The cold moon shines on thousands of cities

In the middle and late part of the banquet, Feng Zhijing left first, leaving behind a group of high-spirited good boys and unyielding women. It was just young, and playing and having fun is always indispensable. Boys and boys talked and laughed happily , Talking and laughing is also indispensable for sympathy and like-minded people.

During the dinner, most people didn't know each other. Under such circumstances, someone proposed to play some small games to get acquainted. For this proposal, most of them were happy to see the result, and only those three people were not very interested. Bar.

The man at the beginning seemed to be a fun-loving man who actually participated in this kind of occasion. He stood up immediately and said in a loud voice: "Everyone here is also a person of extraordinary status and knowledge, and vulgar games are not on the stage. It just so happens that we are surrounded by the lake. Sitting with a glass of water flowing is also a style, but we can change this rule. In the past, the wine cup full of wine was allowed to float freely, and whoever came to it had to compose poems or poems according to requirements. This time How about changing it to flowers?"

A woman became interested when she heard the words, "It's so good. Today is during the Hundred Flowers Festival, and flowers are the most suitable for the occasion. There are many women present, and I think they also like flowers." With people agreeing, everyone brainstormed, Novel ideas are also coming out endlessly, I just heard another man in Tsing Yi say: "In this case, why not combine it with the drinking order game, choose a person who draws the order, whoever the flower stops in front of, the officer will be ordered to draw a drink!" Order, that person can do as required by the order.”

"This is quite interesting, but I don't know where to find this order." A woman raised a question.

"If you want to come to such a big banquet, you will naturally have such gadgets. You just need to find a maid." The man at the beginning replied, looking at his posture, he knew that he had been in the field for a long time, and he knew it well.

Sure enough, upon questioning, the maid quickly brought the lottery, apparently well prepared.Everything was ready, and everyone was excited to see that a heroic woman volunteered to be the commander, which saved everyone a lot of time.

All kinds of flowers have been prepared. Although it is not kind to destroy the flowers with hot hands, there is a poem that goes: "The flowers are worthy of being broken, and the branches will be broken if there are no flowers."

I only heard the commanding officer say: "Little girl Mo Yunying, just today she recommended herself for the position of commanding officer. If you don't play well or have something inappropriate, I hope you will forgive me."

"This woman has a rare true temperament. She is bold and heroic." Yan Qinghan took a sip of tea, he never drank alcohol unless it was a last resort.

"Today I've always heard Qing Han complimenting others, but he didn't praise me at all. Do you think I should be angry or should I be angry?" Luo Qiancheng never forgets to be jealous. He has to talk about it, but it is rare to hear people around him frequently praise others, maybe he is in a good mood.

The two started a little errand on one side, and the flower on the other side had already entered the water. Seeing it fluttering with the water, everyone's hearts were also in suspense. The mood should be nervous and excited, looking forward to and afraid. Complicated emotions.

Finally, the peony flower that overwhelmed the country and the city stopped in front of a woman with a beautiful face. The woman was not pretentious, picked up the flower from the water, and stood there generously.

At this time, Mo Yunying also asked cooperatively, "Dare to ask the girl's name?"

"Liu Qingchi." The woman's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, neither soft nor weak, just right, deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"Miss Liu, then I'll draw the order at will." Mo Yunying greeted in advance, then randomly drew one from the lottery holder, and then looked at the content on the lottery.

"Invite Miss Liu to have a drink by herself, and then compose a poem about flowers, with any rhythm." Mo Yunying read.

Liu Qingchi didn't procrastinate, he picked up the flagon on his desk and was about to pour himself a glass, but someone stopped him, "The beautiful woman is pouring wine by herself, I can't bear to see it, and I'm willing to do it for you, I hope Miss Liu don't blame me for being rude. "The man who spoke was a man in blue, handsome in appearance and slender in stature, and he seemed to be from a family.

"Then I'm going to trouble you." Liu Qingchi didn't shirk his kindness either, and it seemed that he didn't need to mind this kind of thing.When the person filled the wine, Liu Qingchi held the cup in his hand, covered his mouth with his sleeve, and drank it all in one gulp. Everyone applauded, and then she chanted: "This body is in the ice and snow forest, not like peaches and plums. , Scattered into Qiankun Wanlichun."

As soon as the voice fell, someone asked, "Is the plum blossom that Miss Liu praised?"

"Exactly." Liu Qingchi bowed slightly to everyone and returned to his seat. This series of demeanor is not inelegant, and the impression on people is a bit better. He has good looks and knowledge, isn't it just the superior of a good wife The choice, I am afraid that some young masters have already moved their minds.

"What do you think of Qinghan?" Luo Qiancheng asked him with his head turned sideways, as if he meant something.

"Plum blossoms are noble and clean. She compares herself with plum blossoms. Presumably she doesn't want to compete with other women in the world." Ai Qinghan heard the meaning of the poem, and looked at Liu Qingchi with a little more admiration.

"Listen carefully." Luo Qiancheng said this nonsensically, but Yan Qinghan heard something different. This person really doesn't know what to say.

"Don't think too much, I'm like you, what else can I do?"

Luo Qiancheng smiled when he heard the words, "Why, I can hear the meaning of grievance in these words, and you are so aggrieved with me?"

"You are deliberately distorting my meaning, and you can't explain it clearly. If this is the case, I don't need to bother." Yan Qinghan knows his bad nature, the more he speaks, the more he can't explain clearly. It's better not to say it. .

While the two were laughing, the second round of the game had already begun. This time the flower was a beautiful peony. Seeing it swaying smoothly, there was no intention of stopping at all, accompanied by everyone's expectant eyes. , the flower stopped in front of Yan Qinghan, and the two of them just didn't pay attention for a while. At first, they were lucky to have chosen a good seat, but they didn't expect to escape this disaster.

Yan Qinghan didn't realize it for a while, she was stunned and then stood up, and later realized that it was her. Seeing that it was the last seat, Mo Yunying walked over so that she could speak.

As he approached, he saw Yan Qinghan's unsurprisingly bright eyes. Handsome young masters are very common, but such beautiful ones are really rare, "This young master is really outstanding, do you know his name?"

"Yan Qinghan."

"It's true that people live up to their name." Mo Yunying was also straightforward, saying whatever came to mind, and it was not the first time that Yan Qinghan had heard this comment, remembering that Luo Qiancheng had said this to him.

"Okay, I won't waste any more time, so I'll draw an order." He picked another one at random, turned it upside down, and instantly frowned. "It seems that the girls here will be blessed. The request of this order is to invite Mr. Yi to drink a cup and choose a beautiful woman to present a poem."

After hearing this, Yan Qinghan subconsciously glanced at Luo Qiancheng, seeing him drinking alone and not looking at him, a deep sense of helplessness rushed into his heart.

Ps: The verses in the article are from Wang Mian's "White Plum".