The Story of Leaping from the Dragon Gate

The emperor came after lunch, and it was still early for dinner. The young and old had a few homely conversations. Although the atmosphere was good, it was a bit cold.Ordinarily, with Song Wei here, as long as he is willing, he can completely make others wonder what the silence is.However, it was concluded that the old man sitting in the main seat was the emperor. At the beginning, the bachelor's energy went down, and the doubts and guards in his heart gradually rose. If the other party didn't ask, he stopped taking the initiative to speak.

Only Xianhou was familiar with everyone present, and the task of communication and mediation undoubtedly fell to him.

Dugu said: "If the two elders are interested, why not throw a pot for fun and chat for entertainment."

In the words, the two elders actually turned their faces towards the emperor and asked for instructions with their eyes.

Tossing the pot is a popular banquet entertainment program among the upper-class nobles in Daxia. It has been prosperous since ancient times.It is an indoor game evolved from the "shooting" ritual in the six arts of the ancient gentleman.Because archery is not allowed indoors, the arrows are thrown into the pot with bare hands instead, and the winner is determined by scoring.

The cost of equipment for playing pitch pot is not low, and there is a set of special rules and regulations, which can be regarded as an elegant entertainment exclusively for nobles.Knowing that Dugu must be thoughtful when making this proposal, the emperor still looked at Song Wei, and asked kindly: "Is Xiaoyin interested?" Children who grew up in the folk had no chance to play with this, although it was said that he was open-minded, but in vain It's never good to make a fool of yourself.

Song Weizheng was so bored, when he heard that there was something to play, his eyes immediately changed, and he grinned: "Okay!"

The emperor smiled and nodded.Dugu got up, went out in person, and came in with the copper pot and arrows. Two trusted servants beside the old Hou Ye helped to arrange the arrangement.

The place where they talked was the small secret hall next to Dugu Chen's bedroom.It is said to be a small hall, with a length and width of two feet, and a felt blanket in the middle, which is just right for playing indoor games.

The copper pot was placed in the middle, and the four people sat around according to the elder and younger guest and host, and divided the arrows, and the emperor was the first to throw.After that came Lao Hou Ye, Song Wei and Dugu Mian.

For the sake of safety, the arrow clusters are removed from the arrows used for entertainment, and a porcelain bead is installed on the head.When it hits the pot, it falls into the mouth of the copper pot, and there is a crisp "ding", which is very pleasant to the ear.The surface of the copper pot is gilt and silver mixed, with gorgeous patterns, and the arrow tails are inlaid with red and white feathers, which are bright and lovely.The rules of the game are not complicated. There are seven arrows in front of each person. If they miss all the shots, they will get zero points. If the arrows go straight into the mouth of the pot, they will get half points, and if they go straight into the mouth of the pot, they will get half points.Three consecutive misses means you're out of the game.At the end of the round, those who were eliminated and those with the lowest total score were fined three cups of wine.

The neck of the copper pot is thin and long, and it is not easy to hit it.

The emperor played this game with his old brothers since they were young. Dugu Chen made a symbolic concession in the first game to show respect, and then he let go of his hands and feet to win, and showed off to the younger generation while throwing back.Song Wei originally couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north when playing, but with the bad example of old Houye, how could he care about the emperor.At the beginning, I still remember to restrain myself, and only act arrogantly when it is my turn.When they arrived, they winked, laughed and booed, showing their true colors.He has played pitching pots before, and in this life, playing polo and learning archery, the accuracy and skills are not the same as in the past.Even though due to different eras and regions, the shape of the equipment is different, after the first two rounds of adaptation, you can simply play wherever you want, and you can score as much as you want.

Among the four people on the field, the emperor didn't care about it, he threw the arrow forward casually, his eyes were all on Song Wei.Dugu was full of thoughts, so he threw himself into it purely by intuition.After casting a few rounds of perfect marks, I was shocked to realize that winning the emperor was not suitable for my father, so I began to throw away absent-mindedly.

Dugu Chen has always been a bit of an old naughty boy, now it is obvious that the more Song Wei let go, the happier the emperor is, and he simply competed with this junior.With seven bombs in one hand, the seven crisp sounds of "ding ding dong dong" sounded one after another, as if dexterous fingers slid across the lyre, playing a musical sound like flowing pearls and jade.In the end, he glanced at Song Wei proudly, and cupped his hands at the emperor: "Mr. accepts the concession, and I'm afraid."

Song Wei raised his eyebrows.He has never practiced this kind of kung fu, but he has also done dozens or even hundreds of blows in bow training, and the principle is the same.

He was not in a hurry to take the arrow, so he straightened his waist in a kneeling posture, and began to slowly twist his shoulders, elbows and wrists, doing warm-up exercises.

The throwing pot originated from the shooting ceremony, and the participants obeyed the very formal ancient etiquette of the nobles, using the long kneeling method.Song Wei's posture was very standard. The emperor thought that Xianhou was thoughtful and had done etiquette training in advance, but he didn't know that Dugu Mian was also surprised when he saw his movements for the first time, and then thought it was because of his strong imitation ability.

