"I wonder if Master Yan Se knows about the Restoration Meeting?"

It was originally a picture of what can you do to me, but when he heard the term Restoration Congress, his fingers trembled subconsciously.

"I don't know if Master Yan Se still remembers the war between the Tang Dynasty and Yan Guo more than ten years ago."

"When the Yan Kingdom lost, in order to survive, they sent Prince Chongming as a proton. Prince Chongming's heart is immortal, stirring up the wind and rain in my Tang Kingdom, if there is no him, Master Yan Se will not be able to see the situation tonight. ”

Yan Se was a little unsure of Tang Ning's thoughts, and wanted to ask but was afraid of losing the initiative in negotiations, so he simply kept his mouth shut.

"Although Yan Guo only sent a few guards to follow Chongming on the surface, secretly he continued to inject killers and spies into my Tang Kingdom, including Cui Delu and He Mingchi. In addition, King Yan is not the only one behind the restoration of the Congress. ”

"Mr. Four, how can I believe you in empty words? We Datang need evidence to convict and convict. ”

Yan Se's complexion changed slightly, whether it was him or the national teacher Li Qingshan, they had never explored the bottom of He Mingchi. Although he is still hard-mouthed, he also knows what the status of the academy is in Datang.

As the fourth disciple of the master himself, his words will naturally not be groundless. What's more, as a great cultivator of the Five Realms, if He Mingchi had a grudge against him, he could completely make it disappear quietly in another way.

As for the matter of the restoration of the Congress, he and Emperor Tang had already speculated about the strangeness of tonight's events. With the king of Yan, who has already died, can he instruct the swordsman Yuelun monk of the Southern Jin Dynasty?

Yan Se only thought for a moment, and then figured everything out. Of course, if you figure it out, it is impossible for him to hand over He Mingchi.

"After tonight, the Restoration Congress will continue to lurk, and they will have follow-up actions, I don't need to tell you what this action is, you should be able to think of it. That Cui Delu is dead at this time, but your nephew He Mingchi has always been hiding in the corner. I don't think he's in the South Gate Taoist Temple right now. ”

Master Yan Se forced himself to calm down and waited for Tang Ning to continue to speak.

Of course, he knew what the goal of the Restoration Congress was, and he knew the Xiling gang too well. As the great priest from Xiling, Yan Se certainly knew what was going on over there.

The pride of the Tang people has long become a thorn in the side of those people. As for the follow-up actions, it is difficult to speculate for the time being, and we need to wait for a while for tonight's events to be thoroughly investigated before we can speculate one or two.

Seeing Yan Se's contemplative expression, Tang Ning achieved his goal and said after saluting.

"Master Yan Se, my purpose of coming this time has been achieved, so I will leave."

Yan Se didn't speak, nodded and walked out of the room with his hands behind his back with an ugly face.

On the other side, Ning Que had already left towards Xiaoshu, and before leaving, they came to Wang Jingluo's side and tentatively touched the inaudible prohibition.

Wang Jingluo watched Master Yan Se come out of the room, and hurriedly shouted, "Master, can you let me out?" ”

Yan Se shook his head and walked out of the alley step by step. Wang Jing saw Yan Se disappear into the corner of the street, and tentatively stretched out his hand.

"After coming out of here, I will go to serve under General Xu Shi of the Zhennan Army to atone for my sins."

Then there was a desperate cry in the alley.

"Master, you're about to collect the runes, right? Don't leave me alone? ”

It's a pity that no matter how much he shouts, all that answers him is silence in the dark.

On the other side, Ning Que supported Chao Xiaoshu back to Lao Bizhai.

"Young master, young master, you're back! Hungry? ”

Sang Sang heard the movement and walked out of the back room with the wine bag in his arms as soon as he heard the movement.

Ning Que looked at the wine bag in Sang Sang's arms and asked, "Where did the wine come from?" ”

"The person who bought the first calligraphy and painting for ten taels of silver that day gave it to me, and he just came."

"Do you know what his name is?"

Sang Sang shook his head and looked at the mark on the wine bag towards Xiaoshu, feeling a strange sense of familiarity.

"Give the young master a drink?"

Sang Sang nodded, took out two small cups, and carefully poured half a cup for the two of them.

"So little? More? ”

Chao Xiaoshu said tentatively, but it was Ning Que who answered him.

"It's free, that's all, don't drink it."

"Sangsang, young master, I'm hungry, go make three bowls of noodles."

"Okay young master."

Sangsang put down the wine bag in his arms and quickly ran to the back kitchen. After a while, Sang Sang came out with two bowls of noodles, one bowl with fried eggs she gave to Ning Que, and the other bowl with only green onions and peppercorns was given to Chao Xiaoshu.

Lao Chao looked at the fried egg in Ning Que's bowl and was very envious.

"Why don't I have eggs in my bowl?"

"It's free, that's all, don't eat it."

Yes, he was blocked back by Ning Que on the grounds that it was free, and he groaned at Xiaoshu and then spoke.

"Fifteen hundred taels, plus an omelette?"

"Deal! Sangsang, go add an omelette to him. ”

Looking at the steaming omelette at Xiaoshu, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled slightly, and he learned from Ning Que with his face, and sat on the threshold for a meal.

Of course Ning Que knew what Chao Xiaoshu meant, he drank a lot of blood with the Pu Dao in his hand tonight, and he himself vomited a lot of blood, and this thousand five hundred taels should be the cost of the decoction.

