The next day, Chinese New Year's Eve

The streets and alleys of Yueyang are bustling with people.

The hawkers shouted, passers-by laughed, and horses and donkeys wore red through the road.

The dolls hold fructose and chase and play in the alleys.

Flower street lanterns, New Year's stalls, have already been arranged, waiting for nightfall.

Happy, the flavor of the year is strong.

However, some people are not happy.

For example, those gentry and businessmen who went to Yueyang Tower early to book tonight's banquet.

"What? The third floor has also been chartered? Then you can book me a few floors up..."

"Book me the eighth floor..."

"I booked three days ago, and now you're telling me it's gone!

"What? no, I booked it half a month ago..."

“......”

"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm really sorry. Except for the wing room above the 36th floor, there are still left. The halls below have been chartered..."The shopkeeper of Yueyang Building looked at these impatient businessmen in front of him with a smile on his face.

"What the fuck bastard, doesn't know the rules?"

"The New Year's Eve disturbs Lao Tzu's interest, don't you want to get mixed up?"

"Who the hell ate the leopard's gall..."

"Dare to rob my field..."

"Ladies and gentlemen, please stop being angry..."

Xiao Er's smiling face remained unchanged, and he clenched his fists into the sky:

"It's our big shopkeeper who has chartered the venue. ”

"So, please gentlemen, don't make it difficult to do the little ones..."

“......”

Xiao Er's words.

Suddenly, there was silence.

Speechless and dumbfounded.

"I~ took my leave first..."

"Help me pay homage to Jin Ye in the early years..."

"I've got something..."

A few of the wealthy gentlemen and businessmen who scolded the most fiercely at the beginning had already shrunk their heads and slipped away in a hurry.

Actually, it's not to blame them for being timid. This little two is a person from Yueyang Tower, and his shopkeeper is only the shopkeeper of Yueyang Tower.

Who is the shopkeeper of Yueyang Building?

That's a big man who comes out at random, and can make the Southern Regions Business Road shake with a single finger. Not to mention, the charter must be the big shopkeeper who is known as the No. 1 merchant in the Southern Regions. Such people, how can they be offended by these fish and shrimp who are mixed in the business road?

However, these businessmen held their breath and didn't dare to vent. The good mood was swept away. There is no other way than to hurry up and find another wine shop to set up a banquet for tonight.

It's just that at this time, in addition to these gentry merchants who are not happy, there are also some people who are not happy.

For another example, Xia Xun and a few people who greeted guests outside Yueyang Tower early this morning.

A green shirt put on a red robe, blowing a cool breeze, with a stiff smile, seeing a linen or Taoist robe, he stepped forward to welcome him into the building...

A restaurant doorman...

And, the reason why there is this scene is just like what the little two said.

Today, the thirty-six floors of Yueyang Building were all wrapped down by their big shopkeeper.

And the reason why Jin does not change the charter is also very simple, it is nothing more than to prepare for tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve banquet.

It's just that this banquet is a bit exquisite.

Those who went to the banquet, more than 3,000 Confucians, and more than 7,000 disciples of Qixing taught and practiced, a total of 10,000 people.

The elders of the two houses are called "a smile and a thousand hatreds".

As for this laughing hatred... It can only be the enmity that was formed a few months ago during the battle of the Three Courtyards that overthrew Yueyang.

After a big war, the rulers of the Three Courts were reconciled, and finally sat in the same boat. However, the disciples below them are different.

There were several days of fighting in Yueyang City, and there were two or three thousand dead at that time. This can be regarded as a blood feud. And how can the elders say that reconciliation can be reconciled?

In the past two months, there has been no bloodshed or injury. But big and small disputes and martial arts have never stopped. Those elders in the courtyard are really helpless in their eyes...

In the end, this war happened suddenly, and ended even more suddenly. Let many of the elders in the courtyard have unresolved hatreds in their hearts. It's good if they don't seek revenge, but how can they help resolve it?

Therefore, until half a month ago, when Jin Buchang found several deans and Cao Pavilion masters, saying that he would take advantage of the Chinese New Year's Eve reunion night to hold a "feud banquet" for the two houses as peacemakers, several deans and Cao Ge masters agreed without thinking about it.

As for the little abacus in Jin Buchang's heart...

Everyone knows it, but they don't know it. After all, everyone is afraid of death...

And, Xia Xun.

The elders of the two houses also tacitly believe that no matter whether things are right or wrong, all enmities are caused by him, and he should settle them.

Therefore, Xia Xun has become today's welcome student as a matter of course...

"I said, are you stupid? Those old bastards want you to be the door god, and you are really so obedient and stupid for a day. You're throwing a lot of face on our village..."

Xia Hou held the sugar gourd in his mouth, held the watermelon in one hand, and teased Xia Xun with disdain.

"Watermelon, did you say that this person has lost our faces?" Xia Hou saw that Xia Xun ignored him, so he turned to Watermelon and pointed at Sang and scolded Huaidao.

"Eun..."

Watermelon stared blankly at her big eyes and nodded. Two sugar gourds bulge in the cheeks on both sides, trembling, very cute. In fact, how could the four-year-old watermelon understand what Xiahou said. It's just a cloud of people.

“......”

Busy, Xia Xun stiffened and smiled to greet the comer.

"Uh... Ask the Tiange Qingyan vein, on the seventh floor of the twelve seats... Please come up here..."

