After crossing over: kidnapping a female hunter to be the stepfather of the three cubs

Chapter 139: Moon-facing Poetry Gathering (Sworn Brotherhood)

The two of them were taken to the back eaves, where there was no obstruction and the moon was perfect for viewing. There were also many wild chrysanthemums dug from the mountains. This was the time when the flowers were in full bloom, and the moonlight poured down, shining on the ground without the need for lanterns. It was really a beautiful scenery.

The food and wine had already been prepared. Zhao Huanxi asked them to sit down and poured a glass of wine for each of them.

Today I am drinking chrysanthemum yogurt, appreciating the moon and tasting the chrysanthemums, it is so elegant.

Yu Yan waved her round fan, took a sip of chrysanthemum yogurt, and said with a smile, "This wine tastes really good. Although it has a strong aftertaste, the chrysanthemum fragrance is like smelling chrysanthemums that have just bloomed."

Hongying also licked it. She had improved her alcohol tolerance a little bit these times and was no longer the person who got drunk after just one glass of wine.

"Yeah, I think it tastes really good too."

So he drank the remaining half cup in one gulp. It was Yu Yan who suggested that they recite poems. Anyway, they were bored now and there were no outsiders present, so it wouldn't be shameful if they said something bad.

"Then Yanyan, you just give me an example first. I'm not well educated, so I can only say a few rough words. Don't laugh at me."

After finishing her cup, Yu Yan looked at the moon in the sky, then at the wild chrysanthemums on the ground and said, "How about we use chrysanthemum as the theme? There's no limit to the rhyme, you can use poetry or lyrics."

The two agreed. Yu Yan nodded and said with a smile:

"The golden wind shakes the trees yellow, leaving only the autumn chrysanthemums proud and proud in the cold frost.

The cool and condensed fragrance adds elegance, and the clear appearance reflects the splendor in the sun.

It does not compete with peach and plum trees for spring beauty, but accompanies the red maple leaves in the evening coolness.

A noble character is admired by all, and an independent and fragrant person is always fragrant in the cold wind."

Huanxi immediately praised the poem. Although it didn't use any allusions, she could hear a deeper meaning in it. On the surface, it was praising the noble character of chrysanthemums, but how could Huanxi not know Yuyan's troubles?

A woman who could write such poetry... Huanxi sighed secretly. This era was truly a cruel one. A woman like Yu Yan would have been blessed with great fortune if she had entered the imperial court as an official, but it was a pity that she was confined to this small world. If it were modern times, Yu Yan would surely have been a professor of literature.

Hongying also smiled and nodded: "Xiaoyu'er, this poem is really well written. How can we two, who are completely uneducated, follow it up?"

Yu Yan poked her forehead and said, "Why do you take these little gossips between us sisters seriously?"

"Hongying, how about you write a poem?" Huanxi found it interesting to watch their interaction. Although she couldn't write poems, she could recite them. She had quite a few poems about chrysanthemums written by famous poets in her mind.

Hongying cleared her throat, glanced at Huanxi, then at Juhuaru, and suddenly an idea flashed through her mind. She smiled and said, "I got it. Watch me:

The light taste of chrysanthemum fragrance makes me intoxicated.

I looked up at the wild chrysanthemums in the distance.

Suddenly I smelled the subtle fragrance of chrysanthemums,

He was a hardworking chrysanthemum grower.

Huanxi burst out laughing. There is chrysanthemum in these four sentences, but no one mentions chrysanthemum in each sentence. The literal meaning is simple and easy to understand, but it reads smoothly. Although the wording is not gorgeous, it meets the requirements of the title.

"Sure, Hongying. Now I'm the only one left. Let me think about it carefully."

Yu Yan poured a full glass of wine and handed it to her, saying with a smile: "If you can't think of it, I'll make you drink."

Huanxi pretended to be deep in thought. She wondered if there were any similar lines in this era. If there were, it would be embarrassing to reveal them. It seemed that she could only shuffle and reorganize them and come up with a couple of lines of her own.

