Riding horses all the way, I came to the mansion of the Marquis of Xinling, which was not luxurious, but a little more magnificent and simple than the mansion of ordinary adults.

Under the leadership of the subordinates, through the pavilions and pavilions, and into the mansion, Lu Fan did not find the black and white color, and it was also an extraordinary period, so let's start from simplicity.

When you turn the rockery, you will see the color of the lights, and the sound of talking and laughing is not lively.

The county lord held a banquet, although he let everyone drink and chat, but now it is not as good as the street market, but it is not much different from the restaurant teahouse.

Only two or three sat on the side, not speaking loudly, just whispering something to each other from time to time, looking coldly at everything in front of them.

The servant led Lu Fan to the master's seat, and the originally noisy scene instantly quieted down, and all the generals and officials present understood that the young stranger in front of him was the protagonist of tonight.

But the silence was only for a moment, and the noise was loud and loud, as if in this way to express contempt.

The already lively scene became more lively, but it was only for a moment that everything was quiet again.

It turned out that at some point, His Royal Highness the county lord was already sitting upright.

"Generals, what are you talking about, so happy, let's have fun together," the county lord said with a smile to the generals and officials in the hall.

One of them stood up and said, "My lord, I just learned that General Lu came to help in the war, and we are just happy about this matter." ”

Another official also said: "In this way, our empire will regain the lost territory, and it will be just around the corner."

This kind of flattery, everyone understands that it is just rhetoric, and no one takes it seriously.

Even the official who said this didn't even look at Lu Fan when he said this.

"This is very good, all the generals will work together, why worry that the lost land cannot be recovered. Even if you wash the dust for General Lu tonight, it is also a magnificent wine to wish all the generals victory. Tonight, I will drink as a general," the county lord said with a smile.

The audience replied in unison: "No!"

The sound of silk and bamboo gradually rose, and the singer danced into the fish, and the generals chatted hotly, and at the same time watched seriously.

Long-sleeved good dance, graceful posture, wonderful skills, everyone who looks at it can't take their eyes off it.

During the banquet, the county lord and Lu Fan greeted each other and drank two glasses, and the rest of the time, there were not many people toasting with Lu Fan, which also invisibly expressed their attitude.

And Lu Fan didn't know the generals and officials here, so he didn't go to toast with them.

In the lively hall, only the place where Lu Fan sat was slightly deserted, and there were few people.

Lu Fan, who is not good at drinking, was also happy, watching everyone wearing hypocritical masks, smiling enthusiastically and greeting people with strange spirits.

After a few glasses of wine, Lu Fan's face was already red, and his neck and ears were all red.

Although his face is red, his head is very sober, and he still has the meaning that everyone is drunk and I am sober.

Tonight, for some reason, Lu Fan felt more and more thirsty, as if the wine was getting thirstier and thirstier the more he drank.

After a cup of belly, Lu Fan already had a feeling of palpitations, feeling that his heart seemed to jump to his throat, and there seemed to be a drum in his head that was constantly being beaten.

The wine also slowly cooled down, and Lu Fan, who was cold from the cold wine, coughed slightly.

But his stomach was warm, and he put down the wine glass in his hand, and Lu Fan quietly withdrew from the hall.

The cold wind seems to be able to suppress the strength of the wine.

Walking through the cloister and through the rockery, we came to a relatively remote pond, where the ancient trees on the shore were half-hanging in the water, and the bamboo forest on the other side was rustling in the wind.

Leap into the middle of the ancient tree, looking out at the night in the distance.

Suddenly, I felt that there was a figure shaking in the grove in the distance, and when I looked closely, it turned out to be a few almost drunk generals here.

If you want to be drunk, you can't find a toilet, so you have to find a remote place to solve it.

Lu Fan was defeated, and he turned around and was about to leave, but as soon as he turned around, Lu Fan heard the crunch of someone stepping on the snow. It's the county lord!

"How did you come here, it's cold, let's go back to the house early. Lu Fan said embarrassedly.

Lu Fan's face burned hot in the dark night, and Lu Fan only thought about keeping the county lord away from the filth here earlier, so as not to be angry.

"Why, I can't go away from my own garden yet! you dare to take care of me," said the county lord with a slight anger

Lu Fan hurriedly bowed down and said, "My subordinates don't dare."

The county lord snorted and said, "Seeing that you are nervous, do you think that I will not know about the affairs of my mansion?" Since the martyrdom of the Hou Ye, these old soldiers of the empire who originally guarded the frontier have also looked down on me, His Highness. In the past, the Hou Ye was in charge of 100,000 soldiers and horses on the frontier, how could he have been so despised. Since the last crushing defeat, when the Imperial army and the rebels confronted each other across the river, the situation has been temporarily stable. ”

Lu Fan stood aside and said solemnly: "As long as His Royal Highness has an order, he will definitely follow the work of dogs and horses." ”

The county lord suddenly smiled like a flower, and his voice was like a silver bell, and Lu Fan seemed to see the county lord in the imperial capital many years ago.

The figure of the county lord has disappeared, but the voice is echoing: "I heard that the generals who resisted Mongolia in the Northern Regions have a guerrilla general who is both wise and brave, which makes the enemy's talk change and make him feel terrified. It's called Ninglang!"

