It is said that in front of a group of people who eat melons, if you can talk to the big leader, you will have an inexplicable sense of superiority, but in such a crowd, seeing Yang Weili, Lin Lan felt a little inexplicable. www.biquge.info It wasn't until he saw Mr. Ni behind the old man that Lin Lan suddenly realized that his feelings were the one.

Yang Wei's beard and hair were all white, and he stroked his beard and smiled: "Okay, it can be made." ”

"Willing to beat the chicken old man" patted Lin Lan's shoulder twice, and without saying anything else, he walked upstairs. On the side, some envious, jealous and hateful sons looked at Lin Lan with burning eyes, this is the rhythm of steady progress?

The prince was stunned, and when he heard these six words, he had a sense of déjà vu, as if he had returned to Wende Academy, when he was suppressed by Lin Lan every day.

But Yang Zaifu lives in the court, even if it is Jiafu, he has no deep friendship, how did Lin Lan know him? This made him a little unpredictable. Such a pavilion elder is not something that these people can contact at all, and when he came over today, he was only in the highest attic, how could he know Lin Lan?

"Who is this?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before. Even Yang Jaefu praised it, let's go and have a drink! ”

For a while, the little-known Lin Lan became a sweet spot in the eyes of everyone.

"What do you call this brother?"

"Brother Lin, right? I'll toast you, I'll do it, you feel free. ”

Many people who wanted to be close to the trap flocked to the threshold, and they were about to squeeze Lin Lan to the threshold. The few sons who had already done it first suddenly found that Lin Lan didn't have wine in his hand, so he quickly took the wine glass from the side, poured it for him, and looked at him with a smile.

Lin Lan's eyelids jumped, these people are crazy. In front of everyone's eyes, if Lin Lan didn't drink it, it was estimated that it would be difficult to explain, so he had to drink the wine in the cup. If Lin Ruhai wasn't upstairs, Lin Lan would probably run away, too lazy to pay attention to these people who tend to be inflammatory, but now ......

"Good! Brother Lin is really cool. I Huang Yi made this friend! ”

"Let's let, let's go." Liu Lianyun's face was full of joy, "This Brother Lin has just come from Jiangnan, and he is a poet from Gusu and Yangzhou, a great talent." Later, Brother Lin must show his hand and ask me to open my eyes. ”

This old brother didn't have the arrogant look he had just now, and the speed at which he turned his face made Lin Lan a little crying and laughing. He was surrounded by everyone, and the wine in his hand never stopped, if he was in Yangzhou, he would have patted his ass and left, where would he take care of these gentlemen. However, his father is still upstairs trying to survive, and if he loses his interest, it will inevitably have an impact, so he can only drink and drink.

People are under the eaves, so they have to come like this.

A group of talented people from the capital division looked at Lin Lan who was held high by everyone with some unhappiness, and their sharp eyes seemed to want to kill Lin Lan in the air.

"Hmph, what kind of poet, I'm afraid it's just a wasted name."

"Yes. Write a few broken poems, thinking that you can call him a poet, and see how I will slap him in the face later! ”

These talented people in Beijing are also famous for a long time, so they naturally want to show their hands on such a festive season, otherwise they will lose the value of their existence.

Lin Lan was embraced by everyone and walked inside.

The toasters along the way, those who call brothers and sisters, almost everyone is familiar with him. However, apart from that prince An, he doesn't seem to know these cats and dogs. When he drank so much that he was about to vomit, Lin Lan finally slipped out while people were not paying attention.

These brutes are going to drink him to death. Although this wine is not strong, it cannot stand up to drinking one cup after another.

Lin Lan bypassed the side door and went to the back alley, and finally couldn't help the discomfort of the stomach rolling, and spit it out. I breathed in the fresh air, and the whole person seemed to tremble.

"Vomit~~"

His head was a little dizzy, and he leaned against the wall to breathe and gasp. Through the wall, the noisy voices rang out from far and near, and when they reached his ears, they all became blurred. Finally, he had to become the kind of person he hated.

Lin Lan's body gradually slipped down and squatted in the corner.

What is a small person, many times is relative. From the perspective of others, Lin Lan has the grandfather of Taifu, the father of Yushi, and the relationship between Jiafu, all of which ordinary people dare not think of. However, now, Lin Ruhai's career is uncertain, Wang Yan is silent, and Jiafu is deliberately estranged, all of which are like a wall that is about to collapse, and it will collapse if it is blown by the wind a little.

How should he save this seemingly blessed but actually stormy home. Lin Lan's heart was a mess, to be honest, he really hoped that he would get drunk, and then dream, and when he woke up, he was still in that small manor, living a carefree life.

The old man who was washing the dishes suddenly straightened up and stacked the washed dishes on the side. Seeing Lin Lan squatting on the side, he wiped his hand on his clothes and patted him on the shoulder.

"Childe, Childe?"

"Huh?" Lin Lan raised her head and looked at the old man in a bit of confusion.

