King Ying is a frequent visitor to the apricot curtain, Jiang Yao played through the bamboo curtain, the two of them heard his voice and did not see him, and the two had never met.

The death of the crown prince is a matter of national sorrow. King Ying and Wang Beauty patronized the apricot curtain in sight, drinking and buying drunk to relieve their grief.

Yingwang admires Gao Xiuying, the small owner of the restaurant, a girl with a beautiful appearance, but she supports such a big business at a young age.

Speech and demeanor are the bearing of having seen the world. The style of acting is more crisp than that of boys. So King Ying takes care of Boss Gao's business and frequents it.

King Ying is dressed in a black dress embroidered with gold thread, and his facial features are tough and resolute.

Wang Meiren was dressed in plain white, loosely tied up a bun, and fixed it with an emerald jade hairpin. Wrapped in light makeup, women want to be pretty, so they wear filial piety.

The men are deep and introverted, and the women are delicate and charming. It was very eye-catching, and the two came in side by side, and the guests sitting on it paid attention.

Those who knew the king of Ying got up and saluted the king. King Ying returned the salute and signaled everyone to be free.

"Lord, madam, please upstairs."

Xiuying smiled and bowed down to personally send the two nobles up to the Penglai Hall on the third floor.

Jiang Yao played the flute through the bamboo curtain on the terrace. The sound of the flute reverberates melodiously. But it's a song "Amazing Dance".

A song "Amazing Dance" attracted the attention of King Ying, and King Ying stopped and listened to the melodious flute sound through the curtain.

The flute sounded melodiously, and his thoughts flew to three years ago, the dancing posture in the pavilion and water pavilion, and the flute boy.

It's a pity that creation makes people jealous, and that young woman has died.

In the past, he admired the performance level of the pianist, and today's piece reminds him of the memory of King Ying.

"Takakura, bring the luthier to see it." King Ying and the beauty entered the Penglai Hall.

Takakura ran to the terrace, and at the end of a song, he stepped forward to salute: "The prince has invited the prince into the hall to talk." ”

Takakura intercepted Jiang Yao, who was about to leave.

"Thank you for your kindness." Jiang Yao followed Takakura to Penglai Hall.

Jiang Yao thinks that he is a person in the rivers and lakes, and he is unwilling to meet the officials and magnates. But when he left the mountain, the master had a life, and he wanted to gain a firm foothold in the capital and develop his power.

Jiang Yao was wearing a white flowing cloud pattern robe, holding a purple jade flute and standing in front of King Ying.

"The grass people have seen the prince, thank you for the invitation."

"What a fairy-like figure," King Ying praised, "serve the wine, son, please take a seat." ”

"Thank you, Lord Wang."

King Ying invited him to sit down, and Jiang Yao sat down unceremoniously.

"This king is familiar with his son, since he is destined to be a son, don't be restrained."

King Ying looked at Jiang Yao and felt that he had seen it somewhere.

"I have seen the prince in the Li Mansion from afar." Jiang Yao said with a smile.

"That year, I was invited by the prince to go hunting, but my mother was seriously ill and couldn't make the trip."

King Ying was stunned, no wonder it was familiar. The young man plays the flute in the pavilion of the water pavilion, and the girl dances.

Today, the demeanor of the teenager is better than before. The lotus flowers in the Water Pavilion are still smiling in the spring breeze, what is the fate of Loess Longzhongqing?

King Ying's expression was sad, and he sighed: "After a long time, the world is unpredictable, today this king has to meet the old man, fortunately, fortunately." ”

"In Xia Jiang Yao, I am fortunate to meet the prince again." Jiang Yao held the pot and poured wine.

King Ying picked up the parrot cup and did three in a row, and Jiang Yao also accompanied three.

"Happy." King Ying raised his glass frequently, "Today I have to meet the old acquaintance, and this king and you drink three hundred cups." ”

Xiuying personally sent the taro soup over, and the taro soup was boiled in a pot with water, and the water was boiled and live frogs were put in.

The frog has nowhere to run, so in a hurry, it hugs the taro and is dumbfounded when the frog is cooked. It can be said that it is a heavy delicacy.

"When the distinguished guests come, the small shop will send a hug of taro soup to show respect."

Xiuying put down the dishes, poured wine for each of the three of them, stood and drank a cup of tea, and went to work again.

"This little woman is a heroine." King Ying said with appreciation.

