Then he said slowly, word by word: "Four, poetry, wind, elegance, praise!"
"Four……"
As soon as Hu Shichang repeated a word, he started laughing.
"Can you get the second couplet right? I think you lose..."
Everyone else in the palace suddenly understood after hearing the second couplet. All the monarchs and ministers of Wei State were looking at Mu Jianming and Hu Shichang standing in the center of the palace with smiles.
Before Hu Shichang could finish speaking, Wang Weiren quickly took over.
"Brother Hu, it is true that we lost. Now we are convinced."
"how……"
Before Hu Shichang could finish speaking, Wang Weiren sighed and explained to Hu Shichang.
"Elegance in the Book of Songs can be divided into Daya and Xiaoya. Therefore, the second couplet given by Shen Changshi is just right."
"I……"
Hu Shichang was speechless and could not say a word.
"Everyone, please."
Shen Xiyao looked at the people from the two countries with a smile.
Yang Ke, who was sitting on the high platform, was greatly relieved when he looked at the scene below and shouted loudly.
"Come here and serve wine to the envoys of the two countries."
Mu Jiaming felt a sudden change in his heart after hearing Yang Ke's words.
The worst thing is to be the emperor.
The banquet has been held for a long time. No matter what kind of wine it is, people from both countries have already drank a lot. If they drank a whole pot of strong liquor in one go, several people from both countries would have to lie down on the spot.
In the main hall, officials at all levels in the Wei State were filled with laughter after hearing Yang Ke's words.
Several people in the Qin delegation secretly took out their handkerchiefs and quietly wiped their sweat.
The people from Shu and Chu looked bitter as they watched the palace maids cheerfully placing pots of strong liquor on their respective tables.
Mu Jianming continued to fan the flames of evil.
"How about I give you another chance and ask another question. If you can answer the question, you don't have to drink it. If you can't, just have another one. How about that?"
The envoys from the two countries were agitated, and the mentality of gamblers suddenly emerged. They all looked at Hu Shichang as if they were grasping at straws, for fear that the man would not agree.
If you win, you don't have to drink.
Lost...
One jug of wine is also drunk, and two jugs of wine are also poured.
It doesn't matter anymore.
Hu Shichang also discussed with Xu Liangqiu, Wu Lijin, Meng Changxun, and Wang Weiren. The others all nodded. Only Prince Fu remained silent, minding his own food and drink.
"How about forget it and drink that bottle of wine. If you lose again, you will have to go in vertically and go out horizontally."
Hu Shichang was about to speak, but Mu Jianming retreated and continued to make people angry.
I know the wine I mixed.
The strongest wine has more than 50 degrees of alcohol. Even if the ancients were not used to drinking this wine, they could only sleep for a few days with a bottle of wine.
At the beginning, these guys were planning to drink two bottles of themselves. If I didn't take revenge, I would be really sorry for my status as a time traveler.
"Come again!"
Hu Shichang was a little angry.
"Okay then, hey! It's hard to persuade a damn devil with good words."
Mu Jianming shook his head and sighed, then moved a few steps away.
"quick……"
Hu Shichang yelled a little lost his temper.
"One day I was on duty. It was still a little cold when I went out in the morning. When I walked to the Luo River, I saw a thin layer of water vapor, like smoke and fog, covering the river. The trees on the bank were like shadows. The scene is very evocative, so the title is in this scene. Smoke, lock, pond, pond, willow."
Shen Xiyao slowly said the last few words one by one.
Since there is a question to be asked, what else can be left out of this quatrain that has stumped countless people in the previous life?
As soon as these five words were uttered, the hall suddenly fell into a dead silence.
Everyone understood the artistic conception of these five words. The generals did not know how to recite poems correctly, but when they saw the appearance of everyone in the palace, they did not dare to speak and sat quietly aside.
After a long time, there was a "bang" sound, and an official from Chu State sat down on the ground, knocked over the wine bottle on the table, and looked at everyone in despair.
Others were also awakened by the sound and looked at the man sitting on the ground, feeling sad.
More people are already working hard to think of countermeasures.
At this time, the annoying voice of the two missions slowly sounded again.
"It seems you still can't admit it. Oops! We lost again."
"Come here, serve the wine. Change it to a bigger pot."
Yang Ke smiled and narrowed his eyes, giving instructions to the palace maids and chamberlains.
"You are all well-known men and husbands. Don't let me, a woman, underestimate you."
"How about you admit that you are not as good as a little girl like me?"
"Or... it would be a good idea for you to lie down and pretend to be drunk now."
"Also, if you really want to drink, you can pretend to be bold and take the opportunity to spill most of the wine."
People from the two countries trembled after hearing this. Now looking at this heroic figure wearing a scarlet court dress, with a delicate face, delicate eyebrows, and always smiling, he looked like a devil.
Mu Jianming's few words were so irritating that they revealed all the ideas they had in mind. If they really wanted to do this, wouldn't it be true?
