"Okay, good fight. As soon as Chen Mingye's words came out, Jiang Hechuan over there was already applauding.

Cai Ling'er hesitated, pouted and clapped her little hands a few times.

Chen Mingye opened his mouth to admit defeat, but there was no half frustrated look on his face, but he smiled and said: "Sure enough, the tiger father has no dog, amazing!"

Jiang Ying frowned, and was about to speak, but glanced at his right hand, which was still trembling slightly, sighed slightly, inserted the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard, and said, "Let's eat." ”

Jiang Hechuan was immediately overjoyed when he heard this, and secretly gave Chen Mingye a thumbs up from an angle that Jiang Ying didn't pay attention to, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, eat, look, the dishes are going to be cold." ”

At the end of a meal, most of the dishes were served by Jiang Hechuan happily for the three of them. Chen Mingye could still chat with him for a few words, Cai Ling'er was simply immersed in rice, and Jiang Ying didn't eat a few bites at all.

"I'm all right. Jiang Ying put down the dishes and chopsticks, and was just about to get up, but was interrupted by Jiang Hechuan in a hurry.

"That Ying'er, tomorrow my father will go to Jiangping Port to inspect it, oh no, I have to leave overnight, and you will be in charge of entertaining you and Xiao Lingzi tomorrow night." ”

After Jiang Hechuan said this, he glanced at the three of them, and then didn't give the three of them a chance to react at all, and ran away as soon as he slipped away.

Jiang Ying was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect her father to be a scoundrel to this extent.

Chen Mingye looked at Jiang Hechuan's back who left in a hurry and had disappeared into the night, and couldn't help but smile helplessly, this Uncle Jiang.

Cai Ling'er put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand angrily, staring at Jiang Ying with big eyes, and the little tiger teeth were polished.

Jiang Ying looked at the two of them silently, and only after a moment did she say, "There is a wing room in the house, you can ask the housekeeper, and you can choose at will." ”

"Thank you, I don't know if there will be arrangements for tomorrow?" Chen Mingye nodded, and then asked.

“...... I'm going to inspect the city defense camp, you can do whatever you want," Jiang Ying thought for a moment and added, "If you don't know where to go and want to follow, it's okay." ”

"Okay, then I'm afraid that tomorrow my brother and I will trouble Sister Ying. Chen Mingye said with a smile.

Jiang Ying bit her red lip, glanced at the two of them, and walked away without saying a word.

"Happy. Cai Ling'er held her chin and was sullen.

"Isn't it good to take you out to play?" Chen Mingye turned his head to look at her, "Didn't you run out because you were too stuffy in the village." ”

"Who rarely plays with her. Cai Ling'er pouted, "I just want to find Qingxuan Mountain now." ”

"The so-called fate is destined, and you can't force it. Chen Mingye comforted.

"Go follow her, I don't want to be a follower. Cai Ling'er snorted, walked a few steps with her hands behind her back, and turned around to glance at him secretly, "I'm going out to see the night market in Anshun City, the last time I came here to play was when I was very young." ”

Chen Mingye stepped forward and said, "Let's go over there, I happen to have never seen the night scene of this southern Xinjiang." ”

"Hmph, you are a poor ghost, you must have no money on you, so you want to go to the night market with this girl. "Cai Ling'er doesn't have a good airway.

Chen Mingye said leisurely: "As the old saying goes, those who are kind and good will inevitably have a good appearance, and the so-called good heart is good face. ”

Cai Linger pursed her lips: "Liar." ”

"Xiao Lingzi doesn't believe it, don't you know that you are good-looking?"

"Flim Flam. The girl still didn't think so, but there was a little more excitement in her voice that she hadn't even noticed.

"No wonder Kuroki Yunguan thought of the idea of beating you. ”

"Hmph, bearded, I don't want you to mention him!"

......

The city of Anshun is full of stars.

