"A gentleman wants to be slow in words but quick in deeds - seven points for respectful silence. Prison He has spoken the least since he entered the house, and he will be fined for drinking!"
"It's a great pleasure to have friends from far away - it's worth five cents for a guest. Lu Qing is a guest, why don't you have a drink?"
"Ride on a fat horse, wear light fur - fresh clothes are very good. Who is the most gorgeously dressed tonight?"
This time it was really difficult.
Some of the people present were wearing official robes, some were wearing ordinary clothes, and some were wearing Japanese furs. It was difficult to distinguish the superior from the inferior. In the end, Chao Heng said that the black-maned horse was like a dragon, and he responded to the first half of the sentence. The owner should drink ten cents.
Although he didn't know how Li Bai and others' mounts were, they were definitely not as good as the black-maned horses, so Lu Li happily drank a whole glass of ice wine and continued to draw chips:
"I live in Qi Shao, and I don't know the taste of meat in March - I'll give you five points, my master. Since this banquet is mainly about congratulations to the elderly, please invite me."
After finishing speaking, Lu Li raised his wine glass and greeted He Zhizhang.
As one of the Eight Immortals in Drinking, Supervisor He probably drank as much as Li Bai when he was young. Although he is old now, this small amount of wine is nothing. He drank it all with a flick of his sleeve.
"Life and death are destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven - drink ten cents for yourself."
"It's too much to talk about - it's very good to talk a lot."
"Those who live in low places and talk about those who are above - ten points each for the two at the bottom."
"..."
"Chen Li will be listed, and those who can't will be stopped - let go."
At this point, the silver chips in the thick tube have become sparse and countable. With Li Bai's "let go", everyone has been let go. The first round is over. Who will draw the chips first needs to be decided by rolling dice. .
The two girls in colorful clothes put down their pipa, lifted up their lotus steps, and first put the old chips in order, then replaced them with a new pair of wine chips and inserted them into the silver tube, while the other girls continued to play music, sing and dance.
Because as early as when they were seated, everyone had already placed ailanthus on the table. There were five pieces in total, similar in shape to ginkgo, with a square middle and two pointed ends. There were four sides in total, two black and two white. Some areas were also engraved with patterns, like a calf. ,pheasant.
"This is my first time for Mr. Xiaolang to come to Pingkangfang. Why don't you ask Nunu to help?"
Obviously, Miss Qian Rui misunderstood.
In fact, this was not the first time for Lu Li to come to Pingkangfang. In his memory, he was a frequent visitor here. Although he could not write poetry, he was proficient in almost all other ways of playing.
Hulu drinks pheasants.
Five trees are all black, which is Lu, and the total is sixteen chips.
Two pheasants and three black ones are pheasants, which is a total of fourteen chips.
Two calves and three white calves are counted as calves.
The five trees are all white, which is white, and the plan is eight chips.
This is the noble color, and there are six miscellaneous colors below it: Kai, plug, tower, bald, poke, and pound. If Lu Li is willing, with his five senses and control far beyond human beings, he can throw anything.
In this way, it seemed like he was cheating, so he did not refuse Qian Rui's kindness. He turned slightly to the side, made room, and said with a smile: "Then I'll help you, Miss."
At this time, Chao Heng and Wang Wei looked at Lu Li thoughtfully and said to themselves: It's good to be young. It's only one round and they were chosen as the guest of honor.
Apart from Miss Duzhi, who lives in the first position, Qian Rui, the daughter of Huang Liu's family, is the most popular. Given time, she will definitely become the oiran.
With a raise of his hand, five ginkgo-shaped dice began to spin in the bowl: "Pheasant, fourteen chips, please."
The tone was full of joy.
Qian Rui also didn't expect that with a casual throw, she would get Guicai, second only to Lu.
"Miss Qian Rui has good luck."
Chao Heng made a pun. He knew that Lu Li came to Pingkangfang to find a female companion to spend the Lantern Festival together.
