Zhang Xingcai stepped into the main hall and couldn't help laughing. It turned out that everyone in the hall had just drunk to orgasm, and they were all asleep when they were drunk.

She walked to the side of the main seat with cat steps, only to see her father Zhang Feizheng with his hands wide open, snoring like thunder, lying on his back on the floor, and one of the stoods on his feet fell off.

Zhang Xingcai shook his head, gently helped his father take off another shoe, and pulled a thick blanket over his father.

Brother Zhang Bao also lay on the floor not far from Zhang Fei and fell asleep. Zhang Xingcai stepped forward to help him remove his casual shoes and cover him with a blanket.

In her impression, her father Zhang Fei and brother Zhang Bao are both good wines. When they were in Jingzhou, the eldest uncle Liu Bei and the second uncle Guan Yu often went to their house to drink and feast together, often until midnight. She has been used to doing things in front of her since she was a child.

It's just that the elders and their own brothers can take care of them themselves, and the brothers' friends are inconvenient for her to do it for them. The servants and maids in the hall were all expelled by Zhang Bao, and she had already decided to wait for the maid who sent the sobering soup to come later, and then ask her to send a few blankets.

When she had done this, she raised her eyes and looked for someone who had just spoken poetry.

Everyone in the hall lay on their backs and prostrates on the floor, and snoring was heard in varying degrees of severity. Zhang Xingcai'e frowned slightly, only that the men in the world were all like this when they were drunk.

Suddenly, I saw a person lying quietly on the desk, quite different. Somehow, she seemed to have an intuition that told her that this was the person who had just recited the poem.

Zhang Xingcai quietly approached.

I saw the man in front of me lying on the desk, only half of his side face was exposed. His eyes were closed, his eyelashes were very long, and although he couldn't see his real appearance, his face was handsome and handsome, but he was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

The man's drunken breathing was steady and long, and his voice was almost non-existent, not like his father and brother's snoring like thunder.

"I know all my brother's friends, but this is the first time I've met... Then he must be the one who recites poetry... It's just how to be so young...... His breath was so light and soft... It's like a cat in my yard......"

After a little look, Zhang Xingcai's throat was slightly itchy, and his heart beat uncontrollably.

And at this moment, Jiang Wei woke up suddenly.

It turns out that he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and even in his sleep, his vigilance around him is very comparable. I vaguely felt that someone had been peeping, and suddenly the alcohol dissipated for five points and I woke up in a hurry.

At this moment, the two looked at each other across the desk, looking at each other.

Zhang Xingcai's chest jumped "suddenly". She naturally knew that it was extremely rude for her to look at a strange man like this. At this moment, she felt like a thief who had burglarized and been caught, and she was ashamed and embarrassed.

In a panic and ashamed, Zhang Xingcai snorted lightly, fell to the ground, and a touch of red instantly flew on his face, and he lowered his head, not daring to speak.

Jiang Wei was also stunned. I saw that the girl in front of me was beautiful and elegant, like a pearl fainting. Just by the candlelight, you can see that her skin is brighter than snow, her eyes are like a pool of clear water, and there is a faint breath of book between her eyebrows.

It's just that in this situation, the two are relatively speechless, and the atmosphere is quite embarrassing.

Jiang Wei still had some reactions, and quickly came back to his senses. He showed an apologetic smile, got up and saluted: "Under Jiang Wei, the word Boyo, after drinking, he was abrupt, and asked the girl to take care of one or two." ”

Zhang Xingcai saw that he took the initiative to take responsibility, so that they could save face for each other. She felt a little good in her heart, so she stood up and returned a salute:

"Jiang Gongzi is polite. It was already cold tonight, and I was worried about my father's health, so I came. It disturbed Jiang Gongzi's rest. ”

Because of the difference between men and women, she has never signed up for herself, but she has already identified herself between words.

"What a smart and beautiful woman." Jiang Wei secretly praised in his heart: "She should be Zhang Fei's eldest daughter Zhang Xingcai." Ma Dai said: Shuzhong Xingcai, Jingzhou Silver Screen, and said that it is beautiful. When I saw it today, it really lived up to its name. ”

The banquet has ended, and Jiang Wei wants to say goodbye and leave.

Suddenly, two maids walked in, each holding a tray in each hand, on which were six large bowls, and the bowls were steaming.

After this interruption, Zhang Xingcai has returned to his usual down-to-earth generosity. She took a bowl, handed it to Jiang Wei, and chuckled: "Jiang Gongzi wakes up late at night, and it is easy to get a hangover if he falls asleep again." My father is good wine, this is the common decoction of sobering and refreshing in the house, with Ganoderma lucidum as a guide, supplemented by honey, tangerine peel and other moisturizing things stewed, and the son drinks a bowl, tomorrow is not easy to have a headache. ”

Jiang Wei took it, blew the hot air, and tasted it shallowly, but it was sweet and sour, the temperature was also moderate, and the taste was very good. So I drank it in one gulp.

