Ding Yi didn't have any resistance to this familiar style of practice, which was the atmosphere he was most accustomed to, and he immediately smiled: "What about people? What about the money? Brother Sun, you must always give a real number, and it is only right that it is right. Sun Bo has said this, and Ding Yi is indeed not ready to be polite.

Sun Bo slapped his thigh, and Da Lu laughed: "Ha Lu! Okay, refreshing. If you want money, my brother will give you 100,000 silver! If you want someone, you will be given a thousand strong men, all of whom have a deep blood feud with the Tartars, and will not join the enemy. It's just that sixty or seventy percent of them are singles and have not started a family, brother, you can see that you can go to the teaching department and the like, and get a mother-in-law for them to tie up their minds! ”

"Brother, you are not kind, you are in charge of 3,000 battalions, and only 1,000 people are squeezed out." Anyway, if he speaks, Ding Yi will have to inch in.

Sun Bo took a "bah" and said, "Do you want to help a bird?" Brother, do you think it's the 3,000 battalions of Yongle Year, with nearly 20,000 people? It's no longer the case! Having said that, my brother gave you these thousand Ding Zhuang, but they were not registered! "It's not registered, that is, you don't have to go through the deployment of the military department, and there are a lot fewer scaffolding, but looking at Ding Yi's expression that seems to be smiling but not smiling, Sun Bo reluctantly told the truth, "Okay, damn it, you scholar, how can you know so clearly about us red guys?" These people's food and land have long been divided among the leaders at all levels! These nearly 1,000 people, all of them are fucking thorns, and they have a deep enmity with Wara, and they always want to sneak out of the pass to take revenge, my brother thought, isn't it appropriate to throw it to our sister-in-law? ”

Ding Yi finally understood now, it turned out that seeing that there would be no major war in the near future, the military general wanted to become a way to eat empty salary. But this kind of soldier who has experienced the battle formation in the defense of Beijing, Ding Yi is naturally welcome, not to mention that they still have the courage and determination to seek the enemy and fight.

When the matter was settled, Sun Bo shouted. Some of those guards led Izumo, and after a while, many generals rushed in, and Sun Bo said the number beside Ding Yi: "Old Chen, a hundred; Wang Mazi is only a thousand households, out of fifty; Lao Gao, this vampire, don't look at it as just a thousand households, can give you a hundred and fifty ......"

The wine was drunk, but it gathered about 2,000 soldiers.

It's just that the girls' school book who summoned Fuqin was a little unhappy, looking at the appearance between her eyebrows. I'm afraid it's only twenty-eight years old, and there are probably some talented and beautiful people. At this time, looking at a group of large and small military leaders, they didn't understand the elegance at all, holding the women in their respective pictures, holding their hands in their arms, and drinking with other military leaders. Shout and guess, if you lose and don't drink, someone will pour it on the spot. I also drank it and vomited in the outer yard. and then come back to be a hero; There are also those who have just picked up the woman in their arms, entered the side room, and then traveled in the clouds and rain, and returned to the banquet to boast about the taste with other military leaders.

This girl's school book looked at it, and only felt that why did they come to this drunken immortal pavilion? Wouldn't it be more appropriate to lean on the Red Mansion or something?

Ding Yi and Sun Bo didn't dare to come to pour wine, at most, those little military leaders came to toast together. However, Ding's alcohol consumption is also passable, he will not be ugly, and he can cope with it quite easily. At this time, I was a little drunk, looking at the sad face of the girls' school. The song that gradually faded out of tune, I couldn't help but smile and beckoned to her.

"Out of tune." Ding Yi looked at the girls' school book that was a little afraid, but said to her, "Do you know how to play any fashionable tunes?" ”

"Childe, do you listen?" She became a little interested when she said it, whether she wanted to or not, she was the school book of this Drunken Immortal Pavilion after all, if these rough men were eyeing her, what about it? Don't say anything about selling your art or not selling your body, that's a gimmick that only has made a famous school book, like her, where dare you think about this?

At this time, Ding Yi, who looked like a powerful military leader, still seemed to be gentle, asked her, and she also regarded Ding Yi as a leaner and retuned the strings.

As soon as she finished playing the song, she snuggled up to Ding Yi and said in a low voice: "I heard that this song is composed by the famous Ding Rongcheng who moved the world, if you can see him, you will die, and you are willing." "It is impossible for the girl who welcomes the guests to tell the details of the guests to such a waiting woman, selling the gold cave, the emphasis is to spend money like dirt, you have to let the guests have fun, have no other worries, if you tell the women in this courtyard, the identity of these people, in case of the roar of the lion in Hedong, who will dare to come in the future?

Of course, if the guests themselves revealed their identities to the girls' school book in this courtyard, or if they guessed it themselves, then they would not care about the Drunken Immortal Pavilion.

"Ding Rongcheng? What's so rare? Ding Yi saw that there was a little military leader looking at the girl's school book, so he stretched out his hand to protect her, and broke the military leader's thoughts, he could see that the girl's school book was afraid that he didn't like the roughness of this fighter, "You drank this glass of wine, I heard a few mistakes and omissions in that song, I think it wasn't you who played it wrong, it should be Ding Rongcheng's wrong score......"

