The worst is the next cousin

On the way here, Mao Xiaofei kept thinking about what Mu Canshang would look like wearing the exaggerated and fancy clothes of the Jielin nobles. The seductive curvature wrapped in silk as smooth as a mirror.

After sitting down, it turned out that Mu Shenshang hadn't come at all.

Unlike the last celebration banquet, no one from the celebration party was invited to the scene today.This is a farewell party for Mao Xiaofei and the others. Now that Mu Canshang and the others are not here, is it possible that Mu Canshang and the others will not be able to leave tomorrow?

Confused, Mao Xiaofei picked up the wine bottle and took a big sip.

Then he was choked and sprayed out, and the wine mist from the goddess scattered flowers was scattered everywhere, and the City Master of Xulong City who was sitting diagonally opposite him was expressionless.

The accompanying official quickly took out a handkerchief to wipe it for him.

Facing the city lord's unsmiling face, Mao Xiaofei smiled embarrassingly, and apologized repeatedly.

City Lord Xulong nodded slightly.

It seemed to accept his apology, but it was a good thing not to target him.

In the spacious hall in the middle, the well-dressed Jailin dancers wore thin dance clothes that fit their slender curves. Above the veil, only a pair of soul-stirring eyes were exposed. Under the heavy makeup, each pair of eyes felt like a pair of eyes. Hook, urging people to drink two more glasses.

The glass of wine just now was so spicy that Mao Xiaofei's throat still hurts, and the severe pain in his chest and lungs after coughing was even more painful. The waiter behind him moved a plate of brightly colored fruits to Mao Xiaofei's hand.

The golden-yellow fruit on the plate was about the size of a baby's hand.

"..." Mao Xiaofei tried to eat a finger, and the sweet taste was beyond his imagination, so he simply gnawed a hand.

Jin Chen at the table next to him looked at him for a long time, picked up a fruit uncertainly, looked at it carefully, swallowed his saliva in confusion, and took a bite carefully.

"The young master of the Qinglong Gang, Ye Jintian?" Si Kou Xiangbing seemed to have just noticed Ye Jintian, but in fact he was looking at Ye Jintian almost as soon as he entered the door.

Ye Jintian raised his eyebrows and said solemnly, "Exactly."

"The name of the Qinglong Gang is very famous in the world. Only the master of Diyue Palace can compete with your father Ye Bajiang for a little bit. Over the years, your father has made a lot of money. He can be called rich." Si Kou Xiangbing seemed to say it intentionally or unintentionally. Although his voice was not loud, everyone present could hear him clearly.

Ye Jintian said with slight displeasure: "Small gangs in the rivers and lakes, how can they be compared with the taxation of a country. Even we have to spend seven or eight out of ten to the court every year to do some small business, barely able to support the brothers of the Qinglong Gang. No, it’s not easy to do any business.”

"Really?" Si Kou Xiangbing didn't ask Ye Jintian to answer his words. He raised the wine bottle, and immediately a waiter wanted to pour wine for Ye Jintian.

"Ye Shaoxia has injuries on his body, so it's not suitable for drinking, so bring tea instead." Si Kou Xiangbing said kindly, with a smile on his chubby face, but this smile made everyone a little uneasy.

Ye Jintian was even uncomfortable all over, he was not used to such occasions, and it was already terribly annoying to play a few words with his father on weekdays, but it was his father, so he could only hold back.Outside, he, Ye Jintian, always walks sideways, and most of the time he doesn't need to speak in person.Jinsu is gone, and I have to do many things by myself.

"Then replace the wine with tea, and I will offer you a cup." Si Kou Xiangbing raised his neck and drank it in one gulp.

Ye Jintian frowned slightly, with a look of impatience on his face, but he drank up the tea, anyway, he was really thirsty.

"Looking carefully, Ye Shaoxia and an old friend of this king have six or seven points of similarity in eyebrows and eyes. This king has said a few more words, so it won't make Shaoxia unhappy, right?"

The gloomy face fully showed that Ye Jintian was in a bad mood, but he said, "No."

"Strictly speaking, the old man of the king, the king still calls him elder brother. If he hadn't died young, it wouldn't be the time for the king to work hard. His ability to govern the country when he was young is far superior to all our brothers. Above, it is a pity." Si Kou Xiangbing paused, as if on purpose.

A strange feeling rose in Ye Jintian's heart.

"A young hero always yearns for a peerless beauty. At that time, there happened to be a number one figure in the Jianghu, who attracted young talents to fight bravely every year, just to see the beauty. The grand occasion of that year has not been seen for many years. No woman can surpass her in the limelight." With a long sigh, it seemed that Si Kou Xiangbing was very regretful that he had not seen this woman.

"Brother Xu, have you heard of it?" Mao Xiaofei lowered his voice and leaned slightly to the side.

Jin Chen bumped Xu Qi with his elbow.

Xu Qi, who was in a trance, turned his gaze back, and Jin Chen secretly grabbed his hand under the table in the warm and soft palm, so he could only helplessly smile, staring straight ahead, his lips moved slightly.

"Among the sects of Jielin, only the head of Diyue Palace is a woman. At that time, she was famous as a peony fairy, and she would hold a peony fair every year at the foot of Yaoshan Mountain where the power of Diyue Palace was. The meeting is about martial arts, the rules of the topic are determined by the Diyue Palace, and the casualties are at your own risk."

