Late Night Tales Of The Capital

(The relationship between Qian Shuxiao and Qian Shu Painting in the previous chapter was wrong. It is not a brother and sister. It should be a younger brother. Thank you for your mistakes. Thank you!)

For a quarter of an hour, the money and paintings came back, holding two bowls in his hand.

The style of the bowl is ordinary, but it has the size of three fists. On weekdays, the bowl should be used for noodles. It is the coward who walks the rivers and lakes, and the bandits who run the mountains rarely drink this kind of thing. It is often said in the story that a large bowl of wine, a big mouthful of meat, can be bigger, but also pay attention to the degree, you can not drink yourself yourself.

Looking at the bowl of money and calligraphy, Qian Shuxiao changed his face directly. "Sister, can this thing be used for drinking? Isn't it a mess, is it? It's good to use a wine glass."

Lian Li did not care about his younger brother. The money and paintings put the bowl on the table, and the eyebrows were picked. "How do you drink with this bowl? If you think it is too big, I can change it, it doesn't matter, no one can use it." Drinking, doing what you can. As the saying goes, take a step back."

After glanced at the bowl on the table, the red bean licked his mouth and turned out to be somewhat disgusting. "Use it in exchange for the strange troubles."

Pick up one of the bowls, smash it up, and red beans are upside down. "In fact, you can make it bigger."

It shows the money paintings and calligraphy. The red beans and the toasting words are too lazy to say that they are very arrogant and drink a bowl of wine. After drinking, they still have a long breath. It seems that the wine just tasted very unpleasant.

Only drinking like this is her style.

In fact, what kind of toasting words are used between the two girls, it is clear that it is to fight wine, to see who will drink first. Tonight, between the red bean and the money painting, only one person can clearly walk out of the Tianmen Dao Pavilion. The dishes on the table, no one to take a bite, two girls, a bowl of wine followed by a bowl of wine, smothered.

This is the time when the setting sun sets, and the two great jars of apricot wine have already been drunk on the third floor.

The wine is full of fragrance.

The girl at the wine table, but no one knows it, even the face does not change at all. It seems that this drink is not a wine at all, but a boiled water.

Although apricot flower wine is not the strongest wine, this wine is more important than the stamina.

Ye Wei also had a few drinks with Qian Shuxiao. Most of the time, he was watching the other two performances. It was also an eye-opener. Anyway, the lack of leaves knows that this wine alone, I am afraid that no one can match, the level of cultivation will affect the size of the amount of alcohol, but it is also very limited, the real wine fairy is dependent on talent.

Some people's bodies are naturally not drunk, which has nothing to do with gender.

The red bean is a dragon descent, the little dragon girl in the southern country, and the amount of alcohol is predictable.

It’s true that I never imagined that the amount of money in the paintings of the money was so horrible. It seems that the last time I was drinking with this girl was not her true strength. That time, the wine was not drunk, everyone was drunk, drinking was a sad wine, drunk is the heart, it was not her own.

This time, it’s not the same, it’s a complete wine fight.

The struggle for anger.

Luoyang in winter, although it is much warmer than the north, but after all, it is winter, and the temperature of the Tianmen Pavilion after the night has gradually dropped.

Chu southeast has never gone, this time quietly on the third floor, came to Ye Xiao and Qian Shuxiao, "gatekeeper, elder, the sky is deep, need to get some brazier, the temperature of Luoyang in these days is very low Some places have begun to freeze."

The leaf lacked to look at the girl who was still drinking, and shook her head. "Forget it, I don't think the brazier can be used. Drinking so much wine, the heat is hot, and it will feel cold."

After stopping, Ye Wei continued, "Not too early, you can go back."

"Nothing, the door owner, I don't care if I don't go back. There is no one in the family. It's better to practice in the Daoist Museum." Chu Southeast said softly.

After listening to the lack of leaves, he carefully looked at the southeast of Chu. He was the first foreigner to be selected in Luoyang. From a small smuggler who sells salt to the official disciple of the Tianmen Dao Pavilion, the day after tomorrow, the half-step psychic practitioner, this boy has always been in the observation of Ye Xiao.

Gently patted the shoulders of the southeast of Chu, the leaves lacked to talk again, it seems that a decision was made.

Turning around and looking at the wine table, the two girls have already spelled out the fire.

"Qian Shuxiao, go to get two altar wines, today must not be drunk." Qian Shu painting patted the table and shouted.

"Get the wine!" Red beans did not say too much, but this is also full of words in the words of wine.

"It's too hot here, don't drink too much, come with me." Qian Shu painted a red bean.

They did not say hello to the two people who were missing the leaves. The two grandmothers climbed directly onto the roof of the Tianmendao Pavilion.

Fortunately, the perception of leaf deficiency is acute, and the movement on the top of the head is directly discovered.

There is no way, only to accompany.

You can’t beat it, you can’t do it, but what else!

In Luoyang in the daytime, there is some wind and the wind is not small, so the clouds in the air are all blown away.

The cloudless night sky, the stars are full of stars, and the round moon is high.

