"Yes, Childe, the old slave will go make a pot of tea first, Childe will wait a moment!" the old boy said respectfully, turned around and went down the stone steps, smiled at the other three, bowed his head lightly, and then retreated, silently.

The moon in the sky is like a silver plate, and the stars are shining.

Yang Guo squinted his eyes, staring at the back of the old boy, until he turned to the path behind the plum blossom bushes, then turned around and smiled at Xiao Yuesheng, who was looking at him with a smile: "Big brother, this old boy is not simple!"

Xiao Yuesheng snorted lightly, turned around and lifted the thick velvet curtain, "The people under me, which one is simple?!" Lao Tong is an old man under your sister-in-law, and he has seen more salt in the world than you eat!"

When Yang Guo entered the hall with the curtain lifted, a wave of heat rushed to his face, and the originally dark hall had become brightly lit, and more than a dozen corner lamps in the corner had been instantly ignited by Xiao Yuesheng.

The door curtain was lifted, everyone had entered, Xie Xiaolan helped Xiao Yuesheng take off his robe, Yang Guo was wearing a thin green shirt, although it was chic, but it was impossible to take it off, he smiled: "Oh, that's true!"

Wan Yanping was originally the princess of the Jin Kingdom, but the golden branches and jade leaves, and the people under her were mostly the widows of the Jin Kingdom, and they were the pillars of the last Jin Dynasty.

The hall is extremely wide, two rows of seats are lined up along the middle, rattan chairs and coffee tables are staggered, and behind the seats on both sides are the screens embroidered with landscape ladies, which is an extremely wide place, and is covered by the screen three and two, divided into several small pavilions, but it seems a little scattered and elegant.

Yang Guoji thought that there was no one in the hall, and it would be extremely cold, but he didn't think that it was steaming, and the two unique stoves of Mission Hills Villa occupied the center in front of the hall, and were unscrupulously exuding heat.

Yang Guo looked at the painting, shook his head and smiled: "Big brother, how can you get such a house?......? Does this sister-in-law know?!"

"Hehe, big brother is not like you...... How could they not know? Last year, they came to live for a while, but they were bored and panicked, so they stopped coming! Most of them lived in houses on the other side of the West Lake. Xiao Yuesheng glanced at him, and sat lazily in a rattan chair next to the fire, he always couldn't forget the weakness of stabbing the second brother and being afraid of the inside.

Xie Xiaolan pulled the little dragon girl, and the two of them carefully looked at the screens and bookshelves in the hall, but they didn't look at the two porcelain antiques.

For such an official house, Xie Xiaolan felt a kindness from her heart, her family was quite prosperous when she was young, and her father was a scholar in the middle school, and was later deposed, because of his incorruptibility and depression.

For her childhood, she often wandered in her dreams, dreamed back countless times at midnight, tears wet pillows, still living in her own home in a trance, woke up, and knew that she could never go back, and now she saw the official mansion again, which was indescribably cordial.

Yang Guo sat opposite Xiao Yuesheng, so he picked and chose and pointed a few words, as if he was a famous architect with outstanding knowledge.

Xiao Yuesheng also let him, knowing that the second brother was dissatisfied with himself being too comfortable, and always nested at home without any interest, not doing anything for the people.

The eldest husband should be ambitious in all directions, crisscrossing the world, Yang Guochang exhorted his eldest brother like this, but with little effect.

Before Yang Guo could say a few words, the thick door curtain shook, and the old boy came in with a teapot, his hands and feet were light and pleasant, and he offered the tea one by one.

"Son, do you want to prepare some supper?" asked the old boy softly, bowing down.

"No, no, you go and rest, I'll talk about it tomorrow!" Xiao Yuesheng held the teacup in one hand and waved the other hand.

Lao Tong knew the surname of the prince, he said no, so he didn't need to be polite, so he bowed and retreated.

In the hall, two men sat opposite each other with tea cups around the fireplace.

