Luo Hong saw that he couldn't ask anything, so he reminded him to be careful, and the two went upstairs.

The atmosphere upstairs was very lively, and a few kabuki snuggled up to the scholars, biting their ears and passing wine to their lips, showing their indulgent style. Luo Hong and Wei Zhao came up, and everyone coaxed, only saying that the last one to arrive was punished. Luo Hong still wanted to fool him, but everyone just refused.

Wei Zhao saw that the strongest response was a pair of brothers with somewhat similar appearances, and the two faintly embraced a young man. The young man's eyebrows and eyes were deep, the bridge of his nose was straight, and his thin lips gave him a gloomy feeling, but he also had a layer of powder on his face, covering his originally not white skin.

Wei Zhao has seen the trend of scholars applying powder and incense for several years, and he only glanced at it, and he didn't think it was strange. He picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp, and everyone cheered.

The young man patted the kabuki in his arms.

Kabuki immediately got up, walked towards Wei Zhao with a wine jug, his waist swayed lightly, and his eyes were like silk, "The slave is full of cups for Langjun." As he spoke, he filled his glass.

Wei Zhao drank another cup of wine, and his posture was bold.

Kabuki's eyes lit up when she looked at him, "Such a gentleman, a hero." After speaking, he snuggled up directly, put it on Wei Zhao's chest, put the wine glass in his mouth, and then filled it up and came to Wei Zhao.

When everyone saw this fragrant scene, they laughed and coaxed.

Luo Hong said with a smile: "They are all goblins rolling in the wind and moon pile, and they have a pair of sharp eyes that know people." ”

After Wei Zhao finished drinking, he put a support on the waist of the kabuki, and everyone applauded.

Only the young man who had hugged the Kabuki had a sinking face.

Wei Zhao was punished with three cups, sat down in the middle of the table, raised his eyes and saw the gloomy gaze of the young man, he raised the wine glass in his hand and shook it at him.

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Chapter 23: Abduction

Luo Hong noticed his action and said softly: "That's the Huan family Saburo, Uncle Huan said." ”

Huan Xin, the word Uncle Dao, the third son of Huan Wen of Linhe County. Wei Zhao didn't know what the reason for the other party's lifeless face, but since he had encountered it, there was no reason to dodge.

Huan Xin didn't know what he was thinking when he saw Wei Zhao's gesture of raising his glass, he picked up the wine glass, drank it all the same, and then gestured to Wei Zhao for a glass.

The two looked at each other, one contemplative and the other deep.

Several people who have befriended Luo Hong have already heard of Wei Zhao's name, especially the deeds of breaking into a Han Dynasty, all they heard before were rumors, and now that they are in front of them, they have to ask me. Wei Zhao was extraordinary, bold and bold, and soon reached a piece with everyone at the banquet. The kabuki followed him and took the initiative to pour wine, smiling and smiling, which also added a lot of color to the banquet.

After three rounds of drinking, the children of the Xiong family proposed that it was boring to just eat and drink, and then play a game.

Wei Zhao half-squinted, looking at the two of them, you and me, and set the pot throwing scene.

The servant quickly brought the copper kettle and feathered arrows.

During the banquet, there were many disciples of the scholar clan who did not know how to throw pots, drank too much wine, and were courageous, and they all came to try one by one, and soon there were four people who voted the most, Wei Zhao, Huan Xin, Luo Hong, and a child surnamed Deng.

Huan Xin said: "Ordinary casting methods are not interesting, it is better to play some tricks." ”

Everyone knows his identity, that is Huan's Saburo, now Huan's head is in full swing, Wang Xie and his surnames have been avoided, and someone immediately asked how to play.

Huan Xin called the servants to give a few instructions, and soon several pitchers were brought by the servants and placed on the ground in turn.

The original pitching pot was only two zhang away from the banquet, and at this time the servants put the pots in turn, one pot every half zhang, and finally there was a porcelain vase, which was held by the servants and put directly downstairs.

Several scholars leaned on the ground to check, and regardless of the cold night wind, they only saw a little snow white on the ground from a distance, and only after looking closely could they vaguely see that it was a porcelain bottle.

The children surnamed Deng were quickly defeated, and Luo Hong was slightly better, and he was only out of the farthest pitcher on the second floor. Wei Zhao and Huan Xin threw all the feather arrows into the pot before and after. Everyone was not afraid of big things when they saw the excitement, and immediately flocked to the fence and asked them to throw the porcelain vase downstairs.

