No ruthless husband, the only way to think is to give up first, Fan Yan scattered all the rewards in exchange for a very luxurious banquet, in order to please Fan Jijiao.

And the feast was held in his house. His house is quite spacious, with a total of three entrances, but he has lived for more than 20 years, and it has not been repaired for a long time, everything is old, and it is very poor and simple, but the banquet living room of Yan has been deliberately arranged. The cranked and cracked stone floor was covered with wool blankets, and twelve tables of fine mahogany were placed, and all the dishes, cups and chopsticks were new. During the banquet, the delicacies are like flowing water, and the singing and dancing beauties accompany the wine, and the scene is very luxurious.

Fan Jishu sat on the first seat, holding his legs and hands, sitting in a lazy and casual posture. He has a majestic posture, a majestic figure, and a strong muscles due to his perennial riding and shooting. At this moment, he smiled and took a glass of wine handed by the beauty beside him and drank it.

After the empty cup, Fan Yan hurriedly got up and filled it again. In fact, if it is about seniority, Fan Yan is regarded as Fan Ji's elder, but he is a broken person, and in the face of the great lineage, he is naturally low-headed, so he naturally ignores it.

When Fan Mo poured the wine, Fan Ji picked up a brand-new silver-wrapped jade chopstick on the table, knocked twice on the gilded agate cup, and pointed to the banquet hall with the tip of the chopsticks, and asked Fan Mo with interest: "In this battle with Xianyu, you have made meritorious efforts to give money, which can be described as rich." Since you are poor, why don't you use this money to replace a new house, add slaves and maids, and enjoy some wealth, why waste your possessions on this feast? ”

Fan Mo filled the wine glass, slowly pushed it forward with both hands, and replied with a smile: "But my subordinates feel that this money is worth it." ”

"Oh?" Fan Ji raised his eyebrows slightly.

Fan Yan smiled and asked a question: "My lord, you went to the banquet today, are you satisfied with the food and drink?" ”

Fan Jishu looked at Fan Miao, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and replied with a smile: "Well, it's okay." ”

Fan Yan asked again: "Are you satisfied with the singing and dancing and the beauty?" Before Fan Ji's words fell, the beauty sitting beside Fan Jizhu leaned on Fan Ji's shoulder, looking at her with silky eyes, and it was difficult to say "no" with that delicate appearance. Therefore, Fan Ji threw his arms around the beauty's slender waist and said, "Naturally, I am satisfied." ”

Fan Yan then replied: "If there is an adult's words, it will be worth it." ”

Fan Ji shot a smile but did not speak.

Fan Yan continued: "As long as you can make adults happy, don't talk about money, even if you want to be contemptuous, you will be willing to be contempt." ”

Fan Ji shot an "oh" again, sat up slightly straight, and looked at Fan Yan with a smile: "You have to think about it before you talk about it." ”

Fan replied: "This is indeed the truth of contempt." ”

Fan Jichu suddenly slammed the table, and the sound was so loud that it was shocking.

The dance and music stopped abruptly, and the beauty shrank to the side in fright, bowing her head and holding her breath; The gentlemen also stopped talking, and they all stopped talking in annoyance, and looked at the chief seat. And they were all afraid of him.

At this time, Fan Yan had no fear on his face, and sat solemnly.

Fan Ji stared at Fan Ji fiercely, the corners of his mouth were pressed downward, his eyes were as cold as a wolf in the snow, and he seemed to be about to tear the person in front of him apart in the next moment: "Ask you one last time, have you thought about it?" ”

Fan Mo solemnly bowed his head and said: "It's the truth, don't think about it anymore." ”

There was a heavy "bang", and there was an extra dagger on the table. The two sides of the dagger were sharp and shiny, glowing with a faint cold light.

"Then you, do it." Fan Ji shot his tone and said with a half-smirk.

"If it's what the adults want, then—" Fan said without hesitation, grabbing the dagger on the table and stabbing himself in the chest.

Fan is gambling.

He was a ruthless man, a ruthless man of low status. He didn't have a chance to be cruel to others for the time being, so he could only be a little more ruthless to himself. The dagger had entered his chest, and the red blood brush stained the placket of his plain clothes. The dagger was cold and sharp, and the pain of opening the flesh for a moment made his pupils widen.

At this moment, Fan Ji shot and grabbed his wrist: "Kidding with you, how can you take it seriously!" ”

Fan Mo really wanted to die, but he just pretended to be a gesture and told Fan Ji to shoot his obedience with his actions, so at this moment he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Flesh wounds in winter, as long as the bleeding stops, it's not a big deal. No matter what he thought in his heart, he said with a trembling mouth: "The words of the adults are taken seriously by the subordinates. ”

Fan Jishu looked a little moved, called the doctor to bandage it, and said: "You and I are of the same clan, why should you be so unfamiliar with it." ”

Fan Yan didn't dare to really count according to his generation: "His subordinates are just a son of a small sect, and he doesn't dare to make a mistake in front of the big sect's descendants." The small sect is dominated by the large sect, and the subordinates are also dominated by you, so call you the lord in vain. ”

The banquet was about to end, and Fan Ji told Fan to recuperate from his injuries and prepare to get up and go back. Fan Yan said: "The lord and stay and sit for a while, and there is a surprise for the lord." ”

It's really strange that Fan Ji shoots at this moment. Anyway, he didn't miss this for a while, so he sat back first: "What name?" ”

Fan said honestly and palely: "A beauty." ”

"Beauty?" Fan Jichu smiled, as if he didn't believe it: "This is also a surprise?" ”

Fan scorned his head: "Count." ”

Fan Jiji asked, "How beautiful?" ”

Fan Yan said sincerely: "The most beautiful thing I have seen in my life is stunning. ”

Fan Jishu still didn't believe it, pointed at Shi Mei and smiled: "That's because you don't have knowledge." ”

Fan said contemptuously: "Why don't you see the lord first?" ”

Fan Ji saw that his words were convincing, and his interest was also suspended, the men in this world, one is counted as one, and he always has a lot of fantasies and expectations for stunning beauties, so he waved his sleeves: "Then let's take a look." ”

Shi Mei glanced at the people below.

