Noble son of the poor family (135)

Feng Hai clapped his hands, and the man in black behind the pillar flashed out.

San Lang came over with a smile and said with a smile: "What is the old man doing clapping his hands?

Feng Hai nodded and smiled meaninglessly, "Yes! You're so welcome. ”

As if he didn't understand the subtext in the words, Saburo looked around: "It's cold outside, let's go and sit in the house, and keep the New Year warm." ”

Feng Hai got up: "Okay, seventy years, you are the first person to take the initiative to accompany me, an old immortal keeper." As he spoke, he really stood up and took the lead to the main courtyard.

San Lang followed with a smile, still carrying a jar of wine in his hand, "This is a good thing." "This wine was brought by Lin Yutong when he gave Mrs. Jiang a New Year's gift. It's her own wine.

The corners of Feng Hai's mouth twitched, and he snorted lightly: "What kind of good thing, it seems that I haven't seen it? Little cub, you really haven't seen the world." ”

San Lang rolled his eyes: "What kind of world? Those famous wines and tribute wines are really not as good as me." You'll know it when you try it. ”

When I entered the main hall, there were already drinks and food on the table.

San Lang sat down, sniffed the wine prepared in the jug, and laughed shamefully: "Take it away! This thing is really not on the same level as mine." ”

Feng Hai nodded slightly, and the little eunuch took the wine jug away.

Saburo opened the wine jar, poured a glass, and drank it himself. Only then did he pour a cup for Feng Hai.

Feng Hai nodded, this is not too stupid, he seems to know the rules. When he smelled the wine, he stretched out his hand to drink it, and the little eunuch on the side hurriedly said, "Don't ...... it," he said, stretching out his hand to stop it.

Saburo looked at it with a smile. Feng Haiyi waved his hand: "Okay, don't be embarrassed." Can he come to the door with a big bottle of wine and poison me?" he snorted softly as he spoke, "If he really has this ability, I, an old immortal, will look up at him a few times." It's okay to be dead, but it's enough to live anyway. ”

"Or say that you're this, old man......" San Lang raised his thumb, "domineering!"

Feng Hai took the wine bowl and drank, "Yes, domineering! Little cub, if the old immortal was born at your time, he would have done a big thing, what else could he do with Yin Shilang? You kid, no! I'm blind and in a good troubled world." ”

What a troubled time?

These words are not human words!

"Right temper!" San Lang smiled, "Old man, let's two of us, it's not a pursuit." If you want to do something as big as yours, you have to be ruthless! You have to be evil! You have to be poisonous! How many special things you have to do to cut off your children and grandchildren! I can't do it, I don't want to live this life without you'...... pride and ambition in the next life."

The little eunuch who was waiting on the side had a green face! Is this a compliment or a curse?

Feng Hai smiled: "Grandson, dare to scold me to my face, you are the first one!"

San Lang laughed and patted his mouth: "I lost my words! I lost my words! If I am not careful, the truth will come out of my mouth." "As he spoke, he poured himself another drink, and took a sip of it.

Feng Hai also stretched out the wine bowl: "It's a pleasure to drink with your grandson!"

San Lang laughed, as long as you were happy for a while.

At this time, He Mao sat opposite Zhang Ge Lao, looking at the sky outside from time to time.

Night, the moment the fireworks burst into the night sky, just like that.

On Chinese New Year's Eve, once night falls, the streets of Jinling are quiet.

Families sit together, and probably the only people walking around the street are the beggars huddled on the side of the street.

The dog is one of the wandering beggars in the city. The night wind rose, and the snow fell again, and he shrank his shoulders in the cold, and moved in the direction of the city gate. Originally, he was under the roof of a tavern. But it's Chinese New Year's Eve, and it's snowing again, so it must be cold at night. He was afraid that he would freeze to death under someone's roof. The owner of this tavern is actually quite nice. He didn't want to show up at the door of people's homes as a stiff corpse at dawn tomorrow. It's not good, and this is a bad business, and it's even more impossible to do. The owner's family still lives on this tavern. Even if you become a beggar, you have to speak of conscience.

The sound of firecrackers rings in your ears, and when you look up, the fireworks are beautiful! These are all things that only the rich play.

He thought, these rich people are so stupid! We don't pay for this, we have listened to everything we should have listened to, and we have watched what we should have seen.

They spend money, and they have to do something, which is the same as serving us. The more I think about it, the more beautiful it becomes.

I thought in a mess, anyway, I was coaxing myself to play, how happy I was. I relied on this to ward off the cold. With a smile on his face, he easily moved to the doorway of the wall. But why do you think this situation is a little wrong now?

He sniffed, wiped his snot with his sleeve, and looked around again.

Don't really say it, there is no one on this city wall.

