Make peace with the Lord of the Prairie

The storyteller in the small teahouse in the east of the city is a young man in his early twenties, his handsome features cannot be concealed by his plain blue clothes.The slender five fingers are holding an ink paper fan.Open your mouth like Mu Chunquan, Xingmu pats it, and the story is told.

"There are ventriloquists in Beijing...a barrier of eight feet is erected, and the ventriloquist sits in the barrier, with a table, a chair, a leaf, and a foot..."

In the hall, the guests listened with bated breath.

"I heard a dog barking in the deep alley..." The storyteller paused for a moment, and then raised his voice, "Wow! Wow! Wow!"

"..."

The audience was silent, and then coughing, inhaling, shouting and cursing sounded one after another, but the storyteller on the stage didn't seem to notice it.

"Since I woke up, I cried out...Wow! Wow!"

The storyteller's face was flushed, his eyes were bright, and he became more and more absorbed in speaking.

After a while, a bearded, eight-foot man finally couldn't take it anymore, stood up and cursed: "Get out of here, don't insult my ears! It's as good as you are, so don't be ashamed!"

The storyteller stopped, frowned slightly, stared at the big man with displeasure, his tone suddenly changed, and said harshly: "If you don't like to listen, don't listen!"

The big man opened his eyes wide, and everyone was startled, staring at the storyteller in unison.Someone complained on behalf of the big man and booed loudly: "We are not allowed to say something that is not good? Uh--get down!"

The crowd agrees.

The storyteller's cheeks puffed slightly, obviously he was also very angry.

At this time, someone in the crowd shouted loudly: "Get down!"

There were six rows of benches in the hall, and the guests in the first three rows suddenly leaned over in unison.Before Mr. Storyteller could react, the rotten eggs and cabbage leaves had already been thrown over.

The storyteller ran away with his head in his arms: "Hey, don't throw it! Don't throw it!"

The audience ignored it, and rotten eggs and cabbage leaves were flying all over the place.

In an instant, a white figure flew down from the private room on the second floor, and before he could see his face clearly, he had already lifted the storyteller's collar and flew back upstairs in the blink of an eye.

"Wow—" everyone raised their heads and exclaimed.

In the box on the second floor, Ming Heng stomped on the floor with a head of cabbage leaves: "I'm so mad! I'm so mad!"

The man in white leaned on the chair, frowned, covered his nose in disgust, and threw away his clean clothes: "Take off this disgusting smell before talking to me."

The smell of rotten eggs was extremely bad, nausea made his stomach watery with acid, Ming Heng also looked pale, and quickly hid behind the screen to change clothes.

Putting on clean clothes, the smell on his body finally disappeared. Ming Heng sat down on the chair, and suddenly slammed the table hard: "It's unreasonable! Those gangsters dare to throw rotten eggs on me!"

The man in white sneered and said, "If you don't throw it like that, who would you throw it at? I'll throw it at me too."

"Guan Ze!" Ming Heng glared at his friend with a dark and handsome face, "I'm so courageous, you dare to talk to me like that."

The young man named Guan Ze was not at all afraid, and sneered and mocked: "The dignified sixth prince is telling a story in the market, and he was thrown rotten vegetables, so it is not embarrassing to say it."

"..." Mingheng was at a loss for words, and after a while he said in a low voice, "I'm trying to understand people's sentiments!"

"Okay, okay, I don't know how many catties you have?" Guan Ze lazily sat up, and said seriously, "Zexi returned to the capital today and said that he wants to entertain old friends from the past, do you want to go?"

"Naturally!" Ming Heng stood up excitedly, and stared at his friend casually and displeasedly, "How do you know that Zexi will return to the capital today? Do you have contact in private?"

The official didn't take it seriously: "What's the problem? I was with him when we were young."

Ming Heng shouted dissatisfied: "I was also his childhood friend, why didn't he contact me?!"

Seeing his overreaction, Guan laughed and said, "Every time you mention Zexi, you react so strongly. If I didn't know you well, I would suspect that you like him."

Mingheng sighed heavily, and thought to himself, that means you still don't know me well enough.

The full name of Zexi that Guan Ze said was He Zexi, he was the eldest grandson of the late General Protecting the Nation, and the son of the Marquis of Weiguo.Talented and intelligent, he was the number one scholar at the age of 15, and became an official in the court at the age of 16. He is not only a stunning talent in Anling, but also a famous handsome man.A pair of cold phoenix eyes captured the hearts of young girls in Quan Anling.

Mingheng is seven years old.In the twelfth lunar month of winter, he stumbled into an icy lake and nearly died. Fortunately, he was rescued by He Zexi, who happened to follow his grandfather to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit.However, because of his identity as a man, he has been afraid to tell the truth, and he dare not tell others.

Facing his friend's probing eyes, Mingheng looked forward and said with emotion: "Zexi saved my life."

