Chapter 242

Hua Qian took a cup of pear blossom white. Hearing this, he looked up at the man who was gradually approaching. He said with a smile: "brother Meng, you don't know. You can clear the road for the military order and the war report, but those who don't violate the laws of the great gold medal. The people on this horse are generally scouts in the army. They are not ordinary people who can offend them. Even those of us who are on the list should lower him One end. "

Having said this, he seemed to have some emotion. Following Meng Yu's eyes, he fixed his eyes on the brown horse that was coming. He said in a low voice: "after the founding of the state, Dajin ruled the country with martial arts. I heard that the civilian was better promoted. If he was a military officer, he had to go to the battlefield to fight with military skills, so that he could get the position of defending a square city. But that's the case?"

Meng Yuwen said with a smile, as if he had already known about it, but there was a trace of haze in his eyes. He pointed his finger to the approaching horse and raised his voice slightly: "it is true. Oh, look, here it is. "

Hua qianen said, as if he had been used to it, and there was no surprise on his face. Just as he was about to move his eyes to pour wine, he suddenly saw something out of the corner of his eyes. The whole people were excited. Huo stood up and looked at the galloping horse and exclaimed, "good news, good news in the battlefield!"

Meng Yu blinked, followed him to look at the horse, and sipped a cup of wine: "brother Hua, you haven't read the war report, how do you know it's a good report?"

Hua Qian nodded his head firmly and explained, "look at the messenger, he immediately tied a red flag, which is the news of good news. If the war report is defeated, it can't be tied with a red flag."

After such a reminder, Meng Yu also saw the red flag, which was tied to the saddle and fluttered in the wind. Her eyes flitted over it: "does it seem that there are words on the red flag?"

Hua Qian nodded and said, "it's Zhaozi red flag. I'm afraid it's the Zhaowu general who was newly granted last year."

"General Zhaowu?"

"Yes, speaking of the general Zhaowu, he has a long way to go. He was originally the legitimate son of the Murong family's contemporary family leader who had been separated for many years. He finally got back three years ago. Once Da Jin took part in the military examination and won the first prize. At that time, Yi Hao was in trouble in the border areas. This general Zhaowu invited himself to the border areas. Later, he followed the general mutai, Dapao and Dalang army, and made a strange move to defeat the Xiongnu. Only then did he rise to the rank of general Zhaowu

After hearing Hua Qian speak of the newly appointed general Zhaowu with a little envy, Meng Yu knew that this was again Hua Qian's unwillingness to take the lead for Dajin's emphasis on martial arts and neglecting literature. He quickly stopped his words, and then asked with a smile: "speaking of all, isn't the Murong aristocratic family the head of a clean civilian official? How come this legitimate son is a military officer instead of a normal one?"

When the question came to the point, Hua Qian was suddenly stuck. After a long time, he waved his hand and said, "yes, actually, I always feel strange. Besides the general Zhaowu, Murong has no military officer. However, we can't guess what the childe brothers of aristocratic families think in their heads. Anyway, it doesn't matter to us."

Meng Yuchang breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "brother Hua said it is also that Meng has a lot of mouth."

The horse who reported the military information had passed away between the two men. The street was back to its former bustle. Hua Qian looked down and blinked his eyes. He turned his mind to drinking. He raised his glass to the man opposite him and said in a loud voice, "brother Meng, it's good. Look, horses have been in the past for a long time. What else do we say about the general? Here's a toast

Meng Yu raised his hand together: "dry!"

Meng Yugang picked up a piece of roasted mutton with oil, then frowned slightly. As if he had just pulled down some questions, he opened his mouth carelessly and asked, "brother Hua, do you know the name of the general Zhaowu just now

Hua Qian is looking down to pick up fish bones. When he hears the rise of eating, he even doesn't lift his head and says, "you know. This Zhaowu general is named Hao. It is said that although he has been separated from Murong family for many years, he has good appearance. He looks like murongmin, the first son of Murong family. Now, he can be regarded as the most beautiful man in the imperial capital. It's really envious of others to have such an affair with him! "

As soon as the word "erotic encounter" came out, Meng Yu's eyes flashed with fun. The folding fan in her hand opened and closed. Her eyebrows and eyes were twinkling with a smile. When she looked carefully, she couldn't see clearly. Her words drifted like wind and said, "it's true."

Just when they were happy to eat, a woman's sad and timid voice came from downstairs, followed by the music of pipa playing

"Zhuxian is broken, the mirror is missing, the morning dew is Xixi, and the fragrance is not stopped -"

hearing the sound of singing the ditty, Meng Yu slowly stands up, opens the door of the private room through a crack, and looks at the corner of the first floor from behind the falling white yarn In the fall, a woman in a cloth dress and a ebony hairpin tied her hair. Her face was pale but could not cover her beautiful color. A woman half holding a lute was singing with her head down.