It was a thin-necked bottle, the body of the bottle was only the size of a palm, and the mouth of the bottle was even smaller, and it could only hold a feather arrow.

Wei Zhao and Huan Xin stood against the railing, and everyone looked at the two of them silently, and the atmosphere was quiet and tense.

Wei Zhao held the feather arrow in his hand and looked at Huan Xin, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Huan Xin snorted coldly, his wrist was strong, and the feather arrow flew out, shooting straight at the narrow bottle mouth first.

Wei Zhao raised his hand, and the same feather arrow shot out like lightning.

The feathered arrow he threw almost let out a soft whistling sound that broke through the air, and the second one came first, crossing the distance of the arrow two inches in front of him, and shooting straight into the bottle. Huan Xin's arrow lagged behind, and it hit the mouth of the bottle with a ding, but it bounced out because there was no room for accommodation.

Everyone at the banquet exclaimed in unison. This technique can only be done if both wrist strength and eyesight are compatible.

Luo Hong blurted out: "Okay, the skills are superior." ”

Huan Xin's thin lips were pursed, his hands were clenched to the wooden railing, and his face was darker than the night.

The children of the scholar clan are the most polite now, he quickly realized, let go of his fingers, turned to Wei Zhao and smiled reluctantly, "Good head." ”

Wei Zhao still had a lazy expression, and said with a smile, "It's just a little luckier." ”

The people here are all local clans of Yuzhang, authentic and authentic Jiangyou's disciples, they have always been Chongwen, but the pot is elegant, and the one just now is comparable to a hundred steps through Yang, everyone is convinced, and they praise each other.

Huan Xin also smiled, with a little coldness, "I heard that the Wei family has been working for generations, but I don't know that there is such strength and eyesight." ”

Wei Zhao took the wine that the kabuki brought to his lips and said, "Calligraphy is not the same as the eyes and hands, and the two are indispensable. One law, one hundred laws, that's all. ”

Everyone felt fresh at first glance, and when they thought about it again, it really made some sense, and they laughed for a while.

Luo Hong said: "Jingdao can be out of the limelight today, you look at a few ladies, their eyes are burning, like a hungry wolf seeing meat." ”

Several kabuki raised their eyebrows, flirting with Luo Hong for a while, and they all said that he didn't have a good word in his mouth.

The body of the gebuki who bit the cup with her lips was close to Wei Zhao's arm, and the soft place was provocative, and her voice was like a mosquito moaning: "The concubine is good at music, and she is willing to sing all night for Lang Jun." ”

Wei Zhao smiled and touched her face, "The beauty should not be disappointed, but the aunt and younger brother are all in the post house, and they should go back after eating." ”

Kabuki bit her lip, looked at Wei Zhao affectionately, and took the initiative to pour wine for him. After many years of mixing in the Fengyue Field, she has really cultivated a pair of sharp eyes, full of children of the scholar clan, only the man in front of her makes her eyes shine, and she feels unusual.

The Xiong brothers were talking to Huan Xin and comforted: "Don't pay attention to him, the Anyi Wei clan is only the last one now, even if he is the general of Jianwu, how can he compare with Brother Shudao." ”

"Pitcher Doyle, how can he be serious."

Huan Xin was upset when he heard this, suddenly got up, said "I can't drink enough", and left the banquet. When I walked to the stairs and looked back, many children of the scholar clan surrounded Wei Zhao. His eyes sank. When Wei Zhao didn't come, everyone took him as the leader. Wei Zhao seems to have a bold and domineering spirit, and just one table of wine makes Jiang You's brothers commensurate, and no one is unconvinced.

Huan Xin went downstairs, and was blown by the cold wind, but the wine came up, his cheeks were flushed, and he was covered by the fat powder on his face.

The two servants of the Huan family were the most astute, and immediately came up and asked Huan Xin if he would continue to drink or go back.

Huan Xin heard the singing of the Kabuki from above, and his heart was irritable, so he pulled his legs and left the Lingxi Tower.

The servant brought the carriage, Huan Xin's eyes widened, and he asked him to lead the horse.

When the horse came, Huan Xin rode a horse, the servants drove the car, and called the guards of the Huan family to follow closely.

Huan Xin was drunk and depressed, and the servant knew what had happened in the building just now, and scolded in his mouth: "This Wei clan is really not interesting, and he actually competes with Lang Jun, don't you hear the name of the Huan clan." ”

"Noise." Huan Xin whipped his horsewhip and hit the servant in the shoulder, causing him to break off his bridle and fall to the ground.