As the largest city in southern Xinjiang, the flow of people in Anshun is still quite dense. The night market is lit by thousands of lights, and there are many high-rise red-sleeved customers, which can be described as a true portrayal.

Chen Ming'er accompanied Cai Ling'er out of the house at night, Rao was used to seeing the prosperity of Kyoto, and he couldn't help but be quite drunk with the excitement of this night market.

Cai Ling'er traveled all the way, and most of the snacks she liked had to buy one, and at this moment, whether it was in her hands or Chen Mingye's hands, they were already full of snacks.

"Come on, come on, the unique lychee paste in southern Xinjiang, do you want to try it?" The girl who was wandering around suddenly had a bright eye, and happily took Chen Mingye's hand and walked to a shop, pointing to a snack on the stall to offer treasures.

Chen Mingye smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid there are hundreds of kinds of snacks in southern Xinjiang, and now I still have a lot of them, I really can't eat them, so forget it." ”

"Hmph, bearded people won't enjoy this," Cai Ling'er, who was still dressed as a teenager, pouted dissatisfiedly, "If you don't eat it, I'll eat it myself." ”

"Do you want to take a break after walking around for so long?"

"Are you tired yourself?" Cai Ling'er glanced at him.

Chen Mingye pretended not to see it, pointed to a teahouse in front of him and said, "Go and sit there." ”

"It's okay, this son wants to sort out tonight's harvest. Cai Ling'er raised her eyebrows proudly.

As soon as the two stepped into the teahouse one after the other, there was a burst of applause in unison.

"Good!" "Well spoken!"......

Chen Mingye glanced at it, and an old storyteller in the center of the teahouse was patting the waking wood, obviously just finished telling a story.

Cai Ling'er found a slightly remote table and sat down, and Xiao Er came over with great interest and asked, "What do the two guest officers want?"

"Two pots of eyebrows. Cai Ling'er waved her hand casually, stopping Xiao Er, who was about to leave, "Xiao Er, let me ask you, what story did this storyteller tell just now?"

"Alas, that's all we like to hear," Xiao Er paused, and then his eyebrows fluttered, "Blessed are you today, this old man Huang is telling the story of the concubine who died in the former dynasty and Nanchu." ”

"Nan Chu?" Cai Ling'er frowned, "I really haven't heard of it, where is this?"

"I just talked about that the Emperor of Nanchu dressed up as a servant and sang in order to make the concubine happy!" Xiao Er said eloquently.

The guest at the next table greeted him: "Xiao Er, add another pot of tea!"

"Okay, wait a minute!" Xiao Er replied loudly, and then said to the two of them with a smile, "The two guest officers will do it for a while, and the younger one will go to work first." ”

"Go, go, go. Cai Ling'er waved her hand, and instead moved her shining gaze to Chen Mingye's body, "Bearded, have you heard the story of Emperor Nanchu?"

"The emperor who writes lyrics, sings, and paints?" Chen Mingye's mouth hooked, "If he is born normally, it is fine, but it is a pity that he was born as an emperor." ”

"You know?" Cai Ling'er's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Let's hear what the gentleman has to say. Chen Mingye raised his head towards the center of the teahouse.

"Okay. Cai Ling'er piled all the snacks in her hand on the table in one go, and happily picked them up and threw them into her mouth, but her little ears were as smooth as jade and were puffed up high, obviously listening to the story of the storyteller in the center of the stage very carefully.

“...... The emperor peeled a lychee with his own hands and fed it to Qin Guifei's mouth, and the concubine reluctantly ate it, but her eyes didn't look at him......"

"At that time, Chen Shuo, the general of Haoming's Zhenyuan, personally led an army of 200,000 to attack Southern Chu in three ways, all the way was like a bamboo, until Nachang Wucheng, Southern Chu also gathered an army of 180,000, which was the first official battle between the two countries......

"Why did you fight back when you arrived in Nanchu of Changwu City?" someone in the audience immediately asked.

