Section 2 Bai 38: The song is wrong Zhou Langgu

Brother Wu Changcheng was the first to reflect, staring at the dozens of horses in the distance, and said secretly in his heart: The evil gate has been in the past two days, and the city gate is really a vegetable market! Guan Yan, we can't stop it, what are you!

This Luoyang City is currently here to say that in addition to the emperor, Guan Yan is the biggest, and while Guan Yan is at the gate of the city, he is not vigorously performing! Brother Cheng greeted: "Everyone get on the horse and stop the comer!" With that, Brother Cheng turned over and rode towards the crowd with weapons and weapons. οΌˆοΌ‰ | (viii)

"Whoever comes is stationed on the horse!" Fifty steps away from Guan Yan, the city gate guard stopped the group of people: "Who are you?" Can you know that horses are not allowed to ride within a hundred feet of the city gate? "As Brother Cheng, who is a protΓ©gΓ©, he still knows a lot about the system of the imperial court.

Because there was still some distance apart, Guan Yan could see that there should be two young people leading the way opposite, one in a red robe and black armor, very heroic; One person does not need to be white-faced, and he wears a green robe, which is very elegant; More than a dozen people in the back were all dressed in black robes, and they should be the guards of the two young men. Sure enough, as soon as he heard the doorman's inquiry, one of the young men in the green robe slapped out of the horse and said aloud with a smile on his face: "This lord, I am from the south, I don't know the rules of the capital, and I still look at Haihan!" With that, the green-robed young man took out two silver ingots from his waist and handed them forward: "A little meaning, give the adults and the brothers some water and wine!" ”

This kid is quite sensible! This was Brother Cheng's first thought, but as soon as he glanced at Guan Yan not far behind him, Brother Cheng's face became serious again: "I am the uncle of Luoyang, and I will not lose any point from the imperial court, and if I shouldn't take it, I will definitely not take any more points!" ”

These words were righteous and awe-inspiring, and the guards who had followed them for many years were dumbfounded.

The green-robed young man on the opposite side was also stunned for a moment, it seems that this kind of situation is also rare. The young man was also clever, and he quickly regained a smile on his face: "Then I don't know what Lord Menbo is going to do?" ”

"According to the Han law, the rod should be punished for twenty, and the horses will be confiscated!" Brother Cheng glanced at Guan Yan again, and looked at the young man in front of him expressionlessly.

Another black-armored young man couldn't bear it anymore, and came to Brother Menbo Cheng in two steps: "This lord, I also stayed in Luoyang with my father for a while, you are making trouble everywhere, I'm afraid it will be difficult to see each other in the future!" ”

Half soft and half hard, with a little threat, what my old Cheng is waiting for is your words, no matter how powerful your father is more powerful than Guan Yan? Come on, it's better to fight with me, it's good to hurt me, I can't bear the child can't trap the wolf, how can I get into the eyes of the hussar general if I don't give up a few pieces of meat?

Thinking of this, Brother Cheng's face turned pale, and he shook the weapon in his hand: "I don't care who your father is, this official only speaks according to the Han law, are you subduing the law or resisting the law?" ”

Resist the ...... Resist the ...... Resist the ...... Brother Cheng muttered silently in his heart, as long as there is movement on the other side, he is always ready to do a big job.

The face of the black-armored young man slowly darkened: "Guan Hussar set foot on the Deyang Hall for the righteousness of the country, although I can't compare, but today I will ride a horse to step on your cool official's body!" With that, he shook the spear in his hand and wanted to rush towards Brother Menbocheng.

Brother Cheng was also excited in his heart: My future depends on you! Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and wanted to raise his knife to meet it.

A battle is just around the corner!

But Guan Yan, the only spectator of this battle, silently turned his horse's head and strolled towards the city.

"That gentleman, please stay!" The young man in the green shirt suddenly waved his hand and shouted, and hurriedly patted his horse and walked towards Guan Yan.

In fact, when Brother Menbo Cheng was talking to them, the young man in green shirt was quite thoughtful, and his eyes always glanced at Guan Yan not far away, coupled with Guan Yan's peerless divine horse sitting and the tower-like guard Dian Wei on the side, the young man in green shirt expected that Guan Yan was not an ordinary person.

At this time, he is about to have a conflict with the doorman, and the conflict will definitely do more harm than good, but this doorman seems to be soft and hard, and if you want to avoid conflict, you can only turn to this "gentleman" for help!

"Sir, please stay!" The young man in the green shirt shouted again, sat down, and the yellow horse had already run in front of Guan Yan.

Seeing someone coming, Dian Wei had already blocked Guan Yan sideways, and his nine-foot height and huge body blocked Guan Yan tightly.

"Boy, what's the matter?" Dian Wei asked in a loud voice.

The young man in green shirt looked at the big man and smiled awkwardly: "I have something to do with the gentleman behind you!" ”

As soon as he said this casually, how could Dian Wei get out of the way, just when Dian Wei was about to step forward to drive away the young man in green shirts, Guan Yan spoke: "Old Dian! ”

Dian Wei understood, turned the horse's head, and slowly walked to the side.

Guan Yan lightly clamped the horse's belly, and the absolute shadow took a few steps forward to the young man in the green shirt: "This little brother, what is the matter?" ”

Only then did the young man in the green shirt see Guan Yan's appearance clearly: Guan Yan traveled today, only wearing a gray robe, but there was a faint auspicious cloud embroidery on it, and it could be seen that this gray robe was worth a lot of money; On the top of the bun and head, an ivory hairpin is inserted diagonally, looking leisurely and self-determined.

After looking at it, the young man in the green shirt arched his hand and said: "Mr. Xiao Kezhi must be an extraordinary person, and now my two brothers are in this difficult situation here, please ask Mr. to solve the problem!" ”

The kid is quite discerning, Guan Yan smiled slightly: "Little brother, how do you know that I can solve the problem?" Even if I can solve the problem, why should I help you? ”

The young man in the green shirt was still a little younger, and his face was red when he was choked by Guan Yan's words, although he saw that Guan Yan's identity was extraordinary with his wisdom, but after all, he was too young and lacked experience in dealing with it. At this time, he could only bite the bullet and say: "If Mr. can help, Zhou Yu is very grateful!" ”

If it doesn't hurt or itch like this, this young man who calls himself Zhou Yu feels that he can't convince himself. But unexpectedly, this sentence shocked Guan Yan.

"Sir...... Mr? ”

"Huh?" Guan Yan woke up and looked at the young man in front of him, Zhou Yu? There are many people with the same name in the world, and they have to be tempted, how to tempt? Alas, Zhou Yu...... Zhou Yu...... Zhou Lang, that's right!

Guan Yan took a long breath and calmed down: "I once heard a friend of Lujiang say: The song is wrong Zhou Lang Gu, I am fortunate today, can I listen to Zhou Lang's song?" ”

Zhou Yu smiled slightly, didn't speak, just took out a pocket piccolo about the length of his index finger from his sleeve, then put it to his mouth, took a light breath, and played. The music of a thousand years turns back to the intestines, rippling a thousand ripples; A melodious flute is like crying, tactfully turning into the curve of the sea. The beautiful and elegant sound of the flute lingers in the ears, as if a freehand picture is laid out in front of you.

While he was about to fight, he was quietly enjoying the sound of the flute, Brother Cheng was afraid of disturbing Guan Yan's Yaxing and didn't dare to make a move, and the black-armored young general naturally wanted to calm down.

Outside the east gate of Luoyang, everything that was originally noisy seemed to be stilled in the sound of this flute.