Chapter 114: Folding the Race Flower and Dressing Ugly

Zhi Saihua came over with a plate, he couldn't recognize Zhong Sheng's appearance after changing his makeup, but no matter how Yang Ye, the pillow person, changed his makeup, he could still see it at a glance, she came over and put the wine jug on the plate on the table: "A few guest officers use it slowly, this is the best wine in Xiangyang City, it is guaranteed that it is not poisoned, the guest officer drinks it openly, and he will definitely get drunk and rest!" Zhi Saihua said and stared at the arm lying on Yang Ye's shoulder and gritted her teeth and muttered: "Dare to lie on my man's shoulder, that arm is not wanted!"

Yang Ye was not interested, but when he heard the accent of Zhesaihua, and looked at the appearance of Zhesaihua, he couldn't help but cover his stomach and snicker, Zhesaihua had two horns, his eyebrows were thick and big, and his face was dotted with ink.

Zhong Sheng didn't recognize Yang Yelai either, but as soon as he heard this Jinzhong accent, he knew that it must be a folding race flower, and when he saw this appearance, he also covered his stomach and snickered.

Although Lotus Ye was a little quick-tempered, she was careful, she followed Zhou Qian to learn to read lips for a few days, although she didn't see it very completely, but she could see a rough idea, and couldn't help shouting: "Mrs. Yang!"

There was already a commotion in the Qinglou, Zhong Sheng didn't expect that the lotus leaf would read his lips and recognize the folded flowers, so he slapped the table in a hurry: "How can you be surprised, all to scare the shopkeeper Yang, Mrs. Yang embroiders flowers at home, how can you know that I brought him to this tulip building to drink flower wine!"

The lotus leaf girl went south and north, and the strain was not bad, and she smiled evilly at Zhong Sheng's words: "I saw the horn bun of the person who served the tea, and I remembered Mrs. Yang, teasing the shopkeeper Yang, hahahaha......"

Qiu Jie shook the handkerchief: "Xiaohua, you go and urge the food to be good, the guest officer is in a hurry, go and ...... quickly" and then drew a circle on Yang Ye's face with her fingers: "Since the guest officer has come to Tulip Building, don't think about the lady at home, come and come, drink and drink......"

Zhe Saihua glared at Qiu Jie, turned around and walked towards the kitchen full of resentment, muttering as she walked: "Okay, you Yang Ye, dare to come and drink flower wine, see how I clean you up!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little lighter than when she first came, Manliu pointed to the orchid and said with a thumbs up: "This dish hasn't come up yet, why don't you let Qiu Jie play and sing a song to help the fun, Qiu Jie plays the pipa well, and her voice is also good, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a natural sound... Hee-hee-hee..."

Zhong Sheng nodded: "Very good, very good, Oiran didn't come, and it's not bad to listen to the sound of nature." ”

Someone brought a pipa for Qiu Jie, Qiu Jie cleared her throat, and sang while playing:

"The rain falls with the morning light, Nian Jun has become a disease, the autumn wind solves the flower language, when is the return date. Wen is conformist, and there is no way to complain about ......"

Manliu clapped her hands and applauded: "Qiu Jie played this song about a wife at home who misses her husband who is fighting at the border, and now this word is known to the world, it can be described as a famous song in the land of wind and moon!"

Yang Ye looked thoughtful, and seemed to return to the battlefield, Zhong Sheng picked up the wine glass and said: "Shopkeeper Yang, come to drink, there is wine today and drunk today......"

Cheng Di listened to the music in a daze, and couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "Marrying a wife like this, I really envy others!"

Lotus Ye leaned over to Cheng Di's side and whispered, "The one who came with the wine just now was Mrs. Yang." ”

Cheng Di looked at Yang Ye dumbfounded, and whispered: "Impossible, impossible......"

Lotus Ye whispered again: "You can see Yang Ye's cowardice to know if it's not." Saying that, he made a grimace at Yang Ye, how could Yang Ye have the heart to listen to any songs, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the tricky little girl of Lotus Ye, just to see if the folding flowers came out again from time to time.

Yang Ye felt distressed about the flowers, and thought about the soldiers who had been born and died in the sixteen states of Yanyun, if he hadn't been to the Central Plains this time, he might have died on the battlefield, or maybe he would have won the battle, Xianyun would not die, he picked up the wine glass and drank the stuffy wine thoughtfully one after another, and the vine willow said while pouring wine: "Oh, the guest officers are really massive, and they will be drunk here today, Qiu Jie not only sings well, but also serves people well!"

Cheng Di slapped the table: "Don't talk nonsense, don't disturb Yaxing who listens to the music!"

Manliu and Qiu Jie are not surprised by those rich people who have a temper, this is the first time they have encountered an entourage whose temper is greater than that of the master, thinking that as long as they serve the two hosts and guests, this entourage will smash a cup and slap the table with it, as long as they are willing to pay, the more they fall, the better.