After that, the atmosphere of the night banquet in the Hou Mansion full of friends became quite strange.

From drinking to whispering, from expressing and drinking to having their own thoughts.

The food and wine are still in succession, but almost everyone has a hint of uneasiness on their faces, and the dishes are full of delicacies, and the taste is like chewing wax.

There are only three people, as if everything that has just happened has nothing to do with them.

The first is that the Hou Mansion Xixi He Shanxue.

The old master didn't know what happened today, the day before yesterday, he and Lu Shaoqing drank in a drunken house for three days, but at this moment, he seemed to be too strong to drink, and when Lu Dingguo just started to speak, he was drunk and unconscious, and he was drunk and drunk.

At this moment, no one can care about He Shanxue, who is snoring like thunder, and let him get drunk at the table.

The other two are the young marquis Lu Shaoqing on the main table and the king of the Northern Liang Dynasty, Wu Youzhao.

The two of them have been making fist orders, pushing cups and changing lamps, as if they don't care about what earth-shattering things are happening during this banquet.

Lu Shaoqing has never asked about the affairs of the Hou Mansion, let alone the so-called major events in the world, he didn't know that Lu Dingguo had just announced to the Tang Baiguan and even the entire Dahao that he had the lifeblood of the whole country.

And Wu Youzhao knew about this for a long time, he was a guest in the Xianyong Marquis Mansion for a few days, and had a long talk with Lu Dingguo, with his fateful friendship with Lu Dingguo, Lu Houzhi must have already informed him of all his plans.

One is hanging high on his own business, and the other is expected to be in his chest.

These two became the only two people who were still enjoying the night banquet of the Hou Mansion.

But Lu Shaoqing's skills in the wine order are not as good as others, and at this time, more than a dozen wine jugs in front of him are already empty.

Although he could drink a lot, such a soup-like way of drinking made him anxious for a while, and he quickly found a gap and urinated to attend.

Lu Shaoqing left the main hall and the front yard where the table was set up, and trotted all the way between the high walls and courtyards of the Hou Mansion, and secretly cursed in his heart that he didn't know which idiot designed this house, and the front hall and the thatched house were separated by a hundred and eight thousand miles.

When passing by the back garden of the Hou Mansion, Lu Shaoqing already felt that the embankment was almost bursting.

He finally decided to give up and go to the thatched house, hide in the back garden, untie his belt, open the gate and release the water.

Just when he was pouring thousands of miles and feeling happy, and his face unconsciously showed a mysterious smile, he suddenly heard someone behind him say:

"The young marquis is free and easy, even in his own mansion, he can be informal, and he can discharge water to the ground."

At this time, it was the moon and the wind was high, and the sound was not low, neither yin nor yang, which frightened Lu Shaoqing and almost urinated on his shoes.

"Who...... Who?! ”

Lu Shaoqing was really inconvenient to turn around at this time, so he could only ask tremblingly.

"Old acquaintances."

The man behind him replied unhurriedly.

"Acquaintances?"

Lu Shaoqing was suspicious in his heart, so he hurriedly finished urinating the remaining half of the urine, fastened his belt, and turned around vigilantly.

But he saw a person dressed in a green robe and meeting his eyes, and the moonlight was passing through the shadow of the tree and leaking on the person's body, reflecting half of his thin but handsome face.

It seems to be an elegant and cold man who walked out of the picture scroll, proud and unparalleled.

This made Lu Shaoqing blush a little because of the dirty thing he had just done in front of him.

But he still shouted in surprise:

"Fang Sing Night! Why are you here?! ”

This long-standing and graceful person is none other than Fang Singwan, a person who was famous for his talent in his early years, but was extremely controversial in the entire Dahao literary circle.

At the age of sixteen, he was appreciated by Empress Lu with an article "Denglong Fu", and instructed the chief sacrificial wine of the lecture hall to recommend him as an official, but he categorically refused.

Some people say that he is arrogant and dissatisfied with the dictatorship of Empress Lu.

It is also said that he pretends to be high and does not know how to lift.

But what he did afterwards surprised everyone.

After leaving Yandu, Fang Singwan's footprints spread all over the ten counties of Dahao.

However, he traveled all over the world, and what he left behind everywhere was not a majestic Fu like "Denglong Fu", but a glamorous word that was spread in the Qinglou wine shop and sung by the merchant girl singers.

Nowadays, in the entire Dahao, almost every top brand of the Qinglou brothel will compose a new song for the sake of asking for the party, and he will not spare a thousand dollars.

Now that he has arrived in Tang County, Lu Shaoqing, who thinks he is a "veteran of Fengyue", naturally wants to make friends with this world-famous merry talent.

Therefore, it is not surprising that such two people are familiar with each other.

At this time, in the garden of the Hou Mansion, Fang Sing stood alone at night, facing the young marquis who had just defecated on the ground, smiling and silent.

"Laugh at your size, why are you here?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Lu Shaoqing asked again.

