Shen Gui returned to the main hall, took a closer look at the three wine jars placed on the table, and found that one of the jars had an inconspicuous ink stain on the mud seal. Shen Gui secretly sighed, although this Yan Qinghong was a prodigal wreck, he did not have the self-control that a prince should have, but whether it was a personal escort or a housekeeper, he was a first-class good hand.

Shen Gui looked around and found that he didn't know when, the cups and saucers that had been placed in front of the old beggar were in disarray, and they had already been replaced with new ones, along with the cloth. At this time, on the table, there are several kinds of dried fruit preserves, as well as exquisite wine vessels of different shapes and sizes. As high as the bronze wine bottle of the ancestors, as low as the white porcelain bowl of ordinary people's homes; It is as expensive as the whole carved jade luminous cup, and there is a green pine leaf pattern rhino horn cup. Although Shen Gui couldn't tell whether it was true or false, he also felt that it was an eye-opener.

No matter how good the wine vessel is, it is also used to hold wine. So Shen Gui turned his head and looked around, trying to find a wine partner.

This Yan Qinghong was enjoying the slender jade fingers of the little guy behind him, his eyes were closed, his body shook his head with the strength of the little guy's kneading, and he also opened his mouth from time to time to ask the little guy for some fruits to eat. It seems that he is more than half drunk, but it is inconvenient to disturb him at this time.

looked at the old beggar on the side again, and almost crooked Shen Gui's nose: after the old beggar listened to the little song he ordered with the musician, he shook his head again and again. He stood up and put one foot on the sandalwood chair. I don't know where he took out a pair of bamboo boards, and sang Lotus Fall while playing, and the fans next to him laughed and cheered. On this Huayu continent, most of the famous artists in the southeast and northwest of the three religions and nine streams have come to this green willow building to string the scene. But this is the first time that the fans have seen each other.

Shen Gui shook his head and opened a jar of bud grain burning without dark book ink. This is the home brew sent by the chubby second steward just now. I don't know what the ancestral secret recipe is, this jar of buds is burned, the color is like white water and the wine is spicy, quite like the liquor that Shen Gui once drank.

A clear liquid of wine flowed slowly, falling into a most ordinary white porcelain bowl on the table, Shen Gui dragged the wine bowl and slowly paced to the window. At this time, outside the window is like a thick ink that cannot be dissolved, and there is a round of dusk like a hook, hanging in the air alone, a little bit deserted, and it is a little bit deserted, and Shen Gui, who drinks alone with the moon, looks at the nose sour.

"I don't know where that old lady is now, how she is doing."

The old beggar put down the bamboo board in his hand and took a huqin from the musician. A bow and a string, the sound is tear-jerking. Although Shen Gui didn't know what kind of music card the old beggar was playing, he knew who was thinking in his heart.

"This song is not good, and the people who listen to it are sad." After a song, Yan Qinghong slowly opened his eyes. At this time, there was already some clarity in his eyes, but compared with Yan Qinghong on weekdays, he was more arrogant.

"Men can listen to tunes, shouldn't be like this." With that, he bounced straight up from his chair and strode onto the stage. He picked up the drum hammer that the musician's class had put aside, and pulled down the curtain on the stage with a wave of his arm. Behind this curtain was a four-person tall city tower drum. Although the drum is stained with blood and the drum body is also broken and painted, even if it is placed in the hall of the green willow building of this warbler and swallow, it does not affect the majesty and solemnity brought by this drum itself.

"Brother Xian and I will bring me a glass of wine."

Yan Qinghong's eyes shone brightly, and he begged for a drink from Shen Gui behind him. Hearing this, Shen Gui raised his head and drank half of the cup and handed over the wine bowl.

Yan Qinghong laughed when he saw it, opened his mouth to drink all the residual wine, and waved his hand to smash the blue and white porcelain bowl at his feet. Raise the tambourine hammer again, thundering, and the pride soars straight into the sky.

After a drum stop, he sang:

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!

The two drums are sung:

How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the son!

The three-way drum is sung:

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the son!

Yan Qinghong got drunk on the music stage, and the three-way drum song was undressed, and he was completely sad and tactful about the huqin. Even the pink-headed singers in the hall listened to the tears.

"It's so undressed."

A few crisp applause interrupted everyone's mood. Shen Gui looked up, and at some point, a woman appeared in the corridor leading to the second floor. This woman was red from top to bottom, with thick makeup between her eyebrows and eyes, and she could even reveal a trace of heroic spirit that was difficult to hide.