The other two women sat in a small pavilion surrounded by a screen on the east side, hundreds of thread-bound books neatly arranged, and a glance at the degree of wear and tear showed that they were only used to decorate the façade, and they sat in chaise longues, holding scrolls in their hands, and occasionally picking up a few sips of tea on the low table beside them, and then glancing at their men by the way.

"Okay, let's talk about it, what does the second brother want to do when he comes to Lin'an? I can feel the killing intent in your heart!"

When Yang Guo heard this, his face sank, his slender sword eyebrows frowned, he untied the long sword hanging from his waist, put it on the coffee table, picked up the tea cup, uncovered the tea lid, took a sip, and in the swirling water vapor, he raised his gaze that had been slightly drooping, and said softly through the hazy water vapor: "Big brother,...... Don't ask too much,...... Nothing is a big deal!"

Xiao Yuesheng's eyes flashed, and he glared at him fiercely, "Hehe, I said second brother, you are really eye-catching, your martial arts have not grown much, but your courage has increased greatly." ”

"Hehe......" Yang Guo suddenly laughed, put down the teacup, and didn't cover his face with water, "Big brother knows?"

Although he had never told anyone, Xiao Yuesheng's image of great powers was already ingrained in his mind, but he didn't dare to know it.

"Alas, that Ding Daquan, you don't have to pay attention to him, his life is over!" he stood up, walked to Yang Guo's side, picked up the long sword on the coffee table, and said casually.

"Oh-?" Yang Guo couldn't help but look up at the eldest brother standing beside him.

Xiao Yuesheng slowly unsheathed the long sword, and suddenly a dragon chant sounded out of thin air, clear and long, and then like a cold light came out of the sheath, the bright light was dazzling in an instant, his eyes narrowed slightly, the long sword did not pause at all, and finally completely unsheathed.

The sword body seems to have spring water flowing and flickering in it, the sword is like crystal, crystal clear, but it cannot transmit light, the sword body seems to be shaking, and a spring water is contained in it.

"Alas, with a flick of his fingers, fifteen years have passed, and the gentleman's sword of the past has changed greatly with the passage of time!" Xiao Yuesheng put the crystal long sword horizontally in front of him, watched it carefully under the light, wiped his index finger lightly, and sighed in his mouth.

This gentleman's sword was originally a pine sword, which was used by Xiao Yuesheng at the top of Mount Hua to save Hong Qigong and Ouyang Feng when he cast a spell.

Yang Guo later found the eagle with the help of Xiao Yuesheng, and then found the sword mound where a generation of sword demons was lonely and defeated.

It's just that in recent years, his swordsmanship has improved, and he no longer needs to be accompanied by heavy swords, so he gave it up in Guanlan Villa, and the sword is indeed too heavy, and it is quite tiring to carry it all the time.

“...... Second brother, you haven't killed anyone with this sword!" Xiao Yuesheng stroked the sword and smiled, his index finger curled, and he flicked the sword body with his fingers, and a clear sound like gold and non-gold rose to the sky, as if with an arrogant roar.

Yang Guo's face turned red, and he felt a little embarrassed, in the past ten years, he and his wife Xiaolongnu have joined hands in the rivers and lakes, half of them are traveling in the mountains and rivers, half of them are chivalrous and righteous, but when he does it, he always likes to perform the jade girl Suxin swordsmanship with his wife.

This set of swordsmanship is powerful enough, but the murderous spirit is not enough, but it is full of tenderness and secrets, every time the two of them have done it, they are surging in their hearts, and their feelings are lingering, how can they have any intention of killing.

And this sword seems to have a soul, held in the hand, there is always a sense of intimacy connected with flesh and blood, so it can't bear to be stained with blood, so Yang Guo kills, rarely uses a sword, mostly learns from the Eastern Evil Yellow Medicine Master's finger magic power to kill, kill people, do not stain blood, death is not hideous, is the best way.

"There are many ways to kill people, and it is the stupidest one to kill people with one's own martial arts, and it is best to kill people with a knife...... Have you ever read the art of war? A soldier who surrenders without a fight and wins without a fight is a great victory! Martial arts are used to strengthen the body and protect oneself!"

