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The eldest prince of the dragon god, who had nothing to do and was idle, was drinking by himself, and just chanted a sentence "the soul is here" in the wine room, and before the aftermath was finished, he heard someone receive a sentence outside the short wall of the garden:

"Guests are coming!"

At first hearing this, Bo Yu was taken aback, because his residence was already remote, and now the coral flower garden where he drank and chanted poetry was in the deep courtyard behind the study, although further northeast was an open seabed green algae field, but usually this green algae field and coral flower forest were inaccessible, therefore, at first hearing this sound, Bo Yu held the wine glass in the air and stopped for a while, and only then did he turn his face sideways to take a look, and then he saw the face of the person who came.

"Huh, it's Long Linggong!"

It turned out that through the rippling blue water, Bo Yu saw clearly that the person who suddenly visited was the first advisor beside his third brother Meng Zhang, Long Ling.

"Long Linggong, how can there be Yaxing today?"

Although the identities of Bo Yu and Long Ling are very different, with one lord and one minister in name, Bo Yu has been idle for a long time, so he is very polite to this sudden courtier. Seeing him ask, the old minister outside the short wall replied:

"Your Highness, the old minister was just attracted by the smell of wine, and occasionally passed by, and heard His Highness's words clear, so he itched for a while and took a sentence!"

"Ha ......"

Hearing the words of the dragon spirit, the gentle and elegant dragon god prince couldn't help but stare at him, and then said without hesitation through the light and shadow of the seabed:

"I don't mean that Long Linggong is also a poet and wine artist. In that case, how can there be a reason not to enter? Long Linggong, please come in quickly, and accompany me to have a few drinks!"

"Okay, okay! Then the old minister has trespassed. ”

Hearing Boyu's invitation, the old face of the high-ranking and powerful Shuihou henchman suddenly smiled happily, pulled up his clothes, shook the sleeves of his robe, took small steps to bypass the white jade low wall that could be crossed by one foot, walked around the sea bamboo fence gate in the south of the flower garden, and came to Boyu's mutton fat jade table - at this time, if any other courtier saw it, it was hard to imagine that this laughing and respectful old man was so fierce in the main hall just now that he refuted the confidant of the water marquis who let Boyu preside over the South China Sea!

Of course, seeing him like this, Boyu, the gentle son who was smiling at the white jade table, also felt a little puzzled for a while, and he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the gourd of the third brother's loyal minister.

After a while, Long Lingzi came to the jade round table and asked:

"Your Highness, I wonder if the old minister can use this jade cup?"

At this time, on the jade table in front of him, there were several green jade wine glasses scattered around, in different forms; Long Ling approached, Bingli asked, and when Boyu agreed, he smiled and reached out, ready to choose a wine cup to pour wine - who knew that at this moment, he suddenly heard someone not far away shouting:

"Lord Dragon Spirit, slow down, please let the servant pour the wine. ”

This sudden sound of clarity surprised Long Ling and Bo Yu. Following the prestige, I saw that among the flowers in the jade bushes, a woman in green suddenly rose, and her appearance was about the sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman in the world, born with a slender waist and a slender neck, with a beautiful posture, wearing a Luo shirt with a collar of emerald silk on her upper body, and a skirt with light water lines on the bottom, and her steps were light, and she came to the two in a blink of an eye after only a few fluttering steps.

"Lord Dragon, please give in a little bit. ”

The maid who suddenly appeared did not hesitate to block between the two, and while reaching out to take the cup, she said to Long Ling crisply:

"Lord Long Ling, why do you have to experience such a trivial matter, please let the servant pour you wine!"

"Uh......"

Seeing this servant girl appear, Long Ling's eyes are so old and spicy, from these few words, it can be seen at a glance that her relationship with Boyu is by no means unusual, and it should be regarded as a close servant. Looking at this girl's gestures, although she is charming and delicate, her face is arrogant and vigilant. Seeing this, Long Ling smiled, without the slightest displeasure. Not only that, but he was a little happy to see this very alert maid. After looking at the woman, he asked Boyu:

"I wonder who this fairy is ......?"

"She?" replied Boyu, "she is my personal maid, you can call her 'Bing'e'." Long Linggong, Bing'e, this servant has lived in the deep palace for a long time, and she has never been familiar with etiquette, and she still looks at Long Linggong Haihan if she is rude. ”

"You might as well take it, Your Highness is serious!"

