Chapter 987: No Way, No Way
Shortly after Zhu Ping'an arrived, Xu Jie and his wife sat down at the chairman's table. The birthday banquet officially began. Wine and delicacies were filled one after another on the table in front of everyone. Of course, the birthday banquet was also indispensable. Logo - longevity peach and longevity noodles.
Teachers and students had a great time while drinking and drinking.
After Xu Jie brought three glasses of opening wine and sprinkled a handful of dog food, the students began to wish the master’s wife her birthday and presented birthday gifts. However, Xu Jie made the decision for his wife about the birthday gifts, so they all declined them and waved. Someone placed a table in the center of the banquet and brought out the four treasures of the study.
The meaning is self-evident.
All the disciples came forward one after another to present poems and lyrics to celebrate his birthday. As soon as they showed off their skills, the banquet became a grand event in the literary world.
When it comes to writing poems and lyrics, everyone present is not good at it. There are many good birthday wishes and continuous praises.
One of the birthday poems written by Zhang Juzheng triggered the first climax of the birthday banquet.
"Congratulations to the Mother"
Throwing money in the East China Sea does not count the years,
The life span of the human world extends to three thousand.
I would like to celebrate Songshan with you,
The Big Dipper and the Southern Ji will stand shoulder to shoulder.
This birthday poem by Zhang Juzheng is full of fairy spirit and has beautiful meaning. It indirectly praises the love between Xu Jie and the woman who stand side by side and look up to each other. Mrs. Xu of Jin also smiled and said "good".
Then everyone came forward to write poems to celebrate his birthday in order of their seats. When it was Zhu Ping'an's turn, Xu eldest son Xu Fan stepped forward and made a move.
"Zihou, if you can compose an amazing birthday poem, you will be exempted from the three cups of fine wine for being late today. However, if you cannot do it, you will have to pay for the three cups of penalty wine. That’s six drinks. I know how much you drink, Zihou. No, I just came up with this idea to help you. How about it, brother?"
Master Xu suddenly appeared like a ghost, patted Zhu Pingan on the shoulder, and squeezed towards Zhu Pingan. Wink and smile.
"Brother Shi, you are really a brother..."
Zhu Ping'an twitched the corner of his mouth, and a sentence escaped from his teeth. He simply couldn't refuse this kind of occasion and this time.
"No matter how polite you are, we are all good brothers. Oh, by the way, don't let people think that I take too much care of you. This is not good for you and me. So, let me give you a cup of tea. . Come on, Zihou, write quickly.”
Young Master Xu chuckled, and thrust the brush into Zhu Ping'an's hand without refusal. Then he poured himself a cup of tea, took a big sip, and then apologized, but smiled like a dog's tail. He chuckled and said, "Oh, I'm sorry Zihou, I accidentally drank half the cup in one gulp..."
"Brother, please don't choke..." The corners of Zhu Pingan's mouth twitched.
Seeing this, Xu Fan smiled even brighter.
Zhu Pingan is very clear about his drinking capacity. If he really drinks six glasses of wine, he will lie down and go home.
The only way left is to write a stunning birthday poem.
But
It is not difficult to write a birthday poem, but it is very difficult to write a stunning birthday poem.
Besides, it is even more difficult with Zhang Juzheng’s poem in front.
So.
Since the conventional path is not easy to follow, we have no choice but to not take the ordinary path.
Zhu Pingan persisted in writing, clarified his thoughts, and began to conceive in this direction. Almost at the same time, a birthday greeting poem by Zheng Banqiao, one of the Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou during the Qing Dynasty, came to Zhu Pingan's mind.
I am really sleepy and give me a pillow.
Zhu Ping'an thought, OK, I'll use you.
The idea is set.
So.
Each unit.
Attention.
I, Zhu Pingan, am going to show off.
Zhu Pingan dipped his brush in ink and wrote the title "Congratulations to Master's Mother on her birthday", then he continued to write two words in the text:
"Naihe"
However, as soon as these two words came out, the surrounding classmates all looked at each other with surprise.
"Naihe" means "what to do, deal with". This word is not a positive, festive, or blessing word. It is a negative word of frustration and helplessness. How can this word be used to write in Here are the birthday poems.
Isn’t it possible that the Number One Scholar was angry with Young Master Xu and was deliberately being hostile to others? !
No, although Mr. Xu’s approach is a bit overwhelming, the number one scholar is too petty. It’s just a few glasses of wine. As for being so petty.
Besides, what kind of occasion is this? If Zhu Pingan shows such a little temper on this occasion, his brain will be kicked by a donkey.
We know very well that Master Xu loves Zhu Pingan very much and takes good care of him in the court, which makes us envious. In our hearts, we blame the teacher for being partial. But how did he, Zhu Pingan, repay the teacher? At his wife's birthday party, he wrote such unlucky words as "Nai He" out of anger. Zhu Ping'an's conscience must have been eaten by a dog.
Many of the disciples who were watching had angry faces, blaming Zhu Pingan endlessly.
Zhang Juzheng was also slightly surprised, but his surprise was different from others. To be precise, he was curious. Zhang Juzheng did not think that Zhu Pingan would be angry and have a bad temper. He was just curious about how Zhu Pingan could write a good birthday message starting with "Nai He".
"Ahem... Zihou, you..."
Xu Fan, who was drinking tea next to him, was surprised when he saw the word "Naihe" written by Zhu Pingan. All squirted out.
Zhang Siwei behind Zhu Pingan was startled for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, Zihou, here you go again
"Ahem, Zihou, why did your hand slip?"
Wang Shizhen was concerned and confused. When she saw the word "helpless" written by Zhu Pingan, she not only sweated for Zhu Pingan, but also quietly stepped forward and tugged at the corner of Zhu Pingan's clothes, laughing and making an excuse for Zhu Pingan.
However, Wang Shizhen was not good at lying, so finding an excuse for Zhu Pingan made him blush.
Slippery hands?
You really dare to say it, try sliding it with your hands. The maximum swipe you can make with your hand is one stroke, but can you still produce two words?
The onlookers were speechless when they heard Wang Shizhen's excuse for Zhu Ping'an.
Zhu Ping'an turned around and quietly blinked his right eye at Wang Shizhen. Wang Shizhen was stunned by Zhu Ping'an's blink, and then he suddenly realized that he couldn't laugh or cry and shook his head. This guy Zihou is showing off again.
In the eyes of everyone's criticism, Zhu Pingan dipped his brush in ink, and then wrote the word "Naihe".
What? !
He wrote another "Naihe"! What is Zhu Pingan doing? ! !
Is he crazy?
When everyone saw that Zhu Pingan had written another Naihe, their eyes almost popped out in surprise, and those with heart problems covered their chests.
Zihou, what are you going to do?
Xu Fan looked at Zhu Ping'an blankly while holding the tea cup, with a confused look on his face. He was slightly surprised just now, but now he was shocked.
Wang Shizhen was much calmer now. She and Zhang Siwei stood behind Zhu Ping'an, taking time to watch Zhu Ping's cock. (End of this chapter)