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Chapter 162 is too blatant!



Chapter 162 is too blatant!

In order to ensure the fairness of the game of passing the flower while beating the drum, Jiang Zhiyue asked Chang Hui to go forward and beat the drum with her eyes blindfolded.

The flower was freshly picked from the garden, a blooming and beautiful camellia.

Just before the opening, Jiang Hengdan thought about having to sit down with the elders for dinner, and reminded everyone not to drink too much.

Jiang Zhiyue agreed with a smile.

Today is her birthday, so she will write the first line with the word "moon", as long as the previous line of the poem contains the word "moon".

The first line that Jiang Zhiyue started with was Wang Wei's "Birds Singing in the Stream", which said, "The moon rises and startles the mountain birds, which sometimes sing in the spring stream."

Starting from her left is Princess Lan Ning.

Princess Lan Ning raised her eyebrows and added easily.

There are too many poems about the moon.

There were enough poems about the word "moon" that the first round of flying flowers lasted for more than ten rounds.

In the end, it really fell on Yin Yue's head.

When the child counted to three, he managed to utter the words, "It is beautiful to walk in the spring mountains everywhere, and to see the flowers and bees in January."

As soon as Yin Yue finished speaking, Jiang Wanbai and Jiang Fuyao said in unison: "It's too heavy!"

The sisters' joy was too obvious.

Yin Yue uttered an 'ah' and scratched his head, "Is it too heavy?"

"Seventh round, fifth sister."

"Miss Fifth in the Seventh Round."

When Yin Yue asked this question, Lu Qingxiao and Jiang Zhiyue said in unison.

Yin Yue was unaware of his presence and smiled innocently: "The young general and the sixth lady have really good memories."

The servant came forward and poured him a small glass of wine. Yin Yue drank it all in one gulp and then turned the glass upside down, not leaving a drop.

Jiang Fuyao looked at Jiang Zhiyue and Lu Qingxiao. It was fine if she could only remember the poems she had said.

Jiang Zhiyue and Lu Qingxiao could also remember it, and even remembered which round it was.

She herself can hardly remember.

This kind of talent is not something that ordinary people can have.

In addition to Jiang Fuyao, Jiang Tiyu also noticed it.

He had heard before that Lu Qingxiao was both civil and military, so today's drinking game could really test his abilities.

As a result, Yin Yue became the first person to be eliminated. He performed a set of boxing techniques.

Lu Qingxiao looked familiar, he must have been taught by Lord Yin himself.

In the second round, Yin Yue drew lots, and the word he drew was "snow".

The drum started from Yin Yue's left hand, which is Lu Qingxiao.

Lu Qingxiao's first sentence is Su Shi's famous line, "What is life like everywhere? It should be like a flying wild goose stepping on the snow mud."

Next up is Jiang Tiyu.

The word "snow" was included in many poems, and everyone went through ten rounds again.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Wanbai was eliminated unexpectedly in this round.

She and Jiang Fuyao thought the same thing. Jiang Fuyao said what she was thinking, but the sentence she replaced was what Jiang Zhiyue said.

Jiang Wanbai was convinced that he had lost the bet.

The flying flower order is not about the number of poems, but it seems that you have to remember what others have said, and it will be gone after one repetition.

Jiang Wanbai asked someone to bring a zither and played a piece of plum blossom-viewing music that was suitable for the occasion.

Princess Lan Ning was fascinated by what she heard and was the first to applaud.

The next few rounds were even faster.

The word "flower" means Jiang Rongzhuo is out; the word "wind" means Princess Lan Ning is out; the word "people" means Jiang Fuyao is out; the word "night" means Jiang Hengdan is out.

Heart character, Jiang Tiyu is out.

In the end, Jiang Tiyu drew the word "Lou", leaving only Jiang Zhiyue and Lu Qingxiao.

At this time, Jiang Zhiyue's competitive spirit also came out, and he and Lu Qingxiao talked back and forth in a rapid manner, making the people around them nervous.

Especially Princess Lan Ning, who stared nervously.

Jiang Fuyao was relaxed, took a bite of the dessert, and whispered, "Who do you think will win?"

