Wu Heng was very irritable, because the same thing was lost to him very badly, and it is not an exaggeration to describe his misery as miserable.

So he really wants to know what Wu Zheng will do now, or he really wants to know how Wu Zheng can win?

In the right minister's house, the winter sun is as precious as gold, a brocade couch was moved to a red plum tree in the garden by four maids dressed in satin, the sun shines from the flowers and falls on the brocade couch, countless spots of light are like butterflies dancing with the swaying of flower branches.

Linghu Deshuo sat on the brocade couch and meditated on the old god, and there was a simple incense burner in front of him, and the lit spices in it turned into green smoke and flew from the furnace like a spiritual snake, winding up in front of his old man.

His old man has been meditating here for nearly two hours, and he is pitiful for the maid who is waiting there, although she looks good in silk and satin, and she is not inferior to the rich sister, but this is winter! In the cold wind, they shivered one by one, and some of them were not frozen, and even their lips were purple and looked like water ghosts.

With a refreshing sound of the bowl, the last wisp of cigarette smoke in the incense burner flew into the air, making Hu Deshuo finally open his eyes, and the four maids who were about to freeze to death were busy again.

A beautifully carved brazier was lifted up by the two of them, the quails that had been handled, the barbecue utensils, the two brocade stools and a large chair covered with bearskin, the four seemingly weak maids had arranged these things in a very short time.

Linghu Deshuo stretched his limbs, let out a long groan of comfort, and when he saw the quails prepared by the maids, he rubbed his hands and couldn't wait to jump off the brocade couch.

With the four waiting girls to carry down the brocade couch and disappear, for them to come to this difficult one is finally over.

Outside the moon gate of the garden, with the long rain corridor walking far through a rockery and forest, and then passing through the triple courtyard gate, a steward of the prime minister's mansion rushed here.

Wu Hengyuan and Lou Chengzhi are waiting here.

"Xiangye has finished meditating, and he specially sent to invite the two gentlemen over."

Hearing the steward's words, Wu Hengyuan sat down with the pillar on the side very unhappily, bent down and beat his legs that were already numb.

Lou Chengzhi glanced at him, but he smiled and said, "Let Brother Lou see it." ”

Lou Chengzhi smiled: "In two years, I will definitely be like Brother Wu, and Brother Wu will have to be merciful then!" ”

"Okay, since Xiangye is already waiting for us, let's hurry up!"

When the two of them came to Linghu Deshuo, although they were respectfully leaning over to greet Linghu Boss, the focus of their eyes was not on his old man's body, but on the two brocade stools that looked so cute.

There is no way to go too deep, plus these two guys are a lot of age and when they stand for two, what they want to do most when they come from afar is naturally to quickly find a stool and sit down first.

For the two of them, the most sucking thing in the Prime Minister's Mansion has never been the endless roasted quail that makes Fox Deshuo emerge, but the two brocade stools that can comfortably make people moan.

"Sit down! It's all old brothers, don't be so polite, let's try how the quail pickled by Chunniang tastes this time. ”

As soon as the two of them sat down, they skillfully got their quail, and tacitly placed it on the brazier to maintain a pleasant distance from Linghu Deshuo's quail.

Linghu Deshuo said: "Listen to Chunniang, you two have something to do with the old man?" Whatever it is! You don't have to hide it. ”

Lou Chengzhi and Wu Hengyuan glanced at each other from the corner of their eyes, and then Lou Chengzhi picked up the quail and said while roasting: "I don't know if Xiangye has listened, but now there are bandits in this mountain." ”

Linghu Deshuo said casually: "Really? Bandits again? Didn't the bandits on this mountain be exterminated by our Majesty? Why did it come out again? ”

"Xiangye doesn't know?"

Linghu Deshuo smiled: "Do you think the old man seems to know?" ”

The two didn't know how to answer for a while, and then they heard Linghu Deshuo say again: "Do you know where it came from?" ”

Wu Hengyuan hurriedly said: "I heard that it was recruited by the Pei family in Luoshui Town." ”

"The Pei family in Luoshui Town? How many? ”

"Two thousand three hundred people, the leader is called Pei He, and the person is nicknamed Pei Da Scar in the Northwest Blood."

Linghu Deshuo looked at his quail, picked up the brush and brushed a little oil on it, and said casually while brushing: "Northwest blood clouds, this bandit is too unparticular and vulgar." But isn't this Pei He in Beidaying? This thousands of miles to the mountains came to the bandits, and the horse bandits became bandits? He's playing with this stuff too? ”

"Xiangye means to send him back?" Wu Hengyuan tried to ask.

Linghu Deshuo's movements paused for a moment, and then he smiled and said: "It's not easy for this group of horse bandits to come all the way, but what kind of moths did his Pei family come up with this time?" ”

Both of them shook their heads, although the Pei family also has children who have entered the military court, but they pay attention to the medical heirlooms, and they rarely quarrel with others, but they are loyal to the Prime Minister's Mansion, so the Prime Minister's Mansion usually doesn't pay much attention to his Pei family.

It's just that now that the Pei family has suddenly finished such a move, it is really a little unprepared!

"You don't know? Two thousand three hundred horse bandits suddenly killed in Kunshan, and the old lady of his Pei family didn't talk to the two of you in advance? ”

Wu Hengyuan said: "I mentioned it, but it was just that the children of his Pei family wanted to give him a birthday, but the Jiangjia side didn't let him go, so he wanted to secretly run back to congratulate him on his birthday." But when that old man came to me before, he didn't come to celebrate his birthday with 2,000 people at once! ”

Linghu Deshuo threw the quail that was about to be roasted into the brazier, regretting that it was already a little late when he wanted to pick up the quail again, and the quail that had been roasted just right was burned by the fire, and the quail was completely roasted.

Linghu Deshuo looked at the quail in the fire and couldn't help but sigh: "The older this person is, the more courageous he becomes, but this Pei family does the opposite!" Could it be that he, Pei Jing, found the elixir, and began to be old and young? ”

Coming here, Ling Hu Deshuo couldn't help but subconsciously brushed a strand of green silk in his white hair, this strand of green silk should have just grown, looking at the surprised eyes of Lou Chengzhi and Wu Hengyuan, he knew that this strand of green silk was also the first time he had seen it.

Both of them couldn't help but secretly say in their hearts, could it be that this quail still has the effect of rejuvenating old age?

Lou Chengzhi was a little embarrassed and said: "Dare to ask Xiangye, then this matter ......"

Linghu Deshuo smiled coldly: "Since Pei Jing and his grandsons are here to celebrate his birthday, then we can't refute the face of other people's old birthday stars." Keep it! The old man came to see what his Pei family wanted to do. ”

After the discussion, the two left, but this time they each packed a quail back, which was a rare thing that had not happened in decades.

Linghu Deshuo finished eating the last bite of quail with silver chopsticks, and then beckoned to Nie Chunniang behind him and said, "Go and ask what the group of bandits of the Pei family want to do." ”

Nie Chunniang said with a smile: "Xiangye, the slave maid has actually inquired a long time ago. ”

Ling Hu Deshuo looked back at her in surprise: "Really?" So why didn't you just now? ”

Nie Chunniang smiled: "Xiangye didn't ask, the slave dares." ”

Linghu Deshuo smiled slightly: "Then you can now." 166 Reading Network