Murong Feng said with a smile: "Everyone, Ling Shaoxia's defeat of that Mongolian barbarian today can be regarded as supporting the face of our Murong family, why don't we go to listen to Yulou and have a good time!"

Qiu Susu clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay! Second cousin, you have a treat, of course we have to go!"

Ling Lingqi couldn't refuse Murong Feng's proposal, and now he was temporarily living in the Murong family, that is, under the fence.

Since it is a rich land in the south of the Yangtze River, Gusu City is of course extremely prosperous and lively. There are countless restaurants, tea shops, pen and ink books, treasures and antiques, calligraphy and painting tablets, jewelry and clothing, silk and satin, rouge gouache...... It's really everything, and it's almost going to dazzle people's eyes!

The group crossed a street, and Ling Lingqi saw the Tingyu Building that Murong Feng said from a distance.

Murong Yi and Murong Feng walked in the front and entered the restaurant, and when the shopkeeper saw that they were the two sons of the Murong family, he hurriedly stepped forward enthusiastically and said with a smile: "It turned out to be the eldest son and the second son of Murong, the younger one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, please follow the little one to the private room upstairs!"

The influence of the Murong family in Gusu City is very great, how dare Xiao Er slack off, and quickly brought up the wine and food.

The location of this private room is also good, you can see the street downstairs from above.

Murong Yi picked up the wine bowl and said loudly: "Come, you are all sons and daughters of the martial arts, drinking this bowl of wine means that everyone is friends! At the same time, this bowl of wine is also the wine that our Murong family thanks Ling Shaoxia for stepping forward and defeating that barbarian, today is really a breath of relief for our Jiangnan martial arts!"

Several beautiful girls are also arrogant, and they pick up the wine bowl and do it. After drinking a bowl of wine, Ling Lingqi said: "Wine is good wine, but there are no good utensils, it's a pity." ”

Murong Feng nodded and said, "That's right, these thick bowls and rough cups are only suitable for those rough people, Xiao Er, how did you do it?" Although he said this on the surface, Murong Feng wanted to invite you to drink but still talked nonsense, he was really a guy who didn't know how to be polite.

How could Ling Lingqi not see it, he smiled and said: "Hehe, don't be sloppy with the wine utensils, wouldn't such a fine wine be ruined." You must know that you must pay attention to the drinking utensils when drinking, and use the glass of wine you drink. When drinking Fenjiu, a jade cup is used, and the Tang people have a poem: 'The jade bowl holds amber light.' It can be seen that the jade bowl and jade cup can increase the color of the wine. ”

Murong Feng and Murong Yi both said: "Exactly." ”

Ling Lingqi pointed to a jar of wine and said: "This jar of wine, the taste of the wine is excellent, but it is a pity that there is a lack of fragrant gas, it is best to drink it in a rhino horn cup, it is very mellow, you must know that the jade cup increases the color of the wine, the rhino horn cup increases the fragrance of the wine, the ancients are honest and do not deceive." ”

Murong Yi and Murong Feng already knew everything about the origin, smell, wine-making method, and cellaring method of the world's fine wines, but they didn't know anything about wine utensils.

I only heard Ling Lingqi say again: "As for drinking wine, of course you have to use a luminous cup." The ancients wrote a poem: 'Grape wine glow-in-the-dark cup, if you want to drink pipa, urge immediately.' 'You must know that the grape wine is bright red, and my generation of men with eyebrows drink it, which is inevitably not arrogant. When the wine is filled into the luminous glass, the color of the wine is no different from blood, and drinking wine is like drinking blood. Yue Wumu word cloud: 'Ambition is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood', isn't it strong!"

Everyone nodded again and again, and listened to Ling Lingqi's quotation of poetry, the great achievements of the great hero Yue Wumu a hundred years ago are still admirable, and the sentence "laughing and thirsty to drink the blood of the Huns" is indeed heroic and open-minded. Isn't this in line with today's situation when Ling Lingqi defeated the Mongolian swordsmen?

Everyone looked at each other and laughed in unison.

Murong Yan smiled coquettishly: "Okay, let's stop talking, come to eat and drink." ”

Qiu Susu found that Luo Xiaoxi was a little sullen, so she asked, "Sister Xiaoxi, could it be that these wines are not to your appetite." ”

Luo Xiaoxi smiled and said: "I just heard the seventh brother blowing the conch, saying that the wine should be drunk with good utensils, what jade cups, rhino horn cups, luminous cups, etc., I will take a look at the famous utensils that the seventh brother said." ”

At this time, Xiao Er also brought up all the best wine utensils and put them in front of everyone one by one.

The girl Qiu Xiang was in charge of pouring the wine, she picked up a glass of wine with both hands and sent it to Ling Lingqi, because she was shy, she hung her head, but she secretly looked at him from the corner of her eye, and as soon as she came into contact with his gaze, she hurriedly looked at the ground, so back and forth, her face turned even redder.

"There's Miss Lao Qiuxiang, thank you!" Ling Lingqi reached out and took the wine glass. For him, drinking all these wines is not enough, seeing that Qiu Xiang can only pour wine for everyone, Ling Lingqi can't bear it but is embarrassed to refuse, besides, looking at Qiu Xiang's slender and weak wrist, he is still afraid that she will break her wrist after holding it for a long time.

Qiu Xiang watched Ling Lingqi drink the wine, and hurriedly took the empty cup, until Ling Lingqi said again: "Thank you!" She raised her head and smiled at him, and replied, "You're welcome!"

Taking advantage of her efforts to raise her head, Ling Lingqi was able to see her appearance clearly. A black and shiny hair lined with delicate skin, it is the cardamom years, and when she smiles, two small dimples are revealed on her face, which shows her simplicity and cuteness.

However, Ling Lingqi felt that she was actually a little familiar, but after thinking about it carefully, she couldn't remember where she had met.

And seeing that Ling Lingqi was looking at herself, the flush on her face had not yet faded, and she was burning hotly, and she put the wine glass back on the table at a loss, but she didn't know where to put her hand, so she hid it behind her, bit her lip and said, "You...... I ......"

Murong Yan was a little unhappy, she thought to herself, how could Ling Lingqi be interested in a girl? Although Qiu Xiang was indeed the best-looking among the hundreds of girls in the Murong family, there was no one, but she herself was much more beautiful than Qiu Xiang.

Murong Yan said with a little jealousy: "Qiu Xiang, don't patronize pouring wine for the seventh brother, and my eldest brother and second brother, your young lady, don't you still have me and Xiaoxi!"

Qiu Xiang can hear that the third miss is not satisfied with herself! She has been smart and clever since she was a child, and she has long seen that the third miss Murong Yan is really moved by Ling Shaoxia, although the eldest prince has repeatedly said that he wants to give himself to Ling Shaoxia, and he is willing in his heart, but it is obvious that this matter is yellow, the third miss likes Ling Shaoxia, and it is difficult for her to be a girl in the room!

But it's a coincidence, at this time, someone happened to be playing the pipa outside. The singing voice is tactful, singing a rhyme "Poppy Beauty", the words say: "The peach is planted in the sky and the dew, not the number of flowers, and the water lingers in the depths of the chaotic mountains." It's a pity that a branch is picturesque, for whom to open. What is the limit of the light cold and drizzle, and it is difficult to manage the spring. It doesn't matter if you are drunk, I am afraid that people will break their bowels when they wake up. ”