The lantern on one side swayed in the wind, and he looked at the old man, sobered up a little, and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

The old man bared his yellow teeth, and said with a smile: "Is it the little old man who asked you if there is something?" Why don't I help you in? ”

"No, it's good to sit here and be quiet." Lin Lan breathed a long sigh of relief, "Is there tea?" ”

The old man wiped his right hand on his body and said, "There is coarse tea, I'm afraid you won't be used to drinking it." Why don't I ask for a pot for you? ”

"No need, just pour me a bowl and drink it right away." He had just vomited, and his throat was very uncomfortable.

The old man got up and said, "Wait a minute. ”

I don't know how long it took, Lin Lan was in a daze, feeling a little pushing on his shoulder, and woke up and looked up.

"Your tea. It's cold here, so go back to the house when you wake up, so you don't get cold. ”

Lin Lan took the hot tea bowl, took a sip, and suddenly saw the empty sleeve when the old man turned sideways.

"Your Hand ......"

The old man was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "Oh, you said this." More than ten years ago, when I followed the general in the northwest to cut down the barbarians, I was cut down. It's a blessing to come back alive. "You must know that in such military conditions where bleeding depends on cloth and broken bones rely on sticks, it is really not easy to survive if one arm is removed.

Lin Lan took a sip of hot tea into his stomach, just like the inconspicuous old man in front of him, this tea brewed with unknown large leaves was extremely bitter. Only after a long time in the abdomen can there be a trace of sweetness.

He sobered up a little and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Just call me Lao Huang. The third in the family, everyone here calls me Huang Asan. ”

"The general you are talking about is Chen Zhice?"

Lao Huang frowned, obviously a little unhappy that Lin Lan called him by his name so directly, but he still endured it and said, "No, it's General Ruan." ”

"Oh, Nguyen Ci Vong."

Bang dang.

The porcelain plate slipped from Lao Huang's hand, and made a crisp sound with the porcelain plate in this basin.

"It doesn't matter what you say about me, please don't be disrespectful to these two."

Lin Lan put the tea bowl on the threshold and said, "I'm sorry, I repeat." Are you under the account of General Chen, or under the account of General Ruan? ”

Lao Huang picked up the plate and said, "I fought with General Chen for half my life, and then fought with General Ruan in Dugu City." More than 1,000 remnants survived, this is a dream, and I often dream of my old buddies. ”

Lao Huang's eyes were a little rosy, and he lowered his head to wash the dishes.

The fireworks began to rise into the sky, blooming with brilliant brilliance, and the Sanxian Pavilion was full of laughter.

Lao Huang passed the washed dishes through the water again.

"Don't you hate Ruan Ciwen?"

"Hate? You know what! You sons and brothers with golden spoons, how did you know that bloody battle, if it weren't for the perseverance of nine days and nine nights, now the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan would not be the king's land! "The bloody battle of Dugu City, so that the Dajing Dynasty has enough preparations to garrison Yumen Pass, and the barbarians will not dare to attack rashly, if it is not for the persistence of these nine days and nine nights, the barbarians are like a bamboo, and if the Yumen Pass is broken, it will be an unimaginable situation in the pass.

Lin Lan came up again, shook his head, and said, "He is a general, watching his soldiers die, that's his fault, don't say anything else." "The same as what I said to Nguyen Ci Van before, he is a general, and if he is defeated, he is defeated, regardless of the reason.

Lao Huang swished to his feet, the plate in front of him shattered to the ground, trembling all over, as if he had accumulated a full of blood, and roared: "Our fire gun has no medicine and no iron sand!" The grain and grass are all straw, and in the end, when the grain is gone, the grass is eaten and the horses are eaten, and when the horses are exhausted, they eat people! The barbarians are coming, and we are using the fire hammer as a stick, and we stop those iron hooves with a hammer! What do you let General Nguyen do! Tell me, what do you want General Nguyen to do! ”

Lao Huang suddenly cried a little unhappily. The old man cried like a child. These were nightmares that he didn't want to recall, and they were also tragic images that few people knew, but no one in the upper echelons cared about them, they only remembered that Nguyen Ci Van lost the city and lost the king's land.

The door on one side suddenly opened, and the fat butler who was full of cheap meat shouted: "Huang Lao'er, you are crazy!" Shout again to be careful Lao Tzu plug your stinky mouth, don't think that you have been mixed in the northwest for decades, you are a person, you can't mix up a person who looks like a dog, what are you yelling about? I'll go, you broke so many plates for Lao Tzu again, and this month's salary ......"

Syllable!

Lin Lan slapped him backhanded.

"Keep your mouth clean."

"Which one doesn't have long eyes...... the steward narrowed his eyes, and was suddenly startled, "Young Master Lin!" Ouch, I can find you, the sons and gentlemen here are crazy, hurry up, go inside, it's easy to catch a cold outside! ”

Lin Lan threw the silver at Lao Huang and said to the steward: "Plate, I kicked it to pieces, and I lost the money." ”

"Ouch, what is the loss, the broken plate can be worth a few dollars, please come in." The fat steward turned his head and glared at Lao Huang viciously, as if he was about to tear Lao Huang's mouth if he heard the roar again.

Lin Lan was soon drowned in songs and laughter.

The wind blew through the alley, leaving only the rickety figure, swaying in the autumn wind. (To be continued.) )