Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

Hua Qian was drinking a glass of Pear Blossom White in one gulp. Hearing this, he raised his head and glanced at the approaching person, and said with a smile: "Brother Meng, you don't know that, you rush to clear the way for military orders and battle reports, but you don't violate the law." According to the Dajin Law, the people on this horse are usually scouts in the army, and they are of high rank, and they are not something ordinary people can offend, even us fellow Jinshi who are on the list have to bow down to him."

After saying this, he seemed to be a little emotional, followed Meng Yu's eyes to stare at the galloping brown horse, and said in a low voice: "Since the founding of the country, Dajin ruled the country with martial arts. I heard that the civil service is better. If you are a military officer, you have to go to the battlefield and use your military skills to fight for the position of city guard, but is that so?"

Meng Yu smiled when she heard the words, as if she had known about this for a long time, but there was a trace of gloom in her eyes. She pointed her fingertips at the approaching horse and raised her voice slightly: "That's true. Hey, look, it's coming."

Hua Qianen let out a sigh, as if he was used to seeing it, and there was no surprise on his face, but just when he was about to move his eyes away to pour the wine, he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eye, and the whole person became excited, and froze. Standing up, staring closely at the galloping horse, he exclaimed, "Good news, good news on the battlefield!"

Meng Yu blinked, followed him to look at the war horse, and at the same time took a sip of the wine in his glass: "Brother Hua, you have never read the battle report, how do you know it is a victory report?"

Hua Qian nodded firmly, and explained: "Look at the person who delivered the letter, he immediately tied a red flag. This is only the news of victory. If it is a report of defeat, the red flag cannot be tied."

After his reminder, Meng Yu also saw the triangular red flag tied to the saddle and fluttering in the wind, and his eyes flicked over it: "There seems to be words on the red flag?"

Hua Qian nodded, and replied, "It's the red flag of Zhaozi, and I'm afraid it's the newly named General Zhaowu last year."

"General Zhaowu?"

"Yeah, speaking of that General Zhaowu, he has a lot of background - he was the son of the current head of the Murong family who had been lost for many years, and he was finally found three years ago. The first name. At that time, when there was chaos in the frontiers of Yihao, General Zhaowu invited him to go to the frontiers. Later, he followed the general Mu Tai to defeat the Otaki army, and made a strange move to repel the Xiongnu. General Zhaowu of the third rank."

Hearing Hua Qian talk about the newly appointed General Zhaowu with a little envy, Meng Yu knew that this was Hua Qian's reluctance to show his respect for big gold and martial arts, so he quickly stopped what he was about to sigh and laughed. He asked: "Speaking of which, isn't the Murong family the head of the civil servants of Qingliu? Why is this son-in-law uncharacteristically, actually a military officer?"

This question was right on point, and Hua Qian immediately got stuck, and after a while he waved his hand, and said helplessly, "Yeah, actually, I've always found it strange that the Murong family doesn't have any military officers other than this General Zhaowu— —But we can't guess what those young masters from aristocratic families are thinking in their heads, and we don't care about our business anyway."

Meng Yu breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled: "Brother Hua is right, it's Meng who is talking too much."

The war horse reporting the military situation passed away while the two were talking, and the street resumed its usual bustle. Hua Qian looked down, blinked his eyes, turned his mind back to drinking, and raised his glass to the person opposite him Said: "Brother Meng knows, as long as you see the horses have passed by for a long time, we still say what is the general doing? Let's have a toast!"

Meng Yu raised his hands together: "Do it!"

A cup of delicious food came in, and Meng Yugang picked up a piece of roasted mutton dripping with oil, then frowned slightly, as if he had just asked some question, and asked casually: "Brother Hua, I wonder if you I know, the name of General Zhaowu just now

taboo? "

Hua Qian was lowering his head to pick a fishbone, eager to eat, and replied without even raising his head when he heard the words: "I know. This Zhaowu general is named Hao. I heard that although he has been separated from the Murong family for many years, he is very good-looking. , especially looks like Murong Min, the number one son of the Murong family back then, and now he can be regarded as the most beautiful man in Dajin by the girls of the imperial capital, such an affair is really enviable to others!"

As soon as the word Yan Yu came out, a playful look flashed in Meng Yu's eyes, the folding fan in his palm opened and closed again, his brows and eyes were instantly curved into smiles, and there was a hint of charm on his originally handsome face, but when he looked carefully, he couldn't see it. Clearly, the words drifted like the wind, and said: "It is true."

Just when the two were eating happily, a woman's sad and timid voice was faintly heard from downstairs, followed by the sound of pipa playing.

"Zhu Xian is broken, the bright mirror is missing, the sun is shining in the morning, and the time is not resting—"

Hearing the sound of singing a ditty, Meng Yu stood up slowly, opened the door of the private room a crack, and fixedly looked at the one sitting in the corner of the first floor from behind the falling white gauze, wearing a cloth skirt, Her hair was tied with an ebony hairpin, her face was pale but she couldn't hide her beauty, and the woman half-embracing a pipa was singing with her head down.

