Yang Qiuchi was waiting to drink, but Song Yuner didn't finish talking, so she had to grab a braised chicken foot first, chewing it while laughing, "You girl have so many ideas, what are you adding? Tell me quickly."

Song Yuner said: "It is a round of 15 glasses of wine. Within one round, the one with the least amount of wine can ask the one with the most amount of wine to perform a show, which is OK?"

Yuechan applauded first: "Miss, this is a good idea!"

"What's good? You are responsible for counting. If you remember it wrong, you will be punished. Hehehe, just wait and see your young master perform." Song Yuner smiled, "Who will start first?"

"Mrs. Bai is an elder, of course she starts." Yang Qiuchi said, "Then we will continue according to our age."

Mrs. Bai did not refuse, thought for a moment, and chanted: "At the snowy night in the mountains, I am lonely in a foreign land."

Yang Qiuchi thought for a while, then applauded: "Good poem, Mrs. Bai recited a sentence from "A Thought in New Year's Day" by the Tang Dynasty poet Cui Tu. Right, this is Mrs. Bai's feelings about wandering in a foreign land. I hope that in the year when Suihua is renewed, I will have a new beginning."

Mrs. Bai nodded: "Young Master is well-informed and remembered, and he said very well."

Song Yuner exposes Yang Qiuchi's intention and says, "My brother is not praising your poems by aunt, but taking this opportunity to think about how he should answer them, right?" After that, he looked at Yang Qiuchi proudly.

Yang Qiuchi thought this way. The end of Mrs. Bai's poem is human, and the word "personality" must be in his own poem. He couldn't remember it for a moment. He used the poems of Mrs. Bai to delay time.

Song Yuner urged: "Brother, don't be fooled, continue!"

While speaking, Yang Qiuchi had already remembered a sentence and chanted: "This has been going on for many years. It should be a good time and a beautiful scene. Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell you?"

This is a sentence from Liu Yong's famous "Yu Linling".

Song Yuner blinked: "Brother, there are so many poems, why do you choose this sentence? Is it meaningful?" She knew that Mr. Bai Qian was going to be betrothed Bai Sumei to Yang Qiuchi. She could also see that Bai Sumei was interested in Yang Qiuchi and deliberately joked about Yang Qiuchi.

Yang Qiuchi didn't expect this. After a moment of reminiscing, he knew that Song Yuner was implying to herself and Bai Sumei, coughed and glared, "What are you talking about? My last word is 'say'. Take it quickly~!"

"Brother! Sister Bai is older than me. It should be her turn first, you should not be biased!"

Yang Qiuchi was in a panic and didn't notice this problem. He snorted and looked at Bai Sumei.

Bai Sumei was generous and said, "Now I know the taste of sorrow, I want to say it but I want to say it but I want to say it but I want to say it but I want to say it but I say it's cool and autumn!"

Yang Qiuchi applauded: "I want to say it but I'm going to stop!"

Song Yuner smiled again and said, "Brother, you said Sister Bai would give up. What did she want to say this "want to say"?"

"I want to say you are a little devil! - Get you quickly!"

"It's too simple, 'Autumn', right?, 'Blue clouds and sky, yellow leaves. Autumn colors are continuous, and the waves are cold and the smoke is green on the waves'. Fan Zhongyan's "Su Muzhe"." After saying that, Song Yuner shook her head: "This wine is too simple. I can't drink wine, it's not fun. Let's drink a glass of wine each. Think about one again."

Yang Qiuchi felt unhappy when he saw that he couldn't drink the wine. He heard that each person had a drink, and hurriedly said to Yuechan: "Pour wine quickly!"

Yuechan quickly poured a glass of wine for Mrs. Bai, Yang Qiuchi and Song Yuner each, and the three of them sipped it all. Bai Sumei drank a sip of tea.

Yang Qiuchi picked up the braised pork on the table and said, "Come on, everyone eat a little." After they took it, they also grabbed a duck flipper and said while gnawing: "Yun'er, you have many ideas, so you can find a difficult wine order."

Song Yuner said: "Let's do it, the beginning and end are the last word of the poem written by the person in front, and the first word of the ancient poem written by the person in the back, and it must also be related to winter."

Bai Sumei nodded and said, "This is difficult, I'm afraid I can't do it. Let's wait and be punished."

Song Yuner said, "Sister Bai, you are so hiding deep, but I am just half a bucket of water twitching." He turned to Mrs. Bai and said, "Auntie, you can talk first."

Mrs. Bai was not humble and said, "I am so sad that I am so scared that I am so sad that I am so sad that I am so plum blossoms everywhere." This is a sentence from Zhang Mo of the Song Dynasty in "Miscellaneous Winters".

"Plum?Plum?~" Yang Qiuchi frowned. There were not many ancient poems in his head. He didn't think so that he could give up and just give in and took the wine glass. Song Yuner stopped him: "Wait, brother, let you go and let you use the homonym."

