely a beauty.

"calf."

"bald."

"tower."

"stick up."

Not long after, the final result came out. Li Bai had the worst luck, no, it should be said that he was the luckiest, and took the lead in drinking and drawing money. However, this first order was really embarrassing: "Government with virtue, for example, Beichen - the official Very high."

Among the five people present, who has the highest official position?

In other words.

Which one is more noble, the third-rank Secretary Supervisor or the third-rank Dali Temple Minister?

Several lines of sight flicked across Lu Li's body.

Almost at the same time, Miss Qianrui fell into deep thought, and a ridiculous thought flooded into her mind.

Luckily, Supervisor He knew that Lu Li didn't like publicity, so he took the initiative to ask, "What are you doing in a daze, could it be that you are bullying my old age and don't want to let the old man drink?"

Hearing this, Miss Qianrui dispelled her distracting thoughts and ordered the maidservant to pour wine.

After all, it's impossible for a twenty-year-old third-rank official to think about it, but this little episode made her keep an eye on it, and she was ready to take the opportunity to make side attacks.

"How can you use a sledgehammer to cut a chicken - seven points for persuading the law recorder." After Li Bai finished drinking, he drew a lot.

Xi Jiu was also known as Lü Lushi, Miss Qian Rui didn't say a word, she picked up a glass glass and drank most of the wine, and drew a lottery: "Make friends, keep your word - please have a companion."

A pair of peach blossom eyes fell on Lu Li.

Well, you don't even need to open your mouth to know who it's for.

Just as Lu Li was about to pour wine for himself, a soft voice rang in his ears: "Spring feast, sing a song with a glass of fine wine, and then pay respects to Chen three wishes: first, I wish my husband a thousand years; second, I wish my concubine a long and healthy life."

"The three wishes are like Liang Shangyan, and we will meet each other every year."

There are so many tricks that can be played with a glass of wine. It can only be said that it has opened his eyes. Lu Li cheerfully picked up the glass and drank it up.

As expected of a famous prostitute, even if she doesn't serve others with sex, with this talent, she is worthy of being sought after by the world.

Just like that, the clinking of dice, laughter, and the twilight gradually deepened. Inside the gate, it became an independent Paradise. Candles were brightly lit in every brothel, and at the banquet where Lu Li was, there was a wave of laughter. The waves have been going all night.

"Let's talk about singing and let yourself go, talk to each other about wine, drink for me, and make three wishes with you—"

"One wish is peace in the world, and the second wish is a strong body. The third wish is to come to Baishou and meet the king."

The persuasion song rang in my ears from time to time.

People in the world often say: Li Baidou's hundred poems on wine.

Xu was aroused by drunkenness, he left the seat, took down the brush from the belt, asked Miss Qianrui for a piece of cloth, and immediately swiped the brush and ink:

Who is Mrs. Shangyuan? The Queen Mother is so charming.

Saga triangular bun, the rest of the hair hangs down the waist.

Qiu is covered with green wool brocade and dressed in a red frost robe.

Carrying a daughter, leisurely playing the flute with the phoenix.

The eyebrows were smiling to themselves, and suddenly they were blown by the wind.

Leave the title "Mrs. Shangyuan".

This Shangyuan is not the same Shangyuan. Li Bai has been obsessed with mythological novels recently, and it happened to be the Shangyuan Festival, so he wrote this poem about wandering immortals while he was slightly drunk.

On the side, Chao Heng also had something on his mind, and because he couldn't drink enough, he staggered to the window sill, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, sang for a while in a local accent that everyone couldn't understand, then shook his head and lay down by the window Chanted in Mandarin:

"Looking up at the sky, looking forward to the side of Nara."

"On the top of Sanli Mountain, I want to see the bright moon again."

Homesickness can be learned from heaven and earth.

Wang Wei and He Jian both meditated silently, preparing to comfort their friends with poems, while Lu Li and Miss Qianrui talked in a low voice.

Suddenly, Chao Heng, who was lying on the side watching the moon, uttered a strange cry, his voice panicked: "There is someone in the attic over there who wants to commit suicide!"