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There is an old friend from Yangguan in the West Chapter 1303: Night Banquet

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    Chapter 1303 Night Banquet

    The Huaiqin River is only a dozen miles away from Qingtian City. Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei neither rode horses nor sat in sedan chairs. They walked all the way. By the time they reached the banks of the Huaiqin River, it was already dusk and it was autumn.  As the days get shorter and shorter, red maples are like fire and fallen leaves are flying by the Huaiqin River. One night, the blue water is clear and fish can be seen swimming in the river. The setting sun slowly sets in the west, and several tired birds return to the forest. The two sides of the river are prosperous for ten miles, and soft red for thousands of feet.  , all the Qin buildings and Chu pavilions have been decorated with colorful lanterns, and the carved beams and painted buildings are colorful. The boats and boats in the river are also decorated with lights and colors, cruising back and forth. Through the gauze curtain, the faint sound of sheng flutes and strings can be heard, attracting the wandering wealthy businessmen.  Dajia, princes and grandsons summon the down-and-out literati and prodigal sons.

    "The autumn river is full of smoke and clouds, the painted bridges are flowing to the east. Don't go and lean on the dangerous railings. The stars and moon are cold behind the curtains. Uncle Master, every few years there will be a Taoist scholar who advocates a ban on Huaiqin fireworks, but they always fail to do so. In the past two years, wars have been endless.  , the fireworks tax has been doubled, but the number of customers is still high every night. I think this business is better than the previous two years"

    Feng Rushan looked at the prosperous scene of Yihe and sighed with emotion.

    "Well, you memorized it well. Did you write it yourself? Feng Rushan, you didn't ask Xiaozhu to settle on a family that is familiar with her. I want to ask you if Xingyue from back then is still there?"

    Murong Xuefei certainly knew that when Feng Rushan was at her most decadent, she had quietly come to Huaiqin River to have a wild life. However, she knew that Feng Rushan recited the sour "Rolling Curtain" in front of her face, which still made her a little unconvinced.

    "Haha, uncle, tell me, now that the Huaiqin River business has improved, can the Great Zhou Empire withstand the cavalry of Yalu Jinshan?"

    Feng Rushan did not hear what Murong Xuefei said. She just continued speaking according to her own thoughts. Of course, she might have pretended not to hear.

    "Feng Rushan, you bastard, these are not our business. Now that they are here, let's make peace with them. You can't just let everything go. Just enjoy the night happily. Don't worry, I won't be jealous of you tonight  ¡­¡±

    In the Qinke Grassland for five years, although there didn't seem to be much danger, Feng Rushan had to practice on his own while at the same time fighting wits with all kinds of people. The ever-present pressure and a completely unfamiliar environment made every move difficult.  After thinking about it again and again, Murong Xuefei naturally noticed the painstaking efforts. If he said he didn't feel bad, that would be a lie. After finally returning home, he was still thinking about a topic that was beyond his reach. How should I say this?  , it can be regarded as a talent.

    "Hehe, I listen to my uncle, but"

    Feng Rushan chuckled and was about to talk nonsense when a painting boat floated upstream. On the boat, shengsing, singing and flute were playing, the lights were bright, and the beautiful figures were graceful. He caught a glimpse of the pink watermelon lantern with the huge word "Liuyue" on it, and shook his head.  He shook his head and stopped talking.

    "Mr. Feng is really on time, thank you for your hard work, Master Murong. Move over and slow down."

    Two beautiful women walked out of the cabin. The tall woman smiled sweetly at Feng Rushan and directed the boat to dock.

    "Excuse me, Boss Su."

    "What is Su Ying doing here?"

    Seeing that the gangplank had been set up, Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei boarded the boat.

    "It is my blessing to support Mr. Feng. Mother Yi, this is Mr. Feng, Mrs. Feng, please take care of me tonight. No one in Qingtian City will dare to bully you anymore"

    After Su Ying came to Qingtian City, she got to know Zheng Zhixiang through Chunyu Xiaozhu. Now Liao Jiyan and Zheng Zhixiang are very close. She has been a matchmaker between them, and she has prospered in Qingtian City. She is very proud of it.

