【Chapter 23】Qin Tower

The wolf-gobbling Boyan sat at the dining table and ate in a muffled voice, as if he wanted to vent his feelings in this way. Fuliu and Namu Duoer both looked surprised, not looking at him suspiciously. Since the fight came back, Bo Yan's face was like a layer of ice, and he was silent. I don't know what to think in my heart.

Swallowing the rice in two bites, Bo Yan said sullenly: "I'm going out tonight..."

Namdol immediately understood what he wanted to do, and said, "I'll go with you." ”

"No," Bo Yan immediately objected, "your injuries have not healed, and you can't go out." Bo Yan kept a calm face, dropped his job and went out.

Looking at Fuliu, who was a little confused, Namu Duoer said with a smile: "Sister Fuliu, do you want to go out for a walk tonight?" ”

The drunken incense building, which is decorated with red silk candles, has the taste of marrying a bride-in-law. Before it got dark, the hall downstairs was already crowded. There are many people from the three religions and nine streams, not only Han people, but also Hu merchants who come and go to the Western Regions. The bustard's mother looked at the noisy crowd with a spring breeze on her face, and liked that this girl who had never been out of the boudoir could bring her fortune.

When the hour came, a girl in a wedding dress was pushed and shouted out at the behest of the bustard's mother, and heard the price of boiling water downstairs, and the frightened girl desperately wanted to hide back in the room. ”

The people downstairs shouted loudly: "Bustard mother, you are too dark, why did the girl last time make a move for less than 100 taels, but this time she opened her mouth for a high price of 200 taels?" ”

The bustard's mother smiled: "Don't worry, uncle, this is not an ordinary commodity - this is the only daughter of the Lord of the Ministry of Rites, I heard that the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of them are proficient..."

"!" Hu Shang, who was full of beard in the Western Regions, vulgarly spat out a mouthful of phlegm, "What kind of calligraphy and painting, I just want a beautiful girl, if you don't let us meet, how do you know if these two hundred taels of silver are worth it?" "Everyone joined in, and there was chaos below." Let's see! "That's it!"

The bustard mother knew that she couldn't offend this group of masters now, so she waved her hand preparedly, and the turtle slave on the side immediately took off the red hijab, and there was a low exclamation from downstairs. It was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, with a beautiful appearance, fluttering clouds and buns, a few slightly scattered green silk strands hanging low, willow eyebrows bent, the bright eyes that should have been open were tightly closed as if resigned to fate, two thin lines of tears flowed down her cheeks, and the crystal shining on her jade face not only did not damage her beauty, but added a gripping poignancy.

"Three hundred taels, I want it!" A fifty-year-old man shouted violently, startling everyone around him to avoid it.

"Four hundred taels!" A rich young master who was still holding two women in his arms called out and pushed away the women who were still entangled around him.

"Five hundred taels!" A figure in the corner of the wall shouted drunkenly, and threw the silver ticket in his hand out of the flowers.

Slowly retracting his gaze as if he was about to swallow people, the second son of the prefect, an authentic gentleman, took a sip of tea in a hurry, and whispered a few words with the entourage next to him, and the entourage immediately shouted: "Eight hundred taels"

The bustard's mother had sharp eyes, saw the second son downstairs, pretended to be surprised, and came down with a smile on her face: "Yo, it turned out to be the son of the prefect's family, you are upstairs, please, there is a special seat prepared for you upstairs..." ”

Unconvinced, Beard slammed a wooden box on the table, almost collapsing it. The plate where the fruit was put immediately fell to the ground and was smashed, and he glanced at the second son contemptuously, and lifted the lid, full of fifty taels of silver, "Nine hundred taels, who wants to come over and compare?!" ”

Listening to the loud begging downstairs, Bang Xia opened her eyes unwillingly, her eyes were sad, desperate, and a compromise and helplessness of fate. Thinking of when her father was taken away, she took her hand and burst into tears: "It's hard for you, daughter, I should have married you earlier, but now that my father is gone, no one in the world can help you..." "Now, even death has become a luxury, and I have long been controlled by others, and in the future, life is better than death.

A clear gaze looked at her, attracting her attention, and the plain-robed man in the corner, unlike the others, was full of excitement and shouted loudly, just looking at her silently, and holding a long sword tightly in his hand. The slightly pale face makes people feel relied on.

