Chapter 187

The first student on the left, looking at his thirties, replied in a loud voice: "back to the empress, the grassroots are tolerant, good at making friends, meticulous and hard-working people."

Then the second student, the youngest, had a small and handsome face. With a light smile on his face, he said happily: "back to the empress, the grass-roots people are upright, outgoing, sincere, and eager to learn."

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When the last student finished speaking, the ministers in the hall were a little sleepy. Lian Jiuhua showed the most obvious performance, yawning, and everyone gave full marks.

Han Mo Ze glanced at Lian Jiuhua, and said in a low voice: "next question, I would like to ask all the students to take turns to propose a glass of wine to Lord Lian. At the same time, he said a few temporary toast poems You can get up and stand in the middle of the hall so that the students can toast you

Lian Jiuhua was stiff all over. He glanced at Han Mo Ze's malicious eyes and wrinkled his face. Reluctantly, he went to the front of the students and bit his teeth secretly. He could not fall asleep. However, when he thought of reciting poems and reciting poems, he was drowsy and yawned.

Han Moze saw that the wine was ready, and said in a low voice, "everyone who is ready will begin to worship the bar."

Qiu ying'an confidently hooked his lips, generously picked up the prepared wine, handed it to Lian Jiuhua in a low voice, and said calmly: "singing to wine is a life geometry. For example, the morning dew is more difficult to go. Be generous when you are generous, and you will never forget your worries. How to solve the problem? Only Dukang. The grass people offer a cup to the adult Lotus "

Lian Jiuhua smiles, raises his glass and drinks it up, then waves his hand to let Qiu Ying an step down.

Autumn shadow retreats calmly.

Chu, the youngest grandson, secretly praised Qiu Ying's literary grace. Then he raised his glass and went to Lian Jiuhua. He said in a loud voice, "please don't refuse the cup. Spring breeze laughs at people. I'd like to have a toast from the grassroots. "

Lian Jiuhua looks at grandson Chu, drinks wine, and waves again to let him back down.

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Almost half an hour later, every student had finished drinking. Lian Jiuhua's face was flushed and his eyes were blurred. He blinked hard to keep himself awake. He could never fall asleep, or it would be a shame.

Cold Mo Ze evil smile way: "Lotus adult, can take a seat."

When Lian Jiuhua heard that he was seated, he walked towards his seat with a slight unsteady step.

Han Mo Ze and Liu Rushuang made a few questions again and retreated towards noon.

Lian Jiuhua has been lying on the desk asleep, dream whispered: "floating, embrace."

Han Mo Ze and Liu Rushuang came to Lian Jiuhua with a smile. Han Mo Ze said, "come, send the lotus man back."

"Yes, Emperor."

After the imperial examination, Han Moze and Liu Rushuang went to the temple of gods for dinner.

Han Mo Ze holds Liu Rushuang and sits on the chair with a smile. He picks up a piece of meat and puts it on Liu Rushuang's mouth.

Liu Rushuang felt numb all over and ate the meat in one mouthful. He said stiffly, "when can you eat without holding me? It's really awkward, OK? "

Han Mo Ze hugged Liu Rushuang and said with a smile: "the defeated general is not qualified to talk about conditions."

Liu Rushuang was angry: "if you were not too mean, I would have gone far away and lived a free life."

Han Moze sneered: "so you are the defeated general, you stay by my side, I will spoil you."

Liu Rushuang sighed helplessly: "casually, I'm like a flower that you keep in the greenhouse. If you have nothing to do with it, I don't care if I want to."