[75] Why do you need to bring a treasured sword to talk about love?

Although Pang Yuanying didn't understand Bai Jintang's meaning, he nodded solemnly in the end.

He thought of the lawless younger brother who was pampered by his father, and Bai Yutang who should be sleeping peacefully on the second floor, and felt that Bai Jintang's reminder was still very important.

The elder brother is the father, so he always has to take some responsibility for the younger brother.Don't ask him to be proficient in martial arts at a young age like Bai Yutang, but also let him not be a playboy.

Thousands of miles away, Pang Yu, who was sleeping soundly in the arms of her wet nurse, shivered for no reason.

The two sat down at the table again.

At this time, the moonlight was just right, and friends were by my side, but it was a pity that there was no good food and wine to accompany him, which made Bai Jintang very depressed.He shook the wine jug that had bottomed out, and threw it aside.

Bai Jintang scratched his head, his eyes suddenly lit up like a flash of inspiration.

He pulled out the simple knife at his waist, walked aside, and squatted down under a laurel tree in the courtyard.

Pang Yuanying naturally followed, not saying much, just watching his childish actions with a smile.

Bai Jintang gouged out the not-so-soft soil under the osmanthus tree with one knife and one knife, and didn't stop in satisfaction until he dug a foot deep.

He raised his head, looked at Pang Yuanying who was still standing, and waved at him.

Bai Jintang's face was full of smug smiles.

He has always been young and mature, and it is rare for him to be exposed like this. Being able to face Pang Yuanying like this also shows that he really regards him as a friend.

Pang Yuanying's heart warmed, and she also threw away those etiquette rules, and followed Bai Jintang to squat down.He glanced at the pitch-black pit, but couldn't see clearly at all.

"Jintang?" Before Pang Yuanying finished speaking, he was interrupted by the scabbard stuffed into his hand.

With a wave of his hand, Bai Jintang spoke concisely, crisply and with great general demeanor: "Dig!"

Pang Yuanying, who came from a famous family and grew up as a child and extravagant servant: "..."

He struggled with his thoughts, but after seeing the strange look in Bai Jintang's eyes, he finally clenched his scabbard tightly and dug along the pit to both sides.

After the most difficult first shovel went down, the second and third shovels were much easier.

Pang Yuanying also had a rare childlike innocence, chatting and laughing with Bai Jintang while shoveling: "I heard that you Jianghu people cherish weapons the most, what do you do?"

"This simple knife is not mine." Bai Jintang shrugged, disapproving.

Thinking of the Huaying sword in Bai Yutang's hand, Pang Yuanying said dumbly: "No wonder. I remember you used the sword once?"

Bai Jintang nodded: "The sword technique is inherited from my Bai family's ancestors, but I don't like to use it very much, I just think it's light and meaningless."

He raised the cumbersome simple knife in his hand, danced a trick, and said with a smile: "It's still my way of doing the knife. It's a pity that there is no one at home, which makes me very distressed."

Pang Yuanying looked at the unpretentious, thick, ugly and simple knife in his hand, but he didn't think it was like it either.

Although he is a child of an aristocratic family, he has always disliked extravagance.But for some reason, when I saw Bai Jintang, I felt that this person was only suitable for the best, the best clothes, the best sword, the best brother, and the best... women?

Pang Yuanying laughed secretly, and shook her head because of the pause in her heart.Bai Jintang is just a child, his hair hasn't grown yet, and it's not known how many years later it will be for a woman.I don't need to mention my little thoughts that are not yet clear.

But if one day...

Before Pang Yuanying could think clearly, his thoughts were interrupted by Bai Jintang.

Bai Jintang raised the simple knife in his hand, and laughed excitedly: "I found it! It's here, Brother Pang needs to get it quickly."

Without asking why, Pang Yuanying responded, and the movements of his hands naturally accelerated a little.

Both of them are people with superb hands-on skills, and after a while, they heard a soft sound.Bai Jintang snorted triumphantly, and lightly dug out some floating dirt.

