Hunting for the Southern Song Dynasty

There are many plums in the plum garden, with white plums on one side and red plums on the other.

The moonlight is bright and clear, the red lights are hanging high, the plums are sparse and the river is clear and shallow.

Good night, good time, the most beautiful thing is a beautiful woman smiling and smiling.

Sitting among the beauties, the officials at the north gate were beaming with joy and chatting wildly about wine.

I stepped forward to salute, "I have seen the high officials."

After finishing talking with Gong Suran, the official from the North Gate turned to me, "Gong painter is tired of watching dances and dances, and wants to watch sword dances. It's boring to dance alone, but it's good to dance with two people. Wait a minute, Bian Jun, you two Give everyone a dance to cheer up the fun."

"As ordered."

"Sit first." The North Gate official pointed to an empty seat on a table.

I glanced at Gong Suran, but Gong Suran didn't look at me, she was talking and laughing while returning some lady's wine.

Bian Jun came with his sword on his back and stood still.

"Bian Jun, compare yourself with Zhou Farun and dance. The winner will be rewarded, and the loser will be punished. The reward is nothing new, it is still accompanied by beauty, but this beauty is new."

I thought to myself, it's not like giving the winner the beauty of Hangzhou, it's worth fighting for.I am becoming more ambitious.

Just listen to the North Gate official continue to say, "As for the punishment of the loser, we have already arranged it. I won't talk about it. The more mysterious the more interesting. Of course, don't be afraid even if you fail, the insurance will not want you Life."

"Brother Bian, come on." I drew my sword and waited.

Have fun.

Bian Junfei stabbed at him, the sword and sword were like lightning, I calmed down, the sword seemed to be moving, and I resolved its cruel moves one by one.

There was no sound for a while, and the ladies were dumbfounded.

The wind of Bian Jun's sword swept past, and white plums fell one after another. Where my sword pointed, the twigs of red plums trembled slightly.

Bian Jun's empty sleeve was dancing around, even swaying in the wind.

I don't know how many rounds of the battle, but it is hard to tell the winner.

For a while, I actually felt sorry for him.

Suddenly, something was thrown over me, and then I slipped and fell, Bian Jun's sword stabbed straight at me...

Gong Suran shouted: "Xian! Be careful!"

At the very moment, Bian Jun withdrew his sword suddenly, only a tiny bit away from my neck.

Only then did I see that my foot had stepped on the steamed pumpkin.

"It's fun, it's fun!" The officials at the North Gate clapped their hands and laughed, and some ladies also shrieked.

The face of the North Gate official froze suddenly, and he asked, "Gong Painter, what did you call just now?"

Gong Suran smiled brightly, "I was worried for this strong man, so I called out to tell him to be careful."

The official at the North Gate also smiled and said, "Oh, that's really kind. Come on, two strong men, I'll give you three cups each."

The officials at the North Gate gave me and Bian Jun three glasses of wine each, and asked us to sit down and eat and drink by ourselves.

The same goes for drinking, if it becomes a foil, it will be meaningless.Our table may be a few ladies of the North Gate officials, some of them have been seen or not, and there is nothing to say.However, all the ladies are good-looking, and I admired them while drinking.

In the Plum Garden, you can enjoy the flowers under the moon, the front shadows of the flowers, the white jade pots, and the drunken people...

Bian Jun is also at ease, without looking sideways, just drinking his own wine.

"Bian Jun, come here." The official from the north gate waved to him.

Bian Jun stood up, took the cup and walked away.

"Quick respect to Wu Niang, if it wasn't for the pumpkin skin Wu Niang threw just now, you wouldn't be able to win."

"Bian won without martial arts, I won't respect this wine!"

The face of the official at the North Gate changed, but he smiled again: "Haha, this is the hero! Well, I won't force others, go drink my own bar."

Bian Jun sat down, I gave him a look of admiration, but he didn't respond at all.

"Zhou Farun."

"Yes!" I stood up and walked over with the cup.

"Do you admit defeat?"

"Admit defeat! The battlefield is changing rapidly. I didn't cope well. Of course it was my fault. I can't blame the steamed pumpkins or the people who threw the pumpkins. If it wasn't for Brother Bian's mercy, my life would be gone."

"Okay! Well said! You were in danger just now, and the palace painter was very worried about you. You must give her a toast."

"That's natural."

I picked up the cup and approached the senior officials at the north gate and said: "However, this first cup should be respected to the senior officials."

"What do you respect me for?"

"I respect you for being talented and welcome the righteous men from all over the world; I respect you for cherishing your beauty and respect for all kinds of girls; I respect you for supporting the young and contribute to the opening of business; I respect you for loving the country and protecting the homeland together."

"Okay, okay! Well said. It's just that Sajia is not doing well, and they still have to work hard! They still have to work hard!" The North Gate official smiled and drank it down.

I brought the cup to Liu Niang's side, "This second cup, I want to respect my master, Liu Niang."

"Just a few words, don't be so dry." The official from the North Gate suggested.

"Then I will dare to sing a few words indiscriminately."

"That's great." The North Gate official clapped his hands again, and everyone followed suit.

From the west came a beautiful girl

She is docile like a sheep

Fight the north and come back a wolf

His heart is like an angel

sheep in love with wolf

wolf in love with sheep

The world is not absurd at all

walk the sun during the day

run the moon at night

This time is actually not long at all

end of wine glass

heaven and earth face each other

but take his hometown as his hometown

shake a glass of wine

Three thousand feet of white hair

let's sing today

"Okay, good singing!" The North Gate officials took the lead in applauding, "It's just that the poem is not poetry, the words are not words, and the singing is out of tune, but I understand what you mean, okay, it's still very good."