Jiang Wanbai turned his head to look at her, thought for a moment, and said, "It's hard to say."

I originally thought that Lu Qingxiao was a military commander and might have been eliminated in the first few rounds.

Unexpectedly, Lu Qingxiao relied on his memory to hold on to the end.

Instead, she was careless and failed to even make it to the finals.

"I'll vote for the major general." Jiang Rongzhuo suddenly popped his head out, with serious admiration for Lu Qingxiao in his eyes.

Jiang Rongzhuo is a little weak and has great respect for Major General Lu Qingxiao.

Today, Feihua Ling also made Jiang Rongzhuo see that Lu Qingxiao was very knowledgeable, and the young boy could no longer hide his admiration for the strong.

Upon hearing this, Princess Lan Ning also turned around and said, "Then I will vote for my cousin too."

Jiang Wanbai was anxious and said quickly: "I vote for Xiaoliu."

He called Jiang Tiyu and others over and started a bet on who could win the last round.

Jiang Zhiyue laughed when he saw this, and Lu Qingxiao tapped the table to remind him to concentrate.

She looked over with a smile on her face, her eyes bright and kind.

Lu Qingxiao got stuck unexpectedly and almost missed the time to continue the question.

Jiang Wanbai sighed and said, "Oh!"

Princess Lan Ning was not to be outdone: "Well done, cousin!"

Jiang Zhiyue took it over easily, and Lu Qingxiao answered fluently.

The onlookers couldn't help but marvel at the extraordinary psychological qualities of these two people.

In the last round, there were only two people left, but they were still able to play the flying flower game slowly and calmly. That was amazing.

It’s really amazing.

When Jiang Zhiyue heard the last line, 'The ancient moat is carved out with the bright moon behind it, and the shadow of a rabbit flies to the corner of the building,' Lu Qingxiao clasped his fists and admitted defeat.

"I am at a loss for words. Lu Qingxiao admits defeat."

He frankly admitted that he had lost, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Jiang Zhiyue.

The look in his eyes was extremely aggressive, and Jiang Zhiyue's face turned red.

"Achan wins!"

"Give me money, give me money!"

"Oh, what a pity for you, cousin!"

The winner of the last round has been decided, and those who bet on Jiang Zhiyue happily collected their money.

Only Princess Lan Ning and Jiang Rongzhuo, two poor guys, lost all the money they had.

Seeing that Lu Qingxiao had been staring at Jiang Zhiyue, Jiang Fuyao coughed and said, "Since the young general lost, there should be some punishment, right?"

Lu Qingxiao nodded, "Of course. I just want to borrow the eldest master's sword. I'm sorry to show you my sword dance."

Jiang Tiyu sent someone to fetch the sword, but Yinfeng Pavilion was too small to use it.

Everyone came out of Yinfengxuan and watched Lu Qingxiao dancing with a sword at the front of the garden.

Lu Qingxiao's sword is full of murderous aura, which can be seen from the posture of him drawing the sword.

But when he really started to dance with the sword, everyone couldn't help but follow his figure and watch him intently.

The momentum is like a rainbow, like a flying dragon, the body is as light as a swallow, and extremely sharp.

Lu Qingxiao made a sword flower with ease, bent his waist half an inch, and a silver light flashed, and a camellia fell on the tip of the sword.

Jiang Zhiyue watched intently.

Lu Qingxiao's sword moves were sharp, his long sword was like light, and the camellia flower never left the tip of his sword.

Jiang Tiyu was extremely surprised. With such a strong sword-controlling ability, the young general was indeed worthy of his reputation.

When Lu Qingxiao put away his sword, the camellia flew forward and landed steadily in Jiang Zhiyue's hands.

Jiang Tiyu's newly-felt admiration suddenly turned into anger. He was being too blatant!

Lu Qingxiao walked over quickly and looked at Jiang Zhiyue: "My hand slipped for a moment, just consider it as adding color to Sixth Miss's birthday."

Jiang Tiyu was so angry that he gritted his teeth. Don’t think he can’t see it, you clearly did it on purpose!


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