Chapter 4 The spring breeze is intoxicating

In vain life, this hatred condensed for a long time, and three days later, the general became fragrant.

Zhaorui stood in front of the door: "Let's go, don't get in the way of our business,"

No one answered outside the door for a long time.

Zhaorui rolled up his sleeves: "You kid want to stand on the side, what are you doing in the center?" Troublemakers, aren't they? ”

In a dozen eyes, there was no Zhaorui.

I closed the book and walked out.

Little Black was like a log there, refusing to say more.

"Zhaorui, come back, he will stay in the store in the future, you teach him some rules first," I glanced at and turned back.

Zhaorui hurriedly ran over, and his pretty face was twisted into a Sichuan character: "Oh, master, we are all too poor to open the pot, and you still take in a tall man who eats white rice!"

"You...... You call us the third son, how will you live in the future? Zhaorui pinched his sleeves and wiped a handful of bitter tears in vain.

I frowned, my eyelids jumped: "What are you crying about, the general has agreed, everything in the house will be scraped away." If you have the leisure to do so, you can search for it yourself,"

"Really? The general is really a cool man," Zhaorui smiled.

Blackie's left foot in the store hung in the air, and the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly.

was too deep into the play, and forgot about others.

I adjusted my expression slightly: "Twenty-five, when you first came to the store, you and I are destined." Twenty-five, Nianwu, you will be called Fan Nianwu in the future,"

Xiao Hei knelt down on one knee: "I would like to be surnamed Yi, as long as Gongzi is willing to realize his dream of being a general, he can tell me to do anything,"

"Who said that my surname is Yi, and my son's surname is Gongyi! Don't mess with your relatives, you will take care of Gongyimi's daily life in the future,"

I flicked my sleeves and went back to bed. Putting the soft copy over my face, I closed my eyes and took a nap.

Zhaorui was very anxious: "Master, you still lack a son, can you run, dance and sing, you see ......"

I ripped off the book and smashed it with my hand.

Oops~

His gaze swept to the ground: "Nianwu, what are you still doing on your knees?"

Xiao Hei was very anxious, his expression was as if he was pregnant in October and had a difficult birth, and he finally held it back: "Master, please realize your dream for the general, you can't ......"

"Can't what?" I glanced at it funny, "Fan Nianwu, assassinate the king of a country, can you be a roadside cabbage?" ”

"What does the master do, I still need to report to you! Go down and get the punishment, and learn the rules again today,"

I turned my face away and stopped looking at him.

After all, it's not a type of person who can't have one heart.

Zhaorui led Xiao Hei to retreat, and I stared at the carved wooden beams in a daze.

Amimon crawled over at some point, and I squatted down and picked it up: "Mituan'er, you've had weight again recently,"

The old god Mituan'er was there, and he glanced at me obliquely. The claws climbed up the corners of my sleeves, gouging back and forth. After a while, he jumped into my arms and buried his head in it.

I......

Looking at the newly printed black plum blossoms, I thought thoughtfully. Nan Ze Urushi's ex-father is really unreliable. Mituan'er is at a stubborn age, and he is stunned to follow his temperament, always like an old monk.

It's just that the wood is already in the boat, but it is only because it was not taken over earlier.

The raven flapped its wings and squeezed into the narrow window.

I glanced at the wide open door of the store and had an epiphany: it is not for nothing that the birds are so different and the world loves to be different.

grabbed a handful of five-colored spiritual rice and put it in the brocade bag on the crow's chest. The crow rubbed in my palm and flapped its wings and flew out.

I knocked on the desk and looked at the information of the Jokhang monarch, and I had a headache.

In this era, changing dynasties is like cutting leeks. I don't know when I cut some of it, and I don't know when it came out.

However, the Jokhang Kingdom is not among them.

As a century-old country, it is also in a rich and oily land. Although the territory of the Jokhang Kingdom is sometimes large and sometimes small, in the past 20 years, it has thrown off another layer of fat.

However, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, and the Jokhang still dominated the side. It's just that in recent years, the wind and rain have been too smooth, and the king of the Jokhang Kingdom has the illusion of a peaceful and prosperous world.

So, I don't love military costumes, I love red clothes, I don't love dancing guns, I love dancers.

I pinched a bamboo waist, which was quite slender, but it was just ......

Over the past 2,000 years, I have learned to kill people with my sleeves, but I have not learned to dance my sleeves to make fun of others.

I don't know if I have this talent.

After all, everyone who watched me brush his sleeves was dead.

To this day, no one has reported the good or the bad. Now I'm cramming for the time being, and I don't know if I can fool the past.