He began to say this when he was seven years old, and Guan Ze had already heard cocoons in his ears, rolled his eyelids up, and said in a helpless tone: "How many times have I said that Zexi can't swim, and she is extremely afraid of the cold, so I can't help it." Maybe you entered the water to save you in the cold winter, you must have admitted the wrong person."

Ming Heng blushed and argued: "Impossible, Zexi himself didn't deny it, why are you so sure?"

"I also want to know why he didn't deny it!" Guan Ze was still angry when he mentioned this matter. He was sure and sure that He Zexi was afraid of water since childhood, so it would be impossible for him to enter the water to save Ming Heng, but the person who was rescued He was extremely sure that it was him, and He Zexi, who was rumored to be the rescuer, did not deny it.Damn it!

Ming Heng waved his hand: "Forget it, the facts are in front of me, I don't want to quarrel with you."

The official was out of breath and rolled his eyes wildly.

"Knock, knock, knock" came three knocks on the door, and the young man guarding the door said softly through the wooden door, "Master, the Duke of Wei sent someone to invite you to Huahuai Tower for a talk."

The official said loudly: "Understood, I will go right away."

After the words fell, the servant at the door led the order to leave.

Inside the room, Ming Heng's face was not gloomy, and he said sourly: "Why do you only call me?"

The official roared in a rough voice: "You didn't tell anyone about the story here, how did Zexi know that you were here. When you see Zexi later, remember to put away this self-pitying face for Lao Tzu, girls What does Haw look like."

"..."

Huahuai Tower is the No. [-] restaurant in Kyoto, and the guests it entertains range from merchants and rich people to princes and grandchildren.The shopkeeper is also a well-informed person.Mingheng and Guan came out from behind the counter to greet them in person as soon as they stepped into the restaurant. The meat on the big-faced plate was piled up in four or five folds, and they smiled shyly and said: "Mr. Guan, you haven't come for some time."

"I went to Saibei a few days ago."

The official is the youngest son of the Minister of the Household Department. He is extremely talented and handsome. Although he is not as good as He Zexi, he is also a dragon and phoenix among people. Everyone in the capital knows everyone.But because Ming Heng is a prince, and because he is unmarried and has not been separated from the palace, he seldom goes out of the palace, and the shopkeeper doesn't know his identity.But the shopkeeper is very discerning, seeing Mingheng's extraordinary clothes and good temperament, he guessed that it was the son of an official's family, and intentionally approached him: "This son has a very strange face, I have never seen him before."

Ming Heng smiled lightly and said nothing, with a detached demeanor.The officer then took over the conversation: "This is my friend, he doesn't go out often on weekdays, I saw him come out today to see and see. Is the Duke of Wei here?"

"Here we are, I have been waiting in the private room on the second floor for a long time," the shopkeeper said courteously, "I will take you two there."

The three of them walked to the second floor and stopped in front of a private room.As soon as he got closer, there was laughter and noise coming from the house.

Ming Heng carefully distinguished that the second son of the servant of the household department, the son of the Marquis of Ping An, and the eldest son of the General Zhen Guo were all close relatives and friends who grew up with He Zexi since childhood.

The official sent the shopkeeper away, and pushed the door open: "What are you talking about laughing so happily? Why did you drink it before we waited? This is not righteous."

Prince Ping'an Hou laughed and joked: "It's not unreasonable for me to be late, I will punish myself with three cups first!"

After speaking, everyone found Ming Heng who was behind Guan Ze, hurriedly stopped laughing and stood up to greet him: "I have seen the sixth prince."

"They are all acquaintances, so there is no need to be polite," Mingheng shook his fan gracefully, and said with a smile, "The listener said that Zexi invited three or five friends here today to catch up on the old days, so I came here with the cheek to ask for a drink, everyone. you do not mind."

"Naturally." Everyone stepped aside, "Sixth Prince, please sit down."

Ming Heng walked over calmly, but his eyes stayed on the person in the middle of the crowd.The temperament is cold like the moon in the sky, and the face is like a crown jade like a flower on earth.

The moon in the sky is also a flower in the world, lowering her eyebrows and bowing her head. When Ming Heng approached, Qingshu softly called: "Sixth Prince."

Ming Heng felt happy just listening to this person talking to him, the smile on his face deepened, and he pretended to calmly pull He Zexi back to the middle seat: "Today you are the protagonist, so you should take the first place." Then he Sit down next to her, and said grandly, "I'll just sit here."

The others also sat down one by one.

The official, because he was late, was given three cups of fine wine as soon as he sat down.Seeing this, Mingheng asked: "Do I want to drink too?"

"This..." Everyone was in trouble for a while, their relationship with Ming Heng was no closer than that of the official, and they didn't dare to make mistakes, so they said, "The sixth prince can do whatever he wants."