He has been asking for food in Jinling for two years, and he has never encountered such a strange thing this year.

If that's the case, he really doesn't dare to stay here for long. I'm afraid that something terrible will happen, and I will accidentally become a ghost who died in vain.

As soon as he was about to take a step, he heard footsteps, and the sound of gentle footsteps was definitely not a person's.

Could it be a change of guard?

That's in the past.

His heart calmed down again, and he silently shrank in the leeward corner and hid. I'm afraid that one of these officials will be in a bad mood, and he won't let himself stay here.

Slowly, there was a bright light, and a group of people trotted over with torches. Under the cover of the torches, the little dog couldn't help but rub his eyes, these people not only didn't wear official clothes, but also looked a little familiar.

Isn't that big man a son from a blacksmith shop? Isn't the one holding a torch in the back the second brother of the bakery? Last time, he gave himself a small piece of baked cake.

Watching these people smoothly go up the city wall, the little dog blinked, when did these people become members of the official family? He shrunk his neck, and felt more and more that the atmosphere was not right tonight.

He cowered here, not daring to move. Immediately afterwards, I heard the cry of the night owl, and in the sound of firecrackers, if I didn't listen carefully, I couldn't really hear it at all.

Immediately after, it seemed that I could hear a sound of gongs and drums in the alley not far away.

He also wondered why he was singing at this time.

Immediately after, I heard the sound of the door opening and closing. He couldn't help but show his head curiously, only to feel that the street was quiet, but there were people shaking constantly.

And when he had gone out, he saw forty or fifty men coming out of the alley, each with a hammer in his hand, and a stick, and an axe, heading toward the city.

"Boy, you're still young, don't get involved. Hurry home. Don't run around tonight. As he spoke, an uncle lifted his collar and put it aside.

The little dog looked at the person who was walking away and involuntarily followed. With so many people, he was not afraid, but he was afraid that something would happen to the city wall.

He took his dog-beating stick and followed behind the crowd. Then I just felt that the number of people seemed to be increasing. At the mouth of each alley, dozens of people, more than a dozen, will come out and join them.

At first, there was still the sound of firecrackers in the city, but as more and more people came, the footsteps became louder and louder, and the city seemed to fall into a dead silence all of a sudden. There was no sound but footsteps. There was no other light except the torches.

His heart was beating with a puff, not because he was tired of running, but because he was excited by some kind of premonition.

When he was drenched in sweat, covered with snow, and didn't feel cold, the person in front suddenly stopped. They were surrounding a house. He knew that this house was Feng Hai's house.

Everyone said that Feng Hai was an old monster who ate children. He didn't know where the person who was in the opposite direction of them had just been, but he believed that it had always been a big man he couldn't even think of.

He clenched the dog-beating stick in his hand, like a warrior trying to subdue demons.

At this time, Feng Hai, who was demonized, listened to the report of the man in black, and the expression on his face did not change, only looking at San Lang and smiling.

San Lang smiled and said to the man in black: "Say it! Who else can I leak my secrets with?"

As soon as the black-clothed man raised his hand, a sword was placed on Saburo's neck.

San Lang is now half-drunk, and he really has a bit of wine to make people brave. I saw that he knocked the sword lightly, and laughed shamefully: "Who are you scaring for? Who are you scaring about? When you are the third master, I have never seen a murderer and beheaded? Boy, have you only seen a few? I have really seen your third master, that knife goes down, and the head is gurgling." The blood came out, and it was hot. As he spoke, he pushed away the arm of the man in black and looked at Feng Hai: "Old immortal, surrender and submit." Come back with me, to my house. Let me tell you, I'm a person, I don't have other skills, but I'm very popular. When it comes to the emperor and queen, no, it's the emperor who is also our own uncle and gives us face. The peddlers and pawns on the street, and the turtle bustard in the brothel are all on good terms with us. I said if I can make sure you're okay, I'm really fine. The two of us have to be free, drink together, and scold our mother together. You scold me for being a turtle grandson, and I scold you for being old and immortal. As he spoke, he staggered over, took Feng Hai's hand and said, "I could have quietly surrounded you, but didn't I come? How many soldiers can you hide in this house? How many dead soldiers can you have? Let me tell you, the people outside are all ordinary people, if you really start a killing spree, you really can't be reincarnated as a human being." You say, you don't want to be a man again, let's be a serious man. married a good wife and gave birth to a litter of sons. When you get old, there are a lot of sons and grandchildren, and some people ask you to scold your turtle grandson. Think about the day, and think about you now. Hei Qi, you know, they are also eunuchs, but they are obedient early, they have wives and sons. also mixed up a knighthood for his son. Look at you again, what do you have when you get old? Or go back with me and ask the queen mother to prescribe some medicine for you, and maybe you can hold a big fat boy next year. ”