Sixteen Niang and I had a drink together.

I took the cup and walked to Wu Niang, "I want to present the third cup to Wu Niang who wears red flowers."

Wu Niang said: "I don't drink it, so you don't have to respect me, you should respect your sheep from the west!"

The North Gate official said humanely: "Look at you, you are stingy, you throw pumpkins and people don't care about you, what are you showing?"

Wu Niang said: "Anyway, I won't drink the wine he toasted."

I thought to myself, this Wu Niang must have picked my eyes, and respected Sixteen Niang first but not her first.

The North Gate official said humanely: "Or else, let Zhou Farun tell a joke. If it makes you laugh, you have to drink it. If it doesn't make you laugh, you don't drink it."

Wu Niang looked at me coldly and said, "Okay then. Tell me. I'll see how you make me laugh."

Wu Niang's angry look is actually quite beautiful.

Looking at her at this time, I didn't think about how to make her laugh, but how to get her into bed.This kind of impulse that comes at any time is common to many men.

"Speak quickly! Speak quickly!" Several ladies urged repeatedly.

"I really don't know how to tell jokes, so let me tell the truth. One day, a very ugly lady crossed the river with me, because I had never seen someone so ugly like her before, so I took a second look at her." , this ugly girl lost her temper with me, 'Bold and bald, how dare you peek at a good woman in broad daylight!'”

Wu Niang quickly turned around and didn't look at me.I moved two steps and continued: "I heard her shout, and I was so scared that I closed my eyes immediately. When the ugly girl saw it, she became even angrier, 'It's not worth it if you peek at me, how dare you close your eyes in my heart miss me!'"

Wu Niang glanced at me, turned her face away again, and covered her mouth with her hands.

"I really couldn't reason with her at the time, so I turned my face away. The ugly girl was so unreasonable, she put her hands on her hips, and reprimanded loudly, 'You feel ashamed to see me, which means you have a ghost in your heart. !'"

With a "wow", everyone laughed.I was secretly complacent when Wu Niang stood up and glared at me.I thought it was terrible, and this remark might make her worry again, I scratched my bald head anxiously, Wu Niang actually burst out laughing, "How dare you call me ugly, and call me a ghost!"

I hurriedly said: "Wu Niang is as beautiful as a fairy, who dares to say an ugly word?"

"So you have ghosts in your heart?"

I smiled at Wu Niang and said in my heart that there was a ghost in my heart.

Wu Niang drank with me and stomped on me hard.

I took the cup to Xin Yaoqin's place, "Mei Niang has become famous, and it's really lucky for Zhou to be able to drink together in Meiyuan today."

Xin Yaoqin stood up and smiled at me, took a drink slowly, looked at her red lips and remembered the scene of taking red fruit from her mouth that day.I don't know how long she will stay at Beimen's house, may I have a chance to ask her###no?It seems that I have a long way to go when I come to Beimen's house.

The official at the north gate pointed to the servant beside him and said, "It's true, take your pen and ink."

"Yes." Yizhen agreed and left.

The North Gate official said humanely: "Everyone knows that Meiniang is leaving tomorrow, so I invited the palace painter to draw a picture. I saw a poem on the wall of my house two days ago. The writing is good and the poem is also literary , when I inquired, they all said that it was written by Zhou Farun. Today, I will give Xiao Zhou a chance to perform, and let him write the inscription for this painting later.”

"Don't dare! I can't write my hand."

"Don't play this trick, just write if you are told to write, don't be such a mother-in-law, you have to learn from Bian Jun. Think about it quickly! You will be rewarded if you write it. You wine, you go around, you can't do it. Is it time to respect the palace painter?"

I brought the cup to Gong Suran's side: "Thank you Gong Painter for your fraternity!"

Gong Suran and I had a drink, and when we were about to turn around and leave, the North Gate official said humanely: "This won't work, you have to tell a joke. If you make Gong Painter laugh, I'll let you kiss her. If you don't Laugh, forget it. I have never seen how a nun kisses. I am looking forward to your jokes!"

I thought for a while and said: "I know an old scholar who often brags that he knows the world and understands ghosts and gods. Anyone who wants to get sick can be cured as long as he writes a poem and communicates with the Bodhisattva. His son is a burden. Lang, he was away all year round, and this old bastard was crawling ashes at home. One day, his daughter-in-law pounded the rice too hard, and hit her place, and it hurt so much that she went to the old scholar to write poems. But how to write that place? He searched his brains and couldn’t find a suitable word. When he heard someone talking next door, he had an idea, and he wrote it quickly, "My daughter-in-law pounded rice hard and hit the next door. I implore the Buddha to bless you, everyone. benefit!'"

The officials at the North Gate laughed out loud, but the ladies wanted to laugh but didn't dare.

Gong Suran just tilted her head and looked at me without a smile.

The North Gate official said humanely: "Look, you tell a good joke, and these ladies are too embarrassed to laugh. Forget it, Gong Painter, you can't kiss."

At this time, Yizhen, the maid of the North Gate official, brought a pen and ink and waited aside.

The official at the north gate ordered another maid, "Like a painting, unfold the paintings of the palace painters so that everyone can see them."