[Rat cat] The legend of Lou Xiaochong

Bai Yutang was reprimanded by guard Zhan, and angrily slammed the door and left.The Zhan guard heard him climb over the eaves, borrowed some strength from the southeast corner, and went out over the fence, thinking that he should be fine due to his strong skills, so he didn't chase him—he was discussing the case with the adults right now.

But after Bai Yutang left, Master Bao and Mr. Gongsun chatted more and more mysteriously, Zhan Zhao couldn't get in the conversation, and gradually began to lose his mind.Seeing this, Mr. Gongsun gave Mr. Bao a wink, and Mr. Bao hurriedly advised Zhan Zhao to go back and rest.

Guard Zhan bowed his fists and went out, when the sky also darkened.According to the old rules, he closed the door of the study.

Gongsun Ce raised his eyelids from the thick file. The room became darker when the door was closed. Although candles were lit, only the crescent moon on Mr. Bao's forehead could still be clearly illuminated.

"Cough." Master Bao coughed lightly, as if he was a little embarrassed.

Mr. Gongsun didn't say anything, but just moved the file two inches up to his hand, so that it was closer to the window, so as to let in more moonlight.

Fortunately, Zhang Long arrived in time.Master Bao confirmed with the head of the four major lieutenants for a long while—the previous news did not seem to be flawed, and only a few of the most reliable people knew about today's arrangements. He prepared a perfect response, and waited for the catch to be caught, but he changed it to talking to Bai Yutang without making a sound, and changed his tactics temporarily, which is extremely strange.

After dismissing Zhang Long, Mr. Bao sighed and leaned back on the chair.

Ah, he tilted his head so far that he couldn't see the crescent moon from this side.Mr. Gongsun slowly put together a note, closed the file, hung up the pen, put away the ink, poured out a bowl of tea, and took a sip: it was the best time to drink when slightly warm.

"Open all orifices and benefit all things——Xi Ren, drink some water to figure out a solution." A white and thin hand with veins showing the black porcelain tea bowl was held in front of Bao Zheng's eyes.

Bao Zheng was stunned for a moment, but he really felt parched.After two sips of tea passed his throat, he cheered up again.

So, tea is a good thing.Refresh the mind, clear the stomach, and hangover.

Zhan Zhao traveled thousands of miles, it was his first day in Kaifeng Mansion, he was tired and hungry.He kept his back straight and went to the kitchen, asked Aunt Zhang for two steamed buns that were locked in a cage drawer, and ate them with hot tea, so that he regained his strength.Aunt Zhang rummaged through the cabinets, and finally found two more pieces of pickles, and brought them along with the bowls and chopsticks. He had already eaten them.

"Don't want anything else?" Aunt Zhang thought about it, put the two large porcelain bowls with pickles on the edge of the table, and went to find a clean handkerchief to wipe the hands of the guards when they got wet.Guard Zhan secretly reached out to catch the falling bowl, stabilized it, took the handkerchief to wipe his hands with a smile, and left with a smile.

Guard Zhan likes to smile slightly, not just for the joy of others.He always felt that smiling when he was unhappy would make him feel more relaxed, and that smiling when he was dying of exhaustion would make him take a few more steps—for example, from the door of his room to the bedside.

He stood at the door of the room, staring at the guy next to the bed who was holding his pillow reeking of alcohol.

It's only been a while, did he drink up other people's wine cellars, so drunk?Zhan Zhao shook his head and sighed: It seems that it is better to go back to the kitchen and ask for a pot of strong hot tea.

When it's winter, it gets dark very quickly.When I just left the study, it was just the sun sinking over the mountain, and there was no sunshine after I put my stomach in the kitchen.This meeting is just going back and forth twice, vaguely, the stars are coming out.Standing against the stars all over the sky like this, Zhan Zhao asked for freshly boiled tea, touched the body of the pot, it was boiling hot.

It's very easy to feed Bai Laowu wine when he is awake, but it's really rare to compare him with Deng Tian when he is drunk.

Zhan Zhao looked at the tea in his hand that he had finally blown so that it didn't burn his mouth, and then at the white mouse on the edge of the bed that was pulling, waving, pushing, and kicking. He thought to himself, let's take a sip first, to quench his thirst.

After a full quarter of an hour, Zhan Zhao drank almost half a pot of hot tea by himself. Even if the white mouse spit out more than swallowed, it should have moistened from lips to intestines. At this moment, he finally calmed down a little. , humming to an unknown tune, and when Zhan Zhao had put away the teapot and tea bowls, untied his robe and came back, sitting on the edge of the bed and taking off his boots, Bai Yutang just clicked his mouth twice, turned over, and stopped making noise.Zhan Zhao also crawled inside and pulled a corner of the quilt, barely covering himself, closed his eyes and went to sleep.

Maybe it was because he drank too much tea, or maybe he couldn't help thinking about the case when he came back to Beijing, or maybe he was so tired that he couldn't sleep. In short, Zhan Zhao suffered from insomnia again.Bai Yutang next to him turned over every quarter of an hour, which wasn't a bad thing, at least Zhan Zhao could take advantage of his turning over time to snatch back a little bit of the quilt.

