Chapter 307: A New Version of A Chinese Ghost Story?
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Senior Brother Jianyin said with a black line: "Senior brother, can you not say it so ugly, Shizun is sincerely asking for words, since you are a disciple, can you not help Shizun?"
"Help, of course help, but then again, there is one thing, junior brother, I am still worried about how to tell my master." Duan Shaojun hurriedly patted his chest and put on a heroic posture.
"Why is there anything that the master can't come forward for," Senior Brother Jianyin filled Duan Shaojun with tea and asked curiously.
"Well, there's really something, but it's not my business, it's Hu Xiaoniang, well, that's Hu Junan's son Hu Jingfei's matter" Duan Shaojun lowered his voice and said slowly.
After hearing Duan Shaojun's words, the senior brother smiled very strangely. "Isn't that just right?"
"What's good" Duan Shaojun didn't understand what the senior brother meant.
"Hey, hey, hey" Senior Brother Jianyin smiled and said nothing, did not answer Duan Shaojun's doubts, and after laughing, he patted Duan Shaojun's shoulder and said very kindly. "Go and entertain your guests. Hey, by the way, I have heard for a long time that Cao Zhongde is addicted to alcohol, so you wait a while, and I will go get you something. ”
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Duan Shaojun could only watch the senior brother hurry away with a puzzled face, and the little effort came in a hurry, carrying a wine jar of about five or six catties of wine in one hand.
"Senior brother, this is the aged flower carving of the Yanchang family of the Lanting Wang" Duan Shaojun took it and saw the ink mark on the seal above, and was very surprised. And it's still thirty years old. "Senior brother, you really have the ability, the aging of the Yanchang family of Lanting Wang, but it is easy not to sell, even if you are a well-connected wine friend and regular customer, I am afraid that you will not be able to get a jar at one time."
The senior brother smiled proudly and told Duan Shaojun the origin of this wine. "Hehe, don't you know, back then, after the flood in Lanting, the epidemic broke out, and Shizun saved more than a dozen people from their Lanting Wang Yanchang's family. And Wang Yanchang knew that the master liked the things in the cup, so he gave more than 100 jars of old wine at home to the master to enjoy. In addition to these thirty years of Chen, there are even better, you can take this and lure that Cao Gongzi to go to the Hidden Dragon Temple. ”
Duan Shaojun was overjoyed, and carefully took over the two wine jars, not very relieved, and asked another senior brother to carry a box, put it in, and also used a futon to separate it from it to prevent it from falling.
Carefully hanging behind the horse's hips in the golden sunlight, Duan Shaojun ran straight to the Yixiang Pavilion. When I came to Yixiang Pavilion, it was already close to noon, but for a nightlife place like Yixiang Pavilion, noon was only equivalent to early morning.
Most of the women in the Qinglou were still asleep, but the turtle man who was guarding the door was very conscientious, and he eagerly helped Duan Shaojun carry the wooden box containing two jars of thirty-year-old flower carvings on the rooftop first.
After a short period of effort, Li Xuan, an otaku with a small face, appeared in Duan Shaojun's sight with a frown, followed by two personal guards with strange expressions, Zhao Da and Zhao Er.
"Ouch, I said Brother Xian, I slept well last night" Duan Shaojun leaned on the railing of the platform leisurely, smiled weirdly at Li Xuan and asked in a low voice.
"Well, it's very good, when did Brother Tai leave last night, why don't you call your little brother to go back and rest together" Li Xuan rubbed his nose, trying to make himself look a little more reasonable, but seeing Duan Shaojun's strange eyes, he could only give up this idea in the end, and cheekily came to Duan Shaojun's side and complained in a whisper.
"Brother Xian, you are not sorry for what you say, for my brother, I wanted to ask you to go back with me to rest yesterday, but your kid was killed and didn't want to go back with me, and what did you say to have a good chat with that enthusiastic girl about life and ideals or something. Why, this chat has been chatting for a night, right, looking at the way you yawn, it must have been a very interesting chat. ”
Li Xuan rolled his eyes stupidly, glanced at the two guards standing at the entrance of the platform, and saluted Duan Shaojun. "Brother Tai, it's better to give the little brother some face, don't spread this matter, otherwise, the reputation of the little brother will really be ruined."