After eating the noodles, Ning Que and Chao Xiaoshu picked up the half glass of wine. Take a sip and drink clean.

As soon as the wine was in the mouth, it was different towards the tree, and a burning sensation spread from the mouth to the heart, and the cold brought by the damp clothes was immediately dispelled away by the spirits.

After Ning Que finished drinking, his eyes suddenly widened, and he hurriedly turned around and asked, "Did the person who gave you the wine say what this wine is called?" ”

"Mandarin Supreme!"

It was not Sangsang who answered Ning Que, but Chao Xiaoshu. He had drunk this wine once, and only once, because his eldest brother had rewarded him. He will never forget the reluctant expression on his brother's face when he gave him wine.

Ning Que suddenly stood up when he heard this name, in this strange world, he never thought that he would be able to drink the wine of his hometown. Although the names are different, this most familiar strangeness makes it difficult for him, a woodcutter who chops wood, to control himself.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

"Young master, I'm fine, young master, I'm happy, this is wine, hometown wine!"

？？？

Chao Xiaoshu looked at Ning Que who was inexplicably happy with a bewildered expression, hometown wine? Isn't this wine specially supplied to the Tang royal family in the mountains behind the academy? It is said that the Tang Emperor could only get one pot of this wine a year.

This so-called pot is, of course, not the kind of bag full of wine in Sang Sang's arms, but a fist-sized pot about half a catty.

There is only one possibility for such a wine to be given to Sangsang.

"Ning Que, are you going to be admitted to the academy?"

Chao Xiaoshu asked casually, and nodded his head in the taste of his hometown.

After thinking about Ning Que's words, looking at the unyielding on the young man's face, Chao Xiaoshu knew that he was from the academy. He has always believed that Ning Que will make great achievements, even if he is completely incomprehensible to the sea of qi and snow mountains, he will not be able to shake it.

Even if he is nothing now, he will be in the future. Thinking silently towards Xiaoshu, he glanced at Ning Que, who was immersed in joy, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

At this time, Ning Que could not care what Chao Xiaoshu thought, he couldn't wait to turn his head, looked at the wine bag in Sangsang's arms, and said flatteringly: "Sangsang, the young master wants to drink!" ”

Sangsang likes wine very much, and because of the cold in her body, drinking alcohol will make her no longer cold. The second is because she can drink and can drink, that is, the so-called thousand cups do not pour.

Although Ning Que can drink, he can't drink. Su Rili bought only half a glass of wine, which is why when I poured the wine before, I only poured half a glass.

Sang Sang poured half a cup for Ning Que again, and Ning Que said dissatisfiedly: "Pour it full, young master is happy today." ”

"Young master, you can't drink, this wine is so strong, if you drink it again, you will get drunk, and if you are drunk, you will say some nonsense that Sang Sang can't understand."

"It's okay, the young master is happy, and it's okay to be drunk."

After pouring a full cup for Ning Que, Sang Sang saw that he looked at Xiao Shu with a blank look, thinking that the 1,500 taels of fried eggs were really expensive, so he poured half a cup for him by the way.

Chao Xiaoshu was very happy, and took a sip of the wine glass in his hand, looking indescribably comfortable.

Ning Que on the other side had a bold sip, and after drinking, he shouted for another drink.

Ning Que is indeed happy today, and it is worth having a drink. He may have a familiar companion in this strange world. In addition, the little black man's revenge has been avenged, but Ning Que has recently had a big event in his heart, why can't he be happy?

"Young Master, this ......"

"What are you afraid of, the young master makes a business today, and tomorrow there will be two thousand taels, don't be a small family with a bag of wine, the young master will move an altar back for you tomorrow when he gets the money, or the kind of one-person high sea altar, this is always okay, right?"

The wine that was drunk into Xiaoshu's mouth was uncontrollable because of Ning Que's words, but when he thought of the preciousness of this wine, he hurriedly wanted to swallow it, and he suddenly choked after coming and going.

"The young master has to be the one who speaks."

Sang Sang laughed so hard when he heard this, and hurriedly poured Ning Que another full cup.

"Ahem, Ning Que, you may not know the preciousness of this wine."

After calming down, Chao Xiaoshu decided to remind Ning Que a little, if this wine could be bought with money, how could the people behind him regard it as a treasure?

He Chao Xiaoshu, the leader of the Fish Dragon Gang, the owner of Lane 47, why has he never bought it?

Seeing that Ning Que was bored again, he subconsciously swallowed saliva towards Xiaoshu.

At this time, Ning Que also seemed to have discovered that something was not quite right.

In terms of money, although Chao Xiaoshu is not a big wealth, at least he is a good petty bourgeoisie.

What's more, he also has the identity of the leader of the Fish and Dragon Gang, plus the hole card that should be a lot of money, even people like him are so precious to this wine......

"This Wenhua Supreme, it has never been sold, and I don't know exactly who made it, I only know that the Tang Palace can only get half a catty every year for royal use. I was also fortunate enough to have a drink a few years ago, and after so many years, this is the second time I have drunk it, but unfortunately, such a good wine cannot be enjoyed. ”

？？？

Ning Que had an expression that you were teasing me, and he looked at Xiaoshu's heart secretly.

"This wine is so precious?"

Seeing that he nodded to Xiaoshu and looked back at Sangsang. The latter seemed to be holding a super gold mine, hugging the wine bag tightly, for fear that his young master would come to rob it, Ning Que could only reply with an embarrassed but polite smile.