Ming Heng didn't drink well, so he escaped with peace of mind.

The official, however, did not fear his identity, slapped the table and yelled, "Why should I drink alone, and you have to drink too." As he said that, he was about to pour the wine into his mouth.

Ming Heng didn't want to lose face in front of his sweetheart, so he quickly grabbed the wine glass: "I drink it myself! Drink it myself!"

After three cups, Mingheng immediately regretted it.

He never expected that the seemingly gentle and elegant literati drank Northwest spirits.The strong alcohol has a strong aftertaste, and the head rises quickly, but in the blink of an eye, Ming Heng only felt like a fire was burning in his stomach, the pain was tight, his head began to feel dizzy, and he felt like vomiting.

Guan Ze was the first to notice that something was wrong with him, and shook him: "Hey, Mingheng, are you okay?"

The world seemed to be spinning, Ming Heng bit the tip of his tongue hard, and regained a little clarity: "I, I'm fine, just a little drunk."

The official stared: "Drunk after three cups of peach blossom brewing?! When did your drinking capacity get so bad?"

"Peach, Peach Blossom Noodles? Is your Peach Blossom Noodles flavored with Northwest spirits?" Ming Heng slammed down on the table after finishing the last sentence.

"Northwest strong wine?" The official was startled, took Ming Heng's wine glass, dipped some wine dregs on his fingertips, tasted it, and said in surprise, "It's really the sword horse wine from the Northwest! Who can drink such a strong wine?" ordered?"

Everyone was surprised and uncertain, denying that they didn't order it.At this time, He Zexi said calmly: "Probably Xiaoer took the wrong one."

The rest of the people also felt that it was reasonable, the son of the servant of the household department wanted to ask Xiao Er to ask him to be held accountable, but was stopped by He Zexi.

"The most urgent thing is to sober up the sixth prince."

The official pushed Ming Heng, but someone was already drunk.He was a little distressed: "Sword and horse wine is second to none. If the big man in the Northwest is drunk, he will sleep all night. What's more, this guy has a bad drinker. If he doesn't sleep for three days and three nights, he might not wake up."

"Then how do we do it?" Prince Ping An said, "There will be a palace banquet in two days, as a prince, I'm afraid it's not easy to miss it."

When everyone was at a loss, He Zexi spoke again: "My ancestors have a secret recipe for hangover blindly. After taking it, you can wake up in three hours. Otherwise, I will take the prince back to hangover first?"

The official pondered for a moment: "There is no other way now."

The banquet was ruined by Ming Heng, and everyone had to leave separately.The official carried Mingheng into He Zexi's carriage, a little worried: "Why don't I go back with you, this guy's drinking madness, I'm afraid you can't handle it alone."

He Zexi shook his head, and said softly, "He doesn't have the energy to go crazy with alcohol like this. You should go back too."

After all, he ordered the groom to drive.

The carriage wobbled, making Mingheng feel nauseated.Lying on the carriage, clutching his stomach and turning over and over, he frowned and muttered: "It's uncomfortable, I want to vomit."

The tip of the nose suddenly brushed the scent of green grass, and the fresh smell strangely suppressed the nausea in the stomach.Immediately afterwards, there was a cool touch at the corner of the mouth, delicate and flexible, like a finger.

"Open your mouth." Someone spoke in his ear, the tone was very similar to He Zexi's, but a little less cold.The voice next to my ear seemed to be filled with a smile, and the rising ending was a bit coquettish, gently tempting Ming Heng to open his mouth.

A sugar pill fell into his mouth, with the sweetness and refreshingness of mint, finally suppressing the nausea completely.However, my brain still felt tense and uncomfortable.Just as I was about to ask someone to rub it for me, a pair of hands was already attached to it, with a familiar coolness, it was the same hands just now.Put your fingertips near his temples and press gently, every movement has a faint fragrance of green grass, like a good hypnotic incense, and he fell asleep quietly after dangling.

The carriage slowly passed through most of the capital, and finally stopped in front of a mansion with red walls and black tiles.

"Young master, we're here." The groom got out of the car and put down the pedals.

A slender white hand lifted the curtain, revealing He Zexi's unparalleled face.He first helped the half-drunk and half-asleep Ming Heng out of the car, and temporarily let the groom help him.Then he got out of the car and took Mingheng from the groom.

The groom looked at his son's arms, which were not much thicker than the girl's, and took the initiative to ask Ying: "Young master, let the villain come."

"No need." A faint smile appeared on He Zexi's beautiful face, stopping the groom who wanted to help, unexpectedly picked up the person in his arms, and then walked steadily towards the mansion with steady steps.

The groom opened his mouth wide in shock.

Young birthday!My son, who can't carry his shoulders or hands, can actually lift a grown man! ! !

Help, my son must be possessed by a goblin!