Hu Shichang gritted his teeth, grabbed the wine bottle on the table, turned around and said to the Chu officials behind him.
"Drink, drink it all for me, don't let people look down on us and say we can't afford to lose."
After saying that, he raised his neck and poured the wine into his mouth. He didn't dare to spill it, for fear that the female devil would grab him.
"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince of Chu, Chen Ruiyuan, has great interests in the Wei Dynasty and has not participated in it. Can he be exempted from drinking alcohol?"
When he saw that Chen Ruiyuan was in a dilemma as to whether he should share the difficulties with the Chu delegation, Ji Yun, who had dealt with Chen Ruiyuan several times, stood up and interceded with Chen Ruiyuan.
"Yeah, that's right."
Meng Changxun also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he always felt a chill in his back. He looked up and saw King Lu, who was lame on one leg, looking at him with a smile but not a smile.
Meng Changxun shivered, picked up two wine bottles and started drinking.
"Danglang" and "Danglang" twice.
The two empty wine bottles in Hu Shichang's hands fell to the ground. Hu Shichang himself held the table and lowered his head, gasping for air. He raised his head and stared at all the people in the Chu and Shu envoys one by one with his red eyes. He picked up a wine cup, knocked on the table, and shouted: "You... none of you are allowed... to pretend to be drunk for me, and you are not allowed to... spill the wine and let others... look down on you, do you hear me? "
Above the Dan Emperor, Yang Ke supported his chin with his hand and watched everything happening below happily. He raised his other hand and waved.
"Come here, help the envoys of the two countries drink."
There was a large, beautifully carved bed with rolling bead curtains. On the bed, a young man was still sleeping soundly. At his feet, a maid lay sleeping with her arms on her head.
The maid suddenly woke up with a shiver. She looked up at the man who was still sleeping on the bed, and then felt relieved. She turned around and looked at the window again. It was already bright outside.
Beating her numb legs, the maid slowly stood up and walked out, for fear of making any noise and waking the man up. After a while, she gently came in with a basin of warm water and carefully wiped the man's cheek.
Perhaps because he felt someone scratching his face, the man slowly opened his eyes and looked at everything in the room with confusion.
The maid's face was full of surprise and she called softly.
"Sir, you're awake. I'm going to bring you a cup of tea."
After saying that, he ran out with his skirt in hand. After a while, other maids and servants got the news and started to get busy. The yard seemed to have received an order, and from silence, various sounds began to be made.
The door creaked open, and Yiyi, who was wearing a pure white straight-collared skirt, walked in. She walked straight to the bed and sat sideways on the bed. Wu Nong asked softly and with concern.
"Sir, how are you?"
Hu Shichang's face was dull and his eyes were lifeless. He tried to open his mouth several times, and only then did he make a dry sound from his throat, which had not had water in it for a long time.
"Where is this?"
“Hong Hotel!”
Hu Shichang thought hard again.
"What time is it now?"
Yiyi helped Hu Shichang up a little and let him lean on the bed.
"It's time now."
"oh."
The corners of Hu Shichang's mouth curled up, as if mocking.
"The two moments of success on August 18th."
Yiyi added another sentence.
Hu Shichang's eyes widened and he turned his head to look at Yiyi with disbelief.
The maid who had gone out earlier came in with tea. Yiyi took it and fed it into Hu Shichang's mouth with her own hands. Hu Shichang drank it all in one gulp before he felt better and had some energy.
"Why did I sleep for so long? How did I get back?"
Yiyi thought of something and covered her slightly raised mouth with her slender hands.
"You were all carried back by the Yulin Army of Wei State."
After saying this, Yiyi lowered her head again and spoke slowly.
"It's okay for you. You woke up after sleeping for two days. The three entourage who went to the banquet with you were drunk to death and never woke up. Young Master, what happened on the day of the banquet? The people of Shu were also carried back.
Only the people in the Later Qin Dynasty had nothing to do, but they kept their mouths shut and said nothing."
Hu Shichang began to slowly think back, and suddenly a figure wearing a red court dress floated into Hu Shichang's memory. Hu Shichang shuddered, then pushed Yiyi away angrily, biting his back molars viciously.
"It's her, that bitch! We were all fooled. She lured us step by step into the trap she set."
Yiyi let out a soft "Yeah", frowned slightly, then straightened her eyebrows, leaned forward, and continued to ask.
"Sir, who are you talking about?"
Hu Shichang pointed to his neck.
Most of the blood scab on the neck has fallen off, leaving a silk-like scar.
"It turns out to be her!"
Yiyi understood instantly. Yiyi had already known about Hu Shichang being scolded on the street a few days ago.
"Sir, in the past two days, there have been children near the Hong Hotel shouting something like 'Three Lights of the Sun, Moon and Stars, Four Poems of Elegance'. What is going on? What happened at the banquet?"
After hearing Yiyi's words, Hu Shichang was even more furious.
"Tell all the guards to go out and guard outside. If anyone shouts like that again, catch him and kill him."