Time alternates in sunrise and sunset, and in the blink of an eye, it has been more than a month since I first arrived in Chang'an.

A clear morning.

Xiahou An took Xu Chu out, and the destination was to go to Situ Wang Yun's house.

Today is a special day.

Old Situ was fifty-three years old.

Xia Houan took the opportunity of the holiday to join in the fun.

A year ago, also at Wang Yun's birthday banquet, Boss Cao stepped forward and stabbed Dong with a knife, although the assassination failed, Cao Cao's reputation soared.

When he arrived at the gate of Situ's mansion, Xiahou An was stopped by the servant guarding the door because he had no invitation.

"I'm the son of Taishi, you dare to stop me?"

Xiahou An raised his eyebrows, glanced at the servant with his eyes, and came to Zhangkou.

Not to mention, there is really a bit of arrogance of a gentleman.

The servant was really frightened by Xiahou'an's momentum, and when he heard that it was Taishi Yizi, how could he dare to stop him, his legs and stomach were trembling, and he hurriedly let Xiahou'an enter the mansion.

Xiahou An stepped over the threshold of Situ Mansion and strode in.

In Situ's mansion, it was far from being as lively as expected, and there were many fewer people who came to congratulate Wang Yun on his birthday than expected.

In Xiahou'an's view, Wang Yun is also ranked as the third duke, born and a famous family in the state, with his connections, a birthday, not to mention the flow of people, at least it has to be full of friends.

As a result, along the way, there were very few guests to meet.

It wasn't until I was about to arrive at the main hall that I heard laughter from inside.

"Cai Zhonglang, I heard that you have a new musical instrument, and I can't put it down. Why don't you take this opportunity to play a game, or celebrate Situ Gong's birthday? ”

"This discussion is very good, Cai Zhonglang is not only a Confucian master, but also a first-class in the world, today, we have ears!"

"This ......"

"Cai Zhonglang, on such a happy day, you won't give Situ Gong face!"

Everyone in the hall said a word, and easily forced Cai Yong to a place where there was no way out.

Cai Yong is not good at arguing with lips and tongues,

Under the repeated pressure of everyone, he had to respond: "Since the princes want to hear it, the old decay will be ugly." ”

Soon, there was a long erhu sound in the hall, complaining, desolate, wisps, and the voice was whimpering, like crying and complaining.

Xiahou settled down, couldn't help but close his eyes, and immersed himself.

From the sound of the erhu, he could hear that Cai Yong had really put in hard work and effort these days. Just by studying on his own, he can find out to this point, Cai Yong's mastery of music and rhythm is indeed worthy of everyone's words.

However, the princes in the hall did not buy it and accused one after another.

"Cai Zhonglang, on such a festive day, but you play such sad music, don't you want to curse Situ Gong to die?"

When Cai Yong heard this, he immediately stopped playing, and expressed a little guilt: "I am ashamed of my old decay, and I have not been able to understand how to turn sadness into joy." ”

"Then you should have explained it earlier, I don't think Situ Gong will blame you, you made the atmosphere so sad, I don't know, I thought the house was doing nothing!"

"Cai Zhonglang, you really went too far!"

The little old man was speechless in the midst of everyone's accusations, and he was very aggrieved.

But he doesn't say.

"Who says it can't play upbeat tracks?"

Outside the hall, Xiahou An's figure appeared.

Old man Cai is such a good person, show his old face to perform for you, the performance was proposed by you, and now you are still here with yin and yang weirdness, so old man Cai has a good temper, change to himself, and he has already started with them.

Cai Yong has the grace to take in Xiahou'an.

So today, Xia Houan will definitely stand up for Cai Yong.

As for why these people deliberately make it difficult and squeeze out, you don't need to think about it to know that it must be because Cai Yong is respected and favored by Dong Zhuo, they are red and jealous, and they don't say it on the surface, but secretly they brand Cai Yong as Dong Zhuo's henchmen, and deliberately take the opportunity to bully.

Boyang!

Seeing Xiahou An standing up for himself, Cai Yong's emotions came up, and his eyes turned red in an instant.

"Who are you who dare to trespass on Situ's mansion?"

A man in a brown brocade robe in the hall suddenly got up, looked at the strange young man outside the hall, and asked loudly with a gloomy face, as if he would send Xiahou An to prison for questioning.

Cai Yong wanted to come over to introduce, but Xiahou An waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need the little old man to come out to play a round, and he didn't frighten everyone present, and said loudly: "Kid Xiahou'an, now he is in the position of Yu Linlang." I learned about Situ Gong's birthday, so I came to celebrate my birthday! ”

Knowing that Xiahou An was only Yu Linlang's identity, everyone despised a lot in their hearts, and they had never heard of Dong Zhuo's henchmen surnamed Xiahou, so they became even more fearless.

"Bold boy, in Situ Mansion, how can you allow this little Yu Linlang to be presumptuous!"

"Come on, fork this out for me!"

The people in the hall were filled with righteous indignation, and seemed to completely regard Situ Mansion as their own home's territory.

When the soldiers of the Protectorate heard the news, they saw the situation clearly, and they were about to take Xiahou'an.

At the critical moment, Wang Yun, who was sitting on the main seat facing the gate, shouted: "Wait! ”

With Wang Yun's words, the mansions did not dare to act rashly.

Everyone is puzzled by this, could it be that this kid is really a descendant of Wang Yun's family?

Everyone in the hall didn't know Xiahou An, but Wang Yun did.

With only two bowls of wontons, he won Dong Zhuo's favor, and he is good at catering to flattery.

This kid has some doorways.

"It turned out to be Xiahou Langguan, and he couldn't go out to greet him, I'm really ashamed, and I ask Boyang to forgive me." Wang Yun took the initiative to put down his identity, and said with a smile like an elder, which was enough to give face.

Everyone in the hall was surprised by this, they were mixed in the officialdom, Wang Yun's statement was enough to show a problem, that is, this kid has some backgrounds.

Moreover, it is the person who has anything to do with Dong Zhuo!

Wang Yun did not name Xiahou'an's identity, and politely gestured to please: "The person who comes is a guest, Boyang, please sit down!" ”

In contrast, Wang Yun is too good at being a person.

Xiahou An said that he was not in a hurry about this, glanced at the princes in the hall, and arched his hand to Wang Yun: "The kid came in a hurry, and he didn't bring any good gifts, so he wanted to borrow flowers to offer Buddha, temporarily borrow Uncle Cai's huqin, and play a song for Situ Gong, which is considered a birthday gift, and I hope Situ will not dislike it!" ”

It turns out that this kid is Cai Yong's nephew!

But if it is only Cai Yong's nephew, Wang Yun doesn't need to be so polite, there must be a deeper identity.

The minds of everyone present were in a strange way.

At this time, Xiahouan had already taken the erhu in Cai Yong's hand, closed his eyes, pulled the bow pole with his right hand, and pulled it gently.

Different from Cai Yong's grievances and desolation, the effect played by Xia Houan is obviously diametrically opposed.

Cheerful, light!

When the people present listened, they couldn't help but want to close their eyes and listen attentively, and at the moment they closed their eyes, the whole person seemed to be on the vast grassland.

Under the crotch is a majestic BMW, with the rhythm climbing, the speed of the crotch horse also from jogging, galloping up, and even can feel the wind blowing on the face, strong hit on the face.

At the climax of the performance, it was as if there were thousands of horses galloping together, majestic and magnificent, and they themselves seemed to have become one of them, racing forward.

Roar!

When it was high, I suddenly remembered the sound of the tiger's roar!

The erhu sound stopped abruptly.

Xiahou An opened his eyes and lowered his head.

The string is broken.