Song Ling originally planned to pass by directly, but he didn't expect Ning Zeyuan to stop Song Ling, Song Ling swept over with a slap in his eyes, which frightened Ning Zeyuan and said, "Miss Song, don't get me wrong, I just want to invite Miss Song to dinner." ”

"Don't eat. Song Ling said coldly, turned around and was about to leave, and eat with Ning Zeyuan? Isn't he sick in the brain, anyway, he doesn't have any friendship with this guy, so there is no need to eat.

Song Ling had just walked a few steps before a figure appeared in front of Song Ling again.

Song Ling looked up at Ning Zeyuan's dead face, and there was a burst of impatience on his face: "Lord Shizi, I said I won't go, you are blocking me, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Don't don't, Miss Song, it's better for us to be polite, Miss Song is about to leave, I should invite Miss Song to have a meal, and it can be regarded as an apology for the previous incident, Miss Song, you can go." ”

"Besides, although I have a big temperament, I can still be a person, after all, if you don't go, then how embarrassed I am, I'm thin-skinned. Ning Zeyuan looked at Song Ling and said with a smile on his face, "You have to go with me."

As the saying goes, people are shameless, the world is invincible, Song Ling looked at Ning Zeyuan in front of him, and understood that people can still be so shameless and thin-skinned?

If Ning Zeyuan is still thin-skinned, he is estimated to be not thick-skinned.

Looking at Ning Zeyuan's posture, can't he go by himself?

"Okay, then you'll have to get the money ready. Song Ling didn't want to continue to entangle with Ning Zeyuan, anyway, it was just a meal, and it didn't matter much.

By the way, he slaughtered Ning Zeyuan once to relieve his anger.

"Dele, don't worry, I don't have anything else in Ning Zeyuan, but I have more silver, let's go, let's go eat." Ning Zeyuan said happily, a trace of cunning that was not easy to wipe out flashed in his eyes.

"I've inquired about this piece clearly, out of the General's Mansion, there is an inn to the east, the food there is always delicious, but I haven't had time to eat, and now Miss Song is willing to accompany me, but it is also a great honor. ”

"Oh, speaking of which, I miss Xijing's roast duck very much, but Miss Song, is there any delicious roast duck here?"

"No, I forgot, Miss Song doesn't come to the border gate often, so I definitely don't know, forget it, I'll let my subordinates ask later." ”

"Okay, can you shut up? Don't go if you're rambling!" Song Ling said with a slight anger.

Along the way, Ning Zeyuan kept chattering, more women than women, and Song Ling, who listened to it, was annoyed.

Ning Zeyuan was reprimanded by Song Ling like this, and immediately closed his mouth in fright, and honestly stopped talking.

Soon, the two of them came to the hotel that Ning Zeyuan said, from the outside, there was nothing different, and after entering, Song Ling found that it was a different cave.

Thinking about it carefully, it's no wonder that I feel familiar, this place, in my previous life, I have been here many times.

It was overcrowded, and the sound of punching and drinking came, most of them were soldiers in the barracks, and the boring and boring barracks training made them a little tired, and now drinking is the most boring and relaxing way.

Song Ling looked at these soldiers and suddenly remembered his previous life.

In his previous life, Song Ling also liked to fight with the soldiers very much, and he also loved to drink very much.

However, now, Song Ling doesn't have such a good amount of alcohol, after all, he also needs to practice.

"Here...... It seems to be quite noisy......" Ning Zeyuan looked at the scene in front of him, and couldn't help but be a little worried that Song Ling was not used to it, after all, he had been in the barracks for so long, and he had long been used to it, As for whether Song Ling was used to it, Ning Zeyuan was not clear.

"It's okay, let's go upstairs, these are soldiers stationed on the frontier, it's good to relax after a hard day. Song Ling didn't feel any discomfort, but went upstairs very calmly, and Ning Zeyuan wondered if Song Ling came often.

"Master, this private room is the best, why don't you sit here?" Xiao Er said with great insight, and directly led Song Ling and the others to the innermost private room.

"Okay, let's do it here, bring a few of your signature dishes here, four dishes will be fine, and then make a soup." After Song Ling took his seat, he spoke directly, and then looked out the window, the yellow sand was all over the sky, the long smoke was deserted, and the sunset was extremely quiet.

This kind of scene can only be seen at the border gates.

"Okay, wait a minute, the second master. ”

"Wait a minute, another pot of good wine, silver is not a problem, the wine must be good. Ning Zeyuan stopped Xiao Er, took out a bag of silver, and threw it on the table.

"Two pots. Song Ling suddenly spoke.

Xiao Er smiled even more, nodded again and again, and left.

Ning Zeyuan looked at Song Ling, a little incredulous, Song Ling actually drank alcohol?

"What are you looking at me like this? Could it be that you are reluctant?" Song Ling said with a smile, his tone full of mockery.

"Just kidding, I'm in Ningyuan's Hou family, I don't have much anything, just a lot of silver, I really don't take it seriously with such a little money. Ning Zeyuan said arrogantly.

Song Ling smiled, Ning Zeyuan in front of him looked like a scratching/bag-and-bag kid, how could he think of rebelling? Could it be that there was a mistake in his brain?

Thinking that after Ning Zeyuan absconded in his previous life, there was no trace, and in the end, Chu Linyuan brought Ning Zeyuan's body back, but it was already burned badly, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

And the Marquis of Ningyuan's mansion fell overnight in an instant, and even all the things in the mansion were confiscated, but fortunately, Ning Zeyuan's father had already died, and it was those maids and slaves who were a little miserable, exiled and sold.

"By the way, Miss Song is there a bathhouse near here, on this hot day, there is so much yellow sand, how uncomfortable it is to not have a bathhouse. ”

"Also, is there a hunting place around here, and if I want to go hunting, where should I go?

"Hey, I don't know if there are any girls here, in case you want to drink flowers/wine, you can still go and have fun. ”

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Ning Zeyuan talked to Song Ling intentionally or unintentionally, and most of the questions he asked were about eating, drinking, and having fun, and Song Ling couldn't cry or laugh when he listened.

Song Ling began to question, did Chu Ba's old emperor have a short circuit in his brain? He actually sent such a straw bale? Could it be that Chu Ba still has a trump card behind him?