He said: "However, if one day, the Liao and Song dynasties are weak and the other are strong, and he has the blood of the royal families of the Liao and Song dynasties, which is the best bargaining chip." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Mao Anyi didn't quite understand the deep meaning of this, he opened his mouth, and was about to ask: "Master Zhan, what ......do you mean by this?"

Before the word "solution" could be finished, hurried footsteps could be heard outside the hall. The four of them turned their heads, only to see a man dressed as a small man trotting in with a letter.

Zhan Xiaoyi raised his eyebrows, as if he was a little unhappy. In fact, when these little servants were in Liao, they also came and went in such a hurry and were very arrogant. But perhaps after staying in the Song Kingdom for a long time, he found that most of their servants in the Yin Shi family here also looked calm and relaxed. As a result, I became more and more dissatisfied with the servants brought over in Daliao.

saw that the little guy ran to Zhan Xiaoyi, panting, and handed over the letter.

Zhan Xiaoyi took it and took it for a closer look, stunned.

After a quick and repeated confirmation, he couldn't help but laugh.

Mao Anyi asked curiously: "Master Zhan, but what is the good thing?" ”

Zhan Xiaoyi replied with a smile: "It's gratifying, it's just ...... What do you Song people say when you have a saying? He thought for a moment and said, "Just as I wanted to doze off, someone brought a pillow." ”

With that, he handed the letterhead to Mao Anyi.

Mao Anyi hurriedly took it with both hands and read it carefully.

For a moment, he was puzzled: "The trick of Ma Qiu wine...... Bidding? What is a Tender? ”

"It doesn't matter what he is, it's related to Ma Qiu wine, and it's a letter from Babao Teahouse, that's enough."

……

The moon is hazy, the water is hazy.

Listening to the shore of Moon Lake, the coolness of the cold wind blowing has made people can't help but shiver.

On the wild grass by the lake, a thin layer of frost was faintly spread.

In the Leaf Pavilion, a hollow stove made of copper and iron was added in the middle of the pavilion, and a warm charcoal fire was heated.

Le Langpan sat on the edge of the stove, drinking wine and reading a book.

It is still a grape-made wine.

Chai Chen, as usual, leaned his back against the pillar and sat cross-legged next to "her".

He also drank wine, but it was a horse wine.

A violent and spicy sensation filled his mouth, and Chai Chen took a deep breath.

At this time, the Leaf Pavilion, the smell of fragrant grass in midsummer and the smell of dead wood in late autumn have long been gone.

Only the taste of frost.

Chai Chen also discovered for the first time, it turns out that frost and snow also have a taste.

The smell of frost and snow, faint, mixed with the spicy taste of horse fur wine, he felt that the drunkenness brought some sober and indescribable beauty.

"Lelin?"

He called softly.

Unconsciously, Le Lang has become accustomed to Chai Chen appearing by his side from time to time, and I don't know when he is used to calling himself "Le Lin".

"Huh?"

"Won't you try this horse fur?" Chai Chen added a cup to "her" and put it on the coffee table next to "her".

Le Lang said without looking back: "I tasted it early in the morning." ”

Chai Chen was also accustomed to "her" specious alienation, and said: "I was really careless, I actually forgot that Babao Teahouse is your family's property, and the class has an axe, which makes you laugh." ”

Le Lang put down the "Bianjing Magazine" in his hand, took the wine glass handed over by Chai Chen, and drank it slowly.

He was not choked like Chai Chen, but enjoyed the wild and unrestrained touch.

Chai Chen looked at "her" very intoxicated, and his heart softened.

This is a rare expression of "Lelin" when she is obsessed with something. He really wished that he could have some spell that could quickly draw this rare moment of tenderness.

After a while, Le Lang said leisurely: "I tasted it a long time ago." ”

"Oh? Isn't this a new wine invented by Brother Ling and Ah Jue together? ”

Le Lang shook his head, looking at the horizon in the distance with empty eyes.

His thoughts seemed to drift as far as the edge of Tingyue Lake.

"This is the wine that my father invented."

Le Lang said this, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a smile.

Chai Chen looked sideways, and the person in front of him looked up at the clouds, and the clear moonlight was reflected in the eyes of the autumn water. His heart throbbed for no reason, and he was stunned as if he had fallen into a demon.

After a long time, he came back to his senses and asked softly, "Your father...... What kind of man is he? ”

Le Lang was silent.

Chai Chen was not embarrassed, and asked again: "I heard that fathers will love their daughters more, and he must be very good to you." ”

Le Lang nodded, and he was silent for a while before he said, "It's a pity that I haven't understood him very well." ”

Chai Chen didn't want him to grieve too much, so he diverted the topic and asked, "Are you reading "Bianjing Magazine"? ”

"Hmm."

"Any thoughts?"

Le Lang supported the small coffee table next to him with his elbows, held his cheeks, stared at Chai Chen and said, "There is someone, you have to pull it over." ”

"Mr. Treant?"

Le Lang shook his head and sneered: "This person is not worth mentioning. ”

Chai Chen suddenly became interested, and asked with a smile: "That...... Who is it? ”

"Hosuke."

……