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Chapter 191 This Woman Is Really Wicked (3)
Lian Xiangyin said: "Since all of you are from famous families, you have read poetry and books since you were young, and it is no problem if you want to recite poems and compose Fu. Why don't we vassalize the elegance of the Southern Dynasty and how about a drinking order?"

As soon as she finished speaking, someone applauded, saying: "Okay, that's exactly what it should be, otherwise drinking is really boring."

But Lu Fusheng smiled wryly when he heard her words: "Madam, are you deliberately making things difficult for your husband? It's okay to let me wield knives and swords, but wouldn't reciting poems and composing Fu be a rush to the shelves!"

Lian Xiangyin smiled and said, "Don't be upset, my husband. You don't have the literary talent and the capacity for alcohol. It's really your turn to just drink."

Lu Fusheng could only nod his head and said: "Okay, then I will serve as a foil for you."

After he finished speaking, someone among the male guests asked Lian Xiangyin: "Since the drinking order is going to be enforced, my wife will explain the rules, and who is the ordering officer to choose?"

Lian Xiangyin said: "If you want to talk about this officer, I think it's better to trouble the prince to take the position. The prince has a noble status, and later on our wine bureau has nothing to do with everyone in the bureau. He will be fair and impartial. As for whether to Participating in it is up to the prince himself to decide."

Luo Jinxing didn't expect that she would point it at him, but he really didn't participate in a similar wine party, so he nodded and said: "Okay, I will be the commander, but I have limited literary talent, so I won't participate in the order."

Lian Xiangyin nodded and said: "Okay, since the son is willing to be the ordering officer, I will talk about the rules of the wine order again. There is nothing to play in Lu's mansion. We only found a few dice, and we will roll the order, with Fu Sheng as the leader. I will be the tail, and whoever the dice points to will write a poem, and those who don’t know how to write poems can also paint a painting, if everyone agrees, it will be considered a pass, I don’t know what everyone thinks?”

Everyone nodded and said: "Yes, throwing dice is the most fair, and the rules are relatively loose. You must have fun playing it."

At this time, someone among the female guests asked: "Sister-in-law of the Lu family, what is the title of this poem, calligraphy and painting?"

Before Lian Xiangyin could speak, some of the male guests booed and said, "Since it's the third lady of the Lian family's family selection banquet, how about using love as the theme? If anyone loses, write a love poem!"

The audience was full of young men and women, the women were shy when they heard this, but the male guests burst into laughter, they all agreed with this idea, and decided to do so.

Xianglai knew from the moment Lian Xiangyin suggested that it was aimed at herself again. In their perception, the least educated of these people was herself. Relying on the land to start a family, without the opportunity to receive education at all, such elegant things must not be possible, but these people don't know that they are far more complicated than they imagined, and digging such a pit to harm themselves is really meaningful. not big.

While she was thinking here, the servants of the Lu family had already brought the dice and pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and put a copy of the pens, inks, papers and inkstones in front of everyone, while the dice were brought to Luo Jinxing.

In order for everyone to see some, the servants added a table in front of Luo Jinxing. On the table was a six-sided flat silver plate, and the two bone dice the size of pigeon eggs were placed in the silver plate.

Luo Jinxing glanced at the dice in front of him and then slipped unconsciously towards Xianglai. How could he not see that Lian Xiangyin was deliberately making things difficult for Xianglai. He wanted to see how Xianglai could get out of this predicament, but Unexpectedly, she didn't say a word, and seemed to acquiesce, he was curious, wondering what Xianglai's consideration was.

Seeing that Xianglai did not object, she asked Lian Xiangyin, "Mrs. Lu Shao, can I start now?"

Lian Xiangyin said: "Of course, the son is the commander, and he can start whenever he wants."

It is not necessary for Luo Jinxing to throw dice himself, he waved his hand and said: "Okay, let's throw it."

A servant standing by the table stepped forward and picked up the two dice, which were neither high nor low, and threw them on the silver plate.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the dice, and those who sat far away couldn't see clearly, but those who were close to Luo Jinxing, such as Lu Fusheng, Luo Qian, and Lian Xiangyin, could see them. The two dice jumped twice and stopped. Come down, one with two points up and one with five points up.

There were 15 men and ten women present, except for Luo Jinxing who did not participate in the game, there were 24 people. Counting starting with Lu Fusheng, the 25 points just returned to him.

Lu Fusheng stayed for a while, then picked up the wine glass and drank it down, saying: "I accept the punishment, come again."

Seeing him drinking happily, everyone yelled hello a few times, Luo Jinxing asked someone to toss again, but this time the toss was exactly 24, Lian Xiangyin smiled helplessly, and said: "So it's a game for our husband and wife. For play."

As he spoke, he picked up his pen and thought for a while before composing a poem.

Before she got married, she was quite talented and famous, and after marriage she lived apart from Lu Fusheng, so she must have written a lot of love poems, and writing them now is even easier.

After writing a love poem, it was handed over to Luo Jinxing to read in public, but Lu Fusheng blushed when he read it. It seemed that Lian Xiangyin had written it for him before, and everyone applauded and laughed at the same time.

For the third time, the dice was thrown at 22, and it fell on the lady surnamed Ning on the left of Xianglai. This lady is also a woman who has not been out of the court. Although the painting was hastily drawn, it was full of interest. It was obvious that the painting was not bad, so everyone didn't want to make things too difficult, so they naturally let her pass safely.

Looking at her and Lian Xiangyin's performance, Xianglai thought to herself: These people are really finding the right way to embarrass themselves in this way. In terms of truth, the artist himself is no match for Miss Ning, and poetry is no match for Lian Xiangyin. I have the memory of my previous life, I am afraid that I can only run away when encountering such an occasion...

Just as she was thinking, the result of the fourth roll of the dice came out, two dice, one two, one three, and 23 o'clock was the position of Xiang Lai.

Xianglai was keenly aware that when the servant rolled 23, Lian Xiangyin breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that it meant "finally done", she couldn't help but secretly sneered, it seemed that the dice must be It was manipulated.

No matter what she thought, when she realized that it was her turn to count the points, everyone's eyes were on her, and Lian Xiangjin and Lian Xiangyuan were still there gloating: "How about it, is the third sister writing poetry or painting?!"

Although Xianglai saw that the dice was weird, she didn't try to pierce it for the time being.

Everyone was surprised when they saw that she really wanted to write a poem. For something like composing a poem on the spot, not to mention Xianglai, who was born in agriculture and business, even most people present could not guarantee that they would be able to write it. Not some talented writer.

But Xiang Lai, who probably can't even write a word, sat down with great ambitions and said that he wanted to write poetry, which really made people feel inexplicably happy.

(End of this chapter)