After the feast, a few hours later, I ate midnight dumplings to welcome all the gods into my home, and then the most important item of the New Year - the New Year. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Everyone has their own law-abiding, men like to eat and drink to spend the night, women like to touch cards to drive away sleepiness, children can't stay up after all, sleep for a while and play for a while, girls and boys also give the masters a holiday tonight, visit each other, and also get together to eat and drink and play cards and gossip, in short, tonight's Anyuan Houfu is brightly lit and noisy, this excitement is only in the New Year.

Lan Yi also wanted to join in the fun, but she had something in her heart, she politely refused the invitation of the concubines and didn't go to play cards, and pulled the public to return to Yilan Yuan, the thief obviously hit the shoulder well for himself, and he disappeared in a hurry to go back to the public and Tuo, Lan Yi felt that someone helped him.

Suddenly remembered Uncle Quan.

Lan Yi leaned on the kang table, holding his cheek in contemplation.

Gong Tuo sat cross-legged across from her, listening to her analysis, and suddenly lost his words, so he poked her head with his fingers: "Hey, what do you want?"

Lan Yi was still contemplating: "I want Uncle Quan." ”

Gong Tuo slapped his palm on the kang table, which shocked Lan Yi's elbows numb, and saw him jump like thunder and said: "You said that you want to be excusable for the white horse and the west wind, but that guy looks good, you said that Uncle Quan is uplifting, you are really old and young." ”

Lan Yi's sudden anger at him was so frightened that his heart was beating like a drum, but it didn't show it on his face, he continued to hold his cheeks with his hands, and said lightly: "When I was a child, the fortune teller said that I was Kefu, you see that we have been married for so long and you are still alive, which shows two things. ”

Gong Chuan Tuo was angry with her first half of the sentence, but aroused her interest in the second half of the sentence, and asked, "Which two points?"

Lan Yi pinched his fingers and said: "One, or if your life is hard, I won't die." Second, or you are not my destined marriage at all, with my fox Lanyi's appearance, how could I marry a demon king like you. ”

Gong Zhituo was angry again: "You and I are married to Ming Media." ”

Lan Yi said disdainfully: "Wu Dalang is also married to Pan Jinlian." ”

Gongyu Tuo knew that he couldn't say anything about her, and suddenly remembered something, and smiled: "If you really have the ability of Kefu, you should have married you to the emperor in the first place." ”

Lan Yi was stunned for a moment, and looked at the grass and trees, there was no girl on the ground, so she was slightly relieved, and smiled meaningfully: "It's not too late now, marry me to the emperor and kill him, and you can take his country without blood." ”

Gong Yi Tuo was a joke, and when he saw that she took it seriously, he hurriedly explained: "It's just fun for the New Year." ”

Lan Yi looked at the candle flame in front of him: "I'm serious. ”

Gong Tuo laughed: "Don't take it seriously." ”

Lan Yi's eyebrows drooped, and he looked distracted: "When will Master Hou be able to talk to me seriously, like when I was in the ancestral hall." ”

For a while, Gong Yituo was silent, but when he spoke again, he said: "I told you that we are leaving, not crazy, not angry, not lying, we ...... And leave. ”

In the last half of the sentence, he seemed to have exhausted the strength of his life, for him, the sword against his neck had never been so afraid, but to reconcile with Lan Yi, it was like splitting his five horses.

Bringing up the old things again, Lan Yi felt that people were really serious, and said: "Since Hou Ye is not for Wei Shenyu, not for Nian Nu'er, or for Qilin, Hou Ye has to give me a reason." ”

Mentioning the unicorn, the heavy heart of the public lost Tuo couldn't help but laugh again, this little woman, with a seven-trick exquisite heart, told her that she would not succeed, only bluntly said: "The hatred of the public loss family must be completed by me, and then it will be bloody and bloody, you are innocent, you should not wade into this troubled water." ”

Lan Yi'an couldn't move at this thought, looking at him, but he avoided Lan Yi's gaze, Lan Yi stretched out his hand to straighten his face and said seriously: "What Wei Shenyu, what Nian Nu'er, what Qilin, I am all angry, in fact, I thought that you wanted to reconcile with me for this matter, and I also knew that it would be in vain to persuade you to give up revenge." ”

Gong Tuo couldn't help it, grabbed her hand and kissed it on the back of his hand, and said, "I'm a man." ”

Lan Yi didn't pull back, and he continued to kiss: "So I want to share the ups and downs with you." ”

Gong Tuo raised his eyebrows, rejoiced like honey, soaked his body and mind, and deliberately scolded: "This matter has nothing to do with you." ”

Lan Yi suddenly found that there were a few gray hairs hidden in his sideburns, at the age when he was less than thirty years old, the early birth of Huafa only showed how heavy his mind was, thinking about the public loss measures that he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, thinking about the public loss of idleness, thinking about the men in the fourth room who swept the snow in front of the door, Lan Yi said angrily: "Why is this matter only related to you, I see that the entire Hou Mansion is muddy." ”

Gong Chuan Tuo grabbed her hand and dipped it in the tea in his cup in front of her, and slowly wrote the three words An Yuanhou on the kang table, and said: "An Yuanhou is a hereditary replacement, so many men from the public loser have not sat in this position, this is my fate and my mission." ”

Lan Yi retorted: "It's not that the old marquis is your father, and the marquis of the son's hereditary father, as it should be." ”

Gong Tuo kept his waist: "My eldest brother didn't sit on it either." ”

After speaking, I found that I was speechless, the corners of my mouth twitched, and I was a little embarrassed.

Lan Yi smiled lightly: "Don't think I don't know, uncle, it's your own brother, right?"

Gong Tsukuto tacitly admitted everything.

Lan Yi is really curious, Gong Yi was born as a Jinshi, although he doesn't know martial arts, whether he takes revenge or revenge, or recaptures the country, he uses strategy, fights, and hands it over to the soldiers, why did he not have a hereditary marquis at the beginning, and now he has become the son of the eldest lord. ”

Although Lan Yi had a strange mind about the public loss measures, the public lost and refused to tell him, and it was useless to ask, so he transferred to the thief, she said: "When I came out of the ancestral hall that day, I found that Uncle Quan was very worried, you said that he was just an old servant who was responsible for guarding the ancestral hall, and he didn't worry about food or clothing, and the masters treated him well, what was he worried about?" And tonight, the thief was clearly for me to hold, and suddenly disappeared, someone must have helped him, and everyone was setting off fireworks, only Uncle Quan guarded the ancestral hall day and night, and I didn't find a third person at that time, Uncle Quan is very familiar with the terrain near the ancestral hall, easy to hide, except for him, there is no one else. ”

Gong Tuo patiently listened to her analysis, and then said solemnly: "Uncle Quan has been in my family all his life, he will not die for that thief, but I plan to give him a pension as a filial son and grandson." ”

Lan Yi looked at him a little anxious, and said, "It is said that the country is easy to change and difficult to change, but what about Master Hou?"

The public transport extension is stunned...... Although he has a bold temperament, he was humble and polite at the beginning, but now he is like a scoundrel in the market, not to avoid Yu Wenyou's suspicion and frame-up, over time, his personality has really changed a lot, so, Lan Yi said so, he knocked his fingers on the kang table danglingly, not believing, but also suspicious: "Then call Uncle Quan to ask." ”