The two boys in front of the door pushed the two doors open from the inside. At this moment, there was snow outside the house, and when the door opened, a cold wind poured into the house. Originally, the house was full of charcoal fire, and the warmth was melting, and suddenly the cold wind poured in, and a group of people who were full of wine and food, and red faces and ears were all excited.

There was a bell hanging in the house, and it was jingling in the wind. The voice was crisp and quiet, if it was far away or near, it seemed unreal. The candles in the inner room were lit, and snowflakes could be seen flying in the light. With the ringing of golden bells, a graceful figure slowly appeared. She stood outside the door, at the junction of the light and the night. The candle flame trembled in the wind, and the light and darkness sprinkled on her, outlining her graceful figure with a hazy shadow.

As soon as this woman came out, the room was quiet.

Fan Ji's body slowly straightened up, and there was a tendency to lean forward. He stared aggressively at the woman outside the door, like a jackal staring at a rabbit.

The music sounded, and the tune was warm and bright, not like the sound of the Central Plains. Fan Ji will return from Xianyu, and as soon as the music sounds, he knows that this song is the music of Xianyu. He raised his eyebrows, and his interest intensified. Xianyu is a branch of Bai Di and is a barbarian. Although the barbarians are not civilized, the women's customs are far greater than those of the Central Plains. The taste of fire, as long as you taste it once, the rest of the people are as light as water.

Fan Yan looked at Fan Ji's expression sideways, hooked the corners of his lips and smiled. This woman was not easy to get, and when the other party withdrew his troops, he led people to snatch them back from the hands of Xianyu's guards, and he lost dozens of lives.

Xianyu Nu stepped into the inner room to the sound of music, she was wearing a big skirt and small pointed boots, it was a fiery carmine, her black hair was scattered behind her, the ends of her hair were slightly curled, and a few thin braids on both sides of her forehead hung down, revealing the unique heat and wildness of the Rong people. She held a drum in her hand, raised it to the side of her face, and smiled in the direction of Fan Ji's shot, her amber eyes seemed to be born with hooks, and just one glance made people fascinated.

The heart should be stringed, the hands should be drummed, and the slender waist and red skirt should be danced. Dan's lips smiled and the sun swayed, and the waist was red and swirling. After a song, the room was amazed and sighed.

Fan Ji leaned forward with one elbow on the table, his eyes lingered on Xian Yunu's body, and then hooked his hand at her: "You, come here." ”

Xian Yu Nu glanced at Fan Yan inquiringly, and there seemed to be words hidden in her eyes. Fan looked back at it with a thin smile and nodded slightly. She straightened her eyes, bit the tip of her tongue secretly, and stepped forward with a smile.

Approaching, Fan Jishu pointed to the seat next to him and ordered, "Sit." ”

Xianyu sat down obediently, but the seat was a little too far. Fan Jishu dragged him with his arm and forcefully hugged the person into his arms.

Xianyu Nu seemed to be startled and let out a scream. She had just finished dancing, her breath was still unsteady, she was panting slightly, her chest was up and down, her cheeks were also red, and the faint fragrance came out of her neck due to fine sweat. Fan Ji leaned on the side of her neck and sniffed it fiercely, and praised: "Fragrant." ”

That night, in Fan Miao's house, Fan Jishu took Xian Yu Nu as his own. After a few clouds and rains, he was very satisfied, and then he remembered that he hadn't asked her name yet. At this time, Xian Yu Nu turned her back to him, and some slightly curly green silk was stuck to the sweaty snow-white shoulders, which was a bit of bewitching beauty. Fan Jiji wrapped his arms around her from behind, put his chin on her shoulder collarbone, and whispered, "What's your name?" ”

Fan Jizhu couldn't see Xian Yunu's face, nor could he see her expression.

Extreme hatred, extreme humiliation, extreme resentment. and, extreme forbearance. She had an agate rope tied around her wrist, and the Fresh Girl stared at it as if that was the source of her support.

When Fan Jizhu asked her name, she closed her eyes, and after a long time, she said, "Cheap concubine, nameless." ”

"It's a human being, how can it be nameless?"

She suppressed the strong emotions that were about to erupt, her fingers clenched the quilt, and she choked up with a slight chok: "The previous name is not good, I don't want it anymore." She suddenly turned over and buried her face in Fan Ji's chest, as if she was angry: "The concubine belongs to the adult, the adult should give me a new name." ”

Fan Ji thought it was funny, picked up a strand of her hair and sniffed it between her nose: "It smells so good." Your skin is as white as snow, and your eyes are like amber. ”

"Then it's called, Shepper."