He stood by the door and looked at it for a while, as if he remembered something, he suddenly opened the door and strode out to the corridor outside. His white fingertips tapped every bit on the vermilion pillars, but his expression gradually became grim. , a sharp smile escapes the thin red lips

"Little lady, don't play this mournful sound, change to a pornographic song, huh? I have a lot of money here, if I am satisfied with playing one song, I will give you all the money!"

The singing girl looked at the big man with a burly figure and an ugly face who walked in front of her. She couldn't help but flinched. She glanced at the silver ingot not far away, gritted her teeth, and knew that she had to play even if she didn't play. After a while, he plucked the pipa strings, and sang in a low voice with a little trembling:

"Su Xi didn't comb his hair, and his silk hair hung on his shoulders. Wan Shenlang's knees, where is he not pitiful..."

Before she finished singing this song, the burly man who had just sat down to give her the silver ingot stood up again, and rushed to the side of the singer in a few steps, his fingers curled up the broken hair next to the delicate face, tsk tsk Twice, with a few obscene rays of light in his eyes, he laughed loudly.

"Little lady sings well! I like it! But this song is so elegant that my goosebumps will rise when I hear it. It's not as good as you giving me a sip, hahahaha——"

Before the words fell, the man stretched out his hand to grab the singing girl, the girl was scared out of her wits, she hugged the pipa tightly and only focused on hiding, begging for mercy.

"My guest, the little girl is just singing and not selling herself. Please let the little girl go...ah!"

Before she finished her words, the big man grabbed the woman's arm like a chicken, stroking his chin and looking up and down the woman's exquisite body, and suddenly hugged her up, regardless of her frightened He kept struggling with his eyes wide open, kissed her face twice fiercely, and squeezed her slender waist wrapped in cloth.

"You used to sing but not sell yourself because you didn't meet the master. Now that you meet the master, don't you sell singing and sell yourself again? Let the master have a sip and stay with the master for a night. The master is full of money. You just need to follow the master. Let you eat delicious food and drink spicy food!"

The singing girl was held in his arms, and because of her lack of strength, she couldn't struggle no matter what, her pale and beautiful face was already covered with tears, her voice was miserable and filled with desperate pleading, and finally turned into a hoarse voice. Exhausted: "little girls don't sell themselves, you don't want this

Like, don't!Help... help! "

Seeing this scene, Meng Yu's eyes became deeper and deeper, and the folding fan in his hand was slowly clenched tightly, before he could speak, he heard Hua Qian's angry voice from beside him: "These people are really deceiving people too much! "

Hearing his voice, Meng Yu turned her head to see Hua Qian's face was full of anger, as if she was about to turn around and go downstairs to save the woman, she glanced down from the corner of her eye, but raised her arm to block his way, with a look of Determined to speak calmly, he raised the corners of his lips and said in a low voice, "Brother Hua, please be safe and don't be impatient."

Hua Qian looked at the hand in front of him, the white fingertips glowed in the sun, and resisted the urge to touch it. He just felt that he was really strange today, and his anger grew. , and said to Meng Yu who stopped him: "Brother Meng, why are you stopping me? Could it be that you and I, scholars, can't just watch that girl being bullied like this?!"

"We don't come out, someone will come out." To his surprise, Meng Yu's expression was calm at the moment, the folding fan in his hand was still flickering, obviously already confident about the next thing, after a while, he withdrew his hand and waved it slightly Chin, "Brother Hua, don't worry, look."

The thing about the big man kidnapping the singer downstairs is still going on, but before the big man laughed wildly and snatched the singing girl away from everyone's eyes, a white shadow appeared in front of the big man in an instant, raised his hand and said firmly: " Wait a minute!"

Seeing the young man in white standing in front of him, the singing girl who was hugged by the big man saw the young man in white standing in front of her, pleading lights filled her eyes, she still struggled without giving up, stretched out her slender white hands towards him, and screamed: Young Master! Young Master, save me, Young Master!"

Seeing that the road was being blocked, and the person standing in front of him was a handsome boy, he snorted in a low voice, lowered his head and kissed the woman in his arms like a demonstration, and threatened the young man in white coldly: "You What are you doing, kid?! You want to grab a beauty from my master? I don’t even look at how small I am..."

Hearing this, the young man in white who stood in front of him smiled on his handsome face. He didn't seem in a hurry as if he hadn't heard his threats. He just stood there motionless, with a natural demeanor, and he could tell he was a member of an aristocratic family: " This hero, how many catties Bai weighs is not something that can be weighed with a single step."

Before his sarcastic words fell, the big man immediately changed his face, and before he could speak furiously, another cynical voice sounded, as if mixed with a little sleepiness, another boy in white who could barely open his eyes was not far away On the pillar of the corridor, he fanned his fan feebly, as if he ignored the big man directly.

"Brother, what are you talking to him about? You are procrastinating in saving someone, and the food is getting cold!"