During the two of them, the maid named Bing'e had already filled the wine glass, covered it slightly with her sleeve, and handed it to Long Ling with her palms. Long Ling thanked her, took the wine cup from her hand, paused slightly, raised his glass and said to Boyu:

"Confess, the old minister is greedy, so he will eat this cup first!"

As soon as Long Ling cocked his neck, a glass full of dark brown and amber wine entered his mouth.

"Good!"

Seeing that he drank it all, Bo Yu slapped his hands and laughed:

"Long Linggong should be strong and strong, and he is really heroic!"

As soon as he praised it, he also filled his wine glass, and also drank the contents of the cup. After drinking a glass, Boyu motioned for Bing'e to stand aside, and invited Long Ling to sit down. Next, the lord and the minister, you and I have a cup, and you toast back and forth, and before you know it, you will drink for a long time. After about three rounds of drinking, the old courtier, whose face was slightly drunk, suddenly pressed the wine glass, and said thoughtlessly with the smell of wine in his mouth:

"Your Highness, drink slowly. The minister wanted to ask about something. ”

"What?"

"The minister wants to ask, what is the royal road?"

"Uh......"

Suddenly asked like this, Bo Yu was slightly startled, looked at the drunken and hazy person in front of him and groaned slightly, and then said calmly:

"The royal road...... Boyu was also puzzled. However, often looking at the scriptures, it is written: 'The light of the three lights is endless, and the heart of all races is not hurt', Bo Yu thinks that this is the royal road. ”

"Oh......"

When Long Ling heard this, he was uncharacteristically noncommittal, and he just drank for a while and said no more.

Leaving aside the two of them and not mentioning it, listening to their answers, although the people who answered were relatively calm, but the Bing'e fairy who was watching next to him was a little distracted for some reason, and the eyes flashed in a pair of bright eyes, which was restless. Patiently waited for a while, and then looked at the uninvited guest beside the master for a few moments, this pretty fairy maid suddenly stood up from the coral jade sitting upright, turned sideways slightly, opened her lips and said:

"The two adults are above, and the servant thinks that this kind of drinking and feasting is very light, so it is better to let the servant dance the sword to help the fun. ”

"Sword dance? ”

Hearing Bing'e speak, Boyu immediately agreed.

As soon as Bo Yu agreed, the underwater fairy in this emerald shirt and water skirt suddenly groaned in her mouth, and the pink lotus-like jade arm looked into the air, and in an instant, a cold and shining sword appeared out of thin air, pinched between her fingers, and before Long Ling Boyu and the two reacted, it was already a human sword unity, flying back into the air like a light wheel!

"Good swordsmanship!

Seeing the sword dance in the azure water in front of him, he only felt that he was strong and slender, swift and charming, and even this well-informed Long Lingzi couldn't help but blurt out praise! The only thing I heard her sing over and over again was:

"It's cold when the year is about to be twilight, don't say much about the chaos in the center!"

"Ha ......"

Hearing the singing in this sword dance, and watching the two of them understand each other, His Royal Highness Boyu, who is the master, couldn't help but smile, and said to the minister next to him with some apologies:

"Long Linggong, as prefaced, my maid doesn't understand etiquette, and even sings nonsense, which is really not interesting. ”

"Huh!"

Hearing Boyu's softened words, Long Lingzi smiled and said:

"Your Highness is serious. Ministers can express their meaning by hearing small words, and the tune can be sarcastic, and there is nothing wrong with Fairy Bing'e's singing. However, when the old minister heard the song, it was itchy and wanted to sing all the words. ”

"Oh, please, this hall would like to hear about it. ”

"Oh, the old man is going to sacrifice ugliness. ”

At this time, Bing'e had already stopped singing and dancing, and watched the gray-bearded old water spirit singing with Boyu. I saw that the famous minister of the South China Sea stretched out his hand to hold a jade chopstick, hit the cup and sang:

"Scared of the jade bed,

Across from Chen Xijun's side;

If you don't have a concubine, who complains,

The day is coming, and the Yellow Springs ......"

"Uh......"

