Chapter 15 Sitting and sleeping, the family was originally Tanhualang? On

Everyone's surprise is exasurable. Although there is a daughter disguised as a man visiting the brothel in this era, some of the princes present are naturally used to Wang Su's straightness. However, in their understanding, Wang Su has always been charming and shouting at the servants. How could he let a host sit with him, not to mention that this is a place for the gathering of noble children.

"Miss, I'd better stand!" Song Yi said knowingly.

Wang Su put the strange look of everyone in his eyes, but after listening to Song Yi's words, he still scolded with his eyebrows and eyes, "Nonsense! If I ask you to sit down, just sit down."

A group of young men and the red-card girls of Xiaofanlou were amazed. Wang Su insisted that a family member sit down and sit down with them. It was inevitable that some people's faces showed displeasure. Among them, Dou Wei Dou, a nephew of Zhizhou, looked particularly gloomy.

Song Yicai followed Wang Su's will to sit down. Dou Congyi snorted coldly and said sarcastically, "'Prince Wang' is so majestic. It actually makes you sit on an equal footing with me. Is this a little too defiant?"

When Wang Su heard Dou Congyi's sour words, he said with a smile instead of anger, "Do you have a problem with me if I want the family in my house to sit next to me? Do you want to teach me how to be a gift? Otherwise, Mr. Dou can go to another seat if he wants Qing Gao!"

Dou Congyi suddenly got up unhappily when he heard Wang Su's cold sarcasm, "You... That's too much!"

"Brother Dou, don't be excited. Sit down for a while. Mr. Wang's behavior is really a little 'strange', but you and I know that Mr. Wang is unruly, so we don't have to be too serious. Let's discuss whether we can come up with good poems to deal with the good poem of Miss Ning Shishi!" The young man with a handsome face in the court quickly stopped the impending war and persuaded him to make peace.

"Yes, yes! Brother Jiang's words make sense. Don't argue about such things first, or think about whether you can take out a good poem to invite the teacher girl to sit together. That's the right thing!" Another man in a light cyan gown seconded.

Several other people also gradually persuaded them to make peace, and several girls who were snuggling up beside the prince even showed their skills to persuade them to drink repeatedly, and soon eliminated this unhappy scene.

"Fold the willow. Say goodbye to the weeping flowers and break up the spring breeze and willow smoke. I hope that there will be no trees in the West Mountain, so that people will not be taught to cry. Alas! I don't know where the teacher's inspiration came from to make such a good word. Jiang Cheng, a green-shirted boy, sighed with admiration on his face.

Huh? Song Yi was slightly suspicious when he heard this poem. This word seemed to have been written by a woman from the Tang Dynasty in his previous life. How could he hear it here?

It's strange that Song Yi didn't show it after all.

As soon as Jiangcheng read this poem, everyone suddenly looked admiring and admiring. Even Dou Congyi, who had just had a gloomy and angry face in front of him, became flying. As soon as they talked about the words of Xiaofan Louhua Kuining Shishi, everyone suddenly became excited. While drinking and discussing, some people were reciting words in an ordinary way but could not be written, and some delicate girls present were always talking about the name of the teacher girl because they were dissatisfied with the prince around them, pretending to be jealous and acting coquettishly. It's a little fun.

On the contrary, Wang Su's expression was disapproving. She just wanted to see what the talented woman in the little ordinary building looked like. By the way, she brought Song Yi to show her prestige, and she might not have such a strong interest in this poem. Although she is a daughter, she is better than a man in personality, and she prefers the thing of dancing with knives and sticks. Fortunately, she is the youngest daughter of the Wang family. Because of her two daughters make the Wang family rich and glorious, Wang Kuanglu can indulge this little daughter's wanton reputation in Bianzhou City.

"Hey! Aren't you Tanhualang? Hurry up and take out a poem, so that you can kill the limelight of Ning Shishi, and also make me beautiful. Seeing that everyone was immersed in the atmosphere of discussion and poetry, Wang Su quietly bumped his elbow against Song Yi beside him and whispered.

