Bai Ling listened to the words of the young man dressed as this guy, and smiled slightly, as he expected, this coldness was silent, and he was not interested in √ Mo Ming's move. But when he knew that Leng Bu Courtyard had robbed and killed Liang Boye, he was really puzzled.

The young man was about to retreat, but his face was embarrassed, and Bai Ling asked with a smile: "What's the matter, but it's okay to say." ”

The young man listened, hesitated for a moment, and replied: "This big official Jia ordered the small one to buy a milking ewe back, and the small one doesn't know whether to put it in the city lord's mansion or take it to the gambling house." ”

Bai Ling was a little puzzled, how could she buy a milking ewe back for no reason?

The young man saw Bai Ling's expression and added: "It's a thin young man next to Jia Daguan who has raised a young white cat and wants to feed it with goat's milk." ”

"Skinny boy?"

Bai Ling thought about it and guessed that this thin boy was Hui Dong, and couldn't help laughing. He waved his hand at the young man, and then said, "Just put the ewe on the house, Qianzhe, your mother is ......."

The young man seemed to have guessed what Bai Ling was thinking, and replied: "Qianzhe is young and fatherless, his mother is tired, and the millennium has been immortal. City Lord, but there is something important to do?"

Bai Ling nodded, this young man was too smart, and before Bai Ling could speak, he had already knelt on one knee. Seeing that his upper body was straight, his hands were clenched into fists, and he said firmly: "The little one is willing to go to the frontier with General Ye!"

Bai Ling saw the attitude of this young man called Qianzhe, but he wanted to dispel Fang Cai's thoughts, but when he looked at the bright and shining eyes of this Qianzhe, he couldn't open his mouth.

It's a bit of guilt, but it also includes appreciation.

"But there are brothers and sisters?"

Qianzhe shook his head with a smile, and then said: "There are no blood relatives anymore, and the Xu Pao skin in the tavern is not bad." The city lord, if one day the small one dies in battle, and the small one is greedy for money, he can take the silver out of the East Netherworld, and ask the city lord to hand it over to this Xu Papi. It's okay to make it a little easier for him to live a little easier in the rest of his life. ”

Bai Ling didn't say anything, just nodded. Qian Zhe didn't say anything more, and after a bow, he retreated.

Bai Ling walked to the table, picked up a letter that had been opened, read and looked, read and looked, and finally there was only a sigh.

The flower family, the flower family, the flower family that has been hidden for 800 years, why bother to regain ambitions?

Bai Ling took the snow-white and bright bow that was placed aside, looked at the nine white feather arrows in the arrow, and sighed again. But then, he thought of a young boy with a similar face to him. The young man was dressed in purple, holding a wooden bow in his hand, and limped slowly at him.

If it weren't for the fact that the young man named Huidong had some intentions, he would have taken Honghong on the way back to Hansu City.

Putting down this snow-white and bright bow, the workmanship is good, but it is only good. There are a lot of good islands and good swords in the world, but good bows are really rare. His bow is considered a good one, but it is not a masterpiece.

Thinking about it, Bai Ling began to regret that he didn't take the Kao Treasure Bow away from the Hua family.

Without thinking about it anymore, Bai Ling put the arrow on his back, lifted the snow-white bright bow, and then jumped onto the beam with his feet. Then he walked along the beams to the wall, opened the skylight on the roof, moved his body, and turned out.

Although Bai Ling's body style is not as good as that of the Four Great Thief Kings, people can't peep at it, and ghosts can't trace it. But to do it in the eyes of ordinary people, walking in the city during the day is not visible to people, and it is also relaxing.

Bai Ling ran wildly all the way, and when he arrived at the post station in Hanshu City, he still didn't go through the gate and fell from the roof.

Just stepped on the floor of the third floor, someone said with a smile in his tone: "The lord of the dignified cold city, it's still daytime, how can you sneak around?"

Bai Ling smiled, losing the majestic appearance of the lord of the city in front of him. His smile and eyes now are no different from those of ordinary families.

Bai Ling turned around and looked at the handsome man in white who was sitting on the tatami mat drinking and eating. Bai Ling frowned, pretending to be dissatisfied: "There is wine and meat, but it is exclusive, you are not kind." ”

Sitting on tatami mats, drinking wine and eating meat, and dressed in white, there will be no one else except Liang Boye.

Liang Boye pouted on the table, and Bai Ling saw that although Liang Boye was sitting here eating and drinking alone, he also had a pair of tableware opposite him.

Bai Ling was not polite, walked straight to the opposite side of Liang Boye, and sat cross-legged. After sitting down, he put down the white bow in his hand and the arrow Lou with thirteen white feather arrows behind his back.

Bai Ling lifted the wine jug, filled the small glass in front of him, and took one sip, followed by a few smashing sounds.

"Is the wine good?"

Bai Ling looked at Liang Boye, smiled, and replied: "No matter how good the wine is, pouring it for yourself is no different from white water." Brother Liang, Lone has an idea. ”

Liang Boye didn't speak, lifted his wine jug and poured wine for Bai Ling, put down the wine jug, reached forward, and motioned Bai Ling to continue. 52

Bai Ling raised the wine glass, brought it to his lips, and put the wine glass back on the table. Then he stared at Liang Boye with a serious face, Liang Boye was stared at a little cold, and his hair stood up, and he couldn't tell what kind of strange feeling this was.

Bai Ling suddenly laughed, and then raised his wine glass and drank it all. Putting down the wine glass, he smashed his mouth a few times before, and said: "Wine is only good wine if you drink it now, if you take the wine to Los Angeles, the road is far away, but the wine is ruined, that's it." I'm afraid of ......."