According to the news sent back by the spirit crow, the small Spanish lunar eclipse country is about to enter Beijing to pay tribute, and the opportunity is really rare and should not be missed.

I looked at the sky: "Zhaorui, where is the best dance building in Jiangyang?"

"Gee, that's too much. In addition to the neon division of the official family, the private ones are Qingwan Courtyard, Chunfeng Building, and Cuiyi Hall. ”

What kind of place does this sound very elegant, why hasn't anyone mentioned it before? I looked at Zhaorui with a slight doubt.

Zhaorui smiled awkwardly: "Uh...... Where mortals laugh, how can the master ask about this?"

"Prepare the silver taels, follow me to the place where the joke is sold,"

Zhaorui jumped up: "Oh, master, it's been three years." You're finally willing to take me around the kiln, I, I, I, I, Zhaorui, I'm moved to death,"

The corners of my mouth twitched, this joke is not the other joke, mortals really love to play tricks, people don't know what to say. It's just that when things are urgent, it's also a famous saying that you don't have to be ashamed to ask.

The night was dark, and I took Zhaorui out of the house.

Looking from afar, the Spring Breeze Building is lit up and red. Before entering the building, laughter came to my ears. Take a look at the Chunfeng Building, the carved beams and paintings in the building, the fragrance is strong.

The pink, purple, red and white peonies are clustered and leaning out of the railing, like the sunset on the horizon. The girls had beautiful faces, leaning or smiling, or leaning on the railing or looking into the distance.

Zhaorui ran ahead excitedly: "Where did the calf come from, looking weird and honest?"

The calf turned around and met my raised eyes, grinning.

"I'll listen to the music," I touched my nose, a little embarrassed, "don't hook me at this table, I have something important to do,"

Niu Er leaned over and smiled wickedly: "It's easy to say, Lord Envoy, you see...... It's not as good as ......."

"Count you in,"

Who said that cows are honest? Pure rumor. I straightened my clothes and walked towards the building.

Up and down the stairs is an old mother, about 30 years old, very well maintained, and the charm still exists.

"Yo~ A few masters, looking at the face, I must be here for the first time. If you have old acquaintances and admirers, tell my old mother, and I will send for the girls to come down at once."

Zhaorui raised his eyebrows: "Send those who can sing and dance, my master will never be disadvantaged."

I saw that Zhaorui had passed a little, and there were still a few that I didn't go to today, how could I delay them all here.

"Zhaorui, come back," I said, trying to remind it of a few words.

"Oops~ Where did the immortal fall?" The old mother walked up to me, "This son, don't come to Chunfeng Building in the future." When you come, the soul of the girl in the building is gone, so how will we make a living in the future? ”

The building was laughing and coaxing.

I bowed my head and quietly pushed away the old mother's hand. Niu Er squeezed his eyebrows and smiled.

"Invite the best dancers to come and serve some refreshing food and drinks, thank you mom,"

"Okay, wait a minute," said Mom, walking over, a fragrant breeze.

I walked upstairs and walked for a short time, when someone suddenly called from behind.

"Huh? Childe~"

This...... I seem to have heard of it somewhere.

When I turned around, I saw a young man in a green robe standing in the center of the lobby. Holding his square hair in a bun, his face was ruddy, and he looked a little familiar.

I hesitated for a moment: "Feng ...... Scholar? ”

"Hey~ Childe, do you remember me?" Feng Xiucai ran over with a look of surprise on his face.

"Together?"

"Together,"

A group of four people went upstairs, and the old mother was already waiting in the private room. We entered the private room and sat down one by one. The beaded curtain was slowly pulled up, and the girl unfolded her singing voice and raised her water sleeves.

Feng Xiucai picked up his wine glass: "Thank you for saving your life, I can't do anything in the future, I will pay tribute to the first!"

I raised my glass to drink, and Zhaorui laughed: "I can't repay it, just make a promise with my body,"

"Shut up," I glared at it.

Feng Xiucai's face was flushed, embarrassed and guilty: "I...... Sorry for the trouble, Childe,"

"Ignore it, I know you're not the one with broken sleeves." I looked at the stage, distraught.

I'm afraid I won't be able to learn such a beautiful sound.

"Childe is also good at dancing?"

Feng Xiucai looked at me and saw me coyly: "I have heard of the moon worship, and the mirror people worship the moon and make up a moon worship dance." Invite the dozen or so sturdy men to dance a few feet of white silk. The mirror girl jumped into the white silk waves, waved the soft sword and danced with it, which was a must. Just ......"

"Is that true?"

Feng Xiucai nodded.