"Who said women are inferior to men." Beauty does impassioned form.

"There are also Zhong Lingyu's beautiful people, who are famous."

When King Ying saw Jiang Yao, he remembered Bao Chuan, and the glimpse of that day was fresh for a long time.

The beauty didn't know the mood of King Ying, and King Ying expressed his feelings about the reunion of old friends, and she also slipped through from time to time to cheer.

King Ying talked a lot, tracing back to the roots to explore Jiang Yao's life experience of visiting immortals and seeking Taoism.

"Where is the Childe Master? Where have you been? Have you ever tasted the elixir in the world? Is Master Master a master of alchemy?···" Curious baby in general.

Jiang Yao laughed secretly in his heart, the prince died young, could it be that the king of Ying, the rabbit died and was sad, and he was hit? So attached to the elixir.

"Master is a Taoist priest who has no fixed residence. Where do you have the heart to refine the elixir, I have been a teacher for many years, and I have never seen the master alchemy. ”

Jiang Yao changed the topic and wanted to end the meal as soon as possible, so he was in a hurry to go back.

"Is it okay to play a pot throwing game with the prince in Xia?" Jiang Yao's phoenix eyes wandered.

The beauty admired in her heart, what a character who turned all beings upside down.

"Okay." Yingwang is a master of the game, and readily agreed. Leave the elixir behind for now.

Yingwang is very cooperative. The pitcher is willing to gamble and lose, the immortal throws the sword on his back, Jiang Yao is like having a back eye, the porcelain cylinder is pierced with amphora pitcher, and the arrow hits.

Although King Ying loses more and wins less, he can have fun with the masters.

"Isn't it overkill for Childe to stoop here."

King Ying saw that he was uninhibited and uninhibited, his piano skills were superb, and he was also a master of games.

His speech and demeanor reveal the bones of the fairy wind, and he is by no means an idle person. But he was committed to being a pianist in a restaurant. There is a heart to recruit him under his command.

Jiang Yao said with a smile: "In the countryside, a spoonful and a pot of wine are enough. ”

"Childe is a real celebrity and a gentleman."

King Ying feels the same way, and he is also a person who is not burdened by the world and does not stick to stereotypes and bad habits. Both of them have free and uninhibited personalities.

"Jiang Yao is a person in the rivers and lakes, the prince only needs to say a word if he has something, Jiang will definitely do his best to serve the prince."

The two made an appointment to meet again and go back separately.

Jiang Yao jumped all the way and whipped his whip, and when he came back, it was Shen Shi, and he came back late today.

When he stopped neatly in front of the door, Jiang Yao jumped off the horse and habitually curled the corners of his mouth.

I didn't hear the familiar sound of a wooden sword cutting a tree, and I didn't see a familiar figure when I entered the door.

He wandered around and found a place to live on his own.

"Ye'er, Ye'er,"

Liu Ye was busy in the kitchen, and she didn't make a sound. Master has often attacked her these days, causing her to be bruised and purple, and she is ruthless at all.

Jiang Yao shouted all the way over, Ye Er was making cakes called Mai, he liked to eat them very much. A pancake made of flour, mutton, green onions, soy sauce, and salt.

Jiang Yao washed his hands and came over to help. Willow Reflexively turned his backhand into a knife and slashed at his arm.

Jiang Yao dodged sideways, and was in the arms of Liu Ye, who opened a handful of flour in his right hand and sprinkled it one after another, raising Jiang Yao's face.

Jiang Yao's face was covered with flour, like a white face singing and painting on stage.

"Master also has times when he is tricked." Liu Ye clapped his hands and laughed.

Jiang Yao blew on his two hands, with a white face, and tickled under the armpits of the willow leaves with both hands.

Liu Ye couldn't help itchy, so he simply grabbed a handful of flour and painted it on his white face.

"Master, I have already punished myself."

Jiang Yao likes to see Liu Ye laugh from the bottom of his heart.

He knew that Xue Shang's betrayal was a thorn in Liu Ye's heart, and when this thorn was pulled out, she would really let go.

Jiang Yao withdrew his hand, called for clean water, threw a towel handkerchief, and wiped the heads and faces of the two of them.

Jiang Yao didn't tell Liu Ye about his encounter with King Ying. Liu Ye left home, the cause and effect were not important, he only hoped that the past would be erased from Liu Ye's heart one day sooner.