The dinner party is set up in Qinmei Courtyard, Qinmei Courtyard is named after plum blossoms, and the courtyard is full of plum blossoms, red and white snow, bright and splendid. Especially tonight, the yard is full of small red lanterns, the branches of the trees are warmer, and the plum blossoms are more colorful.

Tonight, Xiao Junjue warmly entertained the relatives of Yizhou officials, and held a banquet here, which was also a blessing for Murong Lan and Zhao Jin, just in time. If you come later, you'll miss it.

Rong Zhao looked at Murong Lan squarely, thinking in his heart, they all say that martial artists are informal, but this person is a little too informal, like a big boss. When I arrived just now, I bluffed her, thinking it was a bandit who ran down from the mountain.

is also a martial artist, why is there such a big gap? Her Xiao Junjue is also a martial artist, how can she be so good-looking and behave so elegantly and noble?

For the time being, it is not as good as Xiao Junjue, even if it is Zhao Jin, who came with him, he is much more decent. is also called Murong Lan, what a nice name, it's really a waste.

Murong Lan was stared at by the princess inexplicably, and looked at the clothes he was wearing, could it be that he was wearing something out of place? No, this is something he made newly.

"Princess, what are you staring at your subordinates?" Murong Lan asked directly.

Rong Zhao didn't go through his brain, and blurted out, "Look what kind of woman is worthy of you, and find you a daughter-in-law." ”

It's just that Rong Zhao has been looking for it these days, Qiushui is married, what to do with the lonely bird, the boss is not small, he can't be tied to his side for the rest of his life, while he is not old, hurry up and find a good family for her. Thinking about whose family lacks a daughter-in-law, this mouth will be said casually.

"That's good, princess, you're really good, your subordinates are worried that they don't have a daughter-in-law, you give your hands and eyes, and pick a good one for your subordinates." I don't have high requirements, as long as I am white and beautiful. Murong Lan answered the phone, and the one who answered it was called a slip.

Rong Zhao felt that if it weren't for the Bai family not getting married, the two of them would really be able to get together. It is also white and beautiful, and the requirements are quite high.

Rong Zhaopi didn't smile, "Okay, you wait." These three words sound like a threat.

If it weren't for the presence of all the officials today, she would have kept the noble temperament of the princess and thrown this goods out long ago.

Nighthawk is very discerning, and when he sees the princess's expression, he knows what is going on. This Murong Lan is a big old man, simple-minded, with well-developed limbs, and he can't look at people's faces. Alas, after so many years, it's still the same, and it hasn't grown at all.

He smiled brightly, pointed at Murong Lan, and said, "You, you know that you want to be a woman, have you made any progress in martial arts recently?"

Murong Lan's gaze shifted and said: "I'm not like you, I'm going to marry a daughter-in-law soon, someone warms the quilt every day, pity me Murong Lan, I get cold every night, of course I want to find a woman to be my daughter-in-law." As for martial arts, I haven't lost a day, but you're a kid, I'm afraid that my legs are so weak that I don't even have the strength to hold a sword. ”

As soon as he said that, the room burst into laughter.

In the army, they are all men, and they dare to say anything meat in ordinary times, but he still has some restraint.

When Qiushui heard this, his face was thin-skinned, and his face suddenly turned red. This Murong Lan, how can he say anything.

Nighthawk's face was neither red nor white, his eyebrows were raised, and he stood up, "I recently got a new sword book, learned a few tricks, and I am worried that no one will practice, just today you came, how about comparing with me?"

As soon as Murong Lan heard the gesture, her eyes lit up, and she walked to the center with a knife, "I have already had this intention, come, compare and compare." ”

He glanced at Xiao Junjue, Xiao Junjue nodded, and said, "It's over." ”

Rong Zhao was a little tired, but as soon as he heard that he was going to test his martial arts, his sleepiness disappeared in an instant. She likes to watch people fight the most, no, it's a competition, her eyes are round, her body is leaning forward, and she looks very interested.

Nighthawk clenched his fists, "Then I'll learn General Murong's tricks." With that, he leapt out of his seat.

Qiushui took two steps forward and looked at him nervously. I'm afraid that the martial arts competition will hurt her future husband.

Nighthawk is good at swords, Murong Lan is good at swords, the two take their own strengths, the swords collide, making a sonorous sound, for a while, the two of them do not give in.

Everyone was also very interested, and the one who saw it was happy, and their eyes were good. I'm afraid that if I don't look at it at it, I will determine the winner.

Rong Zhao couldn't take his eyes off it, watching them move by move, and he was also worried, and even, he had already thought of how to take the next move.

She grabbed Xiao Junjue's hand tightly, "Which of the two of them do you think will win?"

Xiao Junjue said lightly: "Nighthawk." ”

Rong Zhao frowned, from the current point of view, Nighthawk still has to work harder, and she doesn't know what Murong Lan's knife is made of, she sees that when Nighthawk takes the knife, it is a little harder, how can Nighthawk win.

Seeing her frowning, Xiao Junjue said, "Otherwise, let's make a bet." ”

Rong Zhao was optimistic about Murong Lan, "Okay, but what are you betting on?"

