Li Yanei ran all the way to the county office, and the old man Geng, who was on duty at the door, saw that it was the young master who returned, and flattered him to meet him, took the reins of the horse, and wanted to talk about a few words, but he turned around and turned around, and the person had already entered the mansion door, snorted lightly, and muttered: "Look at you like a bear, you are dragging it, not eating with a mouthful, Lao Tzu bird?" ”

Rub and rub......

Five or six young yacha ran out of the door, and more than a dozen steps jumped down in one step, and there was no sound of landing, only the waist knife made a clanging bump sound, which echoed leisurely, and lasted for a long time, but the person had long disappeared into the darkness.

"Hurry a ball, go home and collect the body?" Old man Geng cursed in a low voice.

He turned around and sat back in the doorman's room, took a cigarette from the door, pressed the tobacco leaf, and lit a bubble with the flame of the candle.

suddenly

The noisy footsteps came from far to near, and in an instant they were outside the door, and the old man was so frightened that he looked out of the window, only to see more than a dozen of the most elite yacha in the county lined up neatly, and one of them slapped the door knocker and shouted: "Old Gengtou, open the door quickly." ”

Old man Geng threw away the cigarette pouch at random, kicked his head and stumbled out, and responded in his mouth: "Hey, hey, come, come." ”

As soon as the door opened, before he could ask a word, his back was pushed hard, he staggered out of the door, turned around angrily, and when he saw the person clearly, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Yanei, it's so late and it's a ......."

No one listens to his nonsense.

Old man Geng looked at the backs of the yachas: "It's really a scourge." ”

"Really?"

The sound came almost close to the old man's ears, and he groaned and sat down on the ground.

"Hahahaha, don't call it Yanai anymore, it will be called Tongju in the future, of course, if you want to call it a scourge, no one can stop it, but I'm afraid your tongue will never see teeth again."

"Don't dare, don't dare, little old man doesn't dare, master spares his life, I know it's wrong." Old man Geng knelt on the ground and kowtowed, just begging this yin and yang weird master to let him go.

Yanggu County knows that Li Zhixian is not terrible, what is terrible is that this master, a pair of eyes that can penetrate people's hearts, everyone who sees it is afraid.

The person who knows what others are most afraid of is the most terrifying person, and this master is such a person.

"Do you know the punishment of skinning? First bury the person in the soil, cut a cross from the top of the head, grab the hair and pull it hard, tear it hard, lift the scalp three inches, and then pour mercury into the wound, mercury do you know? You must not know, it is a very expensive thing, a highly toxic thing, it will seep into the skin and muscles, and slowly flow down, like countless sharp knives, cutting the flesh inch by inch, the tortured person will often shake the body in pain, but the more he struggles, the faster the mercury flows, and after a while, the whole person will break away from the skin, crawling out of the pit "naked", and the flesh and blood are blurred......"

"Ahh

As he spoke, the master approached Old Man Geng and suddenly grabbed his hair.

Old man Geng wailed and was scared to death, and the master sneered and entered the mansion with his back hand.

…………

The flames of Ximen's Mansion soared into the sky, and countless torches lit the night red, and the cries were endless.

In the adjacent courtyard, Huafu Neiben sang and laughed, Li Yan talked with all the scholars very happily, and after the atmosphere was up, he sang seven or eight popular songs from his previous life.

For a while, they were shocked that such an easy-to-understand word with a beautiful melody could be so pleasant to the ear, which was something they could never have dreamed of.

Li Bei'er's adoring eyes did not leave Li Yan from beginning to end, but Li Yan proposed to play a drinking order in order to let her blend into the atmosphere.

In Jue'an's memory, there are many kinds of wine orders, among which the flying flower order is the most popular among literati.

Li Yan turned the wine urn upside down, struck it with chopsticks, used it as a drum, and passed it with a large bowl as a flower ball.

The leading scholar recommended himself as the commander, and everyone was meaningless, and five people who were full of poetry and books were selected as guest representatives to fight against Li Yan and others.