"The Heavenly Council... Twentieth floor... Go upstairs here..."

"This way, please..."

After welcoming a few waves of disciples to the banquet, he slowed down for a while. Xia Xun looked at Xia Hou and Watermelon angrily.

"The Taoist elders are right, things started because of me, and I have to do something to make up for it. That's all you know. If you two are really idle, go to the ferry to accompany the big fat and their firecrackers..."

"Yo..."

Xiahou faced the watermelon, looked at Xia Xun with his eyes, and said in a strange voice: "Yo you... Someone is going to be angry, little watermelon, do you think we are so kind that we have been struck by lightning? You people, this is barking at our conscience like a dog..."

"Eun... Conscience barks as a dog. ”

The watermelon, who didn't know what Xiahou was talking about, continued to nod obediently.

Xia Xun skimmed Xia Hou, walked to the watermelon and squatted down, touched his little head, and said softly: "Watermelon, can you go upstairs to play with your grandfather?" There are bad people here, and bad people will teach our little watermelon badly." Let's not play with the bad guys, okay?"

Xia Hou's ruffianism, Xia Xun knows best.

In the days when Xia Xun was in a coma, Da Fat was taken by Xia Hou for a while. As a result, when Xia Xun returned to the Seven Star Courtyard, the big fat Xia Hou was taken out of the faint ruffian, and he took the little doll of the Seven Star Courtyard out to fool around every three or five days. Even Xia Xun was a little helpless about him...

Therefore, if it weren't for Mo Xian to follow Lu Suifeng and them upstairs today, Xia Xun would never have handed over the watermelon to Xia Hou.

No, I've only been with Xiahou for a long time, and the well-behaved watermelon has actually learned to scold...

"Eun, good..."

Watermelon is very naïve, and he listens to whatever his relatives say. It's the same now, after responding obediently, he withdrew the little hand holding Xia Hou and prepared to go upstairs.

"Oh, you little watermelon..."

Xiahou was suddenly made to cry and laugh by the little watermelon, he stared, pretended to be fierce, and pointed at the watermelon viciously and threatened: "You go, you go, but no one will buy you rock sugar gourds." ”

"If you want to, you can leave!

"Don't look back, if you want to go, hurry up!"

“......”

Hearing Xia Hou's threatening words, the watermelon, who hadn't taken a few steps, was stunned and stopped. pursed his small mouth, opened his watery eyes, and turned to look at Xia Xun aggrievedly: "Brother Xun..."

Xia Xun couldn't get angry, and looked up at Xia Hou: "Don't be so shameless, okay?"

"Ahem"

Xia Hou deliberately bit off a sugar gourd and chewed it "creak".

"Cut, you're not shameless, then you buy him a sugar gourd..."

Saying that, Xia Hou took the remaining sugar gourd and dangled it in front of his eyes: "Why don't you leave?

Xia Xun got up and took the little watermelon hand: "Let's go, my brother will buy it for you..."

"This sugar gourd has to be sold in the crescent moon on West Street, I'll see how you buy it." Xia Hou smirked and smiled disdainfully.

"Forehead ......"

West Street is in the west of the city, starting from Yueyang Tower, riding the jujube red pony, you can't go in half an hour. Xia Hou's words undoubtedly wanted to force Xia Xun not to be the door god...

The ruffian is very shameless, and Xia Xun is very helpless.

"You know I'm not leaving..."

"Blame me?" Xia Hou rolled his eyes.

"Brother Xun..."Watermelon shook Xia Xun's big hand pitifully,

“......”

"It's useless for you to call him..."

"Heh..."

Just when the two insisted, and the little watermelon's eyes were moist, a faint laugh came.

"How can anyone with a child like you have?"

A few people turned around and looked at each other.

I saw that Peony covered her mouth with one hand, and she was already standing outside the door at some point. Today, she wears a white linen robe, a red cloak on her shoulders, and long flowing hair, like a cold plum in the snow. Seeing Xia Hou's eyes, a bright light flashed, and he was speechless for a moment.

"Peony girl, why are you here today?" Xia Xun was better, after all, he had also seen Peony a few times. It's just that he seems a little puzzled at this time. For the reason, he had never heard of the girl in front of him who had left Wentian Mountain once upon a time.

"Mr. said, tonight's reunion banquet is rare, and I haven't gone down the mountain for a long time. So, he arranged for me to come on his behalf. ”

As she spoke, Peony walked over to the watermelon and squatted down with her skirt on her back. Stretching out two onion fingers, he gently pinched the watermelon face.

"Little doll, your name is Xia Watermelon, right?"

"Well... My name is Xia Watermelon, Summer of Summer, Watermelon of Watermelon. The watermelon replied immaturely.

"That's good..."

Peony smiled softly: "There are many bad people here, is it okay for Sister Yao to take you out to buy sugar gourds to eat?"

When the watermelon heard this, his eyelashes first propped up with joy, and then bent down aggrievedly. turned his head and looked at Xia Xun pitifully, as if pleading.

"Looking for my brother..."

For this coquettishness of watermelon, Xia Xun is completely out of temper. As long as there is a sugar gourd, watermelon can now be sold by anyone. It's just that the pitiful appearance that pretends to be is really pitiful.

"You have to listen to Sister Yao's words, and you are not allowed to run around. ”

"Hee-hee... Yes."

Watermelon was overjoyed and nodded vigorously. The melancholy face changes instantly, just like a painted face torn off easily.

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