Xiao Junjue thought about it for a while and said, "I didn't think about it for a while. Well, if Nighthawk wins, you promise me one thing unconditionally. ”

Rong Zhao said quickly, "Okay, but if Murong Lan wins, you will promise me one thing unconditionally." ”

She took Xiao Junjue's hand and clapped her hands, "A gentleman is hard to chase after a horse." ”

Rong Zhao's treasure was pressed on Murong Lan, looking at his fast and accurate knife technique, his hands clenched and rubbed his fists, "Nighthawk is unstable, attack him, attack him, attack him, oops, it's really stupid, missed a good opportunity." ”

Nighthawk blocked Murong Lan's sharp blade and glanced at her, "Princess, the spectators are silent." ”

I dared to warn her, I was really bold. Rong Zhao stood up, "This princess is a woman, so she can speak." ”

It's funny, this princess of Chu is really cute.

Nighthawk condensed, almost catching Murong Lan with another knife. sighed in his heart, he followed the princess for many years, and married the closest maid by her side, and in the end, he was still towards others.

Looking at Qiushui again, I saw that her face was full of worry, and I thought to myself that I must not lose face in front of her, so I fought with Murong Lan for dozens of rounds in one go.

Murong Lan has a lot of strength and is an explosive player, while Nighthawk is not so strong, but he is flexible and changeable, and has strong staying power.

"Brother Murong, concede. Nighthawk arched his hand and winked at the autumn water.

Murong Lan gasped, "You kid really didn't neglect to practice, admire, admire." ”

Nighthawk smiled and dragged Murong Lan into the seat, "Our brothers haven't had a good drink for many years, and tonight we have to drink in the dark, and we won't get drunk." ”

Murong Lan's voice was like a bell, "That's nature, it takes a thousand cups." Let me tell you, Zhao Jin and I are here, not only to pay New Year's greetings to the princess and princess, but also to attend your wedding. From now on, I will drink with you until the twelfth year of the year, and drink the candles in your cave room. ”

Nighthawk poured him wine, "You just want to leave, I can't let you go, don't you stay, don't you just don't give me face, you don't know, I really want the brothers in the northwest to come, we are born and die a lot." When you see me married, you must die of joy. ”

"Haha, you stinky boy, silently, you're going to get married, don't we old bachelors have anything to ask for so far. ”

"Don't worry, it's all there. ”

Seeing that their brothers were talking so lively, Rong Zhao pouted, he saw that this Murong Lan was tall and powerful, and he was powerful, but he didn't want to be defeated by Nighthawk's men, she really saw the wrong person, and she had already pressed the treasure on Nighthawk.

She tilted her head and looked at Xiao Junjue, with a great intention of asking for advice, "Obviously, Nighthawk was about to lose before, why did you turn defeat into victory in the end?"

Xiao Junjue took a sip of wine and said lightly: "The power of love is really great. ”

Rong Zhao suddenly glanced at Qiushui, who thought she was going to drink and poured wine for her.

Pregnant women can't drink alcohol, but this wine is not ordinary wine, it is made of grapes, sweet and delicious, not only will it not be bad for pregnant women, but it will help nourish digestion, Xiao Junjue allowed her to drink a few glasses.

Rong Zhao whispered softly: "It's really a big woman." ”

Qiushui's face turned red again, redder than wine.

Seeing Murong Lan and Nighthawk fighting, Night Owl and Zhao Jin also had itchy fingers. Zhao Jin looked at the night owl, "Or our buddies will play a trick too."

The night owls had this intention and walked up to the center of the table together, one with a halberd and one with a gun.

"Are you still betting?" Xiao Junjue asked Rong Zhao again.

lost the last game, Rong Zhao was still not convinced, why didn't he want to win back a city, and if he lost, it was a big deal to agree to two conditions, which should be called breaking the jar and breaking it.

"Bet on it, I want a night owl. "Take the lead first, she thinks so, they were originally from the Northwest Army, but only the Nighthawk Night Owl followed Xiao Junjue's side, and they should be the best in martial arts. Besides, the last round was won by Nighthawk, which should confirm her thoughts, so in this game, Rong Zhao chose Night Stalker.

The night owl had a gun in his hand, which made him even more heroic, the silver light from the silver spear head shone sharply, and he waved it, and a ray of light slashed across his face, emitting light in his eyes, and shooting into the eyes of the girl sitting next to Bai.

The girl's heart fluttered, and her burning eyes kept staring at him.

About two pillars of incense, this one won again, and finally lived up to Rong Zhao's expectations, the night owl won, narrowly won, and only won one move.

"Good, good. As soon as Rong Zhao was about to applaud, the girl next to the Bai family took a step ahead of her, and she simply jumped up from her seat and slapped her palm.

It was Bai's eldest daughter, who came with her mother. She has been following her mother silently during the day, and Rong Zhao didn't pay much attention to it.

She looked at the little girl's eyes, the light in her eyes, and she didn't understand anything.

The girl is pregnant with spring, and the spring heart is budding, this is really a spring season.

"One to one, that's even. Xiao Junjue said.

Rong Zhao hurriedly shook his head, "One yard is one yard, how can there be such a flat reason, even if you promise to do something for me, I promise to do something for you." ”