Rebirth Space: The Eldest Daughter of a Farming Family

Chapter 312 Ambush from All Sides
"For the sake of fairness, each person is responsible for dealing out cards once. How do you decide?"

Everyone nodded when they heard the words, and Mu Ziyan was satisfied: "Since there is no objection, I will deal the cards for the first time and give you a demonstration. Before the cards are dealt, let me explain the rules. You can add cards or not add cards at will, drink at the burst point or the smallest point, and perform a show for everyone without drinking.”

After Mu Ziyan finished speaking, the trump card was dealt out in a round, everyone got the cards, glanced at the cards in their hands, and called for more cards one by one, another round passed, and only four people left calling for more cards.

"Hurry up, my 20 o'clock."

"My 18 o'clock."

"My 16 o'clock."

"Mine exploded."

"You guys drink, drink."

This side is having fun, while the Northern Wei four princes are reciting poems in a card seat with other princes from other countries.

Most of the wind is blown away by the wind, and I am the only one who bullies the overlord.

Why bend your bow and shoot Sirius after crushing the Lingluo Temple

Invite the wine to the bright moon today, and a piece of poetry is in the ocean.

Chen Kangcheng clapped his palms together and said, "Good poem, it's no wonder that Mo Lingyi is the most talented person in the world. This poem is suitable for the occasion, and I'm going to show you my ugliness."

Mo Lingyi: "Brother Chen is absurdly praised. The number one talented person in the world is just a false name. This poem was left by the ancients. "Yi" is lucky to have it. It is not as good as Brother Chen's name as the number one talented person in Dongli. It is real. It's true. "

Being praised by Mo Lingyi, Chen Kangcheng felt a little flustered in his heart, but he began to compose a poem with a humble face.

Glass clock, thick amber, small trough wine dripping pearl red.

Cooking dragons, cannons, phoenixes and jade fat weeps, Luo Wei embroidered curtains surround the fragrant wind.

Playing the dragon flute and beating the drums; singing with bright teeth and dancing with thin waists.

What's more, the day of youth is coming to an end, and the peach blossoms are falling like red rain.

……

"Although my poem is not suitable for the occasion, it is taken from Li He's "Jiangjinjiu·Glass Bell". This poem is too boring. I heard that the concubine and the others are having a drinking order. Why don't we join in the fun?"

Hearing the words, the four sons of the Northern Wei Dynasty stood up at the same time, ignoring that Chen Kangcheng walked out of the banquet hall quickly, Chen Kangcheng and the others also hurriedly caught up, and Chen Kangcheng said as he walked, "Brother Mo, you are too mean, I have not left you alone." Just leave without saying hello."

Mo Ling also responded: "It's too late, but I won't be able to see the bold side of the princess."

The soothing and melodious music is still ringing in everyone's ears, reverberating in the banquet hall, but there are beauties intertwined, celebrities and nobles chatting in groups, from hearing the sound, it can be seen that a few noble sons left the banquet in a mighty manner The hall also attracted a crowd of people, and with the sound of footsteps gradually going away, the figures also disappeared in the banquet hall.

The dense footsteps came from far to near, and everyone who was carrying out the drinking order turned their heads one after another. Mu Ziyan was taking a pipa from Tsing Yi's hand, and the corners of her lips curled up when she heard the sound of footsteps from far to near.

The sound of the zither and the pipa sounded, and Mu Ziyan's song "Ambush from Ten Sides" seemed to be looking directly at the battlefield where the two armies were fighting, impassioned and shocking, and everyone was instantly immersed in the tense atmosphere as if they were in the encirclement of the enemy.

The pipa song is like a big net, the crowd is like sparrows, and the counterattack is like a trapped beast. The song is full of generosity and sadness, and the audience stops when they hear it.

The ups and downs of the pipa melody, the flashes of swords and the shadows of swords, and the neighing of people on the battlefield make people feel the tense, fierce and cruel war scenes.

The rhythm of this song is relatively free, exaggerating the atmosphere of war, such as the scene of the sound of the sheng pipes during the ancient march, depicting the sound of the disciplined army marching forward with great strides from far to near.

(End of this chapter)