Unexpectedly, there were not many people who were interested in the trolley, so Ye Zhenzhen simply took them to have a field trip. Many spoiled women and girls saw the trolley for the first time, and they were all curious and pestered Ye.
Zhen Zhen asked many questions.
Seeing this, King Wei suddenly sighed: "You live so high in temples and gradually forget about the people. Only by truly getting into the lives of the people can you understand the sufferings of the people and benefit the people."
Everyone agreed one after another and praised the King of Wei for his compassion for the people and his benevolence.
Cui Weizhen looked at the trolley and fell into deep thought. He didn't come back to his senses until Ye Zhenzhen reminded him.
"It's time to go, what are you thinking about?"
Cui Weizhen shook his head: "It's just some unformed ideas. I'll talk to you later."
Ye Zhenzhen didn't ask any more questions, quickly returned to the role of hostess of the banquet, and led the guests back to Shouzhuo Garden.
Everyone's curiosity was satisfied, and they sat down under the guidance of the maid, with men on the left and women on the right sitting in rows. At that time, the maid would release the wine bottle upstream. When the wine bottle stopped in front of any guest, the guest not only had to drink the wine bottle.
Sake, singing and composing poems.
Of course, none of the people present are proficient in poetry and composing, and it is not limited to composing poetry. Other methods are also possible.
Several elderly ladies headed by Aunt Cui did not participate in this activity. They chose another venue to chat, and the rest were a group of young people.
After Ye Zhenzhen explained the rules, Yuxiu brought over a jade plate as thin as a cicada's wing. On the jade plate was a wine bottle filled with sake. She gently put the jade plate into the ditch, and the jade plate was filled with wine.
Float down the water and arrive in front of the guests smoothly.
As the host, Ye Zhenzhen sat not far from the source, opposite Cui Weizhen. Cui Weizhen saw her serious face, her lips moving slightly, as if she was still mumbling something, so he stared at her carefully for a long time, and finally understood.
She was chanting: "Don't be me, don't be me..."
Only she can do such a useless thing.
Over the years, she has read a lot of books, but she knows nothing about reciting poems and composing poems. When she is in a hurry, she writes limericks, which makes Cui Weizhen laugh for a long time.
Ye Zhenzhen is well aware of her own poetry level and rarely writes poems in front of outsiders. Everyone knows her shortcomings and rarely use them to embarrass her——
In fact, Ye Zhenzhen memorized a lot of poems and songs in her previous life, but talent cannot be faked. She can win a temporary reputation with one or two ancient poems, but what about the future? What if she encounters poetry again in the future?
If she couldn't find a suitable poem for the occasion, it would be a huge scandal that would ruin her reputation.
Therefore, she never established herself as a person who was proficient in poetry and poetry. Fortunately, the wine bottle this time also gave her the host face. The wine bottle never stopped in front of her. Instead, it stopped in front of Cui Weizhen several times.
Writing poetry is really easy for Cui Weizhen. He speaks it out without thinking and wins a lot of applause.
It is undeniable that Cui Weizhen is a natural luminous person, with handsome features and calm demeanor. He attracts everyone's attention every time he opens his mouth, not to mention the charm of his words. I don't know how many young girls present blushed.
, peeking at him non-stop.
Ye Zhenzhen didn't know whether she was jealous or proud for a moment, but when she saw that he was not distracted, her beautiful phoenix eyes reflected her shadow, the boiling jealousy in her heart subsided in an instant, leaving only boundless satisfaction and joy.