With such a dignified and elegant posture, Song Wei cocked his eyebrows and curled his mouth, and slowly pinched his fingers, looking like a hooligan.But he is too good-looking, with such an expression and demeanor, people can see that there is no violence, just feel funny.Both the emperor and the old Hou Ye couldn't help but deepen their smiles and looked at him.

After Song Wei finished warming up, she grabbed the seven arrows, raised her hand and squinted her eyes, made a gesture, her wrist shook continuously, and there were seven "ding ding dong dong" sounds in succession, all of them hit the target.He took advantage of being young, with a steady hand and a sharp eye, and his speed was not much different from that of the old master.

Glancing at Dugu Chen, he also cupped his hands at the emperor: "Master Song and Lord Hou accept the concession, and the kid is terrified." It's typical to behave well when you get cheap.

The emperor was so amused by him that he laughed, and he didn't stop it for a long time.

At the end of the round, the waiter filled the wine glasses, and the four drank according to the rules.Song Wei didn't think it was too much, and drank three cups with Dugu, who was at the bottom of the score.The next round of competition began, and the emperor was even more distracted from the game.When it was Duguchen's turn, the first branch was inserted into the ear of the pot, and the second branch was inserted obliquely into the mouth of the pot.When it came to the fourth shot, everyone present could see that he had completely imitated the emperor, and the result was exactly the same, even the oblique angle seemed to be exactly the same.

The emperor regained his senses amidst the praise of the crowd, understood what was going on, and said dissatisfiedly: "Here we go again. It's not shameful to bully a child at his age." But the expression on his face was very joyful.

Dugu Chen prevaricated again with the phrase "panic".Xin said that finally someone will make you happy in the future, my old bones can rest.

Song Wei's fighting spirit was stimulated, he weighed the arrow in his hand, and said with a light smile: "Master Song, Lord Hou, forgive me, you are not inferior, you have to try your luck."

After taking a few deep breaths, he slowly drew out an arrow and threw it, which was inserted into the right ear of the copper pot, exactly the same as the first arrow thrown by the emperor.The next six arrows were all correct, imitating Dugu Chen's appearance.

The emperor turned his head to look at the old Hou Ye, laughed and said: "You used all this to embarrass me, have you been punished now? Xiao Yin is really good, a good boy." After finishing speaking, his eyes flicked past Song Wei, for fear of being too angry. It was too blatant, but quickly retracted, and stroked his beard as a cover.Duguchen understood the holy will, and cooperated with the emperor to make jokes.

Dugu Mian never had a chance to interrupt, so she whispered to Song Wei at this moment: "In front of elders, pay attention to etiquette."

Song Wei said "Oh".He didn't expect Xianhou father and son to have such a good relationship with the emperor.From this point of view, it is probably common to go to the homes of close ministers to relax during the New Year's festival.So no matter whether Dugu Empress said it explicitly or hinted at it, the emperor should have known his identity a long time ago with this attitude.This face is really not small, although it is definitely not for myself, but I am deeply honored and honored.

It was his turn to throw the pot again, and he tossed out the seven arrows one by one, sticking them into the ears on both sides of the copper pot.The feathers and feathers are red and white, clustered together, like a beauty with a narrow neck wearing a big peony flower on each temple, which is inexplicably joyful.

Song Wei herself couldn't help but let out a snort, and then she had a smirk on her face and a flattering smile on her face, she tilted her head and said to Dugu: "Here, you told me to pay attention to etiquette, I paid attention." The tone was very innocent and delicate Under observation, there is still a taste of being coquettish.Because he drank a lot of wine, his eyes were moist and his face was flushed.

He thought, so what if the emperor sits on the throne?The emperor is here to play.

In an instant, Dugu was extremely embarrassed and couldn't hold back.

He stood up abruptly: "It's almost time, I asked outside to send dinner."

According to the scheduled plan, the emperor returned to the palace after dinner.After all, when meeting for the first time, you should get your eyes right first, and then follow the complicated and detailed formal procedures.On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, a small-scale celebration is held in the palace, and the emperor bestows colorful wisps on the ministers.An identity like Marquis Xian is enough to bring his family into the palace to thank him.The method agreed in advance was that Song Wei would enter the palace with the Xianhou team on the day of the human day, and the emperor would make preparations in advance and verify his body with the imperial physician.

The dishes were brought up and removed again.Dugu's heart gradually calmed down, and he wanted to explain the whole thing to Song Wei in the next three days.Not only must you speak clearly, but you must also speak properly.

No matter what Song Wei's reaction is, this matter must be done properly.

If it is God's will, then there is no other way.

The meal was almost finished, and the emperor suddenly said to Dugu Chen: "I gave you a jar of Liuqu incense newly made by Bingzhou last time, do you have any more? I am happy today, and I suddenly miss it. I think Xiaoyin can drink it, take it out Try it."

