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Lifeless. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everything is lifeless.

Occasionally, distantly, faintly, intermittently, one or two, sobbing, low, thin, even dripping, like a rare little winter rain in the southern alleys.

Are you crying for the emperor?

Perhaps!

Ouchi's three gates were still closed, equally lifeless, and there was not even a guard to guard the gates.

"Alas, I'm really in a daze, why did I come here, the saint is far away!"

At this moment, in this situation, Sipin suddenly realized that the funeral of the saint should be held in Jiaoshan, Yunzhou.

"Holy Lord, please accept the courtier's worship."

He fell to the ground and kowtowed a few times, and it rang straight.

A few days later, everyone in the world knew that the crown prince Yelu Longxu succeeded to the throne, assisted by the ministers Han Derang and Yelu Xian, and the military affairs were finally decided by Empress Xiao.

Ah Mi is still Ah Mi You, or the details of the four products, continue to bathe in the grace of the ancestors, and it is still the same.

Within a few days, a few wisps of sorrow in my heart were swept away, bland and boring as usual.

"Lord...... Host...... Ah, the master...... Man, what ...... That...... That ......"

On this day, Sipin Shenyin was drinking idle wine in the study, and the doorkeeper stammered and stammered and ran in, and his wrinkled little face like a jujube pit didn't know whether it was because of excitement or nervousness or some other reason, it was already swollen like a shiny purple eggplant.

"That'...... That...... Then you ballball, get out of here, knock on the door and come in! ”

For a while, our drinker suddenly became sad, it was the kind of sadness that he didn't meet with great talent, such a descendant of Shulu who can be literate, martial and drink, why would he fall like this, the gatekeeper turned out to be a stammer.

"The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name. In the past, King Chen feasted peacefully, and fought wine for ten thousand years. What is the owner's words, he has to sell the right gentleman. Five-flowered horses, daughters and daughters, Hu'er will exchange for fine wine, and sell eternal sorrow with you. ”

This is his favorite, and the only half of the poem that he memorizes so well.

"Lord...... Host...... Host...... Ah, master, let's ...... We...... Ah, it's our family...... Also...... Also ...... No, there's no five-flower...... Horses, horses, horses. ”

I thought I was really going to change the wine, and I was so anxious that I stuttered even more.

"You know the! Get lost...... Get out of here......"

Bosom friends are hard to find, and I am even more worried, so I tilt my neck and pour it with wine.

The wine had just been poured over the throat, and I couldn't swallow it anymore, and faintly, someone was singing, getting closer and closer.

"You don't see the water of the Yellow River coming up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. You don't see the sad white hair of Gao Tang Mingjing, and the morning is like green silk turning into snow at dusk. Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and my daughter will come back when I am gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle for pleasure will require 300 cups of drink. Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will enter the wine, and the cup will not stop. Sing a song with you, please listen to it for me. The bells and drums are not expensive enough, but I hope that I will not wake up after being drunk for a long time. The ancient sages were all lonely, and only the drinker left his name......"

Before the song fell, a gray shadow had already floated in, landing on the ground, silently, which is called encountering a ghost during the day.

"Ah, you...... You...... You ......"

The gatekeeper was stunned, and Harazi flowed straight out of the corners of his mouth, and he didn't know how to wipe it with his sleeve.

"Ah, you, you, you......"

Sipin Shenyin was even more shocked that he couldn't touch the north, and let the big wine gourd hang for a long time, flowing outward, flowing straight all over his face, and the pair of small slitted eyes would not blink.

Who's coming?

It turned out to be him!