Huan Xin said angrily: "You say that I am not as good as him, and I can only suppress people with power." ”

The servant Zhihuan Xin was the most short-tempered and moody, and he didn't dare to cry out in pain, so he knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

The servant who was driving the car stopped behind, a little unbearable, and suddenly said, "Lang Jun knows that Ling Yuan has also arrived in Yuzhang." ”

Huan Xin turned his face, "Where is it?"

The servant said: "In the post house, she came with Wei's Langjun." ”

Huan Xin's originally angry face slowly sank. The two servants curled up and did not dare to speak.

Huan Xin pondered for a moment, then suddenly grinned and said, "Go, go back to the post house, and catch that servant for me." ”

The servants looked at each other, not knowing whether to persuade or not.

The one driving the carriage trembled and said, "Lang Jun......" As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately shrank back to Shang Huanxin's gloomy gaze as if he wanted to choose someone.

Huan Xin had already driven his horse forward, and the guards immediately followed, and the group galloped in the direction of the post house.

The night wind was fierce, and it was cold and biting on the face. Huan Xin felt his blood surge. Wei Zhao fell on his face in the Lingxi Tower just now, so he went to ask for the maid that the Huan family gave him.

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and said in his heart, the maid named Ling Yuan should have been his.

It turns out that Huan Xin is the third son of Huan Wen, likes martial arts and hates literature, has a violent and irritable personality, although he has been set but only hangs an idle position, has never been valued by his father, and now Huan is in charge of the military power in Bazhou, and no one dares to provoke him outside, so that he acts more and more radical and narrow-minded, wanton and wild.

Huan Xin has two good, one is a good woman, and the other is a good rhythm. Ling Yuanyuan was a maidservant in his grandmother's courtyard, she played the pipa well, and she was knowledgeable and interesting, and she flirted with him several times, smiling and laughing. There are a lot of women in Huanxin's backyard, and I originally wanted to go to my grandmother to ask for Ling Yuan after the New Year, but when he was not at home, the family suddenly gave Ling Yuan to Wei Zhao.

Huan Xin was furious when he heard the news, he regarded Ling Yuan as a forbidden body, but he didn't want to suddenly return to others, this is one of them, and there is another one, Linhe County Gong praised Wei Zhao many times in front of everyone, saying that he was beautiful and outstanding. Huan Xin has rarely been praised by his father since he was a child, and when he said this, he hated Wei Zhao even more. He was originally a narrow-minded person, but now that he was drunk, he thought of Ling Yuan, and even remembered losing to Wei Zhao in Lingxi Tower, and he was suddenly angry and acted more and more crazy.

The guards and servants are all bitter in their hearts, but they have to obey the order, Huan Xin this person, when he was just an adult, he was angry and stabbed to death by the close servants, and he was famous in the Huan clan, because he acted recklessly, even as the third son of constant temperature, he was not able to entrust him with a heavy responsibility. If the servants and guards do not obey his orders, they are afraid that their lives will be in danger.

A group of people swept to the front of the post house like the wind.

At this time, the sky was dark, and only two lanterns were lit in front of the inn, swaying gently in the wind, and the light and shadow swayed.

Huan Xinling's servant who had just mentioned Ling Yuan stepped forward and asked about the situation.

The servant didn't dare to hide it, so he had to tell Ling Yuan in detail before and after he met him.

The more Huan Xin listened, the more annoyed he became, and he gritted his teeth and said: "What a cheap maid, betraying the master's heart, I have to catch her back and ask for clarification." He summoned the guards forward and hurriedly gave a few words. The people could not disobey him, but nodded their heads and did what they were told.

Huan Xin turned around and asked, "Where is the cheap maid?"

The servant followed Ling Yuan that day and saw her go upstairs into the room, and immediately informed Huan Xin of the location.

Wei Ji practiced a pair of words before dark, and went to visit Yang's again, and washed and slept after coming back, there was a fire in the house, Wen Ru Nuanchun was very comfortable, she was sleeping on the ground, and was suddenly woken up by a noise, there seemed to be someone downstairs, but she couldn't hear it clearly from a distance, she turned over in a daze, and was about to continue sleeping, and suddenly felt uneasy.

This feeling came suddenly, Wei Ji was still a little confused in a daze, and a chill came from behind.

She woke up suddenly.

When he opened his eyes, he saw a tall black shadow standing in front of the bed, exuding a cold air from his body, which came with the night breeze outside the house, and his eyes were cold and cold.

"Save ......," Wei Ji opened her mouth.

A fan-sized hand covered her mouth, and the shadow grinned and leaned over to drag her out of the futon.

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