"You're so awesome!" The imperial concubine exclaimed, you really lived up to your reputation as a talented person!
It turns out that the smiling tiger she was talking about was the first couplet, and the kowtow-headed insect that Xiao Chen was talking about was the second couplet. The pairing was really agile and neat.
Here’s to you!
He glanced at the red charcoal fire next to him and wrote another couplet: "The charcoal is as black as the fire and as red as snow!"
Xiao Chen drank it all in one gulp and said without thinking: "Wheat bran is as red as frost!"
Oh, that's great. Have another drink.
The bright moon was in the sky, the ground was covered with silver frost, and I was slightly drunk, and suddenly I felt lovesickness.
"Xiao Chen, are you homesick? I've thought about it. Can you write a poem?" The imperial concubine really regarded Xiao Chen as a friend, and she spoke with a tone of discussion and begging.
"There is bright moonlight in front of the window. I suspect it is frost on the ground. I look up at the bright moon and lower my head to think about my hometown." Xiao Chen squinted at the moon. He also missed home.
His home is not thousands of miles away, but thousands of years later.
"Ah, you did a great job, Xiao Chen, are you a god?" The imperial concubine held her chin in her hands, carefully savoring the meaning of the poem, and couldn't help but be fascinated.
Looking at Xiao Chen's eyes again, they were filled with infinite admiration.
Xiao Chen's trip tonight was worthwhile, and he gained a little fan girl.
"Can you still fill in a poem?" He personally helped Xiao Chen fill a glass of wine and looked at him expectantly.
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine. I don't know what year it is tonight in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that it will be too cold in the beautiful buildings and jade houses at high places. I dance to clear the shadows, how can I feel like I am in the human world."
"Turn around the Zhuge Pavilion, lower the Qi household, and the light will make you sleepless. There should be no hatred, why should we always be reunited when we say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. This matter has never been solved in ancient times!"
"Nung, moon and new moon."
Xiao Chen raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
"I hope that we can live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away..." The imperial concubine murmured to herself, as if her soul had taken off on the wind and flown into the moon. She stood in front of the Guanghan Palace with fluttering clothes. How many years have passed in the world, and her heart was filled with tears. Confused.
The wine is not intoxicating, but the person is already drunk.
Intoxicated.
"I still want it." Chun Chou was slightly drunk, and his words were also slightly crazy.
To Xiao Chen's ears, it seemed to mean something else.
But who knew it wasn't the case?
A confidant, a beauty, drunk to the point of drunkenness, and both are young men and women. It is easy for some romantic things to happen, and on such a romantic night...
At this moment, the imperial concubine's peach blossom face was full of love, her eyes were full of spring waves, and her heart was full of love, all on Xiao Chen.
As long as he takes the initiative, she may not refuse no matter what he does.
But Xiao Chen didn't want to, it wasn't that he didn't dare, he just didn't want to.
He prefers to regard this elegant imperial concubine as a confidante.
Because beauty is easy to come by, but a confidant is hard to find.
Among the intrigues and intrigues in the palace, it was also a pleasure to have a confidante who could make his mind as calm as water. He could occasionally chat and talk about poetry and painting.
It can relax Xiao Chen's tense heart.
He was very relaxed now. In fact, he was a little too relaxed, or maybe he was drunk, so he chanted a verse that he shouldn't have chanted.
"When did the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past?"
"The east wind blew again last night in the small building. The motherland cannot bear to look back in the moonlight. The carved railings and jade masonry should still be there, but the beauty has changed."
"How much sorrow can you have? It's like a river of spring water flowing eastward!"
After chanting, he drank the wine in one gulp and looked up to the sky laughing. Suddenly he felt sad and burst into tears.
"Xiao Chen, you are drunk." The imperial concubine took out a white brocade scarf and gently wiped his tears.
Xiao Chen was drunk, but she woke up.
Because she heard the despair and sadness in this poem, she also became suspicious of Xiao Chen's identity.
A young eunuch, or even a talented man, even if he is really a god descending to earth, would not be able to recite such poems.
This is clearly the lament uttered by the king of subjugation!
But the words are also so beautiful, so beautiful to the extreme.
"Xiao Chen, who are you?"
"I left Penglai for a while and traveled to the sea. I met the imperial concubine and asked her why. She was sitting under the dipper of the Big Dipper, with her sword hanging on the moon horn of the Nangong Palace.
"I'm really drunk when I'm drunk. I don't know how sorrow arises. Why don't we recognize each other when we meet? But we ride on the white clouds and go home to rest!"
Xiao Chen pointed at the dark clouds on the horizon that were coming from nowhere, and laughed again.
His ability to drink was average, and what he drank was strong-flavored soju, so he was really drunk and crazy.
While laughing, he reached for the wine, but unexpectedly his foot slipped, his body tilted, and he almost fell to the ground.
The imperial concubine subconsciously stretched out her hand to support him, and he fell into her arms.
"It smells so good." He sniffed drunkenly.
But I don’t know if I mean the fragrance of wine or the fragrance of people?
"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, are you a genius, a fool, or a madman?" The imperial concubine let him rest on her knees, stretched out a pair of jade hands, and gently touched his clear-cut, sunny face.
A very strange feeling suddenly arises.
Heart-pounding feeling.
I don't know how long it took, but Xiao Chen suddenly woke up and smelled a faint and pleasant fragrance in his nose.
When he opened his eyes, he saw the imperial concubine's beautiful big eyes very close at hand, looking at him blankly, but she didn't know how long she had been looking at him.
He quickly stood up and knelt down, "This slave is rude and offends the noble concubine. It is a capital crime!"
"Get up, why is a grown man... such a talented man kneeling down all the time? I don't like you like this. I like you just... like that."
The imperial concubine's snow-white face turned slightly red. It turned out that she was quite charming even though she was shy.
"Okay, then from now on I won't be rude to you when it's just the two of us getting along." Xiao Chen stood up with a smile.
"Well, that's what makes me happy." The imperial concubine's beautiful eyes never left Xiao Chen's eyes.
She always felt that Xiao Chen had many secrets hidden in his heart, and she wanted to ask, but she didn't dare.
It's not that she doesn't want to, it's that she doesn't dare, she's just afraid that what he's hiding in his heart may be a terrible secret, and once it's revealed, she might lose him.
Then who will accompany me to get drunk in the future?
"Huh? I'm really curious. I was very drunk just now, and now I woke up all of a sudden... What night is it, what time is it?"
Xiao Chen felt that he would not wake up so quickly.
"Haha, you were almost drunk to death. I just fed you a sobering pill. This was a gift from the Persian Kingdom in the Western Region. The emperor rewarded me with some. Do you want it?"
"Why don't you want it? With a treasure like this, I will never get so drunk that I lose my composure in front of you." Xiao Chen remembered the poem he recited just now.
Is my intestines turning green with regret now?
"Well, you can't drink enough. Please don't drink with others in the future." The imperial concubine took out a few black pills and stuffed them into his palm.
This is worry and concern.
The sobering pill was certainly precious, but what she gave to Xiao Chen was something even more precious.
Suddenly, they were both startled when they heard a sharp whine.
This is the 'Shibiela' used in the palace to sound the alarm!
It means that something serious has happened in the palace. Either there are assassins attacking, or there is a lightning strike and fire!
When I looked up, I saw that at some point outside, there were clouds shrouding me, the wind was blowing loudly, and I could faintly hear the noise of people not far away, as if they were shouting that they were running out of water?
I ran out to hear the sound and looked around, and sure enough I saw a fire shooting into the sky in the north direction!
