"Eight horses, five leaders..."

In the most elegant flower hall, the sound of pawns and peddlers shouting sounded.

Ji Yong stretched out his arms with a normal expression, pointing to the wine cup in front of Song Mo.

Song Mo said nothing and raised his glass with a smile.

The sound of "seven-star illumination" sounded again in the flower hall.

Then the one who drank was Ji Yong.

Ma Youming looked at the wine cup that was still in front of him, then looked at the wine jar piled in a corner of the flower hall, and asked Dou Zhengchang whisperedly: "What's the situation? I haven't gotten drunk yet."

Dou Zhengchang looked embarrassed and hurriedly raised his glass: "I'll have a drink with Lord Ma."

But Ma Youming shook his head, covered his hand with the wine cup, and said, "Don't break the rules, that's boring."

Dou Zhengchang's face turned red as if he was ashamed and said awkwardly: "I can't beat the box. Otherwise, let's drink, right?"

A smile flashed in Ma Youming's eyes, then he scratched his head and said, "But I can't practice drinking, I can only make fists!"

"What should I do?" Dou Zhengchang said in embarrassment.

I am really foolish in reading!

Ma Youming shook his head secretly.

what to do?

Of course, I found a way to separate the two people.

Otherwise, if you get drunk on a happy day, wouldn’t it cause trouble for the Zhao family?

He complained in his heart.

He slapped Song Mo on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Criminal Master, let me punch Lord Ji? I feel itchy when I see you drinking generously."

Song Mo, who had always been generous, pushed him away with a smile and said, "I am here. Today, Lord Ji is the most important thing. You should be tolerant."

Are you not a guest?

Ji Yong mumbled in his heart and smiled, "One drinks, two drinks, I have never been afraid of many people. It's better for us to come and punch three fists. Why should the prince keep Lord Ma from thousands of miles away?"

The implication is that Song Mo is not afraid of asking for a helper, but he is afraid that Song Mo will not agree for the sake of face.

Don't seek fame and learn to be overlords.

Song Mo was not fooled and said with a smile: "It can be seen that Lord Ji is not good at firing. The three of them naturally have to calculate their own fists. Ji Da's suspicion is too severe."

It implies that Ji Yong has no courage.

Ji Yong raised an eyebrow at Ma Youming disdainfully.

Ma Youming did mean to join forces with Song Mo, but he was straightforward and respected, and would not show off his verbal disputes. Of course, he would not take Ji Yong's sarcasm to heart. He smiled and raised the wine cup and said, "I'll do this first to respect me", which was considered to have officially joined them.

There was another sound of fist-making in the flower hall.

But this time, the one who drank alcohol became Ma Youming.

Song Mo and Ji Yong both stared at Ma Youming.

Ma Youming had to say embarrassedly: "Why don't we make a drink order?"

Ji Yong curled his lips and said, "I'm afraid the prince won't agree!"

Song Mo smiled slightly, reserved and warm: "It's a guest. As long as Lord Ji thinks it's good, I have nothing to agree to. However, the wine cup is not enough. I think I'll take the bowl."

Ji Yong sneered and looked up and saw a pair of tooth cards on the coffee table next to him. His eyes turned slightly, and he shouted to the maid to come in, and told her to bring in a few bowls. Then he got up and grabbed a few cards and placed them in the black painted golden crabapple tea plate, saying, "Then we think these tooth cards are orders, each making one or seven words. What do the prince think?"

Dou Dechang, who had been sitting next to him without saying a word, started fighting.

The drinking style is the strength of literati.

Moreover, people in the world have studied "Four Books". Few people work hard on poetry, and even the seventh uncle can't bear to take the exam for Song Mo. It can be seen that Song Mo's poems are mediocre. No matter what, Song Mo is also his brother-in-law. Everyone knows Ji Yong's monster. Who knows what he has made of? He can't watch Song Mo suffer a secret loss!

"The more people you want to drink, the better." He pretended not to see the situation clearly and smiled, "I'll join one too?"

Song Mo saw that Dou Dechang wanted to stand out for him, so he was even more reluctant to be implicated.

He took the tea tray and covered the tooth signs one by one, and smiled and said, "Then I will be the expedition officer?"

Dou Dechang had no choice but to push the tea tray in front of Dou Zhengchang and said, "My brother should be the commander! My cousin, Si... The fourth aunt will drink together!"

Song Mo claimed that he was his "uncle" and he was used to calling Song Mo the "four brother-in-law". But looking at Ji Yong's cold face, he temporarily changed his mind to respect Song Mo and called him "Fourth Sister-in-law".

Ji Yong's face was indeed a bit bad, but he didn't bother him, and signaled Dou Zhengchang to touch the card.

When Dou Zhengchang saw that it was Zhang Yizhichun.

This made me a little trouble, but fortunately it was not uncommon, and I don’t know if this Lord Ma could take it.

He looked at Ma Youming, who couldn't drink wine with concern, said, "The snowy gulf is green and green", and drank a bowl of wine.