Zhang Xingcai covered his mouth and smiled: "Childe is heroic, it is really 'life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon'." ”

Jiang Wei scratched the back of his head and said, "Talking wildly after drinking, it's insulting for the girl to listen to it." ”

At this time, Zhang Fei had also woken up leisurely. Seeing this, Zhang Xingcai hurriedly stepped forward to serve.

Zhang Fei smiled at Jiang Wei and said: "You doll, but it is very suitable for my temper, how about it, are you interested in coming to my army, I will hand over the tiger cavalry camp to your command." ”

The Tiger Cavalry Battalion is Zhang Fei's pro-army, and it is also one of the few fully formed cavalry battalions in Shu Han, which is based on the development and evolution of the eighteen cavalry of Yan General under his command that year.

Zhang Fei originally wanted to invite Liu Bei to pass on the post of tiger rider supervisor to his son Zhang Bao, but when he saw Jiang Wei today, he felt that the person in front of him was very angry with him and had the intention to promote him, so he asked this question.

Jiang Wei pointed at Mi Wei, who was drunk, and said with a fist: "Thank you three generals for your love." It's just that the kid promised General Mi Zhonglang to help him train a strong army. At present, the business is unfinished, so naturally we can't give up halfway. Therefore, he can only live up to the general's love. ”

Zhang Xingcai's eyes lit up again when he heard this, this person is true to his word, and he is a real man.

Zhang Fei also said: "Good doll, I recognize you as a little friend today, if anyone dares to bully you in the future, just come to my house, and I will come out for you!" ”

Jiang Wei said: "In this way, the kid thanked the general first." Well, it's not early, please rest early, and the boy will take his leave. ”

Zhang Fei said to Zhang Xingcai with a side face: "Xingcai, send it for me." ”

After Jiang Wei bowed down, he paced away under the leadership of Zhang Xingcaide.

Zhang Fei suddenly regretted a little, in the middle of the night, it was not a glorious thing for him to let his daughter send a strange man and spread it out. However, he believes that Jiang Wei is a good man who is above board, and he is also in his own house, so he is not afraid of him.

Thinking of his daughter Xingcai, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. In his opinion, his daughter is not only beautiful and colorful, but also knowledgeable and filial to her elders, which is something he is very proud of.

"The second brother is good at everything, everything is better than me, but this matter of raising a daughter, I'm afraid it's far inferior to me! Hehe, the eldest brother's Adou kid, I'm afraid I have to be my old Zhang's son-in-law! ”

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhang Bao on the side turned around, knocked on the desk, and made a lot of noise.

Zhang Fei suddenly smiled and snorted: "It's just that the martial arts are not as good as others, and even the amount of alcohol is not as good as others, it is really a useless thing, and it will lose my old Zhang's face!" After speaking, he kicked Zhang Bao's thigh hard, snorted coldly, and left.

Only Zhang Bao, who was kicked awake, was left sleepy, with a blank (confused) face (forced), stunned at the moment.

******

On the aisle of the Right General's Mansion, Jiang Wei and Zhang Xingcai walked leisurely, silently all the way.

Zhang Xingcai is the master here, and Jiang Wei gave up half of his position. With the strength of wine, he looked at the beautiful woman in front of him presumptuously.

I saw that she was wearing a moon-white skirt, and she was covered with a pale cyan gown, and I don't know if the clothes were cut decently, or she was born beautiful, her figure was slender and slender, her waist-length hair was draped over the vest, and she was gently held by a silver ribbon, and the tips of her hair shook step by step with the pace, showing that her waist was curled up and Nana, and she could hold it.

Zhang Xingcai faintly felt a burst of heat behind her, but she walked in front and naturally couldn't see Jiang Wei's eyes. After walking for a while, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly looked back and asked, "Was that poem written by Gongzi himself?" ”

Jiang Wei hurriedly gathered his mind and looked away. He coughed lightly and said, "This poem was written by the next friend named Li Taibai. Today coincides with its meeting, just borrow one or two. Why, do girls like to read poetry too? ”

Zhang Xingcai tapped his head: "I'm not afraid of my son's laughter, as a daughter's family, I love such heroic poetry the most." ”

Jiang Wei said with a smile: "Speaking of heroism, I am afraid that no one in the world can be the right of Cao Mengde and Cao Zijian's father and son." Although they are Han thieves, their attainments in literature are indeed outstanding. Especially Cao Zijian, known as a talented and talented Badou......"