At first glance, listening to this old but full of vigor cappella, Bo Yu and his henchman maid couldn't help but be surprised. Why did the important ministers of the water marquis who had been calling for wind and rain for hundreds of years sing such a mournful tune? After listening to the lyrics, it was clear that they were the words of a depressed and unhappy resentful woman in the deep boudoir, but why would they sing from the mouth of this dignified water marquis military master!

It's just that although he was a little surprised when he first heard this song, when Bo Yu'er thought about it, he seemed to have an understanding, and an imperceptible smile crept up his brow. So when Long Ling's tortuous and lamenting song was sung, Bo Yu applauded:

"Well sung, good sang!"

Hearing Boyu's admiration, although the pretty maid standing on the side didn't know what it meant, she had to praise it slightly:

"It's a good song. ”

Hearing the admiration of the two of them, the old dragon spirit calmed down slightly, and waved his hand again and again to be humble:

"If you don't sing well, you can't sing well! Alas, the old voice is very old, and it is not a beautiful sound; but the old minister heard that the masters in the world often refer to themselves as beautiful herbs, so they also follow the example of chatting for His Highness's pleasure!"

Speaking of this, after a slight pause, Long Ling asked quite solemnly:

"After the old minister finishes singing, I don't know what His Highness has to say?"

"I don't have much to say about this. ”

Bo Yu smiled slightly:

"However, it was Long Linggong who sang this song well, so I also asked Bing'e to give me a song in return. ”

"Oh?"

At this time, Long Ling didn't know what the intention of this eldest son of the dragon god who had always been indifferent was, so he just followed the stubble and continued:

The old minister thanked His Highness, and he looked forward to it. ”

"Good. Bing'e—"

The white-clothed boy turned his face to look at the maid and said:

"Bing'e, then please sing the poem I taught the day before yesterday, the one that 'bend my weak bow'—you can sing it in the tune of a small stone. ”

"Little Stone Tune?"

Hearing Boyu's words, the fairy maid who was familiar with the rhythm of music was a little surprised. Because Bing'e knew that the song that the master taught her a few days ago had a tragic meaning, and if she sung it according to the content of the lyrics, she should sing it in a fierce and healthy two-tone palace singing, why would she be asked to sing it in a small stone tune at this time? But although she was puzzled, the master had words, and she took the order, and even if she softened her voice, she sang like a thin bamboo flowing water. Listening to the lyrics, it is clear:

"Bend my weak bow,

Get me to get eight guns.

Defeat the three armies in one fell swoop,

再举殄 (tiǎn) 戎貊 (mò)!"

When Bing'e finished singing, the old man who listened to the song was just silent, his face was silent, only his eyes flickered slightly, as if he was thinking about something. After a moment of silence, Long Ling stood up, threw himself to the ground at the elegant boy in front of him who he had never paid much attention to before, bowed respectfully, and then turned around and floated away.

"This ......"

Seeing this, the pretty fairy servant who was originally the first to be satirized by the song in this place did not understand its meaning at all.

"What kind of dumb riddles do they play?"

Puzzled in his heart, he looked at his master, but saw that he was just a familiar smile. Looking back at the old man who was far away, the pale back had gradually disappeared among the staggered coral jade trees.

"Forget it, don't think about it. ”

The fairy maid shook her head slightly, and said in her heart:

"Anyway, now in this eventful season, as long as the old dragon spirit doesn't come to embarrass the son!"

Thinking of this, the delicate fairy maid no longer thought about it, and said goodbye to the master who raised her glass again, and then jumped up with a bewitching figure, and re-entered the colorful forest flowers. Occasionally, in the strange water-colored waves, a drunken chant echoed, and the sound became lower and lower, until finally the owner of the drunken sentence also fell to the jade round table, unable to sleep.

talked about the trivial things that occasionally happened under the water of the Dragon Domain where the undercurrent was surging, and then talked about the Daomen boy who came here from afar. Unlike Boyu, who was so idle, he laid down the three continents of Nanba and was stationed on Sangyu Island, and before the dust was washed, he received an important task.

"Well, when will this portrait be completed?"

The master of the Four Seas Hall, who had been in the big tent for an afternoon, only felt that there were ants crawling all over his body, and he couldn't wait to get up and dust it immediately! It would be nice to have her by her side at this time, gossiping and telling jokes!