Chapter 3: The Feast
The night is getting darker and darker, the autumn clouds are light, and the night breeze flutters back and forth with a gentle breeze, obscuring the moonlight, leaving only a dark shadow in the dark.
I don't know which window has not been covered, and the candle flame ripples twice with the night breeze, stretching the figure long, skewed and shaking.
Xiao Cheng suddenly woke up.
In front of him was a hazy halo, and the tip of his nose was filled with the greasy aroma of fat powder, mixed with the cloudy smell of drunkenness, as if someone had stepped on his chest, and he was sullen and breathless.
He stared blankly at the long banquet, and looked at the candle flame, the cups and plates on the table were in disarray, and the dishes and soup were spilled, and there was no longer the exquisiteness and delicacy of the first table, and it was a mess.
The figure in front of him swayed, some people pillowed the woman's white and greasy arms to drink, and some people had their clothes wide open, and their chests were flat and pinched back and forth by the man.
He was so disgusted that he was about to vomit when he opened his mouth, and he wanted to vomit out all the mixed things in his internal organs, but he was pulled by the sleeve of his shirt by a person next to him, "Childe, are you okay?" ”
Son?
I didn't expect to be able to listen to this sound when I arrived in Zhongnan Mansion.
Xiao Cheng laughed, looking more and more handsome.
The woman next to her was only fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing a pink begonia folded branch water pattern skirt, which should be very good-looking, but he couldn't see his appearance clearly, only the colorful butterfly love flower golden step on the woman's head was shaking tremblingly, and the butterfly wings and silver wings were bright and scary.
When she saw him smiling, she was about to come over, "The slave family will feed you some tea and water, and relieve the hangover." ”
"No need." Xiao Cheng put his arm in front of him and avoided it, his voice was very low, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "What time is it?" ”
"It's just over the unitary hour."
"Hasn't Mr. Liu come yet?"
The woman looked at the people in the room, as if she was puzzled, and opened her eyes to look at him, without the dust of the talent, and a little more childish.
"From the palace, Lord Liu." Xiao Cheng's head suddenly hurt, he supported his temple with one hand, stood up and walked out.
As soon as the door was pushed open a crack, the cold outside the house rushed to his face, and he stumbled under his feet, and he paused and continued to walk.
Outside is the Nanhuai River, the river water is shimmering in the cold night, and the dark surface of the river is illuminated by the colorful lights on both sides of the river.
There was a night breeze with water vapor in all directions, and Sen Sen Miao drilled into the cracks of the bones.
He was standing on top of a pleasure boat.
Today's banquet was prepared by the officials of Zhongnan Mansion for Liu Ting.
Liu Ting didn't like the "manager", so the little eunuchs in the palace avoided Li Yuandu and called him "Old Ancestor", and when he left the palace, he became the "Lord Liu" of Sanpin, and now he is the only one who dares to shout like this.
No, who knows if Liu Ting indulged others so presumptuous in the past, he just doesn't know.
Xiao Cheng thought and laughed out loud.
"What's so funny?" Xiao Cheng was about to burst into laughter, and suddenly a voice came from behind him, and he immediately stopped it.
The person who came put his hand on his waist, and Xiao Cheng stiffened and avoided it.
"Drink too much, go crazy." His voice was cold, colder than the river breeze, but the man didn't care, and rubbed his fingertips twice, "Go in, it's cold outside." ”
Xiao Cheng turned around without saying a word, and became the unsmiling imperial attendant again, and followed him in.
"Lord Liu." As soon as they entered, everyone stopped their movements and stood up crookedly and shouted.
Liu Ting looks very handsome, his face is fair, his figure is appropriate, he compares a room of fat heads and oily brains, his peach blossom eyes squinted slightly, he swept around, only nodded, and said lightly: "Our family is late, I'm sorry everyone." ”
With that, he passed through it.
There is a compartment at the back, and the sliding door is not known if it is the style learned from Yuyang Mansion, which is very complicated, and the begonia spring sleep picture is carved on it.
Entering the cubicle, Liu Ting sat down, Xiao Cheng poured tea and drank it for himself, taking one sip after another, he was thirsty.
"Who poured it?" Liu Ting asked, Xiao Cheng didn't look at him, and took another sip of tea, "No one." ”
"Everyone has withdrawn?" Liu Ting stepped forward and snatched his cup, took a sip of tea, and stared at his handsome face, "Isn't it happy to catch people?" ”
"What is there to displeasure in me, and it is not my will."
The Shence army arrived here two days earlier, but he didn't find any news, and when he saw Jiang Du during the day, Liu Ting had a number in his heart.
"You are the protector of the Shence Army that I personally recommended, so you can't keep up with the boss."
Xiao Cheng tilted his head and frowned in disgust, "It's that pair of birds." ”
Liu Ting loves birds, a few days ago they arrived in Zhongnan Mansion, the prefect Jiang Du sent Liu Ting a pair of birds, clever and good-looking, Liu Ting loves it, hanging in front of him day and night to tease.
Jiang Du is also Princess Qing's brother-in-law and Fang Jin's brother-in-law.
"I'm already buried." He said with a blank face.
Liu Ting was a little distressed, but thinking that the beast had deceived him, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, "If you bury it, bury it." ”
Xiao Cheng listened to the movement outside, played the pipa and sang softly, sandwiched in the waves of a group of big men, which became more and more seductive.
"My lord, there is an urgent call from the palace." Someone outside the house replied, Xiao Cheng suddenly got up and walked towards the sliding door, "Just come." He roared outward, and his heart was filled with fire, inexplicably.
Liu Ting's face was gloomy, he looked at him with pity, slammed the door and went out.
Outside, everyone stood up, and Qi Bai, the big boss beside Li Yuan, strode up to Liu Ting, smiling respectfully.
The two stood one after the other, greeting each other, in fact, Liu Ting had just come from the foothold of the Shence Army, so he naturally knew what he was talking about, but he didn't say anything.
Xiao Cheng leaned on the sliding door, looked out from the crack in the door, and noticed that the atmosphere was obviously different, and the officials who had been prodigal before were a little restrained, holding their hands in front of them.
Look at it, it's not a shame on Liu Ting, otherwise Fang would have been so respectful.
It is no wonder that in terms of qualifications, in the end, it is the worship room that has taken the lead, although the celebrant has the favor of the saint, but in the past few years, it has slowly fallen silent, which is not as good as before.
He thought of the leader Li in the palace, and he didn't have the momentum of the first person in the palace at all.
But he was very calm.
For the first time other than the Lord, he felt this kind of oppression that was not sharp in others.
There were a lot of people in the house, and at least half of the officials of Zhongnan Prefecture came, and those with smaller official ranks were not qualified to board the ship, so they could only wait on the shore all night.
These people, who had just made a lot of noise, fell down at this moment, and leaned on the flesh of the prostitute Bai Huahua to listen to the sound.
Xiao Cheng didn't know what was wrong with him, it was not normal since he hit the capital, like a bird out of a cage, and if he continued like this, he would be buried by Liu Ting sooner or later.
He thought in a daze, only to hear Qi Bai's voice coming in, "Manager Liu, there is an urgent call in Beijing, I'm afraid that you will be tired and rush back overnight." ”
Xiao Cheng let out a breath, and a string in his heart was loosened, only to realize that there was a layer of cold sweat behind him.