When the girl's clear eyes looked at him, Bo Yan couldn't help but be stunned. What a familiar look, a familiar scene appeared in his heart, and he still remembered the girl he loved deeply, throwing herself into his arms and shouting incoherently: "I'm not leaving!" "I still remember the last time I looked back when I was separated from life, it was resentment, helplessness, like a wounded little beast, waiting in horror for an unknown fate.

"Do you want me to help you?" A wisp of incense swept by, and the handsome young scholar stood beside Bo Yan, looking at him with a smile, Bo Yan felt strange in his heart, this voice seemed to be heard somewhere, and there was an indescribable familiarity.

Bo Yan, who was not surprised, picked up the teacup and took a sip casually, "Brother Tai and I don't know each other, why do you say this." The scholar next to him laughed and said, "It turns out that you really don't recognize Fuliu." ”

Looking at a young man in the same costume in the distance, he happily called the price, and occasionally frowned and covered his mouth and coughed lightly, because he was unusually handsome, Liruo was a woman, and many people next to him stopped to watch. Bo Yan suddenly turned out to be her, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, why shouldn't she have come.

Namu Duoer didn't care, she was very interested, she was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and she would always shout a high price appropriately, and then swept the most noisy Western Regions beard and second son with contemptuous eyes. The enraged two looked at each other fiercely, desperately raising the price, lest they let the other party take the lead. Just looking at the two people who were blushing and swollen, I knew that these two were already at the end of the crossbow, and I was afraid that if they could make up the high price of 1,300 taels, the clothes and pants on their bodies would be pulled off to pay off the debt.

When the second son gritted his teeth and shouted out the high price of 1,400 taels, the people stopped talking. Looking at the sweaty and proud second son, the bearded man lowered his head, and quietly grabbed the big knife standing under the table in his hand.

"Fifteen hundred taels." The voice sounded faintly, and regardless of the vicious eyes of the second son, he walked out alone shaking a fan. The person next to him hurriedly waved his hand and retreated, indicating that it was none of his business.

"You're getting impatient!" The evil young man was exposed to each other, and he scolded. At the same time, the attendant behind him also drew his sword and rushed forward.

A few big men had already greeted the people behind them, and for a while the hall became a mixed battlefield. From time to time, unlucky eggs were hit by flying plates, and the shrill screams pierced everyone's eardrums.

Namu Duoer took advantage of the unpreparedness, took out the long sword and put it on the neck of the evil young man, and the expression of the commanding man just now immediately disappeared without a trace, and the pampered second son's face was pale, and he couldn't even retract his tongue. Namu Doer, who was too lazy to embarrass him, put away his sword and kicked him, "Get out!" The four entourages with blue noses and swollen faces picked up the evil young man who was paralyzed on the ground and couldn't get up, and went away in a hurry, only hating his parents for having a few legs.

The person with a noble temperament just now walked over and clasped his fists and saluted: "Thank you for this little brother." Namu Duoer also saluted: "You're welcome, I just can't get used to that son." ”

The two of them were about to say something, but they were interrupted by the old bustard who came a few steps away: "Two masters, it's a big trouble now, you better hurry up, that son is the most beloved youngest son of the Liangzhou prefect, that's why he is so arrogant." If he leads troops to arrest people after a while, you won't be able to save your lives, don't affect my business, I advise you, go quickly, if you don't leave, it's too late..."

The richly dressed man frowned quietly, and the guard beside him took a step forward knowingly, and the sword was unsheathed in front of her, and he threw out a silver ticket. As if her eyes were burned, the bustard mother jumped up and looked fixedly at the two thousand taels of silver tickets on the ground, "Is it enough?" The guard looked at the bustard with contempt.

"Enough, enough, that, send Miss Bangxia down, hurry up..." picked up the silver ticket and carefully checked it, quickly put it away, changed to a smiling face, and was about to say something flattering, but was driven aside by the guards.

The man glanced at Bo Yan who came over, intentionally or unintentionally, and smiled: "This girl will send you well, and there will be a period later." Surrounded by a group of guards, he walked away without looking back.

Bo Yan was about to say something, and suddenly heard a commotion outside. It was inconvenient to think about it, and shouted: "This place should not stay for a long time, go quickly." Pulling up Bangxia, he walked out with Namu Doer, turned over his horse, and ran out of the city together. Before they had gone far, there was a lot of noise not far away, and the drunken incense building, which was surrounded by torches, could not hear the angry shouts of officers and soldiers arresting people.