Li Yan looked around left and right and asked with a smile, "Who should fight?" ”

Song San smeared oil on his mouth and said: "I'll let them go together in a fight, just recite poetry, I only know three out of ten miles." ”

Daylilies and Huanxi also waved their hands again and again, and Li Yan had no choice but to say to Li Bei'er: "It seems that our life and death are all pinned on you." ”

Li Bei'er also waved his hand and said: "No, no, how dare I be ugly in front of you, you can go yourself." ”

Li Yan pulled her to stand in the middle of the circle and said, "It's okay, play games, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, just be happy." ”

Li Bei'er stood timidly in the crowd, her face flushed, but this feeling made her feel that she was no longer a vase to be fiddled with, but a man who could get along with the literati, wasn't this what she dreamed of trying.

"Can you recite your own poems?" Li Bei'er asked the commander softly.

"Yes, yes, as long as there is rhyme and rhythm, the artistic conception is beautiful, why not." The leading scholar said politely.

Li Yan tapped the wine urn and said, "Start?" ”

The sound of knock knock sounded, the porcelain bowl passed among the six people, Li Yan was blindfolded, and he couldn't make it bad, so he could only stop the drum beat at will.

"No one collects Huadian commission"

The leading scholar said: "Okay, it's a long hateful song, please continue." ”

Xuancao pouted and looked at Li Bei'er, jealous, and said to Huanxi beside her: "Isn't it just a poem with flowers, it's not very difficult, I can also say more than a dozen sentences." ”

Huanxi covered her mouth and smiled: "What do you little girl know, this flying flower order is gradually increasing in difficulty, the first person sings the first word is a poem of flowers, to the second person is the second word is a flower, the third person is the third word is a flower, seven words for a round, so reciprocating, is it difficult?" ”

Daylily snorted and didn't speak.

Knock knock knock......

"The flowers are getting more and more charming."

The leading scholar said: "Brother He, this is also a poem by Mr. Drunken Yin, continue." ”

Knock knock knock......

Li Yan stopped tapping, took off his mask, and saw that it was not Li Bei'er, but he was a little disappointed.

The scholar held the porcelain bowl in his hand and said: "Since the first two brothers both used Mr. Drunken Songs, I will follow, and the spring river flowers will face the autumn moonlit night." ”

The leading scholar said: "The spring river flowers are facing the autumn moonlit night, and they often take the wine and pour it alone, and the pipa leads and continues." ”

Knock knock knock......

Li Bei'er happened to take the porcelain bowl, the drum beat stopped, turned his head suspiciously, and saw Li Yan looking at himself with a wicked smile, the black cloth on his eyes was no longer there, and he immediately realized that this was deliberately tricked, glared at him fiercely with those charming eyes, and said: "There is no good intention to use all the plum blossoms." ”

The leading scholar said: "This ...... I don't know this poem, can you say a few more words? ”

Li Bei'er said: "This is what I talk about on weekdays. In the snow every year, often insert plum blossoms to get drunk, and there is no good intention to smash all the plum blossoms. Win a full coat of tears. ”

The leading scholar touched his chin and pondered, and said, "The song card is Qingpingle, you can, continue." ”

Li Yan blindfolded, didn't dare to continue to be bad, and had to coax himself to make this girl angry.

Knock knock knock......

After a round, the flying flower order started from the first word, and then stopped in Li Bei'er's hand, and she blurted out: "Flowers float by themselves." ”

Li Yan smiled in his heart, this poem that he knew was a talented woman Li Qingzhao.

Unexpectedly, the leading scholar asked, "Can you say a few more words?" ”

Li Yan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly ripped off the black cloth, saying in his heart, no!

Sure enough, Li Bei'er said: "This is also my own nonsense, the flowers float and the water flows freely." One lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart. ”

The leading scholar tasted the product carefully and said: "Good words, cut the plum of the song card, continue." ”

After saying that, they waited for a while, and seeing that the drums couldn't sound, everyone looked at Li Yan suspiciously.

And Li Yan looked at Li Bei'er in shock, this poem is one of the few poems he can memorize, I remember that the author is Li Qingzhao, a talented woman in the Song Dynasty, why did Li Bei'er say that he created it, could it be plagiarized by Li Qingzhao? Still is......

Historical events are always confusing, and when you are in them, you will inevitably feel illusory, what is the truth, Li Yan can't help but be curious.

"What's wrong with Simon Mansion?" Song San stood up and looked at the sky illuminated by torches.

A commotion came from next door, Li Yan came back to his senses, protected Li Bei'er behind him, and his heart tightened, he wouldn't be exposed so soon, come and arrest himself.