Under the cold wind and cold moon, four teenagers sat on the roof, with three altars beside them, red beans and money paintings, one person and one altar, and the lack of money books and laughs.

Looking up at the starry sky, the first thing to talk about is Qian Shuxiao. "Ye Ge, what kind of life do you say is the most beautiful and comfortable life?"

The leaf lacked the thought that Qian Shuxiao would ask this. He thought that he would ask himself what he saw in the Dragon Mausoleum.

Thinking about it in silence, Ye Xiao actually shook his head. "I don't know what is the best life, I should still be looking for it."

"This question, listening to simplicity, is the most difficult to answer." Ye said shortly, then looked at Qian Shuxiao, "What do you think? What is the best life, or what life do you most want?"

Qian Shuxiao looked up and stared at the night sky. "Going to the pasture on the grassland, there is no life pressure, no love and hate, no rivers and lakes, no family competition, just need to care about your horse is still not there. I am lazy, so only It’s very troublesome to graze a horse, and I can’t count it.”

Having said that, Qian Shuxiao took a picture of the lack of leaves. "You think about it, horses graze, let's sleep, how good!"

Ye smiled and did not speak.

The money paintings next to it suddenly said, "Well, what is good, horses graze, you sleep, that is also called life? Do you dare to be lazy?"

"What kind of life have you thought about?" Qian Shuxiao looked at the money book with a little anger.

I didn’t even think about it, the money and paintings said, “Of course it’s a life that goes forward!”

"No matter what difficulties are encountered, even if there is nothing left in the end, it must be elegant and straightforward. This is faith, and this is the momentum."

"Dry!"

Now on the roof, the money book draws a hand and grabs the wine jar. One hand opens and seems to embrace the entire night sky.

At the moment, the red bean’s cheeks were slightly reddish. The wine of the apricot flower wine finally showed its effect on the little dragon girl. “Dry.”

Looking at the red beans beside him, the money book was cold and said, "I seem to like you a little, you are very bold, from small to big, willing to drink with me, you are the first!"

I also looked at the money and paintings. Red beans said with a smile. "From small to big, dare to say that I like me, you are also the first one."

The two girls, at this moment, finally had a slight sigh, and the body began to wobble.

The lack of leaves and the money book laughter are not hand-picked, they are all cultivated as high-spirited women who drink a lot like the sea. They don’t dare to help, but even if they fall, they will not fall, let alone the third floor, which is thirteen. The building is the same for both of them.

"Recent pressure is very recent?" Ye Xiao asked in a quiet voice to Qian Shuxiao. The wish before Qian Shuxiao was not a horse-raising. If it was not something, it would not have such an idea.

"The devil has begun to invade the north." Qian Shuxiao said this sentence first.

"I know, and I have met the devil, just in the north, I saw the devil has begun to invade the sacred door." Ye missed.

"Then you certainly don't know, Luoyang also has a demon, and it has also penetrated into the palace." Qian Shuxiao said a news of horror and secularity. "Your Majesty is killed by the devil. Dou Huangxi has been confirmed to be a demon species. She entered the palace from the age of eleven and was lurking for twenty-one years."

"Where did you hear these messages?" asked Ye.

"The Prince will be enthroned in the next day, and he will be the next emperor of the Tang Dynasty."

Qian Shuxiao did not respond positively, but said another secret message, and said a bitter smile.

The Qian family has always been the most powerful supporter of the Prince, and naturally it will be the profit side. The rise of the money family is the rise of the money family, but it is not necessarily the result of Qian Shuxiao, but he is the only three generations of heirs of the money family.

For the future of the family, he is likely to be forced to do a lot of things he does not want to do, and he will be forced to give up a lot of things.

For example, the Tianmendao Pavilion.

In the eyes of the old man in the money house, when the Prince is still a Prince, it is not necessary for Qian Shuxiao to do whatever he wants. The family gives him time to be a dude. But when the Prince is about to become a sire, Qian Shuxiao can no longer continue to be willful, even the practice will be limited time, he will spend more time to assist the underarms, even the money master can not change this thing, because even It is deeply immersed in it.

"The death of the old emperor, has something to do with the Prince?" Ye missed and asked.

Qian Shuxiao shook his head. "As far as I know, it doesn't matter, but the death of Ye Jiajun's 200,000 soldiers is related to the emperor and the two emperors. If there are no mistakes, this was originally planned by the two of them. I don't know why there will be a magic later."

After a pause, Qian Shuxiao continued, "At the very least, the people of Youzhou City should not be killed."

"You don't like Prince?"

"He killed all his brothers last night, and there is no one left. He already has a daughter who is the soul of the ancestors. The throne will be his anyway. Why do you need so much blood?"

"Maybe I don't want to have an accident. After all, it is the throne of the Tang Dynasty, and the most powerful seat in China."

Speaking of this, Ye Xiao suddenly asked another question, "Who is the daughter of the Holy Spirit? Who?"

Qian Shu smiled and said, "I heard that it is called Li Jianqi. I grew up in Jingzhai since childhood. I love to eat swords and love to ride fish."