Br > "br > suddenly, he stepped down on the porch with a sharp smile, but suddenly he was standing on the porch with a sharp smile? There is a lot of silver here. If you are satisfied with playing a song, I will give you all the silver! "The singing woman looked at the burly, ugly looking man walking in front of her. She glanced at the silver ingot not far away. She knew that she had to play if she didn't play. After a while, she plucked the string of Pipa and sang in a low voice with a little trembling:

"in the past, I didn't comb my hair, but I had silk hair on my shoulders. On WAN Shin Lang's knee, there is no pity... "

Before she had finished her song, the burly man who had just sat down to give her silver ingots stood up again. A few steps later, he ran to the singing girl. His fingers touched up the broken hair beside her pretty face. He tutted twice, and his eyes showed some lustrous light and laughed loudly.

"The little lady sings well, sings well! I like it! However, this song is too elegant. I heard that the goose bumps on Ye's body are going to get up, which can't compare with you giving Ye Xiang a mouthful. Ha ha ha ha -- "

before the words fall, the man reaches out and grabs the singing girl. The woman is scared and loses seven souls. She hugs the Pipa and hides behind him, but she does not forget to beg for mercy.

"This guest, I'm just a singer, not a girl. Please let me go Ah

Before she finished her words, the big man grabbed the woman's arm like a chicken, stroked his chin, looked up and down at the woman's exquisite body, and suddenly picked her up. Despite her frightened eyes, she kept struggling, he gave her a hard kiss on her face and pinched her slender waist wrapped in cloth clothes.

"You didn't sell yourself out because you didn't meet me. Now when you meet me, don't you sell yourself and sing again? Let Ye Xiang have a mouthful and stay with me for another night. There is all silver here. You just have to follow me, and you can enjoy yourself and drink spicy food! "

The singing girl was held in his arms. Because of her little strength, she could not open her arms. Her pale and beautiful face was already full of tears, and her voice was sad with desperate pleading. At last, she turned to hoarse and exhausted: "little girl does not sell herself. You don't want to be like this! Help Help

Seeing this scene, Meng Yu's eyes grew deeper and deeper. Her folding fan was slowly clenched. Before she could open her mouth, she heard the voice of Hua's latent anger: "these people are really deceiving people!"

Hearing his voice, Meng Yu turned her head and looked. Hua Qian's face was angry, as if he was about to turn around and go downstairs to save the woman. Yu Guang from the corner of his eyes swept down, but he raised his arm to block his way. His face was firm and his words were peaceful. Suddenly he raised the corner of his lip and said in a low voice, "brother Hua, be calm. Don't be impatient."

Hua Qian looked at the hand in front of him. His white fingertips were shining brightly in the sunshine. He tried to resist his impulse to feel it. He felt that he was really strange today. His anger rose and he said to Meng Yu who stopped him: "brother Meng, why are you stopping me? Can you and I, two scholars, just watch that woman being bullied? "

"We don't make it, we have people." To his surprise, Meng Yu looks calm at the moment, and the folding fan in her hand is still shaking. Obviously, she has a plan for the following things. After a moment, she takes back her hand and raises her chin slightly. "Brother Hua, don't worry. Look."

The story of the big man holding the singing girl under the building is still on, but before the big man laughs wildly, he robs the singing girl under the public's eyes. A white shadow appears in front of the big man and cuts the railway: "wait a minute!"

When the singer, who was held by a big man and couldn't get rid of her, saw the young man in white standing in front of her. Her eyes suddenly filled with the light of pleading. She was still struggling, and her white jade hand stretched out to him and screamed: "this young master! Save me, young master

The big man saw that he was blocked. What was in front of him was a handsome little white face. He immediately snorted, bowed his head to kiss the woman in his arms like a demonstration, and threatened the young man in white with a cold voice: "what are you doing?! Do you want to rob me of beauty? I don't want to see how much weight I have... "

In front of him, the young man in white smiles with his handsome face. He does not seem to be in a hurry or hurry. He stands still without hearing his threat. He looks natural and romantic. He can see that he is a descendant of the aristocratic family: "this great Xia, how many catties does Bai have? It's not something that can be weighed by one's feet."

Before he finished his sarcastic words, the man immediately changed his face. Before he could speak in a rage, another cynical voice sounded, as if mixed with a few sleepiness. Another young man in white, who could hardly open his eyes, leaned against the pillar nearby, flapping his fan powerlessly, as if ignoring the big man directly.

"Brother, what do you have to do with him? It's too late to save people. The food is cold!"