This celebration banquet lasted until three o'clock in the morning, and then gradually came to an end.

At this moment, the entire second floor is like a battlefield that has just ended the battle, and the generals are all crooked, and some people are still crying there.

Zhao Yang looked at this scene, he didn't laugh at these people, after a few months of fighting, he was able to fight without dying, it was definitely favored by the goddess of luck.

Suddenly, a big hand slapped him on the shoulder.

Zhao Yang looked back, Huangfu Song was drunk, pointing to the front and nagging clearly, and finally sat down and fell asleep.

Zhao Yang couldn't smile bitterly, just now he thought that Huangfu Song would sigh with emotion.

Unexpectedly, in the end, without hearing anything, the other party fell drunk on the table.

"Lord, the room is ready, do you want to go over now and take a rest."

At this time, Qiu Ping walked up, and looking at the messy 'battlefield', he felt a little big.

The amount of alcohol in this group of guys is really large enough, and their stock is almost drunk by them.

"Okay, you can clean up here first, these guys, you send someone to settle them."

Zhao Yang also drank a lot, and the reason why he can still stay awake now is because of the vigilance in his heart, which reminds him all the time.

After all, this is in Luoyang, and there may not be open guns, but dark arrows, Zhao Yang thinks that there will definitely be no shortage.

Staggered to his guest room, and was about to fall asleep, when he suddenly felt someone above, hurriedly rolled on the ground, and hid.

Zhao Yang immediately sobered up a lot, and looked up to see that the assassin had already fled, leaving only the empty skylight, swaying in the wind.

Zhao Yang came to the place where he was standing just now, where there was a feather arrow, and his whole heart was cold when he looked at the dark green color on the floor.

"Tsk, that's interesting! Who is so bold as to dare to assassinate the court officials in Luoyang? ”

At first, Zhao Yang thought it was Yuan Kui, but he was immediately abandoned.

No matter how ruthless Yuan Kui is to himself, he will never stab himself at this time, at least in Luoyang, he would not dare to do such a thing.

But who?

Zhao Yang filtered the enemy in his heart back and forth, and finally locked on Hedong Dong Zhuo's body.

The reason why Zhao Yang identified Dong Zhuo was absolutely grounded.

Let's not talk about the things that Dong Zhuo will do, it can be seen from the original dispatch of Hu Zhen to intercept and kill Zuo Feng, this person has no concerns.

'Knock knock'

Qiu Ping rushed in with people, and was relieved to see that Zhao Yang was fine.

If Zhao Yang is hurt here, he probably doesn't need any hesitation to just write a suicide note.

"The subordinates should die, let the lord be hurt a little, please surrender the lord."

Qiu Ping knelt on the ground and hurriedly pleaded guilty to Zhao Yang, he was really scared, he kowtowed desperately there, and his forehead was red.

Zhao Yang stepped forward to help him up, and he definitely wouldn't really blame him for this incident.

However, this also made Zhao Yang see that the defense of the Yuxuan Pavilion was too poor, and he decided to return to the party, and after discussing it carefully, he would formulate a good plan.

Zhao Yang told Qiu Ping not to take it lightly just because he was in Luoyang.

The next day, Zhao Yang was woken up by the noise outside, he looked at the bright room, and climbed up very reluctantly.

Zhao Yang came to the balcony and looked at the traffic below, and the prosperity of Luoyang came into view in front of his eyes.

"Hey, the merchant girl doesn't know the hatred of the country, and she still sings the flowers in the backyard across the river, it's a pity that this flower world is gone."

Zhao Yang no longer appreciated it, turned around and left.

It's just that he didn't know that in his own stay, a young man with a pale face was deeply shocked by his two lines of poetry.

Pushing open the door, Zhao Yang was startled, only to see that the corridor outside was already full of people.

"What are you doing here? It's all quite energetic, it's rare to be so idle, why don't you have a good rest? ”

Zhao Yang walked out and watched everyone ask, but everyone didn't speak.

Dian Wei walked to the front and confessed to Zhao Yang, he was a little debauched last night and didn't take precautions.

Zhao Yang waved his hand, he didn't care to reassure everyone, it was already noon at this time, Zhao Yang asked them to go to the second floor to wait.

He took Dian Wei and personally went to invite Huang Fu Song, but before he reached his residence, he saw Huang Fu Song walk out with a salute.

"Old general, where is this going?"

Zhao Yang hurriedly stepped forward and blocked Huangfu Song's way, not knowing what was going on.

Huangfu Song told him that His Majesty had approved his request, and now he just wanted to rush back to Chang'an as soon as possible to reunite with his family.

"Since that's the case, then I don't have much to say, but the old general is not short of time for this meal, I have set up a banquet on the second floor to see the old general off."

Zhao Yang figured out what was going on, and he couldn't say anything, so he had to take Huangfu Song to the second floor to see him off.

"Ziyan, I heard Dian Wei say that you seem to be able to write poems, do you think on this parting occasion, can you give the old man a poem?"

After three rounds of drinking, Huangfu Song put down the wine glass in his hand, and he suddenly remembered what Dian Wei had inadvertently mentioned in Guangzong.

"To make you laugh, where can I make any poems, it's all Dian Wei's nonsense."

"Where is my nonsense, everyone knows this in the party..."

As soon as Dian Wei heard that Zhao Yang was modest, he immediately grabbed a sentence with the strength of wine, Guan Yu and they all knew very well.

Dian Wei wanted to continue to speak, but when he saw Zhao Yang's 'fierce' eyes, he immediately lowered his head and castrated.

"Haha, good Zhao Ziyan, you dare to hide in front of the old man, do you look down on me, a rude martial artist."

Huangfu Song was amused by the two of them, and immediately pretended to be angry and asked what Zhao Yang meant.

Zhao Yang had no choice but to disarm, he was a person who was afraid of trouble, but he didn't want to be chased by Huangfu Song to ask for it.

Zhao Yang was thinking there, the ancient poems in his mind, the whole scene instantly quieted down, and everyone didn't dare to make any noise.

"Drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dream back to blow the horn company camp. Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the battlefield was an autumn soldier. The horse-made Lu was fast, and the bow was like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death. Poor white happens! ”

'Bang! ’

As soon as Zhao Yang's words fell, the wine bottle in Huangfu Song's hand also fell to the ground.

His eyes were filled with tears, he didn't expect Zhao Yang to be able to read his heart at a young age.

He wiped his eyes, asked Qiu Ping to take pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and asked Zhao Yang to write down the poem.

Zhao Yang had no choice but to ask Wang Meng to write it, his own words, he was scared when he read them, and he was really unwilling to take them out.

Wang Meng wrote two copies in a while, one for Huangfu Song, and one for himself.

Don't forget to tell the generals that if anyone wants it, they can come to him at any time.

At dusk, Huangfu Song waved goodbye to everyone at the west gate, and everyone looked at his distant figure and was happy for him in their hearts.

Since ancient times, how many military generals have been able to retreat bravely in such a rapid stream when they have achieved fame.