"Okay, okay, brother is not a boring person who destroys people, but then again, how did you feel yesterday" Duan Shaojun laughed lewdly twice, and asked in a low voice while holding this guy's shoulder.
"Brother Tai, isn't your question too much" Li Xuan looked at Duan Shaojun with an innocent expression.
"What's so strange, it's all gentlemen, what are you afraid of, what's the matter, Jiangnan people are smart enough." Duan Shaojun glared at this guy dissatisfied.
Li Xuan blushed embarrassedly and nodded, and then glanced around weakly, as if he was afraid that his fiancée, who was far away in Beijing, would see it. "By the way, brother, didn't you say that you have to give silver for everything?"
Duan Shaojun looked at Li Xuan in confusion. "Brother Xian, what do you mean by this, there is a reward for paying, I don't want you to pull out a dime"
"Little brother, I'm also quite strange, because that little lady gave me a small bag, and there were actually five taels of silver tickets stuffed in it." Li Xuan took out a red paper folded paper bag from his arms, drew a silver ticket of five taels of silver from it, and shook it in front of Duan Shaojun's eyes.
Duan Shaojun looked at this ignorant young man blankly, and almost knelt down. "You don't know what that means"
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"That's right, I really don't know, but I asked the little lady, and the little lady said what the little brother made her very good, so she gave me this as soon as she was happy." Li Xuan was a little squirming, but he was a little complacent.
"What is given, let my brother listen to it." At this time, Hu Xiaoniang also rushed to the rooftop, shaking her still dizzy head and squeezing in front of her. When she saw the red envelope in Li Xuan's hand, Hu Xiaoniang's eyes widened.
Half a day to say. "Brother Xian, you, haven't you been to Qinglou so many times before, haven't you done it once?"
The little otaku prince nodded embarrassedly and explained in a low voice. "The little brother is not very embarrassed, so there is nothing like that."
"You were the first time last night, wow, hahaha, I didn't expect that there was a child boy among Hu's brothers." Hu Xiaoniang couldn't help laughing out loud, put her arm on Li Xuan, and squeezed her eyebrows.
"Two brothers, can you be serious
A little. Tong men are very normal, and when the younger brother was in Beijing, he was very serious. Li Xuan gritted his teeth at these two bad friends who were unscrupulously laughing at him there.
"We are very serious, by the way, as far as the origin of your red envelope is concerned, it is a woman in Danqinglou, who eats a boy chicken like you Brother Xian, and if she feels satisfied with the food, she will give a red envelope."
"Tong, Tongzi Chicken" Li Xuan looked at the red envelope blankly, his face was as red as blood, and he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed. In short, at this moment, Li Xuan's heart is extraordinarily complex, as complex as a thinker or a philosopher.
"Brother Xian doesn't have to be like this, back then, Brother Wei got such a red envelope at the age of fourteen, but he is much stronger than Brother Xian, wahahaha" Hu Xiaoniang, a stinky and shameless person, continued to fall into the ground, and by the way, boasted about how good her kung fu was.
"Okay brother, don't talk nonsense, Brother Zhongde, they're here." Duan Shaojun rolled his eyes secretly, patted the shoulder of the goods, got up and walked forward.
Cao Zhongde, the head of the four great talents in Jiangnan, who had a haggard face and still walked a little crookedly, appeared, and beside him, two radiant Qinglou women helped Cao Zhongde forward with an earnest face.
Well, it looks like a well-fed female goblin and a poor scholar who has been drained of her spirit by her grandmother, and this combination is really a bit of a big contrast. The story of the Datang version of A Chinese Ghost Story will not be staged in front of me
"Alas, Brother Xian, I'm really embarrassed, I accidentally drank a little too much yesterday, and I can't talk to you at night." Cao Zhongde waved his hand to let the two female goblins dodge away, saluted respectfully towards Duan Shaojun, and smiled apologetically. "Alas, I still have some hangovers and weak limbs"
It's normal to have a hangover and not wake up, and it's strange to drink so much without a hangover, but you don't have to pull it on the wine if your limbs are weak, it's clear that you did too many push-ups last night.
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