"Hey, you don't know," the storyteller picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said leisurely, "This Changwu City is the gateway to the old capital of Southern Chu, with the natural danger of the Nanjiang River, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack......;

Speaking of this, the storyteller twisted his beard and looked at the audience with a smile: "These three are ......."

"What's the matter, say it quickly!" the audience immediately urged anxiously.

The storyteller glanced to the side, and the clever Xiao Er immediately stood up, took a tray in his hand and shouted: "Everyone, our Mr. Huang has been dry for so long, should we be rewarded with some tea money." If we have money, we will have a money field, and if we don't have money, we can applaud more!"

"Okay!" The audience immediately responded again, and a few people who couldn't wait had already taken out a few pennies and continued to urge, "Mr. Tea is also drunk, let's talk about it quickly." ”

"It's okay," the storyteller, Mr. Huang, glanced at the income in the tray, nodded with satisfaction, and continued, "The one who is defending this Changwu City is our famous general in Nanchu, Jiang Yuan!"

"It turned out to be General Jiang!" someone in the audience immediately shouted happily.

"With General Jiang here, how could Nan Chu lose!" Someone immediately said unconvinced, "Did Mr. Huang say something wrong?"

"Hahaha, don't worry, don't worry," the storyteller said unhurriedly, "This guard was originally Jiang Yuan, that's right, he presided over the defensive battle at the beginning, and Haoming didn't advance an inch for half a month, it's a pity that ......"

Speaking of which, Mr. Huang deliberately paused. glanced at the audience and saw that everyone was concentrated, so he continued: "It's a pity that something happened. ”

"Sir, don't sell it!" "That's it......" "Sir, say it quickly!" ......

"It's a pity that the Emperor of Southern Chu knows a secret. This secret made him bitter, and at the same time laid the groundwork for the demise of Southern Chu. Speaking of this, Mr. Huang couldn't help but sigh.

Chen Mingye frowned, Jiang Yuan was Jiang Hechuan's grandfather, he didn't expect that the affair between the Emperor of Southern Chu and his concubine would involve this general with a great reputation in Southern Xinjiang.

"This secret is," Mr. Huang patted the wood and glanced at the audience, "Qin Guifei, the favorite concubine of the Southern Chu Emperor, has actually made a private agreement with General Jiang Yuan for life long before entering the palace!"

As soon as Mr. Huang's words came out, the whole hall was shocked! For a while, the audience also began to discuss.

"Mr. Huang, you can't make up this story!"

"Although Nan Chu has lost the country, after all, it is also a royal matter, and this matter must not be talked about!"

"General Jiang has a bright and upright life, and he has only married one lady in his life, how can he have an affair with any Qin Guifei!"

"Don't worry, everyone," Mr. Huang seemed to have expected everyone's reaction, "This matter was originally a secret thing, Qin Guifei and Jiang Yuan were childhood sweethearts, and later Qin Guifei entered the palace, Jiang Yuan also broke off his thoughts, and there was nothing more than to think about it." It's a pity that this matter was heard by Detective Hao Ming for some reason, and he deliberately spread rumors in front of the battle, so as to divide the Southern Chu monarchs and ministers. ”

"Emperor Nanchu immediately removed Jiang Yuan's official position and transferred him from the front line to southern Xinjiang, which was the later matter of Jiang Yuan's stabilization of southern Xinjiang, so this previous matter, the historian did not record, and it is normal for everyone not to know. ”

As soon as Jiang Yuan left, the backbone of Changwu City was gone, and the defense line was suddenly in chaos, and it was broken by Haoming in less than ten days. Therefore, there is nothing wrong with this red face and trouble, the truth since ancient times. ”

When Mr. Huang said this, he patted the wood and let out a long sigh.

Chen Mingye lowered his head and pondered, there is no record in the history books of this matter, but it is really hard to say whether this storyteller is casually talking nonsense, or if it is true. I just don't know, where does an ordinary storyteller know about this kind of thing?