"When the mood comes, the song has no clothes, but it doesn't matter. The slave family knew that the son was born to the most noble, and he had Wen Taowu slightly added to his body, so he didn't want to seek protection under the wings of others for life. As the woman spoke, the lotus step moved slowly down.

"There is a way that the Son of Heaven is angry, ambushes millions of corpses, and bleeds thousands of miles. This anger is the anger of the heavenly family. And the corpse is ambushed, but I don't know whose husband it is; The one who sheds blood does not know whose house it is. People who are only afraid of anger don't care at all. What do you say, Childe? ”

Yan Qinghong's pride was suddenly half removed, and after being stunned for a while, he vigorously threw out the drumstick in his hand, raised his hand and pointed at the woman who spoke:

"A fireworks woman dares to talk about military affairs? Fifteen years ago, the first Qi king Yan Wu led a vanguard army of 150,000, and when he went south to detain the pass, he was blocked by Yue Haishan, the sword god of Northern Yan Qingmang. Strong, my Uncle Qi Wang, even if he was beheaded by the three swords of the old dog Yue and the three thousand gold armor guards, he did not see the slightest timidity. It was only hateful that the clan supervisor sacrificed the clan order, but the king of Qi forcibly ordered the troops to retreat in front of the battle. If it weren't for this clan order, how could there be a strange army of Guo Xiao, the Marquis of Pingbei, to cut off the retreat of our army. The defeat was like a mountain, and this Guo Xiao followed the vanguard army of the old emperor uncle of King Qi with several light horses, chasing and killing all the way, and only then did he eat my 150,000 good men in Youbei alive! ”

When Yan Qinghong mentioned this, his whole body trembled and he couldn't help himself, tears rolled down his eyes, and he choked up several times and couldn't speak.

"Whose decision was it to send troops to the south? When a martial artist stands in the way, whose decision is it to retreat from the army? What is the reason for such a capricious and contradictory military order? Have you ever thought about it, Childe? These 150,000 Youbei boys, did they die in the hands of Yue Haishan? Or died at the hands of Guo Anshun, the Marquis of Pingbei? Or did he die at the hands of Yan Wu, the king of Qi? Whether you hate or resent, you have to find the right owner first. ”

Although this woman is expressionless, she is dressed in a big red robe to take advantage of her extraordinarily charming and charming, coupled with the coldness of a little disdain in her eyes, together there is a kind of confused and upside-down beauty.

"I ...... I haven't thought about it yet. But you must not blame Uncle Huang, that Yue Haishan is a heavenly spirit vein, and he can win without arranging troops and scheming. And it is said that the imperial uncle returned to Fengjing City for less than a year, and then died of depression, and when he was dying, he remembered the defeat of the East Customs, and he was still lingering on the blood and tears. ”

"Although His Royal Highness Yan Wu, the king of Qi in the first generation, was defeated and died, he left a whole corpse, and he still sent it as a national funeral gift. And the current His Royal Highness the King of Qi is still his only son Yan Fujiu. Look, a defeated King of Qi died of illness, and his heirs inherited his title without being demoted. Now it's even more ridiculous, Yan Fujiu even holds the Taibai Guard of the Inner Army in his hands. I really don't know whether to say that these 150,000 people are my Youbei Erlang or his Beiyan man. This soldier is defeated, and he will die in a different place; But the lord will be defeated, but he can seal his wife and son. You come to comment, which is the reason? ”

After the girl finished speaking, she let out a contemptuous sneer, squinted her eyes, and looked at Yan Qinghong, the second prince of Youbei. At this time, the second prince fell into confusion and pain, and sat on the ground with his hands on his head, bowing his head and speechless.

"This little girl's mouth is tight." As soon as Yan Qinghong got on the stage, the old beggar sat at the table, watching coldly by himself. At this time, seeing Yan Qinghong stunned and speechless, he staggered to the woman with a wine bowl in his hand.

"Don't you think that the wars and disputes since ancient times have been chosen by those emperors, eunuchs and courtiers?"

The girl's eyes widened slightly: "This is funny, it's not their choice, is it still the common people?" ”

The old beggar raised his hand, and the whole bowl of wine was poured on Yan Qinghong, who was sitting on the side. Then he looked at the girl's figure from top to bottom:

"I'm in good shape, but I'm stupid in my head. Hey, I said, ......."

