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Pingkangfang walked along North Street to the intersection of North Gate and North Street, and there was a big house on the right.

It has a black roof, red pillars and white walls and tiles. It is a house that is also lit up in the middle of the night. The courtyard is also considered gorgeous in this North Li. There may be pots and stones, and the small hall has curtains.In the stillness of the night, there is a silver incense burner placed in the corner of the house, and there is the faint fragrance floating.The lowered veil covered the indistinct carcass, and they huddled together amid low laughter.

This is the taboo place after the night of the entire Tang Dynasty.

It wasn't until dawn that the movement in the room stopped. A bearded man turned over and sat by the bed.

"Why is Mr. Lang in such a hurry?" A slender hand stretched out from the curtain, and put the middle-aged man's shoulder in a flirtatious way.He turned around and went back, took two deep breaths, and said in a refreshed manner: "I have something to do, and I will come back to find you later."

When he put on his clothes and walked out facing the rising sun, the smile that was still on his face just now faded away. He walked out of the big house in two or three steps and walked straight south along North Street. Go, go all the way to the edge of South Street, and then turn left into an inn.

The person he was waiting for had arrived.

"How is the situation in Chang'an recently?" the woman wearing a veiled hat said in a deep voice.

"There are too many people fishing in troubled waters." The bearded businessman chewed betel nuts to wake himself up, and said, "Except for me, there are quite a few people who secretly hire people to print and distribute."

Chang'an is very chaotic now.

The woman in the veiled hat glanced at him, "Didn't your lord tell you that this kind of betel nut is harmful?"

The bearded businessman bared his yellow teeth, and said, "It's been so many years, I'm used to it. Don't tell me, sir." He waved his hands and sat down opposite the woman. His face showed disgust, but he couldn't see clearly from the opposite side.

"His Royal Highness is young and energetic, and he has no idea how much trouble it will cause." The bearded businessman shook his head and said, "You don't know, I've been hanging out in that Dongxi market and Pingkangfang these days, and I'm in the midst of those debauched people. How many rich and powerful children are dissatisfied with this?"

The woman in the veiled hat said indifferently: "But Mr. Lang also agrees with his approach."

The bearded businessman sneered, "What if Mr. Lang agrees? Isn't Zhang Rushi a card we threw out? It's a pity he hasn't been 'suicide'? Right now, he can forcefully suppress those dissatisfaction just because he is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. ...Hmph, once he makes a mistake, there will be many people waiting to kill him!"

Taking money from people is like killing people and setting fire to them!

The bearded businessman wanted to see if His Highness the Crown Prince could always be so smooth?

The undercurrent underneath is deep!

Half an hour later, a woman with a veiled hat came out of the inn with her head bowed, and walked straight out of Pingkangfang along the South Street.On the street behind her, several beggars poked their heads out.

Another quarter of an hour later, the bearded businessman changed his clothes and came out of the inn, followed by a carriage behind him, as if he was going to escort something to sell in the West Market.

Ah Niu, who had been waiting for a long time, swallowed the last mouthful of buns, and patted his beggar friend who was also squatting beside him, "I'll go first——"

The beggar finished eating the buns given by A Niu, wiped his mouth for the last time, and quietly mixed into the crowd of Chang'an City.

In that Yongjiafang, the Yongxing County government has been busy for a long time.

Today, Erlang hosted a banquet in the mansion, and invited several classmates to have a gathering.Although due to the absence of the mistress at home, he acted in a hurry.After all, with that high-status Hakka woman in charge, she can hold on well.

The mat was placed on the second floor of the small building in the back garden. The second floor was as empty as a pavilion, with no walls covering it, only the bamboo curtain and the gauze hanging on it, through the early days of today. On a sunny day, I could see the red plum groves in the garden. When the breeze blew, the trees were swaying, and the fluffy red flakes flew into the white snow, which made Du He and others who had been brought in I couldn't help but stop, I had that stirring poetry in my mind to write.

They took a closer look and saw the figure of a thin young man standing in the red plum grove.

With a book rolled up in his hand, he was strolling with his head bowed. When he reached a certain place, he stopped and read a few lines of poems.The red plums that fluttered and fell in the wind hit him on the shoulder.Qing Leng Xiao Lang Jun took a look, the quiet fragrance was tangy, revealing the harshness of winter.

He casually put the plum blossom hairpin on his temples and walked up the steps.

