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- Xiao Yibo outside the temple finally received the prince who came out riding a Pixiu;
It can be seen that
The prince has something on his mind,
It can still be seen that
The Pixiu under the prince's crotch also seems to have something on his mind.
Xiao Yibo didn't dare to ask, so he rode his horse silently and led the way with a lantern by his side.
Go and go,
Found that the prince's Pixiu was gone,
The black horse under Xiao Yibo's crotch is more afraid of Pixiu, and the horse used for transportation is not a war horse that has been on the battlefield. With a "grunt", he took Xiao Yibo around the spot several times, and let Xiao Yibo No matter how much Bo urged him, he would not move forward.
The direct classification of animals is more direct and less false than that between people;
The horse obviously sensed the inexplicable hostility towards him from "Big Brother", so it didn't dare to get close and followed.
Since he couldn't train the horse at the moment, Xiao Yibo had no choice but to catch up with the lantern.
There is no curfew at night in Fengxin City, and because of the developed commerce, the caravans gathered here and the rich people in the city, especially the soldiers who have just received a reward and have money in their pockets, everyone has consumption needs.
Therefore,
In the city tonight,
Very noisy.
The team crossed the street and entered the Hou's Mansion. Zheng Fan turned over and went back to the house to change the armor on his body into a python robe. Enter the arena from the outside seats.
There are twelve cold dishes on each table, but because King Pingxi has not returned home, the hot dishes have not been served yet, and no one dared to move their chopsticks among the guests who had already been seated in line. Talking with each other, no one dared to take something to fill their hunger even if they were very hungry.
Zhao Cheng, who had been waiting for a long time, saw that the prince finally came,
Immediately step forward,
He raised his father-in-law's characteristic sharp duck voice and shouted;
"The prince is here!"
An era has its own taste, and the voice of the father-in-law may sound a bit awkward to future generations, but in this era, being able to use eunuchs to sing for you is the most tangible symbol of status.
It is impossible for ordinary eunuchs to use eunuchs in a family of eunuchs. This is disrespectful and disrespectful. Except for the palace, only the "Prince's Mansion" can have eunuchs with a certain establishment in the legal system, and they have to be dispatched from the palace. .
Therefore, strictly speaking, it was a serious crime for Zhao Cheng to enter and exit the Marquis Mansion as an eunuch a few years ago.
However, the censor of Yanjing City only dared to challenge Lord Pingxi to make a fuss about provoking frontier provocations, leading to impeachment. As for the use of eunuchs in Pingxihou's mansion, even if there is conclusive evidence, no one Will make a fuss about this barren thing.
For Zhao Cheng,
That thing, before cutting it off, I thought it was extremely precious, but after cutting it off, I felt relaxed.
To put it bluntly, what you really think is precious is what you have now and will have soon. For what you have lost, the future you will be far more open than the present you.
After shouting this voice,
Zhao Cheng felt a heartfelt numbness.
even,
The candlelight in front of him, the light, created a hazy sense of illusion, as if a ray of light would break through the curtain in the next moment, and he would face this light, facing the front of him, under him, piece by piece, boundless :
Your Majesty is here!
Do one line, love one line, Mr. Zhao has realized the true meaning.
"My lord, my lord Fukang!"
"My lord, my lord Fukang!"
Xiao Yibo originally thought that his prince had something on his mind, and his mood was a little depressed, so he wanted to help the prince clear the way, let the prince go inside first, and don't have to waste time outside;
After all, the guests sitting outside are already satisfied when they can see the prince passing in front of them like this.
However, King Pingxi did not try to save trouble, but put a smile on his face;
Sitting in the Gourd Temple, it seems that everything has been unraveled, but it seems that nothing has been unraveled. It seems that you have done useless work, but since a person is born, he will die sooner or later. Life is a useless effort. Field, pictured, is nothing more than a short-lived pleasure in the middle.
so,
Today, Zheng Fan suddenly wanted to blend in, into the atmosphere.
Prince Pingxi pulled up an old man, and the old man brought his eight-year-old grandson.
He is one of the representatives of the settlers outside Fengxin City. He was originally a refugee and was resettled.material. "
"Indeed, but it doesn't matter. It's just arranged casually. If it is broken, it will be broken. Isn't it interesting to meet your opponent?
If an idiot emperor is sitting on the dragon chair, then the feeling of rebellion will be much lower. "
"Don't give up yet."
"When I do things, I never like to give up halfway."
"Okay, as long as you're happy."
The blind man stood up suddenly and said, "The Lord is back."
The banquet has not yet ended, and this banquet will continue for a long time, because there will be various condolences from the imperial court envoys to Fengxin City and the palace, and it is impossible to end before midnight.
However, Prince Pingxi, who had already overfulfilled the task, walked back with a slightly frivolous footsteps, holding a jug of wine in his hand.
Xiao Yibo and Zhao Cheng stood alone, stretching out their hands, watching carefully.
"Yo, my lord, cheers."
Ah Ming just came up from the wine cellar, also holding a jug of wine in his hand.
"Cheers, vampire!"
Zheng Fan raised the jug, gave a respect to A Ming, and then "gulped" two mouthfuls.
Immediately afterwards,
Under staggering steps,
Zheng Fan sat on the ground.
Zhao Cheng and Xiao Yibo wanted to help, but Zheng Fan pushed them away.
Si Niang said: "Go down."
"Yes, ma'am."
In the small courtyard,
Prince Pingxi hugged the jug, sat on the ground, shook it, and it was empty.
"Where's the wine!"
Si Niang leaned against the door frame, seeing the Lord's appearance, she thought it was very funny and laughed.
Ah Ming stepped forward and handed his flagon to the Lord.
The lord took the jug,
road:
"It's so kind of you!"
Speaking,
Putting his arms around Ah Ming's neck, he made a gesture to move closer.
A Ming's body jerked and he left early. The drunken King Pingxi was lonely.
But he didn't take it seriously, picked up the jug, and took another sip.
Xue San also appeared at this time, smiled and said to A Ming:
"I guess it's because the master has not advanced. If you have advanced, you will not hide."
A Ming sarcastically said: "You haven't entered yet, you go."
"yes!"
The third master came to his senses, rushed outside immediately, found a passing waiter, brought a jug of wine and rushed back.
"My lord, let's drink, come, come!"
"Come, drink!"
Zheng Fan and Xue San cheered.
Xue San is waiting,
But the Lord said nothing, and started to look up at the moon instead.
"" Third Master.
A few hectares,
Zheng Fan picked up the jug again,
Facing the bright moon,
shouted;
"Respect to that inn in Hutou City!"
All the people present were silent.
At this time, Fan Li, who was holding a roast leg of lamb, also appeared here secretly. No one knew how he managed to be so quiet with such a big body.
The lord once again raised the jug to the sky,
shouted:
"Respect the chicken feces all over the willow castle!"
Another sip of wine,
Zheng Fan shouted again:
"Respect the soup pond in Shengle City!"
Take another sip of wine.
"Respect the Hou Mansion of Xue Customs!"
"Worship the palace of Xincheng!"
At this time, all the demon kings present put away their hippie smiles, and even Fan Li was no longer in a hurry to eat the leg of lamb.
Because the names of the places called out by the Lord are actually the big guy's home for these years.
"Plop!"
A jug of wine was done, and when the jug was thrown away, Zheng Fan fell backwards.
However, he kept turning his face to the side, looking at Si Niang, the blind man and others standing around him,
Stretching out his hand again, he grabbed the empty wine jug he had just dropped on the ground, and lifted it up,
shouted:
"Thank you, thank you!
Let me always have a home here,
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