    Liuyue Tower actually secretly owned 10% of her shares. She heard from Nan Xiaozhu that Feng Rushan wanted to invite Zheng Zhixiang to drink and listen to music, but he didn't try his best to flatter him. Not only did he send Liuyue Tower's largest and most luxurious Liuyue Fang  , and personally went out to welcome guests.

    Of course, Nan Xiaozhu only said that she was inviting Zheng Zhixiang to drink. Just half an hour ago, she found out that the person invited was also Zhao Weifang.

    ¡°Zhao Weifang, she had no chance to come into contact with him.

    It¡¯s not that Nan Xiaozhu deliberately hid it from her, but it was only in the afternoon that Nan Xiaozhu was sure that Zhao Weifang would come.

    Mr. An Le is very busy.

    "Boss Su is getting younger and younger. Mother Yi, you are busy."

    Murong Xuefei looked at the woman surnamed Yi. Although she was called "Mom", she looked to be in her early thirties. She wore a light yellow spring shirt on the upper body and a pomegranate red skirt on the lower body. Her hair was combed smoothly and looked pretty.  The eyebrows on her face were smoky, and the fragrance of orchid and musk deer was lingering. She was quite charming and graceful. She couldn't explain it, so he nodded lightly to her.

    She had only met Su Ying a few times and had no friendship with her.

    "It is a rare honor for these two nobles to come to you. It is the greatest honor for this little lady. The wind is cool on the river. Master Feng, Mrs. Feng, please come into the cabin and have a cup of tea first"

    Mother Yi had Su Ying long ago?He ordered, knowing that Feng Rushan was the guest of honor tonight, he greeted these two slightly strange guests with great enthusiasm.

    It is not uncommon for men to bring their female companions to swim on the Huaiqin River. However, Feng Rushan is wearing a green robe that is not old, and has an ordinary appearance. This is a bit different from the strange man she imagined.

    As for Murong Xuefei, she has seen many beautiful women.

    As soon as Feng Rushan got on the boat, the boat immediately sailed back the way it came from, upstream. It turned out that he had come specifically to pick up Feng Rushan. He was the owner and had to get on the boat first to wait for the guests.  After entering the cabin and sitting down, someone presented them with sake, hot tea, and various seasonal fresh fruits. Everyone chatted casually. After a while, they drove out of the four or five miles of waterway and waited for less than two sticks of incense. The sky was getting dark.  In the evening, two cavalrymen arrived on the shore, accompanying each other leisurely, but it was Zhao Weifang and Zheng Zhixiang who arrived as scheduled.

    "Mr. Zhao has so many things to do, so he can take the time to enjoy the glory. How lucky are you and me. Congratulations to Mr. Zheng for returning to his old ways. After this small difficulty, there is still a long way to go! We, husband and wife, would like to toast you two."

    "Why didn't Zhao Weifang bring a few guests to accompany him with wine? Such a big boat seems a bit empty."

    Everyone got on the boat and sat down at the banquet in a lively manner. Feng Rushan looked calm and raised his glass to toast.

    There is no need to worry about Zhao Weifang's safety, but it is necessary to bring a few idlers to join in the fun. However, Feng Rushan is not particularly clear about the style of Qingtian City officials visiting brothels, so she is too lazy to think about it.

    The last few times he came to Huaiqin River, he always sneaked here alone.

    "Haha, Boss Feng, after five years of separation and not even a letter, you still have to drink three drinks as a penalty. Little Murong, did you bring me something good in Qinke Grassland?"

    Zhao Weifang is not very particular about this. Of course, he has the right not to be particular about Feng Rushan and Zheng Zhixiang.

    "Haha, Qinke Grassland is a land of bitter cold. Mr. Feng has experienced many winds and frosts, and his style is even better than in the past. It is gratifying. I have long said that I would like to drink a glass of wine to Master Rong, so I will drink this glass first."

    Zheng Zhixiang was reinstated last year. His official position and reputation were older than Feng Rushan. There was no need to be polite. However, his restoration was crucial in defeating Ye Tianshi. Feng Rushan played an indispensable role, and now he  He is Zhao Weifang's subordinate, and Feng Rushan is vaguely Zhao Weifang's friend, so he doesn't dare to take it big.

