Planning to marry the third master

Soon the crowd began to disperse. The game had already started for a long time, and they only came to play with one tail.

Everyone who published a poem had a hairpin, and Feng Zhuohua also had one. Everyone wore a hairpin, including the men, and the extra ones were given away. Shan Bingchan and Cen Xiaoting both had hairpins, and everyone wore a hairpin. This scene is so joyful.

Then there was the drumming and flower-passing, and the flying flower order.

The venue was very large, and the tables were arranged in a square circle, with men on both sides, women on both sides, and a drum in the middle. The same old man who controlled the field just now stood in front of the drum. There were all kinds of snacks on the table. It was naturally Feng Zhuohua's first time to participate in such a banquet, and she found it very interesting. It was a rare occasion and it was good to have such a rare occasion.

The old man in the middle felt like talking to the young people and was kind. He said to everyone: "Kids, you can feel free in Zhang Mansion. You can come and play with this flying flower as often as you want. The questions are not difficult. Just now it was a painting. This time. How about taking water as the question and drinking if you can’t answer it?”

"Okay!" They were all men's voices, with Shan Bingchan's voice in the middle, which was a bit abrupt.

Cen Xiaoting pulled the person and said, "Don't get excited, don't embarrass our Jinling girl."

Shan Bingchan said nonchalantly: "I didn't mean it."

Feng Zhuohua was sitting at the end, and a man happened to change seats around the corner, and then Gu Xingzhou was next to Feng Zhuohua.

Gu Xingzhou got angry when he thought of the phrase "Shit", and said in a deep voice, "Feng Zhuoming?"

Feng Zhuohua whispered, approached and said, "Brother Gu, I'm sorry, I did it for a reason."

"Go, come on, you are not a brother now!"

Feng Zhuohua said sarcastically: "You can be brother and sister if you're not a brother. I think Brother Gu is a generous person."

"You are so sharp-tongued. Wouldn't it be generous if I didn't treat you as my sister?"

Feng Zhuohua: "That's not what I meant. Brother Gu, just say something and I will apologize."

This kind of temperament is probably not found in ordinary girls' families. Gu Xingzhou looked at Feng Zhuohua and saw that she was really good-looking. No wonder Xie Yunxiao said at the time that he had sent her to her. Co-author had already known that she was a woman and had struck first. He said angrily: " My fan was taken away, please give me another one."

Feng Zhuohua curled her lips and said, "That's easy to say. When Brother Gu comes to Jinling, I'll ask someone to make a better and more refined one."

"That's what you said."

"nature."

The two of them were whispering here, and at the corner, people could see clearly that Shan Bingchan was closest to Feng Zhuohua and said, "Who is it?"

Feng Zhuohua said: "Brother Gu, he is a brother of mine. I have known him since we were in Jinling."

Shan Bingchan nodded to the person and whispered: "Hello, Brother Gu."

Then he said to Cen Xiaoting, who was also curious: "Brother Gu, he is a brother that Jinling has known for a long time."

Cen Xiaoting nodded, and then sent a message to Meng Qingwan, who was also curious. Over and over again, she regarded Gu Xingzhou as a brother.

Meng Qingwan naturally stopped when the words reached her. She was not familiar with Gu Pinting either.

The drums sounded, beating cheerfully and rhythmically, and began to spread from the men's end. The man at the end was Gu Xingzhou, and the woman at the first was Feng Zhuohua.

Everyone stared at the flower. When the drums stopped, the man who was still holding the flower said: "The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear spring flows up the stone."

"Okay, okay, okay!" There was applause and a hairpin as a reward.

The drum sounded again, this time in Gu Xingzhou's hand not long after. Feng Zhuohua was nervous, and everyone around her was nervous and eager to try, fearing that it would be her turn. Gu Xingzhou just couldn't hold it, anxious to damage the group behind her. Everyone thought he was about to write a poem, but as soon as the drums stopped playing, the hairpin was on Feng Zhuohua's table.

Feng Zhuohua gritted his teeth, seeing Gu Xingzhou angrily, and had to stand up, Fu Shen said: "A setting sun spreads across the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red."

"it is good!"

Fengzhuohua blessed her body, and when she sat down again, there was an extra hairpin on the table.

The drums started to beat and Feng Zhuohua started to spread the word. Some of the people behind him were calm, while others wished they could pass it off early. For example, Shan Bingchan and Cen Xiaoting were extremely scared, fearing that they would make a fool of themselves.

Feng Zhuohua rolled his eyes at Gu Xingzhou and said angrily: "Brother Gu, what do you mean?"

Gu Xingzhou said: "I forgot to tell you that I am not a generous person."

Feng Zhuohua: "..." A grown man actually holds a grudge!

After the second round, Gu Xingzhou repeated his old tricks. The girl behind him was so anxious that when the drums stopped, Feng Zhuohua stood up again and said: "When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue."

"it is good!"

This was intentional, and everyone could see it, but no matter what Prince Gu's intentions were, the old man playing the drum had a way of getting everyone to play.

That was "dong, dong, dong" three times very quickly. Cen Xiaoting was also hit once, stood up, and said again: "The Qingjiang River embraces the village, and the Changxia River village is quiet."

"it is good!"

Cen Xiaoting had never experienced such a scene. After sitting down, her face turned red and she also got a hairpin.

Next, the old man played the drum very fast, either twice or three times, taking care of almost everyone, but there was a woman who didn't answer and drank a bowl of wine.

The scene was climaxed and excited several times, and the drinkers were more applauded than the answers, which were the cheers of men.

The old man thought that he wanted to ask Gu Xingzhou to do it once, but he stopped with a "dong" sound, just in his hand. He stood up and said, "I'll drink!"

Then a bowl of wine was consumed, and everyone applauded.

Then he continued, Feng Zhuohua was blooming, and he didn't pay attention to the maid beside him who was pouring wine for Gu Xingzhou. Suddenly he felt his legs wet. When he realized it, the maid next to him quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Feng Zhuohua took a closer look at the maid. The lid of the wine jug was open, so no wonder so much was spilled out.

Gu Xingzhou frowned and said, "Go down, you're so careless."

The maid was shouted back and walked away immediately.

Feng Zhuohua pushed Shan Bingchan beside him and said, "What do you think we should do?"

Shan Bingchan saw that Feng Zhuohua's dress was very wet. She looked around and said, "Is someone interested in you?"

Feng Zhuohua said: "I feel that the maid did it on purpose."

Cen Xiaoting came over and said, "What should we do?"

Cen Xiaoting sent a message to Meng Qingwan. The four of them really didn't expect to encounter such a thing. Meng Qingwan said: "The hem of the dress is fine. Don't move around. Let's go out together in a while and block it. No one will pay attention to the dress."

Cen Xiaoting nodded and passed on the messages one by one.

Next, the four of them lost interest in playing and were all paying attention to who was causing trouble.

Next, Gu Xingzhou felt much more at ease and did not target Feng Zhuohua.