Xiao Yuesheng stroked the gentleman's sword, slowly returned the sword to its sheath, and put it back on the table, a serious lesson, he had never said so much to the people of Guanlan Villa.

Laughing, a sip of tea squirted, this is the work of Xie Xiaolan, who is sitting in the middle of the screen, the soldiers who surrender without a fight, can still be so misinterpreted, it's really funny!

Xiao Yuesheng pretended not to hear it, and continued to gush: "Even if you use martial arts to kill people, there are many tricks, so you don't have to take risks to assassinate yourself,...... Well, if you want to kill Ding Daquan, put a jade bee needle in his sedan chair, or go to Li Mochou to ask for a few ice spirit silver needles, wouldn't it be troublesome?!"

Yang Guo smiled bitterly, when the eldest brother said this, he suddenly felt ashamed, the insidious and treacherous way, he was really ashamed of himself.

"Okay, you sit here for a while, and I'll go get some food and drinks,...... I don't know if it's better in Fengle Building, or it's delicious in Qingfeng Building,...... Alas, some of them didn't come!" he shook his head and disappeared in place.

Fengle Building outside the Yongjin Gate, can be called the first restaurant in Lin'an, its tall and majestic, is also the only one, although it is three floors, but there are bricks and stones to build a two-layer pedestal, and then set up the Yongding pillar to do flat sitting, a little calculation, there are nearly six floors high, built layer by layer, stand under the banner next to the building, look up, Fengle Building has the tendency to penetrate the clouds and rush into the sky.

Xiao Yuesheng is not the first time to come to Fengle Building, not only a frequent visitor, but also has a good relationship, Lin'an's first drunken Nanhu is from the hand of Mission Hills, is the signature wine of Fengle Restaurant, only this first floor is sold.

Liquor tax is one of the most important sources of wealth for the imperial court, since it will not let go of private people, private winemaking, fifteen catties of koji wine is capital punishment, Xiao Yuesheng often smiled bitterly, this wine is a drug in modern society, private wine is no different from drug trafficking.

Jiaxing, as an important place in Jifu, implements the monopoly of wine, and the wine warehouse of the imperial court governs the brewing and sales, and the taxes are extremely heavy.

It's just that Jiaxing City is managed by Mission Hills Villa to be leaky, and the governor, according to the inspection, and the government all need to look at their eyes.

The output of this drunken Nanhu wine in Mission Hills Villa is very small, 100 catties a day, never brewed too much, and it is only sold in Fengle Building, but the wealth obtained is far from what ordinary people can imagine.

The imperial court liquor tax is calculated from the rice used in winemaking, 100 catties per day, and the tax is very small, but the quality of Zui Nanhu is excellent, far from being comparable to other fine wines, and the fame is getting bigger and bigger, but the output does not increase, and the scarcity is expensive, since the price of wine has risen, it has become the first wine in Lin'an, and the ordinary rich people have no chance to taste it.

Xiao Yuesheng passed through the majestic Huancai door, and as soon as he appeared under the brightly lit, melodious, laughing and noisy restaurant, two young men in purple shirts stood in front of the building and bowed, with silk shoes and socks, and clear eyebrows, they were the welcome guests of the restaurant.

“...... Master Xiao, it's your boss coming, please, please, please!" The young man on the left side was slightly stunned, and hurriedly shouted, his delicate face was full of smiles, and he was not flattering in his courtesy, and he had a bearing that was neither humble nor arrogant.

Xiao Yuesheng smiled and nodded, and followed him upstairs and walked inside, these two welcoming people are also very simple, they have the ability to never forget, almost all the people who have been here, they can remember seven, seven, eighty, eight, alas, with this ability, it is not far from going to study, Xiao Yuesheng sighed.

In emotion, I have gone upstairs.

The first floor is full of loose tables, there are nearly fifty or sixty tables, and between the tables is very spacious, it can be seen that the restaurant is big, the utensils on the table are all silver, the silver is shining, the guests and the women who show flowers and branches sit together, such as the flowers of the brocade, the neon clothes and feathers flying, singing, playing the piano, juggling, the laughter is endless, the excitement is extreme.