"Whoever wins, she will marry whoever?" As soon as the words finished, Jin Chen shook his head, "No, there is only one Peony Fairy, and she does it every year. Is it possible to marry a man every year?"

When Xu Qi's deep voice came, Mao Xiaofei heard it clearly, and was immediately taken aback.

"Exactly."

·

In the room, the cold moonlight crept in through the window, covering the dark floor.

"This is not a trivial matter. You take it for granted. After you go back, what good fruit can the old general give you? I said, what's so good about that Mao Xiaofei? You just decided? How can a man be as good as a woman?" Tong Yi was furious, In the past two days, I don’t know if I drank too much wine or I was too angry. The corners of my mouth were blistered, and it hurt when I opened my mouth. Eighty stunning youths, all of them are whiter than him and softer than him, what else is there?" Tong Yi, who was sweating profusely, pondered for a moment, then patted his forehead glistening with sweat, "What else is there?" He knows how to do things better than him. It’s not that the old boy said you, what’s so good about a man, it’s hard, and maybe it smells like sweat. It’s nothing compared to the soft jade in your arms, and the small waist that you can grasp. I’m really I don't understand you."

"Tong Yi!" Shi Yizhong gave him a warning look.

Tong waved his hand impatiently, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, I won't say, anyway, if you are rare, Major General, I will find you a boy, which is definitely better than this Shangqi guy. Rare women, that's easier to handle. There are at least one or two hundred ladies in the families of officials above the fifth rank in Beijing. They are waiting in line to enter the door of Mu's house. General Mu's words, it's not something that can be easily done by opening and closing your eyes. But as I said before, even if you still want to find a man and get married, the old general and his wife still have the final say. " Tong Yi looked at Shi Yizhong and nodded.

Shi Yizhong echoed: "Major General, it's better for us not to mix with the members of the Qinglong Gang tomorrow. It will easily make Si Kou Xiangbing suspicious. Although Si Kou Xiangbing promised not to send troops, he must be defensive. If Let Si Kou Xiangbing think that we Qingxi and Shangqi have a good relationship, and I am afraid that it will be very difficult to realize the results of this visit."

"If Si Kou Xiangbing breaks his promise, he will hit him." Mu Canshang finally spoke, but his attitude was extremely tough, and his face, which rarely showed emotion in front of others, was full of impatience.

"Just hit it, hit it?" Tong Yi was so angry that he couldn't speak clearly, "I think you've lost your head. It makes sense for others to be lost by a woman, but you've been lost by a man." Tong sighed, holding his head and gasping for breath.

"Besides, Jie Lin promised us, but it was just to go down the donkey. Even if Jie Lin wanted to go south, Shang Qi is our door. Without Shang Qi, we will face the Jie Lin people directly. Moreover, the Jie Lin people are not as good as you imagined." The fighting power is so strong, the Raksha clan is really terrifying. And the Raksha clan can't break through Jielin and return to the throne, so worrying about them now is not a bit redundant." Mu Canshang turned to look at Shi Yizhong, "If General Tong doesn't believe my judgment, why not ask Mr. Shi for advice."

"Okay, okay, you all use soldiers like gods, I don't understand anything, right?" Tong Yi yelled with his face flushed.

"Okay, old boy." Shi Yizhong interrupted his grievance, and pushed the medicine that Mu Shenshang should drink in front of him, "The medicine is getting cold, the major general will take the medicine first."

The medicine bowl was half empty. Suddenly, Mu Shen asked, "Is there any Yanjin plum?"

Both middle-aged people were taken aback.

"There should be, I'll get someone to take it." Shi Yizhong was about to get up and go out when Tong Yi held his hand.

"I'll go!" Tong Yi said harshly, "When you were old, you had a good talk with this wood, the young master has grown up now, and I can't control it anymore. But..." He changed the subject and glanced sideways at Mu Canshang , Mu Canshang remained unmoved, staring at the door and distracted.

"Even if his father told him personally, he probably couldn't control it!"

The door slammed with a slam, and even Tong's voice coming downstairs could be heard clearly.

Shi Yizhong shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "This old boy's temper has been going on for many years, and he can't change it."

"Mr. Shi."

Hearing that Mu Canshang was able to speak first, Shi Yizhong stared at him with almost fatherly eyes, encouraging him to continue.

"If I remember correctly, my husband will be 50 years old this year. Why hasn't he started a family?"

Shi Yizhong was taken aback for a moment, and then said bitterly: "You're already old, who will you marry? Isn't marrying someone a delay to others?"

"Didn't you meet anyone who was willing to spend your whole life with you when you were young?" Mu Canshang asked again.

At that moment, Shi Yizhong's eyes blurred into the distance, and after thinking for a while, he thought about it and said, "I have."

An imperceptible light flashed across Mu Canshang's eyes.

"But it's all in the past," Shi Yizhong pursed his lips, although his lips were not dry, "At that time, I was on the front line with the old general, and when I returned to the capital to ask the elders of the clan to propose a marriage, I found out that the person had died. He passed away due to a serious illness half a year ago."

Mu Canshang didn't speak.

Silence circulated between the two, Shi Yizhong suppressed the slightly twitching corners of his eyes, pressed his thumbs hard on his throbbing temples, and let out a long breath: "Things are impermanent, so many years, I have survived alone. Major general, this is enough to show that any one person, even if they leave another person, even if they are deeply in love, will fade into a thread of constant concern in a long time. In my opinion, those who achieve great things should not be tied down by personal relationships , let alone, for the sake of one's own selfishness, stumbling another person."