Zhang Xingcai suddenly stopped, turned around and asked, "What is a talent and eight buckets?" ”

Jiang Wei patted his head and secretly called a mistake. The term "Cai Gao Badou" was evaluated by Xie Lingyun, a genius of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and Cao Zhi was still in the late Han Dynasty, so this word naturally never appeared. But since he leaked his mouth, he had to make up nonsense:

"In my hometown, there is a poet surnamed Xie who once said: There is a stone of talent in the world, Cao Zijian has eight buckets, I have a bucket, and the world is divided into one bucket. Therefore, it is known as a talented and high eight buckets. ”

Zhang Xingcai said: "It's only eight buckets...... That's a very apt word. Suddenly, he chuckled and said: "That poet surnamed Xie is really a wild and unruly person, in my opinion, I am afraid that Gongzi's friend Li Taibai's talent will not be under Badou." ”

Jiang Weisheng was afraid that she would continue to ask, and it would not look good to show the horse's feet when the time came, so he hurriedly said: "In the land of China, there are so many people with lofty ideals, and how many people can leave a name in history?" It's just that there are talents from all generations, and each has been leading the way for decades. ”

"There are talents from all generations, and each has been leading the way for decades......" Zhang Xingcai muttered, and his heart was suddenly shocked. What kind of open-mindedness can say such open-minded words?

She suddenly looked up at Jiang Wei, and saw that the young man in front of her was in a green shirt, with both the solemn majesty of a martial artist and the indifferent elegance of a scholar, mixed together, blended into an extremely alternative demeanor, which was a temperament that she had never seen in her father and brother.

Jiang Wei also noticed Zhang Xingcai's strange eyes. With the strength of the wine, he was bold, met her gaze, and smiled at each other.

This smile, like the twilight snow in spring, and the wind swayed, shattering and peeling off the barriers in Zhang Xingcai's heart one by one, which made her vaguely feel like she was in love.

The clouds fly and the wind rises, and the crescent moon is like a hook.

As the saying goes, I see how charming Qingshan is, and I expect Qingshan to see me like this.

The good feeling gradually grows, and the estrangement goes away. The two chatted about articles and songs all the way, and slowly walked towards the gate, bursting with laughter from time to time, and both had the intention of seeing each other late.

When Jiang Wei came, he felt that the distance from the gate of the Right General's Mansion to Zhang Bao's courtyard was very far, and at this moment, he felt that the distance was too short, and it was coming in an instant. Before you know it, it's time to separate.

He faced Zhang Xingcai, and the two were relatively speechless again. Since the crossing, Jiang Wei has given birth to such a heart-pounding feeling for the first time.

It's just that he knows that Zhang Xingcai is the daughter of Zhang Fei, with a noble status, and she is the queen of the queen Liu Chan in history, so naturally it is not within his reach. Say goodbye today, and I don't know if there will be a day to meet in the future. Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little excited.

Jiang Weiqiang laughed dryly and was about to leave.

Suddenly, I heard Zhang Xingcai say softly: "The poem that Gongzi just chanted, I really know it in my heart... I really like it. Transcribe a poem another day, can you give it to me? ”

Her cheeks were flushed, and she thought it took a lot of courage to say it.

When Jiang Wei heard this, he felt that the haze in his heart was swept away. He immediately replied loudly: "If he is not abandoned, he will be free in the future, and he should be sent to the house in person." It was not early at the moment, and the girl rested for the time being, and then took her leave. ”

Zhang Xingcai bowed his head lightly and returned.

The gate of the right general's mansion slowly closed, and there was no longer a trace of light, and it returned to the majestic and solemn appearance in the daytime, and no one approached.

Jiang Wei retracted his gaze, slowly turned around, and walked towards his mansion.

Just now, the two just chatted about some poetry, and did not have a very in-depth exchange. is like the friendship of the gentleman, plain as water; It seems that this and the autumn breeze are not alarmed. It is out of affection and stops at courtesy.

But for some reason, Jiang Wei only felt that this night was indescribably beautiful, as beautiful as the flower in the mirror and the moon in the water, which was too unreal. The smile and cheek of the Si people are all vivid in their minds, and their memories are still fresh. When he was happy, he turned over several heels in a row, just like when he received the first spear from his father when he was practicing martial arts at the beginning of the year.

Walk lightly, walk and laugh. The tall figure of the boy finally disappeared into this secluded alley.

The night is like water, and the galaxy is bright, just like a shining jade belt, connecting the sky and intertwining the world.

The water is full of water, the words are silent, it is the best time like a dream.