"It's lighter in your hand." He couldn't help but reminded.

Under the starlight, Bai Jintang's side face flickered, but there was also a reddish halo on his white and tender cheeks.Pang Yuanying responded with his mouth, but he lost some strength in his hands.

Hearing a "bang", Pang Yuanying hurriedly withdrew his hand, but it was too late.

"Oh!" Bai Jintang hastily threw the simple knife in his hand aside, poked into the pit with his thin white fingers, and brought up a clay altar.

He inspected the seal mud carefully, and then let out a long breath, and gave Pang Yuanying a sideways look: "Brother Pang, this hand strength is as good as light kung fu, so you need to be more careful."

At this moment, Pang Yuanying was already captivated by the strong aroma of wine, so how could he care about his little teasing.He didn't let Bai Jintang do anything, carefully shook off the mud from the wine jar, took out the brocade handkerchief in his arms, and wiped the mouth of the jar clean.

When Pang Yuanying raised his head, he met Bai Jintang's extremely complacent eyes.He couldn't help chuckling: "Isn't this wine buried by the store?"

Bai Jintang "hummed" when he was a little absent: "How is that possible."

The two held up the wine jar and walked to the table.

The strong fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus seems to be mixed with the fine wine, making it difficult to distinguish, and it makes people want to get drunk when they smell it.

Bai Jintang lifted the mouth of the altar with one hand, and held it up high, and saw the amber wine syrup as thick as honey flowing from the altar into the small wine glass like silk, without spilling a single drop.

"Jintang is very skilled."

"What's this!" Bai Jintang poured another glass before putting down the wine jar. He handed the wine glass to Pang Yuanying and said with a smile, "Brother Pang Da, taste this wine and see how it differs from Beijing's fine wines."

Pang Yuanying held the glass under his nose and sniffed lightly. The mellow aroma of the wine came to his nose. He drank it in one gulp, feeling sweet from the tip of his tongue to the bottom of his stomach. !"

Bai Jintang grinned: "No, this is the good wine that the boss has hidden for 15 years. I found it ten years ago and buried it at the bottom of this tree. Even my father didn't know about it. It's a good deal for you."

Seeing Pang Yuanying shaking his head and laughing at himself, Bai Jintang realized that he had slipped his mouth.

He didn't care, just smiled and said: "My father and the owner of this hotel have known each other since they were children and have been friends for decades. The boss actually knows about the wine I stole, but he just put it on the bright side Just indulge us juniors to joke."

He raised the altar and filled a glass again, feeling that he was not enjoying himself enough.He snatched the brocade handkerchief from Pang Yuanying's hand, and wiped the mouth of the altar carefully.

I saw Bai Jintang leaning on the table with one hand, holding the wine jar high with the other, raising his neck and opening his thin lips, the fine wine trickled down from the jar, just right into his throat.

His neck was slender, and his Adam's apple was not yet prominent because of his age, but now it was stretched out, like a swan's neck, and the arc looked very beautiful.

Bai Jintang drank it all in one gulp, then threw the wine jar at Pang Yuanying, and laughed loudly: "Drinking like this is the most enjoyable."

The two drank like this, one sip at a time, and they reached the climax of the moon before they knew it.

At this time, the courtyard was already full of fine wines, and even the rich fragrance of osmanthus was suppressed.

There was only a tenth or two left in a jar of wine, and the two of them looked at the bottom of the wine jar, and both felt a little unsatisfied.

After drinking the last sip of fine wine, Bai Jintang pushed the wine jar aside, and stood up a little staggeringly.He pulled Pang Yuanying who was next to him with one hand, and the two walked to the pit next to the osmanthus tree. With a stupefied smile on his face, Bai Jintang whispered, "Come on, Brother Pang, let's plug this pit first."

After refilling the hole, the drunken two fell down by the tree.

Looking at each other, Bai Jintang said with a smile, "I'll have a drink with elder brother here next year."

Pang Yuanying did not answer immediately.After a while, he said solemnly: "Pang Tong will definitely be here next year."