8. Feel at home (3)

Lang Zhong in the telegraph room joked with a smile, "Fortunately, not all of them came, if all of them came, and the enemy took Mei Tingju to the head, our military headquarters would be paralyzed and stagnant." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Junzi, who was receiving at the door, couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and hurriedly leaned over, and Muku Shiro shook his head, "Lao Li, you really look up to us, we may lack everything in the Qing Dynasty, the only thing that is not lacking is the official, how many candidates are waiting for us to have an accident, I wish we were being served in one go, so they can make up for it, if the entire military department is ended, in less than an hour, the military aircraft department can find another group of people to build the military department." ”

E Langzhong was a little complaining, and Li Langzhong in the telegraph room nodded at E Langzhong, "Okay, you old E, this is a big day for Lord Zhang, and you are drunk before you drink?" What are the depressing words? Wait for this Japanese plum wine, you will have to pay a few more glasses! ”

A few people noisily entered the Mei Pavilion Residence, Zhang Peilun smiled and didn't mind, a few people went to an extremely spacious room, where a long low table had already been placed, everyone sat down cross-legged, a few Japanese geisha with heavy makeup meekly did the side of these officials, Li Langzhong pretended to have the courage to pull one, and saw the geisha leaning over with a smile, and did not refuse as before, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Youqiao you have the most routine!" Surrendered all these Oriental ladies. ”

Zhang Peilun smiled slightly and didn't speak, Junko glanced at it, clapped her hands, the partitions on both sides were quietly opened, three geisha were dressed in extremely light and elegant kimonos, waving paper fans, there were two kneeling on the side, one playing the wooden flute, one holding the pipa on the side, plucking the pipa with the plucked bullet in his hand, the three of them danced, and the dishes came in like a stream, and this dish was actually quite hot, Junko explained with a smile, " These are specially instructed by Miss Sakurako to present Japanese ingredients to the guests using Seikoku craftsmanship, so please enjoy them slowly. ”

Zhang Peilun is a little unate, in addition to dealing with colleagues, the rest of the time has been in a daze, and a little restless, colleagues on the side of a few glasses of sake down, seeing today's geisha is extraordinarily gentle and amiable, has long hugged left and right, up and down their hands, several people have done the same, have left here, to their respective rooms to have fun. There were only two people left in the hall here, Junzi and Zhang Peilun, after a while, the geisha's performance ended, and the partition was silently closed again, Zhang Peilun drank a glass of wine, and was about to reach out to pick up the wine jug on the table to pour himself, but a soft wattle stretched out on the side, and picked up the wine jug, "Zhang Sang," different from Junzi's voice, this woman's voice is so low and hoarse, with a sense of charm and evil, and because it is not standard Chinese, some with an exotic atmosphere, "In this Meitingju, why do you want to pour your own wine?" ”

Zhang Peilun looked at the hands blankly, and after a while, he turned around suddenly, staring at the woman next to him who didn't know when she appeared, Junko had quietly left, replaced by a long-haired woman wearing a rose-red kimono, her eyes were particularly cold, the long eyebrows were not like other geisha in general, but the same sword eyebrows as men, the long sword eyebrows were long hidden in the stroke, the cherry lips were dark purple, Zhang Peilun had been thinking about the woman for three years, and Yanagi Sakurako finally sat in front of her for the first time in her life. Still sitting so close.

"Zhang Sang will always be the most distinguished guest in Meitingju," the corners of Yanagi Sakurako's mouth hooked up a slight smile, the smile was very weird and cold, "Here," she helped Zhang Peilun pour a glass of wine, and poured herself another glass, "You don't need to do anything, you can do it," she picked up the wine glass, and drank it all at once, she lit up the bottom of the wine glass, "Get the best service, this is what I can do for Zhang Sang as the owner of Meitingju and as a good friend of Zhang Sang." ”

The two of them were relatively speechless for a while, Zhang Peilun raised his wine glass, and raised his neck sharply to drink, "It's better to see than to hear, Miss Yanagi, Miss is so beautiful and refined, and she is different from Qunfang!" Perron," he blushed with excitement, and he didn't know if it was because he was drunk or confused, and he stammered a little, "It's really a blessing for three lives." ”

"Zhang Sang is too famous," Yanagi Sakurako poured another cup for Zhang Peilun and poured herself a cup, "I'm also very glad to know Zhang Sang, most of the men in Japan belong to mediocre and incompetent people, where is there such a handsome and outstanding person as Qing Guo?" The romantic characters of the ages will always be in the Qing Kingdom. Zhang Sang, should I be like those vulgar officials, call Zhang Sang 'Brother Youqiao'? ”

"Naturally, it can," Zhang Peilun hurriedly said, "Peilun can't ask for it." ”

The corners of Yanagi Sakura's mouth showed a sarcastic smile, and then disappeared without a trace, "I didn't expect Brother Youqiao, after so many years, I finally got the ambition of Qingyun, and I was promoted to Tianjin, so I came out to see Brother Youqiao, but I am afraid that in the future, I will be in a high position, and I won't recognize Sakurako." ”

"No, never," Zhang Peilun was at a loss as if he was an ignorant teenager opposite Yanagi Sakurako, and his heart was almost broken when he heard Yanagi Sakurako's voice that seemed to be a little complaining, "Perron's heart for Miss Yanagi Sheng," he dared to look directly at the bewitching girl opposite, "As before, nothing has changed." ”

"Then Sakurako will rest assured," Sakurako Yanagi put down her glass and bowed casually to Zhang Peilun, who hurriedly returned the salute, "If Brother Youqiao can continue to communicate with Sakurako in his spare time, that would be the best." ”

"How can Hongyan pass the book quickly?" Zhang Peilun hurriedly said, "It should be the fastest to use the telegram, ask Miss Sakurako to send the letter to the telegraph room, I can receive it directly, don't bother the post and telecommunications bureau, it is really not fast enough." ”

"Since that's the case, that's the best," Yanagi Sakurako smiled again, a smile as cold as moonlight sprinkled throughout the room, "I have a relationship with your poetry and books, originally I couldn't mention any mundane things, please Brother Youqiao," she poured Zhang Peilun wine again, "Let's have a few more glasses, persuade you to have a glass of wine, is that how you read it?" Shangguo's Tang poems are my favorite, such poems are only worthy of characters like Brother Youqiao? If you don't have a few more drinks, you won't be able to get me to see you off. ”

If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk, and after a while, Zhang Peilun fell down with a red face, and before he got drunk, he finally became bold and held the soft wattle of Yanagi Sakura.

ps: Happy Valentine's Day, everyone, start adding more.