"What?" Lu Fan immediately chased after hearing this, Lu Fan was surprised by Ning Lang's army, but it was reasonable to think about it.

The empire is in trouble, and the husband is responsible, not to mention an ancient family.

If Lu Fan knew that this was just the family's experience for the younger generations, he might not think like this.

However, Lu Fan knew that for Ning Lang, a person with a deep background, it was not very difficult to make a difference in the army.

The county lord had already returned to the hall, and Lu Fan was standing in the corridor outside the hall, thinking about what he had just learned from the county lord.

Hua Kun is now thriving in the court, and he is the proud protégé of the imperial patriarch Wen Hou, and the war army has already won the title of 'Blood General' in several battles in the Luo Yun Empire!

Far away in the exotic Kun Ruins, a person flew in the air, followed by a group of people driving all kinds of magic weapons, falling into front of a waterfall, and there was a cave behind the faint water curtain.

"Master, why don't we just walk through and walk in?" one asked

The other person hurriedly replied: "Stupid, it must be to show respect for the master"

“···”

The teenagers behind the man, you and I are arguing word by word. The man just walked freely, with long hair and clothes without wind, like an immortal in another world.

At this time, the man said faintly: "Graceful as me, if the sword flies through the narrow hole behind the water curtain cave, wouldn't it damage my image..."

Everyone looked at me for a while, and I looked at you, but they were speechless.

In the northwest of the empire, Lu Fan of the Marquis of Xinling Mansion was already seated, picked up the already warm wine and drank it.

Such a precious sake, Lu Fandao drank it as tea.

At this time, after three rounds of drinking, all the generals were already drunk and hazy.

After another dance, only the gentle sound of silk and bamboo still echoed in the hall.

The general stood up and said, "The singing and dancing prepared by His Highness for us tonight is very good, but the last general secretly thinks that there is no sword dancing tonight. The last general has long heard that General Lu's swordsmanship is extraordinary, so it is better to wait for me to dance the sword, so that I can wait for a long time."

The hairy-faced general blushed and seemed to have drunk a lot, the roots of his ears and neck were red, and the general sword dance was made by acquaintances who were happy with each other, and the first time people met, they rarely asked for sword dance.

It's not because of anything else, it's just that the etiquette is just because of the number of courtesies, and being able to dance the sword in front of others has to be extremely close, but the relationship between Lu Fan and the generals present is obviously not among them.

Therefore, the request just now is already extremely rude.

Sword dancing is different from ordinary sword practice, Lu Fan has never officially danced a sword, but if you can't do it, you have to be smiling and generous.

The other party has always heard that his swordsmanship is superb, but it is just a mouthful.

Lu Fan wanted to shirk it, but he said it to his face, and when he hesitated, the hairy-faced bearded general said: "It seems that our General Lu is still quite shy, okay, let me throw bricks and lead the jade, and dance a sword first."

The bearded general with a hairy face staggered to the central stage, burped as he spoke, and muttered: "Rude and rude~", which caused the other generals to laugh.

Having said that, the hairy-faced general is extremely fast in his hands, his sword is in his hands, and his hands are moving at will.

The sword light and sword shadow are vigorous, and the sword qi is vertical and horizontal.

The sword dance must be the sword danced, and a poem is recited to define the sword danced. You can be famous poems, or you can compose poems for yourself.

The hairy-faced and bearded general chanted while dancing: "The Big Dipper is high, and Geshu carries a knife at night." So far, I have peeped at the herding horses and dare not pass Lintao. This is an ancient poem that is often chanted when dancing with a sword.

After a poem, the sword of the hairy-faced general also danced into the **, where the long sword pointed, the sword qi was like a spiritual snake, swaying and the fruits were all broken.

Suddenly, the long sword picked up a plate of fennel beans with wine, and the sword was like a phantom, shuttling in the air.

A burst of ping-pong sound is endless, the sound of beans landing is also non-stop, look at it, the beans are all split into two halves, the long sword is wide open and closed, flexible and fast, but the next plate is extremely stable, there seems to be a landslide in front of the face without changing the color of energy.

Suddenly, the long sword was raised high, stabbed to the ground with a pop, and pulled back, and the sword dragged a long sword qi like cutting tofu, cutting the granite on the ground in half, and closing the sword with a curve.

The hall was full of applause, and all the generals present, there are many people who are skilled in swordsmanship, but most of them are murderous skills, and they really can't dance gorgeously.

I was no longer impressed by the sharpness of the sword in the hands of this hairy general, and the strongest of the granite stones, it can be seen that this sword is more than a treasure.

General Beard shook his sword upside down and said, "Your Highness, please forgive the general for being unreasonable." I have always practiced swords in the camp, and I thought that the rocks under my feet were not rocks but dirt, so the rocks under my feet were broken."

The county lord's face was as usual, and he smiled: "I thought the stones under my feet were too big, but now it's good, and there is a little less trouble."

When everyone heard this, there was another burst of laughter.

Lu Fan already understood at this time that although the so-called sword dance of people in the army was different from ordinary sword practice, it was not the sword danced by ordinary literati and artists.

"This general, can you borrow a sword?" Lu Fan said to General Huzi.