Fang Singwan smiled indifferently and replied:

"Today's birthday banquet in the Hou Mansion, Fang is naturally here to pay homage to his birthday."

"Birthday?"

Lu Shaoqing was a little surprised, and then asked:

"Since you have come to pay homage, why don't you sit down and hide here...... In this dark corner, peeking at people to untie their hands. ”

Fang Singwan had a stronger smile on his face, shook his head and replied:

"The young marquis is too worried, although I am called merry by the world, I am not interested in men."

Lu Shaoqing rubbed his hands on the placket, stepped forward and gently patted Fang Songwan's shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Come less, don't be disgusted with this master, say it quickly, don't go drinking, why are you hiding here?"

Fang Singwan spread out his hands and said helplessly:

"Fang Mou is a little cloth, and being able to pay a visit to the house is already a gift from the Hou Ye, how can he be qualified to sit at the table."

"Who said you are not qualified, go, go with the master and I will drink."

As he spoke, he hooked Fang Songwan's shoulders to leave, but suddenly thought of something and asked:

"That's right, the non-official business who came today is a businessman, what are you here to make a fuss?"

"Appreciated by the Marquis, Fang is now a scholar of politics in the Tang Dynasty, and he is also an official."

"Then what did you just say, just a little cloth, Xuezheng? What kind of official is Xuezheng? ”

"In charge of the academic affairs and examination affairs of a county."

"Academic Affairs? Is this also an official? ”

"Yes, if you are an official, if you don't enter the stream, you naturally can't enter the table."

Lu Shaoqing touched his head and thought about it, and then said:

"You're not begging your uncle Heda, are you?"

Fang Songwan nodded slightly.

Lu Shaoqing showed disdain, but it was not the other party's singing night, he had always looked down on Fang Heda, who was fake and pseudo-Taoism, and always felt that this person was ruined by the outside, and he was a guy with a deep city and a bad stomach.

"What do you beg him to do, find me, and let my old man give you a county to do."

Fang Singwan smiled and did not comment, but his eyes inadvertently stopped on a jade pendant exposed under the hem of Lu Shaoqing's clothes.

Although Lu Shaoqing was very arrogant on weekdays, at this moment he found that Fang Singwan was looking at the fan pendant on his waist, and immediately pulled out the folding fan that he had newly bought last night and opened it, and said:

"Come on, come on, Fang Dacai is here...... What's the matter...... By the way, in the words of your literati, it seems to be elegant, I don't know which one doesn't open my eyes to give me Erniang's birthday gift, the thing is a rare thing, and the fan is the old pine picture of Junshan in the wine Mingzhaolin, but you can take this to congratulate my Erniang on her birthday, do you say that you don't open your eyes? ”

Fang Singwan stared at the fan and was silent for a long time, until Lu Shaoqing's hand holding the fan was sore, and he slowly spoke:

"It's not an eyes...... Just because that person has no long things, he can take it, and he is worthy of being a birthday gift for the wife of the Hou Mansion, only this fan ......"

Lu Shaoqing was stunned for a moment, although he was dumbfounded, he was not stupid, at this time, of course, he heard the deep meaning of Fang Singwan's words, and asked:

"This fan...... Did you send it? ”

Fang Singwan was silent.

Lu Shaoqing stuffed the fan into Fang Singwan's hand and scolded:

"You fool! Was it your uncle Fang Heda who gave you the idea?! This treacherous! He knew that my father and Erniang wouldn't like this cultural relics, and he expected that he would definitely reward him with a reward in the future! That's why you can take this fan as a congratulatory gift! ”

Fang Singwan never thought about these conspiracies that Lu Shaoqing said, and was busy trying to stuff the fan back into the hands of the young marquis.

Lu Shaoqing resolutely held the fan tightly in Fang Sangwan's palm, gritted his teeth and said:

"Take it! Don't be cheap, that treacherous! ”

Fang Sing was speechless for a while, he didn't know why this young marquis was so unwilling to see the chief staff of his house, and stood in place, a little at a loss.

At this time, I heard the sound of servants sending off guests from the front yard, thinking that the banquet had ended.

Lu Shaoqing pulled Fang Sing to leave at night, and said in his mouth:

"Don't be stunned, let's go, I'll send you, this Pohou Mansion is not a good place, it's very restrained, next time I'll invite you to drink in Drunken Huaiju."

The two returned to the main hall of the front yard, and at the end of the song, people dispersed, leaving only a few people to clean up the scraps.

Lu Shaoqing arched his hand and said:

"Fang Dacai, another day to get drunk and live in your arms, don't see you or leave, don't get drunk and don't return!"

Fang Singwan dealt perfunctorily, but his eyes were firmly fixed on a tall figure not far away who was disappearing into the darkness.

First Yonghou, Lu Dingguo!

At this time, the hustle and bustle has gone, although there is still Lu Shaoqing's chatter around, but there is only one voice in Fang Singwan's mind:

"The first move has been lost, and we are finally getting closer and closer to killing Lu Dingguo, the dog thief!"