That sharp and cold body was melted by the garden full of red plums, the sharpness was hidden by the brows, and a garden of plainness fell from the downcast eyes.While the robes were criss-crossing, the plum blossoms on the temple hairpins swayed gently, adding a bit of softness to the handsome man.

As if aware of it, he looked back and saw that the slightly closed eyelids were stained with snow, the frosty eyelashes trembled twice, shaking off a little residual warmth, Yu Yu suppressed the ripples in his eyes, the book Being held by him against the tightly girded back, he casually raised his left hand towards the small building on the steps, and said in a remote voice, "Everyone, please—"

Du He and others were invited by him in this way, and they turned around just now.

Before I knew it, I was fascinated by it.

There are many heaters in the corner of the second floor of the small building. Even though it is such a cold weather, it gradually warms up when you go upstairs and hang down the bamboo curtains.

This small building is spacious, with eight desks scattered here and there, and four large seats facing each other.In the middle is a ceramic pot, one foot and two inches high, with a very round and simple appearance, and two bags of bamboo arrows are placed beside it.

The maid's skirts were fragrant, and she gently put down exquisite pastries, and each table had a red stove warming wine, which was arranged exquisitely.

It's just that there is wine, no music, no singing and dancing, and it seems a bit monotonous.

Among the eight people present, Yu Yu was the only one who was drinking tea. He casually made tea for himself, which made Du He, who was sitting on the same seat with him, a little surprised, "What's the meaning of this?"

Most of the tea I eat now is mainly boiled, but Yu Ji's method of brewing is rare.

At the poetry meeting, the small stove brought by the maid in yellow was actually meant to be fried tea.

Yu Yu said calmly: "That's it, don't destroy the original taste." He took the idle teacup casually, and poured tea and Du Helai from the tea cup.

Du He took a few mouthfuls, the fragrance remained on his lips and teeth, it was indeed different from usual.

Because of the dull and calm temperament of the host, Yu Yu, the banquet went very uneventfully, only chatting and poetry.However, the reasons for this banquet, most of the people who attended the banquet knew well, and there were always some who couldn't bear it.

Xiao Yue suddenly said: "Eating only tea and wine is a bit boring. I see that there is a pitching pot in this game, is there anyone willing to compete with me?" Although there is only one statue that does not conform to the ancient etiquette, it is not very inappropriate to have fun in private of.

Xiao Yue's father is Xiao Yu, Duke of the Song Dynasty. Although he had been in Zhenguan for ten years, Xiao Yu was exiled from the capital because of his political views and intolerance, and served as governor of Qizhou.From Li Shimin ordering Xiao Yue to study in the Chongxian Hall, it can be seen that the saint still has hidden love for the Xiao family.

Yu Yu frowned, and after finishing a cup of tea, he said calmly, "I'd rather just come."

Xiao Yue was dressed in a fine attire, and looked tall and handsome. Hearing Yu Yu's words, he smiled, "It's my luck to compete with Erlang."

Yu Yu seldom participates in banquets, so no one has ever played games with him.As soon as they heard that the ceremony of throwing the pot was about to be performed, it immediately became lively. Du He invited himself to be the host of the archer, and some of the participants who played the piano and violin stopped the fun of playing "Beaver Head" with a smile.

The throwing pot needs to be thrown according to the rhythm when playing "Beaver Head". In the competition, there must also be a shooter to judge.

Du He personally measured the distance to ensure that Yu Yu and Xiao Yue were two and a half away from the clay pot, then picked up the count and "counted", and then looked at the student who was holding the piano.

The student smiled and raised his hand to play.

Amidst the sound of the zither, Yu Yu and Xiao Yue bowed to each other and saluted.

Yu Yu said softly, "Why don't you invite Sanlang first?"

Xiao Yue ranked third in the family.

Xiao Yue raised his eyebrows and said with a bright smile: "But it's disrespectful."

Xiao Yue is red, and Yu Yu is green.

He is tall and tall. He took the bamboo arrow handed by the maid, stared intently at the clay pot half away from the two arrows, held the bamboo arrow's head and gestured twice, and threw it out so lightly. After a wonderful arc, the bamboo arrow fell into the pot in a clay pot.

"it is good!"

The onlookers applauded.

Xiao Yue bowed to Yu Yu, it was his turn.