Song Wei was surprised: "Bingzhou Liuquxiang? I've never heard of it."

This is strange, there is actually wine that he has never heard of.

The emperor smiled and said, "It's a new prescription, the first batch came out last month."

It turned out to be a new tribute.Song Wei blinked her eyes and didn't speak, but she looked like a very hungry puppy begging for food from its owner.He clearly saw the inexplicable pampering in the emperor's eyes, he also noticed the sudden sluggishness of Dugu Mian, and he also noticed that the remodeled servant behind the emperor went out to get wine with the old Hou Ye - as long as he thought about it, he would find it strange.It's a pity that he was a little excited in the first place, and now he's too greedy, so he might not be able to react right away with his brain.

Liquor in this era is generally fermented naturally with koji, and the degree is not high.Bingzhou's newly brewed Liuquxiang has been subjected to a distillation process, and the concentration and purity are immediately improved a lot.

Only after opening the cover, Song Wei sighed deeply after smelling the fragrance.But he looked at the glass filled with wine in front of him and didn't move.Did someone say something? In front of elders, pay attention to etiquette.The emperor on the opposite side stared at him straightly: "Taste, how about it?" He was waiting for him to drink it.

Hey, the emperor is so easygoing.With a smile on her face, Song Wei lowered her head and moved to the edge of the cup to take a sip.Close your eyes, smash it and smack your lips: It's been a long time since I've seen such strength...

Dugu Mian pressed his arm: "This has a lot of stamina, drinking too much will hurt your body, enough is enough."

Unexpectedly, the emperor picked up the cup and said, "Accompanying the elders to have fun is also considered filial piety."

They have all risen to the height of filial piety, so what else to say?drink!

The meals were removed, and fruit snacks to accompany the wine were replaced.

There is no reason to drink wine dry, and the boxing game is too vulgar, so the emperor suggested reciting poems.The most common solitaire game, the first word of the next person's verse must be the last word of the previous person's verse.

Song Wei blushed and said with a giggle: "I can't recite poems, how about singing, singing?"

The emperor nodded: "That's fine." His eyes signaled the old Hou Ye to start first.

Duguchen sang a well-regulated farewell poem: "Xiyuan post road hangs at the top of the city, and the guests are scattered and the river pavilion is still raining. Go and try it on the Fenshui River. The white clouds are like the old autumn."

The emperor glanced at the old brother, shook his head and smiled, stroked his beard for a while, and said: "Autumn is bright and clean, and the beard is light. Try to take off the hairpin and learn to be drunk. A song is still fun, and the children and grandchildren are laughing and pulling their clothes."

The next one is Dugu Xian.He is not a poet and literati, and his literary attainments are far inferior to that of the emperor.However, under the influence of an environment where writing poetry is like singing pop songs, it is absolutely not difficult to understand the deep meaning of the words of the two elders.

There was no expression on his face, he glanced at Song Wei before speaking, and then turned to the wine glass in front of him.With a low voice, she recited slowly: "The skirt of the garment secretly closed the eyebrows, and swept the steps up the stairs with a flick of the sleeves. Because there is a gold bottle worthy of asking the moon, I don't come here tonight to shine on the jade."

It was the first time for Song Wei to hear him recite poems, and she patted down the table: "Hey, what are you doing so deep? Come, come... Did you do it on purpose? How can there be a word at the beginning?"

After reading it twice, I simply hummed: "Come, come..." Before the tune turned to "I am a spinach", I successfully remembered the Huihe ditty I had heard from my mother since I was a child, knocked on the table to accompany it, and directly translated it into Xia Yu sang out.

"You who came from far away,

Who are you looking for?

beyond the ends of the earth,

Through thousands of miles of Gobi,

To find whom?

Through spring, summer, autumn and winter,

Through wind, frost, rain and snow,

Who are you looking for?

............"

The voice became lower and lower, and the person also limply lay down, being caught by a pair of powerful arms beside him.

The moment she closed her eyes, she seemed to see the emperor's wet and shining eyes, Song Wei thought to herself: What's going on with this old man, I don't know, I thought he had a crush on me, my lord.Today, the aftertaste of drinking is really strong, why can't it hold on?It's probably been a long time since I drank wine with such a high alcohol content.No, why are they still so energetic? ...

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The Xiyuan post road hangs at the top of the city, and the guests are scattered and the rain is not received in the river pavilion.Go and try it on the Fen River, the white clouds are still like the autumn of Han Dynasty. (Tang? Cen Can "Send Li Judge's Envoy to Jinjiang to Deqiu at the Back Pavilion of Guozhou")

Autumn comes with a bright white beard, try to take off the hairpin and learn to be a drunkard.A hearty song is still fun, and the children and grandchildren are laughing and pulling their clothes. (Tang Quan Deyu "Looking in the Mirror and Seeing White Hair with Several Stems Bright and Specific")