Without waiting for Bai Ling to finish speaking, Liang Boye interrupted him, Liang Boye frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure: "Let's put it bluntly, how many soldiers and horses can the city lord borrow from someone Liang?"

The corners of Bai Ling's mouth were hooked, and he smiled slightly, and then dipped his fingers in wine and wrote the two words "eight hundred" on the wooden table!

Liang Boye saw this number and nodded slightly, quite satisfied.

It's just that, Liang Boye has already nodded, but Bai Ling still has an unpredictable smile on his face, thinking that it is just a squirrel. He picked up the chopsticks, grabbed a white chopped chicken calf and put it in Liang Boye's bowl, Liang Boye saw it, and the smile on his face was even worse.

And Bai Ling's movements did not stop, and he sandwiched the belly meat of the river crucian carp and put it in Liang Boye's bowl. When Liang Boye saw it, his mood was all written on his face.

Seeing that Liang Boye was not at all elegant, he grabbed the calf of the white chopped chicken with his left hand, and used chopsticks with his right hand to send the belly meat of the river crucian carp directly into his mouth.

After swallowing all the white chicken calves and river crucian carp belly, Liang Boye looked at Bai Ling with light in his eyes and said, "A gentleman, you have no regrets." ”

Bai Ling smiled, then clasped his hands into fists, and said respectfully: "That Bai Ling is here, may the general Wuyun Hengchang!"

Liang Boye also clasped his fists and saluted, but did not speak. Then after a few glasses of wine, Liang Boye burped and said, "City Lord, have you ever said that you are very much like a person?"

Bai Ling smiled slightly, took a bite of food, and asked, "Who is it?"

Liang Boye smiled and said softly: "Young master of the Hua family, flowers, no intention!"

When the words fell, Liang Boye laughed. Bai Ling was slightly stunned, but the chopsticks didn't stop, so she heard Bai Ling ask with a smile: "Is it the young master of the Hua family who ran away from home and hooked up with the maid of the Peach Blossom Nunnery?"

Hearing Bai Ling's words, which were tantamount to denial, Liang Boye was slightly stunned and asked, "Then, isn't the city lord really unintentional?"

Bai Ling smiled, shook his head, and sighed again: "The position of the lord of the cold city is lonely, but he was put on the shelves with a knife to drive ducks. If you can, you really want to conceive a beautiful woman and ride the rivers and lakes, then you can be free. ”

Liang Boye looked stunned, and couldn't help patting his head hard, and said apologetically: "White City Lord, don't blame it, don't blame it, drinking messes up your thoughts, so you talk like this nonsense." ”

Bai Ling laughed again, and even poured wine for Liang Boye and himself, picked up the wine glass, and said: "It's okay, after all, most people in the world will think that anyone who is good at using bows and arrows may have something to do with the Hua family." ”

Liang Boye's face was even more embarrassed, sighed, and said sadly: "I was a friend with Hua Wuyi, I also played against Hua Tian with him, and I also used to compete in martial arts. But this man said that there was no trace, and there was no trace, alas!"

Bai Ling didn't plan to pick up Liang Boye's words, so she ate and drank by herself, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "Sometimes, because of arrogance, you will think that a person can change the rules." But when they were all put on the table, it was not clear, where the knife was, who was the fish, interesting and interesting!"

Liang Boye was silent, and smiled. After that, the two did not speak much, but simply drank wine and ate meat.

After about a pillar of incense, both of them were red and drunk. But this is it, Bai Ling's expression has changed, and he has become extremely energetic, not like a drunken person. And Liang Boye was also looking at Bai Ling with a smile on his face at the moment.

Liang Boye smiled and asked, "Where?"

Bai Ling sighed slightly, and then said, "In addition to the fact that there will be such idle guys in the Inner Mansion, where will there be so much money to raise a group of idlers?"

When Liang Boye heard this, his smile was even worse, and he was even unrestrained. After suppressing his emotions, he let out a long sigh, and then said: "A Yan Yunqi, an idler in the inner mansion, the institutions of the imperial capital are really more interesting than the other. By the way, Brother Hua, no, no, I said, Lord Baicheng, since there are idlers from the Inner Mansion, how can I take people out of Cold Crisp City?"

Bai Ling smiled, and then said: "Sure enough, sure enough, Xiao Yezi, what are you, it is still suitable for the skylight to speak brightly, and the wine brought out from the Cold Crisp City, not to mention whether it will be bad, just talk about the taste, it will definitely be out of taste." In that case, why don't you go to the place and drink again? This local wine, every sip, is made by immortals. ”

Liang Boye completely understood this time, shouted hello, and then raised his glass and stood up, and said in a high voice: "If you go, you will be a golden iron horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger!"

Bai Ling listened, looked at the friend she had known for nearly 20 years, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion. He also raised his glass, but did not get up, and listened to him: "The ironclad general crosses the pass at night, and the courtiers wait for the fifth cold." The mountain temple has not risen on the day, and it is better to be idle than fame and fortune. Little Yezi, the road ahead is long and rugged, when I return, I will drink with you again for my brother!"

Although Liang Boye didn't understand why Bai Ling suddenly said this, he also smiled, bent down and touched Bai Ling's wine glass, and then drank it all.

At night, the curfew of the cold city is overlooked, and the lord of the cold city dressed in white overlooks the city. One man and one rider have gone away, and the sound of the wind is whirring, even if you listen carefully, it is difficult to hear the sound of horses' hooves.

The ironclad general crossed the pass at night, and the courtiers waited for the five colders. The mountain temple has not risen on the day, and it is better to be idle than fame and fortune.

After all, fame and fortune are better than idleness.