Yang Yi, Wang Yong, and Lu Zhen had a Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the front hall, and except for some people on guard, the rest came.

Everyone is an iron-clad man, not afraid of the cold, he set up more than a dozen cauldrons in the front yard, and the slaughtered beef and mutton were thrown directly into it, hundreds of people gathered together, eating meat in large pieces, drinking wine in large bowls, and the scene was warm and extraordinary.

Wang Yong and Lu Zhen are both Yang Yi's confidants, among which Lu Zhen has been following his side since Yang Yi made Liao, and has been born and died several times; In the rebellion masterminded by the Empress Dowager Xiang, Lu Zhen and Yu Xing stood out, and under the support of Yang Yi, they began to ascend to the throne, and now they are in charge of a battalion of soldiers and horses.

Because of this, Yang Yi was able to do whatever he wanted in Japan.

For example, if it weren't for Lu Zhen and the others being confidants, it would be difficult for Yang Yi to be unnoticed.

With them, Yang Yi didn't care about what he looked like, he carried a beef leg bone weighing seven or eight pounds, gobbling it up, and the leg bone covered his entire face.

If those colleagues in the Hanlin Academy saw it, they probably wouldn't believe it if they were killed, this was their top boss, Scholar Yang.

But the soldiers ate this set, and not only did no one laugh at it, but they felt close, because in this army, everyone is like this. They all held wine bowls and took turns saluting Yang Yi and Lu Zhen and others; Murong Zhi hiccuped and laughed with a grin: "Island master, if we don't go back, brothers follow the island master and you will kill all sides, and after cleaning up Little Japan, let's go and clean up Goryeo." ”

"What about cleaning up Goryeo?"

"Then clean up the Liao Kingdom!"

"What about the Liao Kingdom after cleaning up?"

"This ......"

This girl also knows these countries, and she can't say anything else, and the eight-pound corbel in Yang Yi's hand almost knocked over.

Murong Zhi's face turned red, but he couldn't hold back the reason, which made everyone laugh.

In the end, he said curtly: "Island master, I don't know if the little one still has you!" I Murong Zhi don't know anything else, but I know that you must be right to follow the island master, brothers, do you say? ”

"Yes!"

"That's right! That's right! ”

A bunch of monkey cubs around them were energetic, shouting in a mess, making the front yard look like a mountain of flowers and fruits.

Don't blame them, this time I followed Yang Yi out, I won't say how cool it is, and I didn't make less money, let alone women.

Fortunately, Yang Yi mastered the scale, and he was still able to ensure the quality of the iron army with strict orders, and did not let them completely become bandits.

"Come on, let's not talk about anything else, let's do it three more bowls." Yang Yi raised the big bowl and did it himself; Hundreds of people immediately followed and raised the big bowl, and for a while there was a grunt, and they drank heartily, Murong Zhi was so arrogant that he smashed the bowl after three bowls.

Syllable!

Bold enough.

Yang Yi laughed and said to Lu Zhen playfully: "Do we still have extra bowls?" ”

"It's gone!" Lu Zhen cooperated tacitly.

"Well, forget it, anyway, you are not allowed to drink with a wine jar, it is easy to get infectious diseases."

Murong Zhi's face turned green all of a sudden, and he hurriedly picked up the broken bowls on the ground and put them together, so anxious that he was like burning his buttocks, everyone pointed at him, laughing crookedly, and he was choked and out of breath.

Seeing that the patchwork was ineffective, Mo Rongzhi's eyes swept to other people's bowls, and everyone immediately avoided him as if they were plagued, and the desperate Murong Zhi had to turn back and beg with a bitter face: "Island owner, island owner, you spare the small one, the small one is not contagious." ”

"Why are you dropping the bowl if you're not sick?"

"This ...... The small one didn't drop the bowl, but he missed it for a while, yes, yes, it was a momentary miss. ”

Yang Yi laughed, but he didn't answer him, turned around and commanded the guards beside him, and the guards quickly took a jade bowl; Although the jade bowl is not big, the jade quality is like mutton fat, thin and can pass through light.