Among these women, most of them are good-looking, or proficient in charming, or proficient in art, here they are just accompanying wine, not selling their bodies, and they are the official records of some teachers and priests.

The second floor is a single room separated by a screen, and the third floor is Yaxuan, although there is the sound of silk and bamboo, the skills are exquisite, far from the women on the first floor can be compared.

People who come here to eat, either rich or expensive, will naturally not eat and drink enough to check out and leave, but while eating and playing, or come to some poems, make a wine order, a meal down, it is the middle of the night, at this time the restaurant, only see people, not people.

Xiao Yuesheng didn't order, only let the best dishes on the table, and then opened the small window in the Xuan, looking at the West Lake from the window, the night breeze was cold, he didn't care, the faint and ethereal singing was blowing with the wind, but it was not interesting.

His dishes are the best, and the natural work is a little long, and he is not in a hurry, his eyes pass through the night sky, and his mind has flown to the West Lake, and he will watch carefully.

Each flower fat staged is a similar scene, or the chest is half exposed, the sideburns are fluffy, and the eyes are watery, which makes people can't help but swallow it, or sit upright, play the piano and sing, the men and the elegant shake their heads together, the layman up and down their hands, or have swords to the shoe, turning the clouds and rain, the flowers and fat are swaying, and all kinds of forms are the lives of flashy beings.

Looking at it, Xiao Yuesheng suddenly felt a little emotional, his heart was a little heavy, and he suddenly had an urge to do something, these fresh lives, trampled by iron hooves, I don't know how many people can survive, alas!

While thinking about it, he suddenly felt a little strange, as if the voice of the entire restaurant suddenly lowered a lot.

My mind was divided into two, and I found that the hall on the first floor was now silent, and the noisy and enthusiastic scene when I came up was gone.

In the hall of the restaurant, there is a table in the center, the wine and food are still steaming, and there are five strangely dressed people sitting at the table, and on the ground under their feet, two young men are lying motionless, and the whole hall is attracted by it.

The five people sitting at the table were obviously one master and four servants.

The young man with a medium stature, well-proportioned limbs, and high cheekbones sat in the main seat, his clothes were gorgeous, but he had a bit of a fierce atmosphere, as if he was born in the military.

There are two people sitting next to him, who are one scholar and one martial artist, shaved bald, and have a short and strong body, with a staggering nose and a flickering gaze in his small eyes; The two people who sat down were outsiders with a swordsman and a curly-haired man.

Such a table of people, with a unique image, is very eye-catching, and now the two of them have been knocked to the ground for no reason, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead, which is eye-catching.

This Fengle Building is opened by the official family, very few people make trouble here, even if there is something, most of them go out of the building to solve it, and those who knock people to the ground on the spot like this are extremely rare and bold.

"Guest, I don't know what,...... If you want to have something, why not find a place to solve it after eating?"

A middle-aged man with a rather rich and honest face suddenly appeared, came to their table, bowed, and persuaded with a pleasant face.

His eyes swept over the two people lying on the ground, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looking at their appearance, they seemed to be drunk, their faces were flushed, and they were drunk.

He ushered in the send-off, deep experience, to see people and people, very good at it, a look at the momentum of these people, you know that it is not an idle person, the bald man shows the momentum, like a bandit who kills people without blinking, maybe his hands have been stained with blood.

Although the shopkeeper didn't see what happened, he swept it at a glance, and there were only two people on the table, so he knew what was going on, but seeing that the two people were dressed ordinarily and looking at the extraordinary momentum of these five people, he naturally knew the trade-off.

"Doha, throw these two wastes out and look upset!" The young man in the fancy costume waved his hand, frowning his thick broom brows, but there was no expression in his slender eyes.

"Yes, Childe!" the bald man suddenly got up, though short and strong, but with a frightening bearing, he bowed in reply, and then bent down to reach out, one in each hand, like a chicken, and picked up the two drunken men, and walked to the west window.

