Mei Gongqing

At this time, a middle-aged man sitting in the middle stood up. He raised his glass and laughed at the crowd: "The moon is like water, and the sky is cool. This time we can escape from the horse's hoof and get there. Nanyang is a blessing for all of you. For your luck, drink this wine."

After all, he looked up and drank the glass of wine.

Under the seats, everyone raised their glasses and drank them.

After the middle-aged men refilled their glasses, they held them in both hands and turned to squatting. They said loudly: "This general, this time, if you don't have your help, we can't escape the Huren's clutch. Your grace. I have no teeth to forget, I have done this!".

When he stood up, he raised his glass and shook it to the middle-aged scholar. He said faintly: "冉闵 is also a Han Chinese sir, this should be."

His voice just fell, and Wang Hong on the side said aloud: "No, that is not what it should be." He also stood up and turned to everyone. "You know, the second wave of Hu people we met that day, who is it?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Wang Hong said loudly: "He is Murong Yu! The masked youth, he is called Murong Yu!" He said here, his face showed a disappointing look. Because the children of the literati and the ancestors of the ancestors of the ancestors, when they heard the words "Murong 恪", they even brushed their expressions.

Wang Hong sighed and said: "Fresh and sorrowful, it is not an ordinary person. You, that time, we can get from his iron ride, all the merits of the general."

He turned his head and faced the embarrassment. He suddenly bent down and took a deep look carefully and seriously!

What kind of character is Wang Hong? He gave such a gift and the whole hall was picked up at the same time.

After Wang Hongshi finished the ceremony, he walked up to the side of the donkey and sat down. After picking up a few drinks and drinking it, he sighed: "The sects are like this, the husband is like this, we are married, there are not many husbands."

The low eyebrows and the eyebrows, his deep eyes, staring quietly at the shaking of the hands, did not answer.

The hall is still awkward. Since Wang Hong’s careful and heavy ceremony, everyone has looked a little more cautious and respectful.

Just then, a burst of silk bamboo sounds from the corner of the temple.

As the bamboo sound was heard, the screams in the temple were loud, and the children stood up and walked downstream.

And the girls, also quietly opened the screen, moved a few, three or five in groups, sneered.

Chen Rong lowered her head, and while still drinking the glass of wine, her screen "moved" and moved, and Wang's seven women and other girls appeared in front of her eyes.

Wang’s seven women reached out and ruthlessly grabbed Chen Rong’s glass and put it on the wall. Then she pulled her sleeves and said, “Let’s come out, I have something to ask.”

Chen Rong did not resist, she let the sleeves be pulled, followed by a few women and walked to the side hall.

After a while, several women came to the small hallway on the right side of the side hall. Wang’s seven women loosened her sleeves and supported Zhu Lang in her right hand. She said to Chen Rong’s eyes: "Chen Arong, you have to be shameless? Who wants you to play the phoenix to my seven brothers?"

Chen Rong lowered his head and replied faintly: "No one."

"Nobody, do you dare to be so shameless?"

Chen Rong slowly looked up.

She stared at Wang's seven women, this gaze, a bit sullen, Wang's seven women, when she thought she was blind, another girl sighed: "Seven sisters, she lost her face, you What anxious?"

"Yes, but she pulled the seven Lang. Also, there are five brothers."

"Five brothers, how can you get to the fifth brother?"

This time, several girls are curious.

Wang’s seven women are dumb, and the sisters around her are the Nanyang Wang’s people. I don’t know that Wang Zhuo had intentionally married Chen Rong to Wang Golang.

Different from Chen's, this Nanyang Wang is a side branch of the side branch, and the status is not comparable to that of Pingcheng Wang. Therefore, although Wang Hanyun is a guest, he is not welcome in front of them.

Just when Wang’s seven women didn’t know how to be good, a delicate voice came from behind. “Chen’s Arong, just five brothers said, your uncle, Chen Yuan, will send you to Nanyang Wang?”

This is a big news.

Hey, for a while, all the girls turned their heads to look at Chen Rong.

In the eyes of the women, Chen Rong's face was white. She licked her lips and blessed the girls. She turned and walked away.

This time, Wang’s seven women did not stop. She looked at Chen Rongcang’s retreating figure and murmured: “It’s so strange, it’s no wonder.” The tone is full of pity, faint, and some gloating.

Chen Arong, who has a low status, what about talents? Her family is not going to sacrifice her!

Hey, fortunately, the five brothers want to marry her things did not leak out, otherwise, this is not the face of Chen Arong, but not the Pakistani Lang, but the five brothers.

Chen Rong walked a few steps with his head down and saw that there was a side door not far away, and he walked out.

As soon as I walked out of the hall, it was a cold wind. It’s about to go to the winter soon, and the night wind that has blown has a cold chill.

Walking and walking, unconsciously, Chen Rong came to a small lake, which is only two acres in size, and the lake is clear. It is a pity that in the late autumn, there is only one round of bright moon in the water.

Chen Rong lowered his head and looked at his own reflection in the water. Even if the lake is rippling, the moonlight is bleak, and the people in the lake are also looks like flowers, and the youth is just right. Looking at it, Chen Rong reached out and went so far as to bend his eyes to the reflection.

At this moment, a strong blow to her, a man’s voice cleared: "What do you want to do?"

Chen Rongyi, who looked up and took her, was a brave man who was dressed as a guard in his thirties. This brawny is quite familiar, Chen Rong looked at him, and unconsciously looked down the lake.

In a blink of an eye, she was next to the swaying water grass, and saw a young man with a white dress and a beautiful man.

It is Wang Hong!

I never thought that I would see Wang Hong at this time. Chen Rong did not know why, but he was a little embarrassed. She quickly turned to him for a blessing, and whispered lowly: "Chen Rong has seen Qilang."

In the sound of "哒哒哒" wood, Wang Hong walked slowly toward her.

After a while, his figure of long slenderness, white wins snow, appeared in her vision. Looking down at her with a low head, Wang Qilang said in a low voice: "How, the elegant and talented Chen Arong, I saw that I was ashamed to this? I didn’t even dare to look up?"