"This bowl is given to you, if you drop it again, Lao Tzu will have to throw you into the sea to feed the fish."

Yang Yi laughed and scolded, but Murong Zhi understood that this was Yang Yi's affirmation of his leading the army a while ago.

"Thank you, sir!" He struck his chest and solemnly gave a military salute, then he carefully took the jade bowl, and he was reluctant to use it, picked it up, picked up a sprinkling altar that was drunk, and laughed out loud.

When the wine reached seven points, Lu Zhenhao was angry, he didn't drop the bowl, he looked up and sang wildly, everyone heard it, they knocked on the pot and knocked the bowl, and sang loudly:

The wolf smoke rises, the rivers and mountains look north, the dragon rolls, the horse neighses, and the sword qi is like frost!

The heart is like the water of the Yellow River, who can resist in 20 years?

Hatred is crazy, the long knife is going, how many siblings are loyal to their souls buried in other places, how to die to repay their family and country, endure and sigh, and are speechless, full of blood and tears.

The horseshoe goes south and people look north, people look north, the grass is green and yellow, and the dust is flying!

I am willing to defend the territory and reopen the territory, and let the Quartet congratulate me!

The singing is not neat, but it is full of heroic and expansive taste, like a wave crashing on the shore, a wave of ups and downs, a wave of rise, wave by wave; Many bowls were knocked out, but they couldn't break the pride, and the rough singing flew out of Washington, flying all over Heianjing, flying into the sky, and echoing for a long time.

When Yang Yi returned to the backyard, Qingniang was still waiting patiently, Yang Yi led the army outside, such a Chinese New Year's Eve, it was natural for the soldiers to drink first, and these Qingniang all understood.

She was sitting on the couch and patiently explaining the rhythm of Song Ci to Lingzi and them, Yang Yi didn't come back, she didn't have the heart to eat first.

For this beautiful, kind and talented girl, Reiko and them are full of good feelings. When they were most desperate, it was the warm feminine brilliance of Qing Niang that made them see the light of life in the darkness.

Qingniang is the Guanyin Bodhisattva of their hearts.

What Qing Niang taught, they listened very carefully and memorized carefully, so that when Yang Yi entered the house, no one noticed.

Qing Niang was the first to feel Yang Yi's breath, raised her head leisurely, and the smile on her face suddenly bloomed like a flower.

Yang Yi opened her arms, caught the clouds floating lightly, and lightly tapped the pear nest on her cheek with her fingers: "Qing Niang is hungry, right?" Didn't you have to wait for me? ”

"Don't be hungry, Brother Yang, I have prepared a sobering soup for you, you can drink some sobering wine." Qing Niang said and was about to struggle out of his arms.

Yang Yi hugged her willow waist tighter, and said with a smile: "Don't bother this, big brother, I'm not drunk." ”

Qing Niang subconsciously sniffed, as if to smell the smell of wine on his body, and that cute appearance made Yang Yi laugh loudly; He carried Qingniang to the stove and beckoned to the children: "Come here!" Let's have dinner! ”

Several women have come around, dividing the bowls, pouring wine and cloth dishes, Japan's Tusu wine and the Tang and Song dynasties come from the same source, are brewed with a variety of traditional Chinese medicine, the taste is almost the same, even from the young thirst is the same.

Pingjinzi is the youngest, drink first, and then it should be Qingniang, the little girl actually wants to play Laipi and let Sadako drink first.

Yang Yi snatched Tu Su's wine, Qing Niang's eyes flashed, and she leaned into his ear and whispered, "Brother Yang, people are sixteen." ”

"Not counting it, how many hours are left?"

"Forget it after drinking Tusu wine!"

"But Sadako is already sixteen before he drinks Tusu wine!"

Qing Niang's so-called sixteen actually refers to the virtual age, Yang Yi refused to admit it, the little girl pouted, and had no choice but to take Tu Su wine and drink it!

Lingzi and Sakurako didn't know what was going on, they looked at them curiously one by one, and when they saw that she cared for Qingniang, they couldn't help but show envy.