This short and bald man turned out to be a lap of legs, and he walked with a firm step, carrying the two of them, but as if there was nothing, everyone was in front of him, but he looked at it as if there was no one, and walked straight to the window.

"Slow!" a quick shout came from the shopkeeper's mouth.

In the eyes of everyone in the building, he bowed down and clenched his fists, and smiled at the young man in fancy clothes, "Guest officer, the building is so high, and throwing them out like this, I'm afraid it will kill people, and that's not good for everyone...... According to the little old man, there are still a large number of guest officials, so spare these two drunks...... Thank you on their behalf!"

As he spoke, he bowed and saluted, looking earnest.

The young man pursed his lips slightly, his cheekbones were slightly bright, and he smiled, but it was a cold smile.

Seeing that the stout man was getting closer and closer to the window, the shopkeeper's face was very anxious, his complexion changed several times, and his heart turned sharply, and he was quite hesitant to use soft or hard force.

Everyone around them was silent, or ignored, bowed their heads to eat food, or squinted at the hot spot, and the women who accompanied the wine were silent and silent.

People who can come to Fengle Building to eat and drink, all have a bit of wealth, ordinary people, there is no confidence to step in, the railings of the stairs are made of white jade, quite a test of people's pockets.

They naturally know the truth that right and wrong are all because of the strong head, and it is most important to protect themselves and sweep the snow in front of the door, and those who are quite high are mostly sitting on the second and third floors.

For a while, only the voice of the shopkeeper and the sneering laughter of the young man echoed, but the sound of the bamboo piano came from the second floor.

"Hmph, these two girl-like men, what's the use of keeping them?!" The young man didn't look around, but just held the exquisite and shiny silver wine glass on the original table in his hand, and looked at its patterns carefully, and his eyes showed a little admiration.

"Guest officer, killing someone is going to be fate--! The guest officer is noble, why bother to cause trouble for these two useless people?!" The shopkeeper was still persuading hard, and his face had become a little ugly, because the short, strong, circle-legged man had come to the window.

The young man didn't hear it, just squinted his eyes and looked intently at the silver cup in his hand, as if the original ordinary silver cup was a rare treasure.

At this moment the stout man passed through the crowd, came to the window, let go of one hand, threw the drunken young man who was unconscious and frowned on the ground, and opened the window with his free hand.

Xiao Yuesheng, who was sitting in the Yaxuan on the third floor, was about to sigh at the indifference of people's hearts, which has been the case since ancient times, when suddenly a shout rang out: "Stop!"

From the crowd to the west stood a swarthy young man, not handsome, but with a lofty expression, a long sword hanging from his waist, with a contemptuous gaze, glaring at the young man in fine clothes.

Next to the swarthy young man were two high-looking, good-looking women in light gauze, who were the official in the building, and when they saw the young man standing up, his eyes were full of admiration.

The boy shouted with great vigour, but the short, bald man did not hear it, and opened the window, and with a lifting of his left hand, he was about to throw out the man he was carrying.

Anger flashed in the swarthy boy's eyes, and when he raised his hand, silver light flashed.

With a "snap", some people who couldn't bear to see it and closed their eyes, when they heard the sound and opened their eyes, they saw that the two people who should not have been seen were still lying on the ground in front of the window, still drunk and sleeping.

The short, bald man, on the other hand, had his small eyes flickering, glaring at the man who made the move, like the eyes of a hungry wolf in the wilderness at night.

"Hmph, make a sneak attack...... Is that the only thing you southerners can do?" The young man in the gorgeous costume squinted his eyes and slowly put down the silver cup in his hand, his slender eyes seemed to be like the edge of a sword, and his gaze was like the cold glow of a sword.

"What about a sneak attack, what if he doesn't sneak attack, can he dodge?!" the swarthy young man laughed coldly.

With that, he raised his right hand, and silver light flashed again, and a muffled snort sounded, and a silver needle on the other wrist of the short man was outward.

Xiao Yuesheng, who was sitting upstairs, had a slightly gloomy face, Nanren, hehe, they were actually Mongolians!

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