Who knew that the girl's school scholar sat up straight with a frosty face, but swallowed the wine in one gulp, choked and coughed, and said to Ding Yi under pressure: "Gongzi is a nobleman, and it is impossible to be such a person as a cheap person." It's just that Ding Rongcheng is a strange man in the world, a big hero, and he asks his son to respect himself! ”

Sun Bo listened to Da Lu laughing on the side, Ding Yi glanced at him, Sun Bo understood but didn't say anything, just shouted for Ding Yi to punish himself with three cups. Ding Yi was helpless, so he had to drink three cups, looking at the childish look of the little girl who was only sixteen or seventeen years old, he was quite unbearable, but said to her: "I am a very good friend with Ding Rongcheng, so I spoke casually, Brother Sun, do you say yes?" ”

Sun Bo couldn't help but smile and nodded: "That's natural!" ”

The girl's school book finally softened her face, and after sitting for a long time, Ding saw that it was almost the same, and then raised his glass to Sun Bo: "Brother, after drinking this cup, the younger brother is not strong enough to drink, so he will take the first step." Sun Bo looked at the drunken military leaders, but it was not easy to stay Dingyi, so he drank this cup with him and sent it to the outside of the courtyard, and there was a girl to lead the way.

At this time, the girls' school book that had just fuqin rushed out and asked Ding Yi: "Childe may teach the slave family to see Ding Rongcheng?" ”

Ding Yi was already half drunk, quite a little crazy, and said with a smile: "Why not?" Well, I'll leave you a thought! ”

After pacing a few steps, he said to the woman: "Listen, play a new trick, the upper link is: the tree is half-found and the axe is half-found; The next link must be ruthless, for example: Xiao He San Ce Ding'an Liu! It has nothing to do with the upper link, but it matches the word for word, and if you get a lower link again, I will fulfill your idea. It is the so-called that you deserve to be ruthless, and you can meet a lover...... Hahaha! I'll come back in a few days, and I'll come to you and ask, what's your name? ”

"Light chrysanthemum."

After saying that, she raised her head, and Ding Yi was already under the escort of Xingtian and Du Ziteng, and went with the girl who led the way.

However, Danju's demeanor at this time was not at all as weak as before.

She took a lantern, lifted her skirt, but revealed a pair of unwrapped heavenly feet, walked quickly into the darkness, and knocked lightly on the door knocker under the small building in the northwest corner of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, and someone came to answer the door. Tan Ju handed the lantern to the slave maid, and quickly walked up to the third floor of the small building, but bowed to the middle-aged beautiful woman in the room: "Master, that person is gone, and he is already drunk, but what he is around seems to be the top ten masters in the rivers and lakes; is still a surnamed Du, and I am afraid that it is no less than the hard stubble of Xingtian; The eight guards are in order, and it seems that it is not easy to start. ”

"If it's easy to start, will people be able to find us in Suyuntang?" The middle-aged beauty seems to be quite old, and the eye wrinkles show the scars of the years under the lamp, but this does not make her feel old, but adds a bit of mature taste, such as a vintage wine.

"Yes." Light chrysanthemum should be in order.

The middle-aged beautiful woman looked at her, but asked, "Don't you want to?" ”

"The disciple doesn't dare."

"Well, it's just reluctant, but I don't dare to be unwilling, which is good." The middle-aged beauty nodded, "It's good that you can tell the truth to the teacher." Tan Ju, if I can really teach you to have a good home, you were raised by me, how can I be an iron-hearted liver? Give up this old skin, and ask for a free body for you. It's just that you and him, after all, are not all the way, not to mention that if you don't do it, the hall will still send someone to do it again, the master is just a incense master, and there are six hall masters, four elders, and the main hall master......"

"Danju understands, Tanju will do it."

The middle-aged beauty nodded, as if she was happy that her apprentice had figured it out: "If you love him, give him a happy death; If you love him, be cruel and don't let him suffer much from the world. If you can't forget him, burn his bones, take a handful of ashes, and hang them in your heart forever, just as you are a teacher. As she spoke, she stroked the emerald chicken heart pendant on the necklace, thinking that it was him she had admired back then, hanging on her heart.

Tan Ju seemed to see that her master, who had always been extremely strong, had something in the corner of her eyes that reflected the firelight, but it was gone in a blink of an eye, she thought about it, and finally told the middle-aged beauty the upper link left by Ding Yi, and the ruthless play. Hearing this, the middle-aged beauty frowned: "What are you doing with him?" Do you really want to sing with him? When I made a move, I was only looking for one name, such as really not being able to come out, and so on, but when I got close to it, where did I get so many things? ”

"Yes, the disciple is wrong."

Ding Yi didn't know about the master-apprentice conversation between Lu Dao in the northwest building of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, and he didn't know that Tan Ju had long known that Lu Dao was Ding Rongcheng. It was already late at night when he came out of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, and even the group of Chen Fatzi, who hated ghosts, had already disappeared. The guards led the horses, carefully checked the belly belts and horse pedals one by one, and only after everything was correct did they come to invite Ding Yi to get on the horse, and no one dared to take the assassination of Nanjing lightly.

As soon as Ding got on the horse, he returned to the rope, but he ran for a while, and was blown by the wind, and all the wine poured up, and he stopped his four hooves to step on the snow, rolled down the saddle, and vomited so much that the sky was dark. He drinks a good amount of alcohol, but he has always been extremely disciplined and rarely drinks. Just because I drank too much wine, my hands were unstable.

After drinking so much wine at once, my spirit was fine, but my stomach couldn't stand it when I was tumbling on the galloping horse.

At this time, in the alley ahead, there was a little oil lamp, accompanied by the smell of green onions, but it was a burden of soup cakes, for Ding Yi, who had just vomited, it really felt like he was in a desperate situation: "Go eat a bowl of soup cakes to cushion your stomach first!" (To be continued......)

PS: If you have a monthly pass, throw it over