    ¡°There are a lot of rare things on the grassland, but I¡¯m afraid you¡¯ve never seen some of them, Mr. Zhao, so you can¡¯t tell the difference between good and bad¡­¡±

    Murong Xuefei drank half a cup and casually talked about some interesting things about the grassland.

    On such occasions, Su Ying naturally had no business sitting and drinking. She really relaxed and stood with Nan Xiaozhu and Mother Yi, serving dishes and pouring wine. Among the three of them, Nan Xiaozhu poured the wine for Zhao Weifang.  It wasn't just a drinking session. Su Ying and Yi's mother saw that Feng Rushan was neither humble nor overbearing, and they vaguely evened out their identities. They talked happily with Zhao Weifang. Even the authoritative Zheng Zhixiang didn't pay much attention to it. They were secretly surprised, and then they realized that the rumors were true. They all looked at him differently and served him.  More attentive.

    ", Mr. Zhao, the prairie people have lived on horseback since they were young, and their skills in riding and shooting are indeed hard to match for our Wuyue warriors"

    After three drinks, Zheng Zhixiang casually talked about the battle situation of the White Horse Army. Feng Rushan naturally had his own feelings about this.

    "Let's not talk about this tonight. The moonlight is so refreshing, the dry wine is unpalatable, the thumb war is too vulgar, and the poems are too tired. Mother Yi, I have a new song to sing and listen to."

    Over the past few years, Zhao Weifang and Zhao Guangpu have been at a stalemate. Both sides have gained and lost. After the White Horse Army has won several victories, it is difficult to find good opportunities. Zhao Weifang is busy at both ends and is exhausted mentally and physically. Today, he finally took a break from the busy work and was a little tipsy.

    Mother Yi was eager for this sound, so she clapped her hands gently when she heard the words. Before the clap fell, she could only hear the jingling of rings. Su Ying raised the bead curtain, and there were two rows of singing girls, one in pure white and thin long skirts, and one holding pipa and harp.  , a group of people holding round fans and red gauze came out gracefully as if they were walking in waves, bowing down to the banquet with Yingying salutes. Mother Yi waved her hand, and suddenly the harps and harps were playing together. Six singing girls' red gauze was fluttering, their fans were flying, and their voices suddenly opened up.  Sing:

    Going up to the red building in the cold moon, the sound of the flute in the middle of the night reminds me of old travels.  The frosty moon is like water tomorrow, the wild geese are misty, and I am always worried about my reputation.  The sable fur is dark in the dust, and the jade fingers are soft with the work of a tailor. After waking up from a dream for sixty years, the water is faint, and the sky is white against the floating water plants.

    He is truly a dancing demon, his songs are so captivating, and the room is filled with fragrance, which makes your heart tremble and feel as if you are in a fairyland. Su Ying and Yi¡¯s mother take the opportunity to drink one glass at a time. Zheng Zhixiang is so blushing that he can¡¯t help but commit the crime.  He shouted: "What a pure poem and a beautiful song. Today or any other time, I will get this masterpiece and it will eliminate half of my life's hatred."

    Zhao Weifang laughed out of his drunken eyes and said, "Mr. Zheng, why do you hate me? Listen to me sing a song." Without getting up, he hit the bowl with chopsticks and sang loudly:

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ???The hero is tired, who can I talk to now, how can I have fun?  The clothes were stained by smoke and dust, and the fragrant red quilt was soft in the air. When I think of that time, my soul is broken.  Don't worry, you have to be drunk when you come, but you have no choice but to worry about too much wine. The wind is clear and there is no place to look for the broken dreams. The flowers are blooming and falling, and the moon is waxing and waning.

    Amid the roaring applause of the crowd, Zhao Weifang suddenly remembered his own life experience, felt inexplicably sour in his heart, and hurriedly raised his glass to cover it up.

    Feng Rushan glanced at Zheng Zhixiang and saw that his eyes were half closed and his hands were clasped together. While listening, he carefully thought about the meaning. His face seemed sad and happy, and he was already a little intoxicated, but he himself was not.  The meaning of the end was unexpected. As the master, he found an opportunity to sing a few songs. Although his voice was not good and the accompaniment was unfamiliar, the exotic flavor in his voice also had a unique charm.
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