Chapter 190 She just wants to (2 in 1)

Author: Bachelor in White

On the wine table.

Xie Yunliu drank two more drinks and started cursing.

First he scolded the scholar, and after a few curses, he became angry and then began to angrily denounce the court.

When Chu Chengfeng heard this, he shrank his neck. He was about to tell his brother to keep his voice down, but when he saw that there were no outsiders around him, he helplessly shrugged, saying that this guy drank too much and there was nothing he could do.

"Is there a war?"

Xie Yunliu was the only one left talking at the wine table. Zheng Xiu listened quietly. When he heard that the war in the north was getting serious, he frowned slightly. Since the founding of Daqian, the barbarian country in the north has always been a pain in the hearts of those in power.

The Northern Barbarians are the collective name for a group of small countries to the north of the Daqian border. Instead of calling them "small countries", Zheng Xiu felt that it would be more appropriate to call them "tribes". The Northern Barbarians have been nomadic and hunting for hundreds of years. They live for a living, have not yet been educated, and are arrogant and unreasonable. However, they have good blood and were born in the northern country. They are all brave and good at fighting, especially good at horse fighting. They invade the border from time to time. For many years, they have been a worry for the Lord of Daqian.

In the annals of almost every dynasty, you can find scattered records about "wandering barbarians invading the frontier". The final result, without exception, was that under the bravery of a certain general and the strategy of a certain general, they were repulsed thousands of miles away. Shocked and brave.

From a historical perspective, the Northern Barbarians were not so much a "foreign invasion" as they were to Zheng Xiu, but more like an experience package for military generals in the Daqian Dynasty. If military generals in the Daqian Dynasty wanted to be promoted, no one was allowed to go north. Turn? Who is not allowed to get some barbarian blood under his knife?

Zheng Xiu was thinking as he drank a glass of wine in silence.

In a daze, he thought of his father, who also lost his life in a Northern Barbarian rebellion twenty years ago.

Zheng Xiu drank three drinks in a row.

Respect the Zheng family.

Respect the loyal soul.

Respectfully, Zheng Haoran.

His drinking capacity was average, but after three drinks, his face turned red and his eyes blurred.

Seeing that Zheng Xiu still wanted to drink, Xie Luohe raised his eyebrows, pressed Zheng Xiu's hand, and scolded in a low voice with a straight face: "Drink less."

"Hey hey hey!" Xie Yunliu, who was drunk at the side, took a look and felt that he could do it. He touched his bald head and said sarcastically: "Is it impossible? If you can't drink, just drink less. If you can't drink, you should have told me earlier. Don't tell me. How does Lao Xie know that you are not good? You have to say it! If you say a few more words, I, Lao Xie, will definitely believe you. We are all our own people here, no one is forcing you to drink, right?"

He obviously held a grudge against himself being hung from a beam by a scholar and tied into a humiliating shape.

"snort."

Xie Luohe snorted coldly, poured the wine in Zheng Xiu's cup into his own, and drank it all in one gulp.

Xie Yunliu's eyes were red and he was dumbfounded.

Wen Shishan was stunned, her suspicious eyes moved back and forth between Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe, and after a while she wondered: "You..."

"Shut up!" Chu Chengfeng coughed several times, pinched Wen Shishan's thighs under the table, and blinked at the stupid woman desperately at the table: "Outside, men are talking, women should not interrupt."

"He drank too much." Chu Chengfeng was already a good drinker, but his ability to drink was obviously a little better than Xie Yunliu's. He held his daughter-in-law Wen Shishan, who was looking forward to the spring of spring, in one hand, and said dullly: "Master, do you know ...an edict?"

Hearing this, Xie Luohe clutched his wine glass and fell into silence.

Boom!

Xie Yunliu knocked his head down on the table, making a small crater. He blinked and snored, muttering something in his mouth, "Wei Tian is dead, Xie Tian should stand."

Chu Chengfeng was so frightened that he covered Xie Yunliu's mouth and nose.

"It's okay, let him say it." Xie Luohe narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "The man has his ambitions in the world."

"But he can't have the word 'anti-thief' written on his face every day!"

Chu Chengfeng cursed.

Zheng Xiu remembered the notice posted on the bulletin board next to the city gate not long ago. Now when he heard Chu Chengfeng talking about it, he rubbed his eyes and asked: "What is the Zhao'an order? Why Zhao'an?"

Chu Chengfeng smacked his lips: "It is probably said that now is the time for the imperial court to use troops, and talents are emerging in large numbers all over the world. I hope that we, the rough men of the mountains and martial arts knights, will not be ignorant of good and evil, nor will we waste our martial arts. We should join the imperial court and serve our loyalty. Daqian, defeat the barbarians and earn a lifetime of fame. It is said that if you can take off the heads of barbarian generals on the battlefield, you can be promoted to a higher rank and have peace of mind for the rest of your life. Even if you have a criminal record, once you kill the enemy on the battlefield, you will be rewarded. If you have achieved meritorious service, you can even remove the wanted order and let bygones be bygones!"

Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe looked at each other, and Zheng Xiu asked again: "Bandits...are they okay?"

"Ahem, what kind of bandits are not bandits? Brother Gongsun, if you can't drink enough, drink less. You are just talking nonsense." Chu Chengfeng quickly filled Xie Luohe's glass. Xie Luohe looked calm and drank the wine in one gulp. Seeing that Xie Luohe was not angry. , Chu Chengfeng smiled and said: "We in Yunhe Village have always only robbed the rich and given to the poor!"

Zheng Xiu opened his mouth, pointed at himself, and then at Chu Chengfeng.

Chu Chengfeng patted his chest: "I am the third young master of Plum Blossom Villa, and you are a descendant of the Gongsun family. Do you have any questions?"

You have changed.

Zheng Xiu sighed silently in his heart. The old hero Chu was gone forever and he would no longer refute.

After Xie Yunliu fell, the few people still at the table stopped talking about the imperial court.

Xie Luohe is now completely focused on Duke Nie's treasury, and has no time to care about world affairs.

Zheng Xiu asked some questions dizzily.

Xiao Buping eventually ran away. In the past two months, there were very few rumors about him appearing in the world and seducing women.

Xie Yunliu's hair has never grown back since he was shaved off by that dog thief that day in the village. Xie Yunliu was depressed for a long time. He repeatedly raised his fingers and swore to God that he would find someone to shave his head. The dog thief, please seek justice.

After several jars of wine, it was already late at night.

Zheng Xiu narrowed his eyes for a while, and when he was woken up by Xie Luohe, Xie Yunliu was lying limply on the ground with his feet in the air, no one paid attention to him. Chu Chengfeng and Wen Shishan were nowhere to be seen, and there was a mess on the table and under the table.

Xie Luohe's cheeks were as red as two peach blossoms. She smiled and patted Zheng Xiu's cheek. Until Zheng Xiu opened his eyes, Xie Luohe smiled and said, "I'm drunk, help me back to the room."

"You're not Feng Bei... go back by yourself!"

Zheng Xiu put his head back in his arms and didn't intend to pay attention.

Xie Luohe squinted his eyes, grabbed Zheng Xiu's bun, lifted Master Zheng's head, and opened Zheng Xiu's eyelids with two fingers.

"Xieluohe, don't make trouble."

Xie Luohe smiled sweetly, with deep affection hidden in his eyes.

"What if I say that I am Fengbei now?"

…

Zheng Xiu swears.

I can't believe a word Xie Xie says next.

When Xie Luohe finished those words and forced Zheng Xiu to sober up for a few minutes, Xie Luohe looked at Zheng Xiu's astonished expression and burst into laughter. His expression was a bit crazy, and the deep affection in his eyes suddenly turned into a joke.

In the end, I don't know who supported whom, Zheng Xiu and Xie Luohe walked up the stairs.

Jianghu Baixiao Fatty generously booked this inn, and all the guest rooms were theirs. Xie Luohe led Zheng Xiu to the superior room.

Passing by the corridor, there was a faint sound of bed boards creaking and shaking in one of the rooms.

Zheng Xiu pricked up his ears and tried to identify it. It seemed to be the voice of Chu Chengfeng. He nodded.

The chicken fight is in full swing.

You are worthy of being a son and daughter of Jianghu, with profound skills.

Send Xie Luohe into the room.

"Would you like Xiaotao to help you change?"

Zheng Xiu shook his head and asked.

"No need."

Xie Luohe took off his boots and stockings, lay on the bed with his bare white fleshy feet, and closed his eyes.

Zheng Xiu thought for a while.

Get ready to close the door and go to sleep.

Xie Luohe, who had his eyes closed, suddenly hummed a song.

In tune, Zheng Xiu, who had just stepped across the threshold, stopped and turned around in surprise.

"There are always one or two winds in the world that disturb my hundreds of dreams. There are always two or three glasses of fine wine to relieve my heart's worries about death. There are always a look back and a chuckle that quietly fills my heart. It's a pity that the wind passes by the world, and the autumn water lasts.

It’s hard to stay because of God’s fingers.”

Xie Luohe, who had her eyes closed, hummed a song. She opened her eyes a little, stretched out her five fingers, and looked at her hands quietly.

As the singing faded, Xie Luohe looked at the back of his hand, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Close the door." Xie Luohe suddenly said.

"Stop pretending, you know I don't believe it."

Zheng Xiu said helplessly, closed the door and returned to the house.

"Do you want to..." Zheng Xiu turned around and saw Xie Luohe sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed at some point, his toes gently wagging, and he asked with charming eyes.

"I don't want to be beaten to death." Zheng Xiu shook his head.

He is not drunk.

So Zheng Xiu will not give Xie Luohe a chance.

Xie Luohe chuckled and pointed at Zheng Xiu: "I'm asking if you want to know what her wish is."

Zheng Xiu was startled when he heard this: "You know?"
To be continued...