Chapter 597： Fuling (1)

A tea shop on the edge of Wangdu's outskirts emits a sweet scent of wine, which makes people feel intoxicating just smelling it ...

A middle-aged businessman smelled incense and saw a donkey cart parked at the mouth of the shop, and dozens of altar bottles were put on the cart. The middle-aged businessman suddenly lighted his eyes, saliva secreted, and sat down at an old but clean square table, shouting to a person who looked like Xiao Er, "Little Second, come with a bowl of drinks!"

The little second greeted him with a smile on his face, but said apologetically: "I'm sorry, uncle, this shop doesn't sell this wine!"

The middle-aged businessman hadn't looked at the tattered tea shop in the first place. If the wine was too fragrant, he would not be willing to condescend into such an inaccessible tea shop, but he did not expect to have been rejected. He was a little embarrassed, and pulled out at least twelve silver ingots from his sleeve. He slammed on the table and said, "Little two, do you think your uncle can't afford the money!"

"Uncle Breath! Uncle Breath!" Xiao Er said with a bowed head and a smirk, "It's not that you don't sell small ones, you really can't sell them!"

At this time, a young scholar sitting at the table interjected: "This brother, you do n’t know. This is a good wine made by the boss himself. It is a century-old craft, and these dozens of altar wines are even more Twenty years of wine! This boss is absolutely reluctant to take it out on weekdays ... "

The middle-aged businessman interrupted the scholar's words slightly impatiently: "Since they are all taken out, why not sell them?"

Xiao Er's face was positive, and Su Rong said: "Uncle has no idea. The reason why the owner took out these 20-year-old wine today is not for sale, but to welcome the hero of the official general."

The middle-aged businessman was stunned and his face calmed when he heard about the general officer, and asked, "I have heard about the government's reconciliation, and today is the official general who returned to the capital. Day? "

"Yes." Xiao Er nodded his head, looking at both sides of the official road. "The people over there spontaneously gathered here, and the heroes who came to welcome the general general returned to the capital!" I saw the two sides of the official road standing With so many men, women, and children, they are looking forward to the distance.

Just then, only the shouts were heard one after another: "Come, come."

The scholar was startled and looked up, but he saw white shadows swaying and white rushing on the small **** not far ahead, as if the snow waves rolled over, making people look shocked.

"Come here! Come here!" The shrieks that were still different at the beginning seemed to find a common rhythm in one shout, gradually tidying together, thunderous, shocking.

At this moment, the owner of Chashuipu stepped out from behind, followed by a teenager who looked like him four or five points behind him, and walked to the donkey cart full of wine jars.

People who used to rest near Chashuipu also moved. Some looked uprightly holding the spirit flag, some looked sadly at the mourning card, and some people held up the white lotus in tears.

"The General of the General University is home." Someone on the **** shouted, "The General of the General University is home ..."

In that shout, a young man in a burlap filial robe came on a white horse carrying a white cricket. Behind him was a white man guarding five white-lined carriages, each of which had an impressive one The coffin, the five carriages are the five coffins, looking at people's chest tight, incomprehensible.

The young man walked by horses, his sleeves were fluttering, the white magpies flew, and he hunted and hunted, like an immortal flying away.

But the five coffins behind him, the sorrows of sadness that emanated from him, were constantly reminding everyone that he was not an immortal, but a human, a living person who lost his loved ones. !!