"That's good, let's get drunk tonight." An Lan grinned.

"Well, that's what this king thinks."

"Why don't you bring my senior brother or Dusty Smoke?" Changting asked again.

"First, the guest hasn't left yet, and secondly, the palace has just entered the assassin, so it's not good for them to leave Seventh Brother's side."

"How is he? Did you drink a lot of alcohol? Isn't it tiring? Chang Ting frowned, feeling very uneasy.

"Everything else is fine, but I'm really tired for the past two days. The fourth brother tried his best to take the Empress Dowager Dong back to the fiefdom, if it weren't for the prime minister and the ninth uncle trying to check and balance, it would be really difficult......" Zhan Ling sighed.

"......" Changting furrowed his brows and was silent.

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After adding Zhan Ling, Changting made two more dishes, brought them to the gazebo, and drank to the moon.

Zhan Ling and An Lan both like vassal elegance, and when they get together, they either chant poems against each other, or discuss music and chess skills, and their mouths are like a river gushing.

Changting always felt that Zhan Ling didn't seem to be quite right today, and when he was drunk, he couldn't help but open his mouth, "Do you have something on your mind today?" How is it so good? ”

An Lan drank with a drunken face, and also raised his eyes to look, "They are all good brothers, and you are not allowed to hide things if you have something." ”

Zhan Ling pondered for a long time before he opened his mouth with a sigh, "Recently, I have indeed encountered some troubles, and I have hidden them hard, but I still have traces......

Changting and An Lan quickly glanced at each other, and couldn't wait to ask: "Tell me what worries and listen, the two of us must have ideas to solve your worries." ”

Zhan Ling shook his head slowly, and let out a long sigh, "It's hard to put it into words......"

An Lan couldn't sit still, turned to the stone bench next to him and sat down, full of curiosity, "It's been a long night, how many words can't be said, hurry up." ”

"It's about the same as you." Zhan Ling drank all the wine in the wine glass in one gulp, his brows full of sorrow.

The two looked at each other in amazement, and then the gossip heart was completely boiling.

"Are you out of love? Who is the other party? Do we recognize each other? You're hiding deep enough! Changting was surprised.

"What kind of love is lost, just like An Lan, you can't pursue it, and you can't lose it if you want to." Zhan Ling's expression was gloomy.

The autumn breeze blew coldly, but the three people in the pavilion didn't notice it.

"Oh my God, it's really the same end of the world, why should we have known each other when we meet! Unexpectedly, the two of us are actually people with the same disease! Who is the woman? Is she also a heroine? How long have you been chasing? What is her attitude towards you? How much hope do you have? An Lan's eyes were shining, and the questions were endless.

"Second Senior Brother, don't interrupt, let him speak slowly. Do you think that all men's tastes are the same, you like the heroines of the rivers and lakes, and all the men in this world have to like the heroines of the rivers and lakes! Chang Ting glanced at An Lan and hurriedly urged Zhan Ling, "Hurry up and tell me what's going on." It is said that the three stinkers have beaten Zhuge Liang and will definitely be able to solve it smoothly. ”

"Senior sister, who is Zhuge Liang? How often do I hear strange names popping out of your mouth? An Lan was puzzled and looked at Changting.

Chang Ting rolled his eyes at him, "Second Senior Brother, can you focus more?" Can you just stop asking about these idle things that have nothing to do with business? Zhuge Liang is my friend, my former friend! ”

(Feiqiong in the sky, after all, the love of the world is thin.) also crossed again, the jade dragon returned, and the flowers shook down. The clouds break through the forest and add far away, and the moon is close to the layered pavilion at the corner of the house. Remember the young man and the horse to go to Han Lu and set off Dongguo. The low-flowered trees reflect the small makeup building, and the spring is a little sad. The spring clouds on the city cover the garden wall, and the river pavilion is quiet and beautiful in the evening. The forest flowers are wet with rain and rouge, and the water wattle is long and green. The new army of Longwu was stationed deeply, and the Furong Palace burned incense. When will this money be, temporarily drunk next to the beautiful woman Jinse. Haruhata Chunsheng. A spring breeze blows and the wine wakes up. It's not like the end of the world. Roll up poplar flowers like snowflakes. The clouds on the southwest moon are scattered, and the threshold is cool. Lotus is fragrant. The wind on the water surface comes and the wine wakes up. The old man left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. The lonely sail is far away and the blue sky is endless, and only the Yangtze River skyline can be seen. Three gates cross the beach, and six take the waves. The stone frightened tiger rises, and the water-like dragon lingers. He is ashamed of Qilise, which makes me want to hang the rod. The cold cicada is poignant, the long pavilion is late, and the showers are at the beginning of the break. The capital tent has no clue, nostalgia, and Lan Zhou urges. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide. Amorous parting since ancient times, it can be even more cold to the Qingqiu Festival! Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. There are thousands of styles, and who is in the small courtyard of the garden is excellent, and loves to teach the officials. After the rain, the two birds come to occupy the bamboo, and the butterfly looks for flowers in the depths of autumn. Call people to sweep the wall and open Wu paintings, and leave guests in Linxuan to try Yue tea. Ye Xing gradually became more and less official, just like in the mountain home that day. Tear down the tung flowers, sparse the rain, wash and clear. Zhengyan apricot burns the forest, the peach embroiders the field, and the fragrant scenery is like a screen. Allure the city, look for victory, and suddenly carve the saddle out of the suburbs. The wind warms the strings and crisp pipes, and thousands of families compete to play new sounds. Yingying, fighting grass and stepping green. People are glamorous, and they are welcomed. To the side of the road, the hairpin falls, and the pearls are vertical and horizontal. Joy, to the beautiful land, the letter is exhausted and the jade mountain is poured. but the Ming Dynasty Yongri)

"Your friend? Before entering Sanssouci Valley again? You really don't make people worry, no wonder the emperor wants to send people to watch your every move all the time. An Lan pouted.

"Zhan Ling, speak quickly!" Chang Ting didn't plan to look at him anymore, and looked at Zhan Ling.

Zhan Ling raised his hand and scratched his hair, and after hesitating slightly, he said slowly, "She is an official prostitute, and we are ......."

"What...... What the?! An Lan was stunned.

Chang Ting did the same, staring at Zhan Ling incredulously, interrupting him, "Official prostitute? You're talking about ......"

"She is different from ordinary women in Qinglou, she only sells her art and does not sell herself. She ......"

Before Zhan Ling finished speaking, Chang Ting's face darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said word by word: "Zhan Ling, do you usually go there?" ”

Zhan Ling frowned and hurriedly explained, "Where do you want to go!" This king was just by chance once, and he was dragged by the ministers of the court to listen to the music, which is not at all what you two think. ”

"Does it sound good? Why don't you take me to hear about it later! An Lan was so excited that he smiled and walked over.

Chang Ting rolled his eyes, "Second Senior Brother, can you be more solemn?" Can you not listen to the wind or the rain? ”

"This king can take you there, but I'm afraid you won't dare." Zhan Ling squinted at An Lan, a slight sneer on the corner of his lips.

"What's not to dare to do? The young master has grown so big, he has never been afraid of anything! An Lan patted his chest and shouted loudly.

"The most famous thing about the Linnan Anjia is the clan rules, especially in teaching the eldest grandson, I heard that the methods are extremely cruel and harsh, are you sure you want to go?" Zhan Ling smiled maliciously.

(To be continued.) )