Chapter 560 The Rich Dead.

The neighboring village of Giethoorn Village is called Shenghuang Village, this village is not as prosperous as Giethoorn because it has no connection with the legend of Butterfly Spring, but even so, Giethoorn Village is not very big after all, so when there are many tourists, this village can accommodate a lot of tourists, so they can also be regarded as sharing a piece of the pie with Giethoorn Village.

At this time, the streets of Shenghuang Village were full of people, and it seemed that all the guests of Giethoorn Village had come here.

After Hua Lang and Prince Duan Suxing came to the inn where Xiao Awl drank yesterday afternoon, they found that there were many people in the inn at this time, of course, most of these people came to eat, but some people had already had lunch, but Duan Suxing's people were guarding, and they couldn't leave the door, so they had to continue to stay in the inn.

Most of the inns were scholars, and of course, there were also wealthy landlords.

Because everyone was a little hungry at noon, they thought about eating and investigating together, and with this thought, Hanaro first asked the innkeeper to prepare a meal for them.

While they were preparing their meal, Hua Lang called the innkeeper and asked, "Yesterday afternoon, the little awl from Giethoorn came to you for a drink?" ”

The innkeeper nodded again and again: "That's right, they don't know what happened in the village in the past few days, and they don't even open the shop, and the little awl has always liked to drink, so he asked me for a few pots of good wine." ”

"How many jugs of good wine?" Hwarang was a little surprised.

The innkeeper nodded and said, "Yes, a few pots of good wine cost half a tael of silver!" ”

"Half a tael of silver?" Hua Lang was even more surprised, of course, half a tael of silver is nothing to Hua Lang now, but for a person like Xiao Awl who is lazy and often steals chickens and dogs, it seems a bit much.

Seeing that Hua Lang was so surprised, the innkeeper thought that he had said something wrong, so he hurriedly explained: "Those pots of wine are indeed genuine, and they are worth two silver, I didn't blackmail Xiao Awl for his silver because he suddenly became rich!" ”

The innkeeper's words became more and more surprising, and Hanalang looked at him and asked, "That little awl is suddenly rich?" ”

The innkeeper nodded: "That's right, after he drank a few jugs of wine, he took out two taels of silver from his pocket, that pocket is not small, it can hold more than a dozen taels of silver!" ”

After listening to the innkeeper's words, Duan Suxing suddenly asked, "Then did you kill the little awl for a dozen taels of silver?" ”

When the innkeeper heard this, he immediately shouted that he was wronged, and said: "His Royal Highness the Prince, the villain also just learned that the little awl of the road was killed, but this has nothing to do with the villain, besides, although ten taels of silver is a lot, but my inn business is booming, and I don't have to earn less than the ten taels of silver a day, I didn't kill anyone." ”

Seeing that the innkeeper was so nervous, Hua Lang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I didn't say that you killed the little awl, let me ask you, is there anything abnormal about the little awl drinking here?" ”

The innkeeper nodded: "Of course there is something abnormal, he used to be poor jingle, there is money and half a tael of silver wine, but yesterday he seemed to have made a fortune, that is really enviable!" ”

"Did he say he got the money from there?"

The innkeeper smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm good to ask about this kind of thing, but judging by the character that the little awl thinks, most of them are deceived and stolen." ”

Hua Lang bowed slightly, then looked at Bao Zheng and Duan Suxing and asked, "Do you have anything else to ask?" ”

Several of them shook their heads, they had already asked about the flowers.

Duan Suxing didn't suspect the owner of the inn when he saw the uproar, so he asked the soldiers to withdraw, and after those soldiers withdrew, the inn suddenly came and went, and the meals prepared by the inn for Bao Zhenghualang and them also came up one after another.

At this time, everyone was not in the mood, but the food was a must, and while eating, Duan Suxing seemed to suddenly remember something, so he said: "Hui Qiong's injury doesn't know when Lu Dao will be healed, this ...... He is not around, and Prince Ben doesn't even have a good appetite. ”

Seeing this, Hua Lang and the others knew that Duan Suxing, the crown prince, missed Hui Qiong, so they all smiled and said: "If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince cares about her, go back to Huating to eat with her, anyway, Huating is not very far from here." ”

Now that everyone has spoken out, how can the prince Duan Suxing leave, although he misses Miss Huiqiong, but if he leaves at this time, won't it make people laugh at him that the prince of Dali is too childlike?

So at this time, Duan Suxing smiled again and again: "There, I just think Hui Qiong is versatile, if you can come with her, let her write a song or something, maybe it can make us forget our troubles for a while, you don't know, when I went to look for her yesterday, she was looking at Feng Yansi's magpie stepping branches, I think she must be very lonely alone in Huating." ”

Being alone at home, of course, is lonely, and when everyone sees this, it is not easy to say anything, at this time, Wen Yanbo put down his wine glass and said: "But Feng Yansi, the prime minister of the Southern Tang Dynasty of the fifth generation? ”

Duan Suxing nodded and said, "Exactly." ”

Wen Yanbo seemed to know a lot about this prime minister Feng Yansi, so he talked endlessly, and what he said was nothing more than some things about Feng Yansi being the prime minister in the Southern Tang Dynasty, such as the defeat of the army, such as the dismissal of the prime minister and the like, this is not to blame Wen Yanbo, after all, he is also a person who is more enthusiastic about the official position, and Feng Yansi can be regarded as an outlier in the Southern Tang Dynasty, and he is naturally interested in research.

It's just that Wen Yanbo said this, Duan Suxing was not very happy to hear it, because when he mentioned Feng Yansi, what he liked was his poetry, not this person's character, so when Wen Yanbo picked up his wine glass and paused to drink, Duan Suxing immediately led the topic to poetry, and when it came to poetry, his eyes looked at Hualang.

"Feng Yansi can be said to have inherited and innovated the words between the flowers in terms of poetry, and his words are written sadly and hazy and uncertain, which is very wonderful to read, and the playboy is very accomplished in poetry, so he is no stranger to Feng Yansi's words, right?"

Although Hua Lang is no stranger to this Feng Yansi, he is not familiar with him, and he doesn't know much about his life, so at this time, he had to say: "I don't know very much, but I just appreciate one of his words very much." ”

When Duan Suxing heard this, he asked again and again: "Oh, the playboy admires Feng Yansi's poem?" ”

Hua Lang thought for a while and said, "That's the first to pay homage to the Golden Gate!" ”

Duan Suxing is extremely familiar with poetry, so after Hua Lang said the name of the song "Golden Gate", he suddenly sighed and said: "That poem is indeed a good word, a rare good word." ”