Speaking of this, the old beggar glanced back at Shen Gui, who was eating fresh fruit on the side, and slightly took his gaze with his chin: "This stupid girl, how about buying it back and being your daughter-in-law?" ”

Shen Gui, who had just opened his mouth wide to eat a bunch of grapes, immediately shook his head desperately when he heard this, and spit out a field of grape seeds from his mouth:

"I don't want to be stupid. What's more, not to mention her age, she is still mean. Coupled with this conceited and arrogant nature, if anyone asks her to be a daughter-in-law, wait for the family to be ruined. ”

"I'm too old, why am I old!" When the woman in red heard this, she changed her calm and conceited appearance just now, and shouted towards Shen Gui.

"It's not big, it's not big, you're in your prime. Why don't you look at the one sitting on the ground, who can let you bully casually, and the family conditions are fine. Shen Gui had a comforting tone on his face, and his face was extremely insincere.

"I'm the daughter of a criminal official from the Sect Division, and I don't dare to ask for an ordinary marriage for a long time." The woman suddenly talked about her life experience, and the expression on her face was like a bucket of cold water poured from top to bottom. The mood instantly sank to the bottom, and he lowered his head and stopped talking.

"What's your name?" The old beggar squinted his eyes and asked as he looked at the woman in red who was in a depressed mood.

"My real name is Deng Li'er, and after they came here, they gave it a name, called Hongluan."

"If you don't want to be here, then go to Zhongshan Wangfu to live."

Shen Gui was anxious when he heard it:

"Hey, hey, I said Hanako, make a wish to someone and say your own, don't bring me. What's the matter, just live in our house, I'm here to play today, if I let my grandfather know, the boss will be unhappy, let alone bring back another one. ”

The old beggar pointed to Yan Qinghong, who was relieved and was letting the little guy wipe his face:

"I can't live for a few years. See that slut, these two fools are sooner or later. ”

Shen Gui was sneered when he heard this:

"Although this prodigal is the second oldest in the family, I have never heard of a prince marrying one...... Marry an ordinary woman. ”

Shen Gui, who felt a slight gaffe, didn't dare to look at Hongluan, so he had to laugh at Yan Qinghong. And Hongluan looked at Yan Qinghong, who was stunned, and couldn't hold back a smile on his face.

"In the future, stop using these little tricks to attract attention. This time, I met the second child of the Yan family and Young Master Sun of the Zhongshan Palace, so that I could earn a redemption as you think. With such a trick, if the person who comes is the boss of the Yan family, the old man will fly out as soon as you open your mouth. ”

After speaking, the old beggar stood up and patted his thigh:

"Go to the old bustard and ask for a deed, and take her back to be a companion for the old prince of Zhongshan."

Shen Gui pouted with disdain:

"Why do you need her as a companion? Don't say how much money she spends, she is always black-headed and stupid, and it is not worth it if she makes her grandfather angry. What's more, there is still iron armor in the palace, there is me, and my uncle, how can I use her. ”

After hearing this, the old beggar walked to the window, looked up at the moon, and saw an inky color. Yan Qinghong, who came back to his senses, was also a little excited, and casually pulled a girl from his side, stood up with his hand on her shoulder, stretched out his hand and pointed to the upstairs wing, without looking at Hongluan. The main hall of the entire Green Willow Building fell silent.

Shen Gui saw Yan Qinghong being helped upstairs by the fans, and looked at the old beggar leaning against the window, and didn't know what to say for a while, so he had to be stunned.

Hongluan was broken by the old beggar's heart, and he seemed a little restless and at a loss. Shen Gui saw it in his eyes, sighed and walked over:

"It's okay, the old bustard doesn't dare to embarrass you. Go back and pack up, and I'll let Tiejia pick you up tomorrow morning. Although the family is the Zhongshan Palace, my grandfather was born as a military general, and he is also open-minded and bold on weekdays. It is safe to stay in Fuchu. ”

Hongluan's face changed several times, but in the end he didn't say anything. Just looked quite solemn and saluted the old beggar and Shen Gui, and also went upstairs into his embroidery room.

I don't know when, only the old beggar and Shen Gui were left in the front hall of the entire Green Willow Building.

"What's the matter, let's talk about it now."

"Your maternal uncle, the little prince Guo Taicang, has returned to the Nine Heavens."

"You...... To put it bluntly...... I don't understand. ”

"Your grandfather's youngest son, your maternal uncle Guo Taicang, just died."

The old beggar stood leaning against the window, without looking back.