Yu Yu returned the gift, got up and took the bamboo arrow from the handmaiden, and looked at the clay pot with a bamboo arrow in it, his eyes slightly drooping, as if he was wandering.

The way he holds the bamboo arrow is different from ordinary people, not at the head but at the tail, this posture will cause greater resistance due to top-heavyness.Xiao Yue was frowning when he saw Yu Yu's right arm raised, his wrist trembling slightly, and the bamboo arrow was thrown out, falling into the clay pot like a shooting star.

"Wonderful!"

Even Si She Du He, who was pinching the "calculation", couldn't help but praise him.

He said with a smile: "From what I see today, I'm afraid I'm going to meet my opponent!" Xiao Yue's ability has long been known to them, but they didn't expect that Yu Yu is also a hidden master, and he is afraid that he has made a lot of achievements in archery in private. .

Xiao Yue took the bamboo arrow amidst the sound of the zither, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's unknown what the result will be. But this competition must have a lottery, and only the loser will eat wine, so it's normal."

Yu Yu said lightly: "In the opinion of San Lang, what should we do?"

Xiao Yue raised his eyebrows, waved his hands and said, "Why don't you ask Erlang to clear up my doubts for us?"

The seemingly cheerful scene suddenly froze. In this unpleasant silence, even the sound of the piano was interrupted for a moment, which sounded like some kind of unpleasant tear.

Yu Yu carelessly rubbed the bamboo surface, fingertips brushed against the smooth side, the sharp edge of the brow was restrained, and when it was slightly bent, there were some faint ripples in the eyes, "It should be as Sanlang wishes."

"it is good!"

Xiao Yue shouted, amidst the long sound of the piano, he calmed down and looked at it for a while.

"when--"

There was a crisp sound.

The bamboo arrow has fallen into the pot.

"Snapped."

It's the movement of the shooter counting.

"when--"

The two are even.

Xiao Yue smiled, picked up one casually, and repeated the same.Throwing the pot to him was done at random, as simple as drafting water.

"when-

—"

"when--"

"when--"

After three rings in a row, Bazhushi had already gone for seven, and the eyes of all the participants fell on Yu Yu.He has always been pure and indifferent, even though he is in full view now, he is still calm and at ease.

Taking the bamboo arrow from the hand of the maid, a guest laughed, "If it's still a tie, then there will be no winner."

Yu Yu frowned, nodded after a while, and said in a cool voice, "It makes sense."

The man hadn't understood what Yu Yu meant, but he saw that he had already thrown his hand.Look closely at the pot, although there is a sound, there are only seven sticks.

Everyone was taken aback, could it be that Yu Yu missed it?

Looking at Xiao Yue again, the smile on his handsome face faded away.

The music gradually stopped, and the person holding the piano came slowly, holding a bamboo arrow with a red tail in his hand.

It turned out that the bamboo arrow thrown by Yu Ji first lightly hit Xiao Yue's red bamboo arrow, and when the bamboo arrow flew upside down, it rubbed against the edge of the pot mouth and inserted into the neck of the pot.

Everyone was stunned.

Si She Du He pressed down on Yu Yu, and after a while, pressed again.

"In this game, Yu Yu wins."

Outside the court, there was a clanging wind that tore through the gauze curtains of the bamboo curtains, and the unstoppable wind and snow broke into the gaps, instantly sweeping away the warmth in the pavilion.Frost crawled along the skeleton to the back, and the wind became more violent. Under the cover of the maid in a hurry, it was still like a knife, piercing through the body with coldness.

Yu Yuxin pointed at the throwing pot, and the unconcealable sharpness on the brows was as frosty, "Today, I can't do that pointing, open up, how about speaking up?"

There are plums falling between the temples, and they are falling quietly beside the boots.

The author has something to say: Three thousand four update get√

I have to go out in a hurry, so there may only be this update today, but tomorrow's update should be back to [-]:[-] in the morning.These days, the update time is really messed up orz

ps. There is a character bug in the previous article that I will fix later. It is Li Yi. It will be completely fixed to his father Li Feng and some small plot changes (which will not affect any main storyline). His subsequent scenes will start to go offline, so there is no need to go back look.

I am very sorry if it affects the senses (.?＿?.)?

感谢在2020-04-0423:34:45~2020-04-0519:14:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 30 bottles of Ersheng and Siyun; 20 bottles of drunkenness;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!