Tian Gao's face was a little restrained, but it was more embarrassing.
Make a poem? The poetry made by these families sitting next to them is called Xian Chou, after all, everyone's standards are half a catty.
But in front of you Wu Zheng, don't talk about yourself, and don't ask them which dare to write poetry in front of you? Which one of you in this room was not your defeated opponent in the past, writing poems in front of you is not called humiliation, it is shameful.
"That's just a joke, Wu Hou, don't take it seriously!"
Tian Gao looked guilty. Don't call yourself a real song for this guy! When the time comes, the face of writing poems in front of him will be really embarrassing.
Wu Zheng smiled and didn't force it. Someone brought wine and had a drink with everyone.
Seeing that they were all uncomfortable on pins and needles, they simply found an excuse to say goodbye.
"By the way, Wu has something to do today, so I won't bother you Yaxing and leave!"
Everyone stood up to see them off, Tian Gao said embarrassedly: "Wu Hou is really going to leave! This wine is only for a drink, isn't it obvious that we are a little poor in hospitality
Tian Gao's polite sentence immediately attracted a lot of people's confession. This great god couldn't let himself go. What a great opportunity! What do you mean by keeping him at this time
You know you are being polite with him, don't you know that you think you can't get along with everyone
"Would you like to sit down for a while?" Wu Zheng smiled.
"Uh! This... Is Wu Hou Ruo really busy, or is it important to get things done? It's regrettable that we will put a banquet in front of Wu Hou and make apocalypse
Wu Zheng smiled slightly, bid farewell to everyone and took his three wives down to Baohualou.
There was a weaving of people on the street, Wu Zheng looked back at Baohua Tower and smiled: "Why is the name of this building so familiar!"
Yin E smiled and said, "Couldn't you forget that there is also a Baohua Building in the Imperial City of God! This building is not another building. Most of it is tired of the reputation of the Baohua Building in the Imperial City, and the people just follow suit.
Wu Zheng laughed, but he seemed a little unhappy to see Seinfeld.
"What's wrong with Feier?"
"People are still waiting to memorize your poems! As a result, you came out even after sitting on the same hot ass."
Wu Zheng smiled and said, "It's not cold from the heights! You also saw your ancestor there. Who would dare to write a poem? If I write a poem, how would you tell others to play this Shang Yuanye?"
"Don't play if you don't play? What's up to me?"
"Don't be so selfish! How can you say that those guys are unlucky, in the final analysis, it is not for their ideals, or their ideals are for the people of the world, or their so-called dynastic guidelines, just by their courage It's worth giving them a face."
"But Feier feels that none of them are good things."
"Oh! It's all in the past. Who hasn't been frivolous when he was young? Be a big belly and look forward!"
Yin E said, "Miangong, but I think someone might not think so."
"You mean Cao Zixin?"
"I don't know what that kid's name is, the one sitting alone in the corner."
Wu Zheng smiled and said: "It's him, and people like him will be like this for a lifetime. A hopeless person, what should we care about with him? Let him go! It's good for him to be happy."
Jiang Yuer smiled and said: "It is said that the prime minister can hold a boat in his belly. Today, I think my mate's belly is not smaller than the prime minister!"
"Haha, are we now a group of small people squatting for the ball?"
Seinfeld changed Wu Zheng's arm from the right and pointed to the front with a smile: "Msang-gong, let's go see the oiran too! See how lively it is!"
Seinfeld said that going to see the oiran was just an idea to transfer to Wu Zheng, so I really want to see where I can squeeze in!
Seeing Seifeier standing outside the crowd and trying to look inward, Yin E and Jiang Yu'er both found it funny, but a voice came from the crowd at this moment.
"Isn't this the Yuer girl from Hongyanlou?"
Jiang Yu'er, who was still amused by the appearance of Song Feier on tiptoe just now, suddenly seemed to be electrocuted, and his face turned white.
A middle-aged man in a brocade robe squeezed out of the crowd and saw Jiang Yuer as if he had seen his relatives. He smiled and said, "It's really a girl Yuer!"
Jiang Yuer wanted to think of this person's name, but couldn't.
The man saw Jiang Yuer's doubts, but took the initiative to introduce himself: "Our agency is extended! The year before, on the Chunjiang River, Shemou and three or five friends traveled to Chunjiang, and she was still Yu'er girl. #... ... (End of this chapter) )