Shortly after dawn the next day, Guangren was summoned to the palace by Emperor Wu. Dafang Shi was kept by the emperor until noon and did not come back, but His Majesty the emperor was wet with rain and dew, and at lunchtime sent someone to send three tables of imperial meals and ten altars of grape wine from the Western Regions.

Wu Mian and Gui Bugui brought Xiao Rensan to occupy a table of imperial food, and the three of them had also eaten and seen the lord in Huainan Palace. The food on that table is average, but Xiao Rensan is mostly curious about the ten jars of grape wine. Just drank a small glass and the little guy's eyes straightened. said to the point of not returning: "The old immortal is no worse than your fruit wine." Good stuff ......"

After finishing speaking, Xiao Rensan poured himself a full glass of wine. After leaning his neck and drinking it, the little guy suddenly remembered something, and then patted his little head, and said to Wu Mian and Gui Fei: "You wait for me, if I don't come back, don't touch the wine on the table......" When he spoke, Xiao Rensan had already rushed out.

A moment later, Xiao Rensan returned to their room with three or four small alchemists. Each of these little alchemists held two jars of wine left and right, and counted them, Emperor Wu gave a total of ten jars of wine, and there were nine jars in this room.

He smiled at the moment and continued at Xiao Rensan: "Yes, it's a little better than what I thought of the old man." Just now, my old man thought that you would snatch all ten jars of wine, and I knew to leave one jar for others. Are you transgender today? Such a generous ......."

"Why do you want to leave something for others" Xiao Rensan didn't seem to hear the backwords in his mouth, he skillfully smashed the sealing mud of the altar mouth, and after carefully cleaning up the altar mouth, he plunged his little head into the wine jar at once. It was not until his little belly bulged that the little guy retracted his head. I glanced at the wine in the jar, and half of it was missing......

After a jar of wine was put down, Xiao Ren San, who was flushed, had already begun to smirk at Wu Mian and Gui Wu. This was a precursor to his drunkenness, and he had had enough of this little guy's drunkenness with him. At the moment, he pulled Wu Mian, and before Xiao Rensan was completely in trouble, the two of them had already slipped out of the pavilion in advance.

These two people don't have any relatives and friends in Chang'an City, except for the former general Zhou Ke, they don't even have a friend who can say a few words. However, the distance of the Tiger Army's camp was not close, and he was reluctant to use magic if he didn't return, so he had to wander around the street with Wu Mian and Wu Mian at the moment.

The two of them walked out a few blocks and were about to find a place to sit down and rest at a wine shop, tea house, or something. Suddenly saw a familiar figure walking by in the opposite direction, and the first thing he saw at that figure was whether he would return or not, and he pulled Wu Mian over. Whispered: "Don't look at the other side......"

If the old guy didn't say these five words, Wu Mian really didn't plan to look at the other side. These words were a reminder to him, and as soon as the white-haired man looked up, he saw an old man dressed as a warlock walking into a wine shop opposite. The guy who was facing the wine shop shouted: "Baby, bring a jar of good wine to the warlock grandfather, and then four cold, four hot and eight dishes, and you want meat and no ingredients." It was Xi Yingzhen, who had been hiding in Bailixi, Liaodong, who spoke......

As he spoke, Xi Yingzhen took out a small gold coin from his arms, and gave it to the guy who was coming over to serve. A table of wine will never cost so much. Just when the young man was about to repay Xi Yingzhen, the old warlock waved his hand and said to him: "You can check this table for Grandpa Warlock, and you take the gold, as long as Grandpa Warlock eats freely, more will be rewarded for you." ”

As soon as he heard that there was a reward, the smile on the man's face was even bigger. After a few polite words of gratitude, he said to Xi Yingzhen: "You are really a coincidence, you just slaughtered a fat sheep outside your mouth in the morning. If you don't feel angry, the little one is up to your grandfather. Half a fat sheep and some dried vegetables are stewed at the bottom, and the other half is grilled on the charcoal stove. The whole sum of water has been marinated and cooled, and I will let the kitchen cut half a catty for your old wine. Would you like to drink while waiting for the lamb to come out of the pot? ”

"Go, go, go!" As soon as he heard the guy talk about the practice of mutton, Xi Ying really changed and saw the three virtues of Xiao Ren, who saw the wine jar. After driving away the man and telling him to hurry up, the old warlock's eyes were fixed on the place in the kitchen.