Oh? It's almost the same, so I have to think about it, but in this moment, I already remembered an ancient poem with the word "Plum" and smiled and said, "Who wants you to let it go!" I coughed twice, shook my head and chanted, "Plum beards are three points whiter than snow, but snow is less fragrant than plum."

"Hehehe~!" Song Yuner smiled again, "Brother, if you want to praise your sister-in-law and Sister Bai, don't have to be so direct, right?" Yang Qiuchi was stunned and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

"The poem you just recited clearly was praising Sister Bai and Sister Xiaoxue."

"Why did I praise them?"

"Plum is three points whiter than Xue. That is to say, in terms of appearance, sister Bai is not as white as sister-in-law Xiaoxue, but snow is less fragrant than plum. In other words, in terms of talent and learning, sister-in-law Xiaoxue is not as good as sister Bai. Are you praising them for one of them wisdom and the other is in the show, right?" Song Yuner blinked.

"It's a mess! It's a mess!" Yang Qiuchi smiled and thought to himself, "Not to say, Song Yuner can really break it, and she can break it to the point."

Song Yuner said again: "Actually, if Sister Xiaoxue's dark spots can be removed, she is really a stunning beauty. I dare not say that she must be better than Sister Bai, at least stronger than me..."

Speaking of this, the smile on Song Yuner's face suddenly disappeared, as if she was listening to something.

"What's wrong? Yun'er." Yang Qiuchi asked.

Song Yuner said: "There are crying, the crying of several people."

When everyone heard this, they all raised their ears and listened, "No!" Yang Qiuchi looked at Song Yun'er in confusion. After a moment, the carriage ran forward and crossed the road. Sure enough, a faint cry came from the wind: "My son...! Wake up...! Woo woo..." The crying was miserable.

Yang Qiuchi picked up the corner of the front curtain and stretched out his head to look outside. The cold wind blew so hard that Yang Qiuchi almost couldn't open his eyes, but he still saw a bunch of people surrounding the grass on the ridge of the field in the distance.

Song Yuner's head stretched out from under Yang Qiuchi's chin: "Brother, what did you see? What's going on?"

"I can't see clearly."

The carriage was getting closer and closer, and I slowly saw clearly. There were seven or eight people around the deserted grass in the field ridges in the distance, some of whom were crying. Yang Qiuchi and his carriages ran over quickly, and after that, the group of people were blocked by the carport.

Yang Qiuchi withdrew his head, and the little maid Yuechan asked curiously: "Young Master, what have you seen?"

Yang Qiuchi shook his head: "I can't see clearly. There are many people around the ridge of the field in the distance, and the carriage is running too fast."

Song Yuner said: "I saw clearly that there was an old man sitting on the grass in the middle of the crowd, holding a child in his arms. He was seven or eight years old, and seemed to be dead, without moving, his head and hands drooping."

Yang Qiuchi said oh, frowned, thought for a while, and suddenly shouted: "Stop! Stop quickly!"

"What's wrong?" Song Yuner asked.

When the maid Yuechan heard this, she had already opened the curtain and called the handlebar and stopped the carriage.

Yang Qiuchi said: "The crowd was surrounded by arable land, not like burying children there, so the group of people did not like burying children. The village was under a small hillside in the distance, and they ran here to cry, which means that the child might have had an accident and might have been murdered. Let's go and have a look!"

When Song Yuner heard that there was murder, her chance to be heroic came again. Her eyes lit up and she picked up the door curtain and jumped out of the carriage. Yang Qiuchi said to Mrs. Bai and her daughter: "Mrs. Bai, Miss Bai, you two are waiting in the carriage. Let's go and see what's going on." Then she got out of the car.

As soon as Yang Qiuchi and his team stopped, Nangong Xiong, who was driving the road ahead, rode back with two guards and asked, "Sir, what happened?"

Yang Qiuchi walked towards the crowd and said, "There may be a murder case there, I'll go and see it."

Nangong Xiong flew off the horse and said, "Sir, be careful, I'll send someone to guard first." After that, he waved his hand to the entourage's guards. The guards had heard their conversation, and trotted to the crowd first.

When Yang Qiuchi approached the crowd, the villagers had already knelt on the ground and kowtowed to greet the master. One of the old men was indeed holding a child in his arms. The child had a short blue cloth dress, his forehead, mouth, neck and chest were covered with blood.

Several Jinyiwei stood aside with his hands pressed on the hilt, staring at these people, while others were on the periphery, looking around, and watching every passing pedestrian. The remaining Jinyiwei scattered around the convoy, protecting the luggage of the carts.

Master Jin and Master Long also got off the carriage and walked over.

Yang Qiuchi looked at the child in the old man's hand and asked, "Old man, what happened."

"Report to the master: I don't know who beat my son to death. Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo

Yang Qiuchi was not wearing official uniforms, but this person knew that Yang Qiuchi was an official, and it was obviously the Jinyiwei who came in front of him.

Yang Qiuchi said: "Put down the child and let me check it out."
Chapter completed!