This made Li Shimin anxious, and he wanted to trade one for one with me.

Liu Ruyan's eyes shone brightly like stars in the night sky as she asked, "May I ask, Sanlang, who wrote this masterpiece that will last for ages?"

The bird in the cage laments that Guan Yu cannot be Zhang Fei.

The couplet not only includes the two historical figures Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, but also other people and a story.

The bird refers to Liu Bei, and the cage represents Longzhong, the place where Liu Bei visited Zhuge Liang three times to invite him to join his cause.

At the same time, the literal meaning can be interpreted in another way.

When she came over, she had read the first line of the couplet countless times, savoring it more and more, unable to put it down.

"Myself." Cheng Jun pointed to himself, and seeing the distrust in Liu Ruyan's eyes, he hesitated for two seconds before saying:

"One day I saw a servant walking his bird in the yard. The bird was flapping its wings and flying around in the cage, but it couldn't fly out of the cage no matter what. That made me think of this first line of a couplet: 'The bird is in the cage, it hates that Guan Yu can't fly like Zhang Fei!'"

"..."

Liu Ruyan was stunned. If he wasn't bragging, she would never have believed it. How could an absolute masterpiece be created like this?

This is absolutely impossible!

Liu Ruyan asked in surprise, "Then you also wrote the second line?"

"Not bad!"

Cheng Jun said while drinking.

Liu Ruyan pursed her lips: "I'm increasingly eager to know the content of the second line."

“Then so be it. I’ll use the second line of the couplet as the prize, but…” Cheng Jun tilted his head and looked at her, asking, “What do you want to use as the prize?”

Liu Ruyan countered, "What does Sanlang want me to use as a prize?"

Cheng Jun pondered for a moment and said, "Since it's our first meeting, I can't ask for too much. How about you pay for our meal?"

"puff!"

Cheng Chumo suddenly burst out laughing.

Cheng Jun glanced at Cheng Chumo, pretending nothing had happened, then looked at Liu Ruyan and asked, "What do you think?"

Liu Ruyan was somewhat surprised. She was prepared for Cheng Jun to make excessive demands and had thought of a polite way to refuse, but she did not expect that Cheng Jun was not lustful at all!

She simply offered to treat everyone to the meal.

"Is Sanlang really serious?"

Liu Ruyan asked uncertainly.

Cheng Jun solemnly replied, "A word spoken cannot be taken back."

Liu Ruyan stared intently at him, her eyes captivating, and said, "Third Master is indeed a gentleman. In that case, I'll go fetch the wine right away..."

"Wait a minute."

Cheng Jun stopped her and said with a smile, "Miss Ruyan, I think that directly competing in drinking is not only unrefined, but also easy to harm your health. How about we have a drinking contest instead?"

"Handheld?"

Liu Ruyan pondered the word.

She knew "hand talk" was another name for a game of Go, but could it be used like that when drinking?

"Can you play games while drinking? This is the first time I've ever heard of such a thing. Please, Sanlang, teach me how to play games while drinking?"

Liu Ruyan asked curiously.

Cheng Jun explained, "It's very simple. You tell me how much you can drink, and I'll tell you how much I can drink."

Liu Ruyan frowned and said, "Then you can just say any number."

Cheng Jun laughed and said, "So the winner has to drink. If he can't finish it, the loser can turn the tables and win."

"I see..." Liu Ruyan suddenly realized, then hesitated and said, "It is simple, but wouldn't this way of drinking be too monotonous?"

Cheng Jun explained, "But this way we can get the results quickly. Don't you want to know how I came up with the matching line?"

Liu Ruyan was somewhat tempted and said, "I really can't wait to know, shall we begin?"

"can."

Cheng Jun said seriously, "You go first."

"..."

Liu Ruyan's smile froze.

Should I go first?

Am I doomed to lose?

She couldn't help but say, "Shouldn't we write numbers down on paper?"

Cheng Jun said with some regret, "That's true."

"..."

Liu Ruyan vaguely sensed that Cheng Jun seemed somewhat unwilling, but then thought she might be mistaken and smiled gracefully, saying, "This servant will go and fetch paper and pen."

She got up and left, exiting the private room.

Cheng Chumo immediately moved closer to Cheng Jun, gave him a thumbs-up, and said admiringly, "You're really something, Third Brother! You actually wanted Ruyan to pay for us!"