Wu Mian and Gui Bugui covered up their breath, and the two of them held their breath and quietly looked at the back of the old warlock in the wine shop. The old guy was a little stunned by Xi Yingzhen, and tried to pull Wu Mian out of here several times, but was stopped by the white-haired man: "Look what he is going to do......"

It wasn't long before the guy came out of the kitchen with a long tray. The heart, liver, belly, and lungs that had been cut in the tray were brought to Xi Yingzhen's table. The old warlock took a bite like a sorcerer, and after sending down another glass of wine, he smiled and took out two gold bills from his bosom. Still on the young man's tray, he said, "One is yours, and the other is the cook." These plates are well cooked, and I told the cook that if the mutton is also cooked like this, the warlock grandfather will still have a reward......"

The guy smiled and accepted the two gold bills, and after making a big salute to Xi Yingzhen, he ran into the kitchen to report the good news. Seeing that the old warlock didn't notice the two of them, he was relieved that he couldn't return. However, the mutton in the kitchen had to be cooked for another half an hour, and the two of them didn't want to disturb the old warlock. Immediately left here, until he couldn't see the wine shop, Wu Mian said to the returnee: "I didn't expect Chang'an City to be lively again, old guy, guess what Xi Yingzhen meant by appearing in Chang'an City at this time?" “

After thinking about it for a long time, he still smiled bitterly and said to Wu Mian: "Looking at this warlock grandfather, my legs and stomach tremble in the old man's stomach." I really couldn't guess what he meant. Stuffy after so many years in the mountains? ”

Rao is such a nine-song exquisite heart that does not return, and he can't guess what Xi Yingzhen's intention is to appear in Chang'an City at this time. Only inform Guangren later to see if there is anything else they don't know about Dafangshi. At that moment, the two of them continued to wander around the street for most of the hour.

After counting the time, the little guy had finished drinking and was almost asleep, and the two of them walked in the direction of the pavilion. After walking for a while, when he returned to the wine shop where Xi Ying was really eating, he saw the old warlock competing with the mutton in the soup pot from a distance. The two of them held their breath again. Just as he was about to walk quickly past the outside of the wine shop, he suddenly saw several men dressed in monk's clothes enter the wine shop.

These people Wu Mian and Gui Fei are also familiar, and the one who took the lead is the middle-aged monk who was almost killed by the heavenly thunder he hooked yesterday. After seeing a few of them enter the wine shop, Wu Mian and Gui Bugui suddenly changed their minds. The two men stood outside the liquor store, waiting to see what would happen next.

The development of things did not live up to Wu Mianhe's expectations, and a few of them came to shock the middle-aged monk today. After entering the wine shop, several people occupied a table, and saw Xi Yingzhen munching mutton, and several monks took a second look, but as far as their eyes could see, the mutton on the old warlock's table.

When the guy rushed over to greet him, the middle-aged monk who was scared to pee yesterday pointed to Xi Yingzhen's table and said to the guy, "Like that old guy, bring us a table too." When stewing mutton, add more ginger to suppress the gas. ”

The guy said with a smiling face: "I'm really sorry everyone, there is only one sheep in the shop, and it is already on the grandfather's table." However, the stewed pork in the small shop is also a must in Chang'an City, why don't you change the taste......"

Before the man's words could be finished, the middle-aged monk had already slapped him in the face. "Smack!" After a bang, the guy fell to the ground. This shocked the customers in the store, including Xi Yingzhen, who had just swallowed the mutton......