Whether the barbarians covet the three autumn laurels and ten-mile lotus flowers in Jiangzhou, Qin Hanmu doesn't know. He only knew that just by glancing at him from the woman who was drinking from the other seat, he would win the most charming scenery in the world, and the most intoxicating wine in the world.

That night, he was so drunk that he fell unconscious. It was the first time in his life that he had indulged himself in this way, and when he was half drunk and half awake, he seemed to hold Shangguan Miao's hand, or just the wine glass.

The candles flickered, and the breeze swept the cold of the night, sweeping the moonlight into the shop.

The guy in the store was leaning on the counter and dozing off, Shangguan Miao looked at Qin Hanmu who was drunk on the table gently, stood up, and tiptoed to him.

"Don't go, okay." Qin Hanmu suddenly raised his head and grabbed her hand. Shangguan Miao's mind moved slightly, and she put her hand on the back of Qin Hanmu's hand, greedy for a moment of tranquility and temperature.

"You're so stupid." She said softly.

Qin Hanmu let go of her arm, changed her position, and continued to sleep on the table.

She suddenly remembered what he had said at the wine table just now, if she could, it would be a good choice to stay drunk with him here.

At that moment, the candle flame on the table suddenly shook violently, and then went out with a pop.

The guy who was still dozing off before, for some reason, suddenly fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Shangguan Miao raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked intently at the night sky outside the door. A large icy mist swallowed up the moonlight and gathered towards the shop.

Shangguan Miao touched the wrist that he had just been held by Qin Hanmu, as if by doing so, he could retain the temperature of his palm.

After a moment, she took a deep breath, walked quickly out of the door of the liquor store, and said "Master" respectfully.

In the early morning, Qin Hanmu was awakened by the cool breeze stained with cold dew in the morning.

He sat up with his body propped up, and saw a dozen empty flasks lying on the table. If it weren't for the two stools and two wine glasses, he even suspected that everything yesterday was just a big dream.

It's just that even if you know it's not a dream, what can you do?

She was gone anyway.

Qin Hanmu stepped on the morning dew and left the wine shop. led his horse and walked forward.

When I returned to the house, I just caught up with the housekeeper and Cui Mu to go out.

Seeing him return, the two breathed a sigh of relief.

"General, you're back. Last night, the staff of the state pastor's office came to the house to look for you, saying that the state minister wanted you to come to the house early this morning to discuss matters. Cui Mudao.

Qin Hanmu glanced at him, and just silently handed the reins in his hand to him: "Let's just say that I am sick, and I haven't seen anyone for the past few days." ”

Qin Hanmu waved his hand, and then walked in, leaving the two of them standing frozen in place, looking at each other.

Qin Hanmu didn't eat or drink for several days, locking himself in the room.

A group of subordinates remember to be like ants on a hot pot, but they are helpless.

Just when Cui Mu was really relieved and was about to break into the door at the risk of being dealt with by the general's military law, the housekeeper ran over and said something in his ear.

"Are you sure?" Cui Mu looked hesitant after hearing this.

The butler gasped and said, "How can this villain be sure, but since there is hope, it is better to try than to do nothing, you say?" ”

Cui Mu nodded solemnly: "Then you go and call them in." ”

The housekeeper agreed again and again, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped by Cui Mu again.

"Wait a minute, have you checked their identities, this is the General's Mansion." Cui Mudao.

"The villain understands, the villain understands." The housekeeper only promised, "They are all carefully selected from the Drunken Dream Hall, and they are innocent girls." ”

"Go ahead." Cui Mu nodded.

After a while, the butler returned, followed by seven fair women dressed in colorful silk and satin with light veils.

"Is that them?" Cui Mu asked.

The housekeeper said yes again and again.

"Which girl is it who claims to have a way to get the general to open the door?" Cui Mu swept over the group of women and asked.

One of the girls stood up and whispered, "The slave family can." ”

The sound is like the song of the warbler in the hollow valley.

Cui Mu looked at this woman carefully, although he was separated by a light veil, he had a feeling of inexplicable familiarity.

"Have we met somewhere?" Cui Mu asked.

"The general has seen it, and all the women in the world are average." The woman said.

"I don't see it, you're quite eloquent." Cui Mu continued, "If you can really let the general open the door, you will be rewarded. ”

The woman saluted respectfully: "Then thank the general in advance." ”

"It's just that the slave family still has one more thing to ask for, and I hope the general will allow it." The woman hesitated for a moment, then spoke.

"Tell me about it." Cui Mudao.

"The slave family hopes that the general can take my sisters to the outer courtyard for a while, and leave me alone to talk to the general." The woman said.

"Why is that?" Cui Mu was puzzled.

"Please also ask the general's permission." The woman said.

For some reason, Cui Mu couldn't have the idea of refusing in his heart, and when he heard her voice, Cui Mu even felt in a trance that even if she wanted her own life, she would agree without hesitation.

Cui Mu instructed the housekeeper to retreat with the rest of the women and the guards in the courtyard, and only he and her were left in the courtyard.

"General, why aren't you leaving?" The woman spoke again.

"The general can't be without an escort." Cui Mudao.

"Isn't the general worried about what my little woman will do that is not good for the general?" The woman laughed.

Hearing the woman's bird-like laughter, Cui Mu was in a trance again, and walked towards the outer courtyard like a ghost.

When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he came back to his senses, he turned his head to look at the woman standing quietly outside the door of the general's room, and comforted himself in his heart: "Forgive her and don't dare to do anything to the general." ”

When the woman waited for everyone to walk out of the courtyard, she raised her hand, and the black mist lingered in her palm.

The mist disappeared, and a lute fell into her arms.

Her fingers swept over the strings of the lute, and at that moment, a strange look flashed in her eyes, hidden behind the veil. She stared at the front affectionately, her eyebrows like looking at the distant mountains, as if there was not a heavy wooden door in front of her, but a lover who was smiling and smiling.

The sound of the jade bead-like pipa sounded, and she also sang a ballad.

She sang "Yulin Ling, Osmanthus Yin" made by Liu Qiqing, a talented son of Jiangzhou: "Clear dew and frost, Baidi song is late, and osmanthus is fragrant." The red tent sake is idle, holding hands to see, and the two are not tired of each other. Drink and talk happily, and dye the old face and the new moon. The wind is gone, the fragrance is overflowing, how can the warm seat remember the cold dream? ”

"Self is ruthless and affectionate, poetry also has love, wine and love. Once drunk like a dream, into the incense, the clouds are soft and the rain is warm. Beauty is in the arms, and people are also romantic, and ghosts are also romantic. is not mentioned in the gold list, laughing and osmanthus said. ”

Referring to the stop singing, the wooden door slowly opened, and Qin Muhan stood in place holding the door, looking at the woman holding the pipa in his arms in a daze.

"The general invited me in?" The woman asked with a smile.

Qin Muhan came back to his senses and nodded hurriedly.