"However, I think you might be in trouble this time."

Cheng Jun was taken aback. "What do you mean?"

Cheng Chumo said seriously, "This young lady Ruyan can really drink!"

Cheng Jun's expression changed as he asked, "She can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?"

If you can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, then you might really be in trouble this time.

Cheng Chumo thought for a moment and said, "I don't know if she can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. I only know that two years ago, ten playboys went to Leyun Tower to compete with her in drinking. In the end, they all got completely drunk, but she didn't change her expression at all."

"Blow it, right?"

Cheng Jun didn't believe it.

"I don't know about that. In short, I think if you underestimate her, the second line might not be guaranteed."

After Cheng Chumo finished speaking, he felt that it was a bit of a blow to him, so he comforted him, "But it's okay, at worst we can wait for our father to redeem us, and we just won't come next time!"

"makes sense......"

Cheng Jun gave a perfunctory reply, then stroked his chin and lowered his head to think. Although he had somewhat underestimated Liu Ruyan's drinking capacity, it didn't mean that she was guaranteed to win.

No matter what, he was a transmigrator, and he had trained his alcohol tolerance in his previous life. He could handle a few cups of baijiu (Chinese liquor) without getting drunk. There was no reason why this less than 10-degree liquor from the Tang Dynasty could get him drunk.

Crunch!

At this moment, Liu Ruyan, carrying a tray in her hands, pushed open the door and walked in.

"Sanlang, I've brought you paper and pen."

Cheng Jun nodded slightly. "Then let's begin."

Liu Ruyan knelt opposite Cheng Jun, her slender, soft, white hands placing the writing brush, ink, and paper from the tray onto the table, and asked in a melodious voice:

"Before we begin, I would like to ask for clarification, and I would also like to ask you, Sanlang, whether we are counting by the number of cups or by the number of jars?"

Cheng Jun glanced at the wine jar. The jar wasn't very big. He roughly estimated that one jar of wine was about the amount of two cans of beer.

"Let's go by the number of jars."

"Sanlang is a guest, so I will obey Sanlang's orders."

Liu Ruyan rose gracefully, walked to the table near the wall, sat down, spread out the paper on the table, looked up and smiled, "Shall I begin writing?"

"Write it."

Cheng Jun lowered his head, picked up his pen, and began to write.

A few seconds later, the two of them stopped writing at the same time.

Cheng Chumo sat to the side watching curiously. He noticed that on the table in front of Liu Ruyan, there were papers folded in half and placed there.

On the table in front of Cheng Jun, the papers were rolled up.

"How much did Sanlang write?"

Liu Ruyan asked.

Cheng Jun picked up the paper and slowly unfurled it like a scroll.

The paper was opened halfway, revealing the number nine.

"It seems I have won."

Liu Ruyan revealed a warm smile, unfolded the folded paper, and revealed the words inside.

The paper read "Twenty-five".

"I wrote down twenty-five jars."

At this moment, Liu Ruyan suddenly noticed that Cheng Jun's hand holding the paper started moving again.

The paper slowly unfurled once more like a scroll.

Behind a gap of two fingers, in front of the number nine, another number appears.

ten!

"nineteen!?"

Liu Ruyan was taken aback for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes crinkling with a smile as she said, "Sanlang, twenty-five to nineteen, there's a six more..."

Before he could finish speaking, Cheng Jun suddenly opened the scroll-like paper again with his palm.

This time, there's another number before the number nineteen!

two!

Twenty-nine?!

Liu Ruyan's smile froze instantly.

Cheng Jun smiled gently and kindly, "You flatter me."

After saying that, he crumpled the paper in his hand into a ball and threw it at Cheng Chumo's feet.

Cheng Chumo picked it up curiously, looked down and opened the paper to take a look.

On the paper, before the number twenty-nine, there was a "one"... one hundred and twenty-nine?

Cheng Chumo instantly understood why Cheng Jun had thrown the paper at his feet. Without changing his expression, he crumpled the paper into a ball and stuffed it into the inside of his rhinoceros horn belt.

Liu Ruyan came to her senses and did not notice Cheng Chumo's little actions. She sighed and said, "I am willing to accept defeat. I will pay for Sanlang's meal today."

call......

Cheng Jun and Cheng Chumo both breathed a sigh of relief.

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