If the 25-year-old Dali Temple Minister hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it. If Miss Qianrui could get Lu Li's attention, he would buy her life with three to four hundred taels of gold and settle her out as a housewife. It's definitely a beautiful thing.
"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 had the best luck. He took the lead in drinking and drawing money. However, this first order was really embarrassing: "Government is based on virtue, such as Beichen - Official Ten points high.”
Among the five people here, 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 passed over Lu Li.
Almost at the same time, Miss Qian Rui fell into deep thought, and a ridiculous idea came to her mind.
Fortunately, Supervisor He knew that Lu Li didn't like publicity, so he took the initiative and said, "What are you doing here in a daze? Could it be that you're bullying me because I'm old and don't want to let me drink?"
Hearing this, Miss Qianrui put aside her distracting thoughts and ordered her maidservant to pour wine.
After all, it was impossible for a twenty-year-old third-grade official to think about it, but this small episode still made her keep an eye on it, and she was ready to take the opportunity to make some innuendo.
"You can't cut a chicken with a bull's knife—it's seven points for enforcing laws and recording things." After Li Bai finished drinking, he drew a lot.
Xi Jiu also called Lu Lu Shi, and Miss Qian Rui didn't say anything. She picked up the glass cup and drank most of the glass of wine, and drew a lot: "When you make friends, you keep your word - ask someone to accompany you for ten minutes."
A pair of peach blossom eyes fell on Lu Li.
Yes, you don’t need to open your mouth to know who this is for.
Just as Lu Li was about to pour himself a glass of wine, a soft and soft voice rang in his ears: "Spring banquet, let's have a glass of wine and sing again, and then say goodbye to Chen Sanyuan: First, I wish that my husband will live a thousand years; second, I wish that I will be healthy."
"Three wishes are like the swallows on Liang Shang, seeing each other every year."
Being able to do so many tricks with a glass of wine can only be said to be an eye-opener. Lu Li happily picked up the glass cup and drank it all.
She is worthy of being a famous prostitute. Even if she doesn't serve people with sex, she is still worthy of being sought after by the world for her talent.
In this way, dice were jingled, laughter was heard, and the dusk gradually deepened. The inside of the square seemed to have become an independent paradise. The candles in each brothel were brightly lit, and the laughter at the banquet where Lu Li was sitting was getting louder and louder. The wave has the potential to stay up all night.
"Let's sing and chat, drink and drink together, drink a glass of wine for me, and make three wishes with you -"
"First, I wish for a peaceful world; second, I wish for a strong body; third, I wish to see you again soon."
Songs to persuade people to drink often ring in their ears.
People often say: Li Bai wrote hundreds of poems about drinking wine.
Perhaps his drunkenness was aroused, so he left the seat, took off the brush from his belt, asked Miss Qianrui for a piece of cloth, and immediately started writing:
Whose wife is Shangyuan? I prefer the Queen Mother.
The hair is styled in a wavy triangular bun, with the remaining hair hanging down to the waist.
Fur draped in green fur and brocade, wearing a red frost robe.
I carry my daughter in my hand and play the flute with Feng in my spare time.
The eyebrows were murmuring and she was smiling to herself, suddenly drifting in the wind.
Leave the title "Mrs. Shangyuan".
This Shangyuan is not that Shangyuan. Li Bai has been obsessed with mythology recently, and it happened to be the Shangyuan Festival, so he took advantage of his drunkenness to write this poem about traveling to immortals.
On the side, Chao Heng also had something on his mind, and because he was too drunk, he stumbled to the window sill, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, sang for a moment in a local accent that no one could understand, and then shook his head and lay down by the window. Recited in Mandarin:
"Looking up at the sky, longing for Nara."
"On the top of Mount Mikasa, the moon is bright and full again."
The feeling of homesickness can be learned from heaven and earth.
Both Wang Wei and Supervisor He were meditating silently, preparing to comfort their friends with poems, while Lu Li was talking quietly to Miss Qian Rui.
Suddenly, Chao Heng let out a strange cry in a panic: "There's someone in the attic over there who wants to commit suicide!"
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