"Don't look at it, drink it quickly, drink it quickly, drink Tusu wine to eliminate refuge, the longer it grows, the more beautiful it becomes."

Seven or eight people had a lively Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Yang Yi held Qing Niang's fragrant shoulder and watched the cherry blossoms sing and dance, the lights were lit everywhere in the courtyard, shining on the snow as bright as day.

Jinzi picked a few plum blossoms and inserted them in the bottle, and placed them beside Yang Yi and Qing Niang, exuding bursts of fragrance.

In such a festival, Qing Niang is a little homesick, and the Yang family has always loved her as a daughter, and then she can't help but think of Yang's goodness.

She leaned on Yang Yi's shoulder, and read about the family without a word, Yang Yi was afraid that she would be sad, so she quickly changed the topic and said: "Qing Niang, such a beautiful day, I don't know if Qing Niang has a good sentence?" ”

Qing Niang obviously didn't get rid of the homesickness, and just subconsciously shook her head at his words.

But Lingzi and Zhenzi admired Qingniang's talent very much, and after listening to Yang Yi's proposal, they all surrounded her and begged her.

Qing Niang couldn't put it off, frowned and thought about it, and chanted softly:

The night is drunk and the makeup is late, and the plum calyx is inserted into the stump branches.

The wine wakes up and smokes the spring sleep, and the dream is broken.

People are quiet, the moon is still around, and the green curtains are hanging.

More remnants, more fragrant, more time.

This song "Appealing to Heartfelt Love" is not a superior work in Qing Niang's words, but Yang Yi will not let go of the opportunity to praise her, and immediately high-fived and said: "People are quiet, the moon is still around, and the green curtains are hanging." What a pleasant and moving scene; I want the beauty to the moon to follow the curtain, smell the plum fragrance, look forward to the prime minister, only to hope that the lover will come over the wall, the eagerness ripples in the heart, and dare not show it, the heart has a thousand knots, and sometimes it is difficult to treat ......"

Qing Niang's eyes widened, and her mouth was open, looking at him as if she was looking at an alien.

She was stunned for a while, and then she suddenly snorted, threw herself into Yang Yi's arms, and smashed her fists, not reluctantly.

"Brother Yang, what did you say! It's shameful, it's almost dead, and the word is not as ...... as you say."

"Hahaha, where are there so many so, that's what is going on anyway, otherwise you don't sleep in the middle of the night, Nuo Rui incense, what do you want?"

"Not what you said anyway! Brother Yang, you are necrotic! Necrotic! ”

Qing Niang's little head arched in his arms, where did he dare to raise his head. This poem does have some hazy feelings, but it is a hazy one, Yang Yi used the topic to play and exaggerate it, so that Qing Niang is about to become Cui Yingying in "The Legend of the West Chamber".

"Hahaha!" Yang Yi was very happy, no matter what, as long as Qingniang didn't think about it.

Lingzi and they are very worshipped, and now the overall level of Japan is still at a low level, and compared with the Tang and Song dynasties, it is difficult to catch up; Qing Niang's "Appealing to the Heart" is nothing in the Great Song Dynasty, but compared with the existing Japanese waka, it can definitely overwhelm the crowd.

And this is just Qing Niang's casual chanting, so they have endless praise for Qing Niang, and they are heartfelt.

The question is how much they praise, and how can they offset Yang Yi's stubbornness.

Qing Niang still arched herself in his arms and didn't dare to raise her head.

Yang Yi patted her little buttocks and said with a smile: "Okay girl, get up quickly, teach them, sing with the tune!" ”

"No, don't sing it."

"Alright! Which one to sing? ”

"Hmph, people don't care, you can't sing this song anyway."

"Hahaha, too, this time I see that my lover is about to come in over the wall, and at this time I sing out loud about my thoughts, it's really inappropriate, it's inappropriate!"

"Yikes! Brother Yang, you still say! You still say......"

All of a sudden, there were chaotic fists one after another, beating the owner of Yang Dadao all over his body.

Seeing Qing Niang's coquettish attitude, Lingzi and the others couldn't help but hide their mouths and chuckle, and the hall seemed to be happy.

(To be continued)