Medium size, just like his.

Seeing this, Ma Youming felt a little embarrassed and smiled and said to Dou Zhengchang, "The jade steps in the grass cottage are fragrant and fragrant", and drank wine.

It was beyond Dou Zhengchang's expectations.

Ji Yong continued to chant "The green pond and the apricot rain paved with plain brocade", and then looked at Song Mo.

Song Mo drank slowly and said with a smile: "The leaves and flowers are flying in the end of willows."

The whole sentence does not contain the winter, but uses spring objects to sing the winter scenery.

Ji Yong's eyes were slightly stern.

Dou Zhengchang and Dou Dechang breathed a sigh of relief.

Dou Dechang drank the wine in front of him and smiled and said, "The sun is warm and the tung flowers are full of wind."

It was the dealer who lost.

Dou Zhengchang accompanied him to drink a bowl of wine, and then touched Zhang Yisuo.

Ma Youming's mouth was almost invisible.

The prince is best at this kind of literary style, but he is not very good at making wine.

Lord Ji chose the prince’s best at playing with the prince, and there is still ghosts if he is not inferior.

The sound of chanting poems sounded in the room.

Soon, Dou Zhengchang was in the seventh and eighth sea bowl, and his face turned red as if he could drip blood.

Ma Youming couldn't bear it, so he took over the tea tray and started the dealer.

The one who drinks is Ma Youming.

Ma Youming couldn't help but roared secretly.

Why are these relatives of the Dou family so strong? It is true that whoever is the dealer will be unlucky?

Fortunately, he has a good alcohol tolerance and will not be difficult for a while.

Ji Yong began to quote the classics and added a rule for every time he flipped the card, and finally placed the scope of poetry in the Four Books and Five Classics.

Song Mo was still drinking gracefully as if he was as jade as a face. He was drinking, but he felt sorry for Dou Dechang. After a while, Dou Zhengchang was even more confused and misunderstood the article, so Ma Youming simply accepted the punishment.

Half an hour later, only Song Mo and Ji Yong were left in the flower hall, who were sober.

Ma Youming had a little clarity in his heart. He grabbed a maid who came in to change their mouths and whispered, "Go and talk to your wife quickly." He locked the maid's frightening sound in his throat and ran out in panic.

After a while, Mr. Zhibin came over and said to them with a smile: "The person who sent the wedding there is about to arrive. Let's go to the tea room to have a few cups of tea first. We can also discuss how to drink with the groom later."

Ji Yong stared at Song Mo, as still as a mountain.

"Mr. Ji, today the groom is the master. We might as well go to Zhao Zishu, Qianfo Temple, to have a good drink another day." Song Mo stood up, nodded at him with a point of view, and turned around and left the flower hall.

Ji Yong's face turned pale.

Ma Youming watched Song Mo leave in a vague way, stood up and followed, saying, "Criminal, where are you going?"

Song Mo supported Ma Youming and ordered Chen He: "Mr. Ma is drinking a little too much. Go and tell me if you are in charge. Arrange a place for Lord Ma to take a break."

Chen He respectfully replied that he helped Ma Youming in the past.

But Ma Youming suddenly became anxious. He waved his arm and almost hit Chen He in the face.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" He wanted to grab Song Mo's arm, but he couldn't see clearly the person in front of him. He missed it several times, "Criminal Master. I actually came to find you... but I never had a chance, you don't know. I'm living these days really is not a person's life...Criminal Master, I know you are a smart person. When you go in and out of the palace, you are like your own home. I just want to ask you for something...I'm not smart, but I will follow the smart person...I'll go up the mountain of swords and seas of fire, and I will follow you..."

He patted his chest and made a "bang" sound.

However, when Song Mo said the words "You go in and out of the palace like you are your own home", he saw Ji Yong and Mr. Zhibin walk out. He didn't bother to think about Ma Youming's words and whispered to Chen He, "I haven't placed Lord Ma in a suitable place yet", and left with his hands.

Chen He pulled Ma Youming away with all his might.

Ji Yong's eyes were slightly cold.

Mr. Zhibin envied without knowing how to be the prince of the British, even if he did not live for the rest of his life. Look at that Lord Ma, from a third-rank military officer, he still has to show his loyalty in front of the prince... The prince is said to be only seventeen years old this year. If you look at those of his age, you still don’t know where to read the same way as him. Want to gain fame? But even if they can pass the imperial examination in a young age, if you want to think of the prince like this, you may not be able to get what you want if you work hard for the rest of your life!" At the end of his speech, his tone was a bit sighing.

Ji Yong didn't say anything, but his eyes became colder when he looked at Song Mo's direction away.

"The Great Wenhua Exercise" was praised by the emperor, and Yu Li did not have any arrogance. He praised several people who wrote books with him in front of the emperor, especially Ji Yong, the youngest, who has the reputation of Tanhua and his agile eyes, which made Yu Li feel that he has a bright future and wants to make such a good relationship with him, which is still a commendation for him.
To be continued...