Although it is the same seat, it is divided into different directions under a large long table, so everyone's position is about half a meter away, and because Wang Su is a delicate woman, a group of men have already agreed to reserve a separate position for her, so Wang Su and Song Yi are the closest people. With a distance of about one meter, Wang Su's little move was naturally not noticed.

Song Yixin thought that this girl was really arrogant and wanted to compete with others everywhere. Every time she saw her, she would definitely cause some disturbances. Now she wants to break the name of this Xiaofan Building. Isn't she really a girl who competes to the extreme?

"But I'm so sleepy now, miss. I can't think of anything." Song Yi answered softly with a downed face.

Wang Su stared at Song Yi with his eyebrows and said unhappily, "If you can write a good poem, I will reduce your debt of fifty taels. If you can't think of it, the silver agreed before will be gone."

Song Yi said helplessly with a bitter face, "Well, then I'll calm down and think about it."

"That's almost the same!" Wang Su replied with some pride, and then picked up the wine glass and stood up as if he were a big man to drink with several other princes who played a little better.

Song Yi saw that she really had a woman's demeanor when she drank! Looking at Wang Su and a group of men laughing and drinking, Song Yi closed his eyes and went to look for the poems about folding willows that he had never seen in this era. When he closed his eyes, who knew that he fell asleep because he was too tired.

In a trance, I only heard the sound of a playful and scolding of a wine glass crisscrossed, the man's heroic singing of poetry, and the charming flirting of a brothel woman.

I don't know that after a long time, my body was suddenly hit, and then the muscles in my waist hurt fiercely.

"Hey! Wake up! How dare you fall asleep here?

Song Yi opened his eyes in confusion, but found that Wang Su was looking at himself angrily. The atmosphere in the banquet was inexplicably quiet. Looking up, he found that the table in front of everyone was covered with white paper, all looking at himself with strange eyes.

Song Yi smiled shyly, but he didn't expect that he fell asleep.

"Don't look at it. Make a poem for me now, otherwise you will look good!" Wang Su was so angry that even his cheeks bulged slightly and said with an angry look on his face.

It turned out that during the period when Song Yi was taking a nap, everyone drank and talked and laughed. Many people had straightened out the words in their hearts into chapters, so they called the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and prepared for everyone to write their own works together. Later, they would send them to Ning Shishi girl together and wait for an echo.

When Wang Su returned to his position, he found that Song Yi, the hateful boy he brought, actually sat and fell asleep. When he was angry, of course, he shouted a little louder, which attracted people who did not pay attention to this insignificant dwarf stare at Song Yi brought by Wang Su with a strange look.

As Wang Su said, he had handed over a wolf stained with ink in Song Yi's hand, staring at Song Yi with bad eyes.

Other brothers no longer paid attention to Song Yi, but lowered their heads and began to dance on the white paper in front of them. Together with the girls who accompanied a few princes, they also looked attentively at the princes beside him. Only Wang Su stared at himself with an ugly face.

Song Yi picked up his pen and condensed his mind. Under Wang Su's tiger eyes, he finally began to write. The pen walked the dragon and snake, and his beautiful thin gold body leaped on the paper.

No one noticed that Wang Su's eyes gradually became weird. Under this strange eyes, Song Yi turned out to be another song that did not stop writing, and then continued to wave the book. Unexpectedly, he changed his hand to write another song.

Hold the pen and exhale.

Then Song Yi stood up and turned his head to Wang Su and said, "I'm really sleepy. In order not to disturb the interest of Miss and your friends, I'll leave first!" After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for Wang Su to speak.

Wang Su did not stop him. The others who had just written a masterpiece of poetry during the banquet looked at Song Yi, who left, strangely, and then someone saw that the white paper in front of Wang Su had also written a poem.

Someone stretched out his neck and looked over. At first, he didn't understand it, but for a moment, his eyes gradually filled with incredible shock. At this time, Wang Su subconsciously turned his head, but he could no longer see the tired figure who had walked out of Xiaofan Building.