"Ahem, look at me:

The bright moon in the sky reflects the yellow chrysanthemums, and the autumn chrysanthemums are in full bloom accompanied by the moonlight.

The cool fragrance floats in the air and refreshes the heart, while the swaying clear shadow reflects the coolness of the frost.

Golden stamens bloom to welcome the festival, and jade plates are filled to send autumn fragrance.

The chrysanthemums and the moon complement each other, creating a beautiful autumn day. "

"Oh, I'm the only one who did the worst. What a shame." Hongying felt ashamed of herself. If she had known earlier, she would have thought about it more before speaking.

Huanxi advised, "What's so embarrassing about that? I just read this in a book. Do you really think I can write poetry?"

Yu Yan saw through it but didn't say anything. Although the poem was about chrysanthemums, it was more about Mid-Autumn Festival. She was well-read, so how could she not have seen such elementary verses? It seemed that she wrote it for joy, and only said it to ease Hongying's mood.

"Hongying, you have to be punished... three cups of wine. Do you accept?" Yu Yan was also happy. It had been a long time since she had opened her heart and composed poetry like this. Although the woman across from her wasn't a lady from a scholarly family, she was still happy to have two such friends.

Seeing Yu Yan showing her rare girlish demeanor, Huanxi also cheered on the side:

"If I tell you that you can't drink these three cups, you'll have to finish this one."

She picked up the wine glass, held it in front of Hongying, looked at her with a smile, and motioned Hongying to drink it.

Hongying looked at Huanxi who was holding up the wine glass. She seemed unusually cute and innocent tonight. She usually looked like a caring older sister. She took the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. She even turned it over to show that she had finished it.

"The moonlight is beautiful tonight. How about we become sworn sisters?" Yu Yan suggested.

Hongying looked at Huanxi. If they really became sisters, she could still...

Huanxi didn't notice Hongying's thoughts, took a sip of wine and said with a smile:

"I think it's okay. With the heaven and earth as my witnesses, the blessing from the Moon God is excellent, excellent." She followed Yu Yan's conversation and began to speak in an elegant manner herself.

"Hongying, what about you?" Yu Yan asked when she saw Hongying didn't say anything for a long time.

"I agree too."

Huanxi poured wine for the two of them, and the three of them knelt in a row, raising their glasses to the moon. Yuyan was the oldest among them, so she gave a toast.

"The heavens are vast and the earth is thick, the sun and the moon are our witnesses. I, Yu Yan, Zhao Huanxi, and Pang Hongying are sworn sisters today. May our love be as deep and profound as that of sworn sisters, sharing weal and woe. From now on, we sisters will be connected in heart and soul, and will never leave each other, forever."

Huanxi then said to Hongying, "Never leave me, never abandon me, forever."

Then the three of them poured the wine in their cups onto the ground, poured another cup and drank it. This simple ceremony was complete.

Yu Yan turned around and said to the two of them, "Second sister, third sister."

The two of them shouted in unison: "Big sister."

Zhao Huanxi looked at Yu Yan and suddenly remembered that in her previous life, she was already in her thirties and could be the aunt of these two people. It seems that if you stay in a young body for too long, even your thoughts will become young.

A few of them chatted for a while under the moon, and they were all a little drunk. After all, this chrysanthemum yogurt was a strong wine.

Seeing that Hongying and Yuyan were both extremely drunk, Zhao Huanxi quickly ordered Chunliu and Xiahe to help them back to their room to rest.

I rested there feeling a little dizzy and drank the last bit of chrysanthemum yogurt.

She suddenly remembered what Sister Mei had said: What's the point of being sober and restrained all day? Can't you just let me get drunk for once?

She was feeling dizzy from drinking when she saw a person with a beautiful face sitting opposite her, looking at her tenderly.

"Qing Zhao...would you like...a drink?"

Her face flushed, and she looked at Xu Qingzhao with sadness on her face.

(I beg you all...)