When was the last time this happened?It seems that Bai Yutang also drank some wine, rolled around, and finally obediently came closer when the dew was thick in the middle of the night.Today—— Zhan Zhao turned his head to look, Bai Yutang was dreaming, he was breathing rapidly, a little moonlight was faintly seeping through the window paper, reflecting on his face, his eyebrows were frowned, and the wings of his nose were also twitching. fan.

You must have dreamed of fighting with someone again.Zhan Zhao thought, maybe it is Ouyang Chun who just met today.It's really interesting to say that he has known Bai Yutang for half a year, and he sometimes talked about famous characters in the world, such as sword wielders and sword practitioners. He was always dissatisfied with his big words, but when he looked at his eyebrows and eyes, he didn't take it seriously.But when it comes to himself, this Chinchilla Bai Wuye wished he could show off by climbing over walls and trees, and he must strive for a reputation of high ability.

Thinking of this, Zhan Zhao suddenly had a thought in his heart. Seeing Bai Yutang and Ouyang Chun confront each other today, he was really angry. Could it be because Ouyang Chun was a "Northern Xia" and he himself had a "Northern Hero"? The name "Southern Xia" has always been known in the world, did it arouse Bai Yutang's fighting spirit?But this is too much to value their own weight.Zhan Zhao closed his eyes and secretly felt his ears warm up. Fortunately, it was the middle of the night, and no one could hear what was going on in his heart.

But obviously the weather in this winter month is very cold, even for those who practice martial arts, there is no reason for it to be hotter than summer.Zhan Zhao suddenly realized a truth: there was hot heat around his ears, and what came over him was the white mouse's breath with a seven-point alcohol smell.Since when did this guy get so close?It was the same last time, and it was the same last time. The vigilance that has been cultivated for more than ten years always disappears completely when it comes to this "fifth master".

Zhan Zhao was still expressing emotion half-wandering, when suddenly he felt his face was touched, he opened his eyes slightly startled, Bai Yutang was staring at him with his face bent down, turning the beams on the roof Ah, the purlins, there is no one left.

Seeing that Zhan Zhao suddenly "woke up", Bai Yutang also seemed to be taken aback. After a flash unconsciously, he came closer again, pressed Zhan Zhao's shoulder, and buried his head down, from the socket of his shoulder to the side of his neck. , to the ear and cheek, and sniffed hard, then finally raised his head, frowned, and asked suspiciously: "Little Zhan, don't you take a bath when you sleep?"

"..."

For a moment, Zhan Zhao really didn't know what to say about him.If it were the second person, who was pressed on the bed by a drunk and sniffed around in the middle of the night, he would have been so angry that he would have been thrown to the ground long ago, right?Because his shoulders were pinned down, he didn't want to argue with a drunk, so he gently raised his right hand to pat Bai Yutang's paw on his left shoulder: "You didn't wash it today. Be good, go to sleep."

"...That's right, I didn't wash it either." Bai Yutang probably wasn't fully awake yet, and didn't understand what Zhan Zhao wanted him to let go of.

Zhan Zhao tried to withdraw his hand, but was grabbed even tighter.He was a little helpless, somehow, since Bai Yutang woke up, he was really sleepy and wanted to sleep.But if you shake him off hard, who knows what this half-awake, half-drunk mad mouse can do?Zhan Zhao suddenly remembered, in fact, the mansion seemed to have cleared out several guest rooms, why didn't he remember to throw this one there early and let him do whatever he wanted?

Looking at it, looking at it, Bai Yutang suddenly came to his senses, lowered his head and took a bite on Zhan Zhao's forearm - the force was not heavy, and after a quarter of an hour there would definitely be no marks, but Zhan Zhao really couldn't bear it anymore. , and no longer cared about the white mouse getting drunk, and pushed him away with a backhand: "What are you crazy about!"

"Crazy?" Bai Yutang didn't expect to be pushed to the end of the bed, and raised his hand to rub his chest.

Zhan Zhao regretted for a blink of an eye, did he hit hard when he got excited?Although he didn't use his internal strength, the white mouse also saw that he didn't use his skills to protect himself.Then he heard the White Mouse speak again—

The white mouse said: "It's obviously delicious, why don't you give it to me?"

Very, very delicious?On my arms, there is at least a little salty smell of sweat and mud, right?Zhan Zhao didn't know why he thought of such a thing at this time, anyway, when he realized the current situation, it was Bai Yutang who rushed back, regardless of where was the hair, where was the nose and ears, and didn't care. No matter how he protested and dodged, he just gnawed over with the strong smell of strong wine.

That's enough.Zhan Zhao closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and judged the movements of the crazy mouse's hands and feet. Well, even though this guy was drunk, he cheated him in a subtle way. It is only after years of hard practice of light work and footwork.

...But, has Zhan been less practiced than you in this hands-on trick?

The author has something to say:

Hello!I want stew today!In the end, what did this stew become, you bastard!

but. .Maybe this is the closest thing to meat in Miao's article. .cough