Feng Hai clapped his hands, and the man in black behind the pillar stepped out.
Sanlang came over with a smile and said with a smile: "Why are you clapping your hands, old man? Welcome me?"
Feng Hai nodded and smiled with an unknown meaning, "Yes! Welcome. You are so welcome."
As if he didn't understand the subtext of these words, Sanlang looked around and said, "It's very cold outside. We should go sit inside and watch the New Year's Eve warmly."
Feng Hai stood up: "Okay! In seventy years, you are the first person to take the initiative to accompany me, an old and immortal person who has been watching the New Year's Eve." After saying that, he really stood up and went to the main courtyard first.
Sanlang followed with a smile, holding a jar of wine in his hand, "This is good stuff." This wine was brought by Lin Yutong as a New Year's gift to Mrs. Jiang. It was brewed by her herself.
Feng Hai curled up the corner of his mouth and snorted: "What good thing? It sounds like something I have never seen before? Little brat, you really have never seen the world."
Sanlang rolled his eyes: "What kind of world is this? Those famous wines and tribute wines are really not as good as mine. You will know after you try them."
Entering the main hall, wine and food were already placed on the table.
Sanlang sat down, smelled the wine prepared in the jug, and laughed mockingly: "Get away! This thing is really not on the same level as me."
Feng Hai nodded slightly, and a young eunuch took the wine bottle away.
Sanlang opened the wine jar, poured a glass, and drank it himself. Then he poured a glass for Feng Hai.
Feng Hai nodded. He was not too stupid. He seemed to understand the rules. He smelled the aroma of wine and stretched out his hand to drink. The little eunuch beside him hurriedly said: "No..." As he said that, he stretched out his hand to drink.
Stop.
Sanlang looked at it with a half-smile. Feng Hai waved his hand: "Okay, don't be embarrassed. Can he come to my door with wine and poison me to death?" He snorted softly, "He wants to
If he really has such ability, I, an old man like me, would still look up to him. He might as well die, but he has lived enough anyway."
"Otherwise, old man, you are like this..." Saburo raised his thumb, "Domineering!"
Feng Hai drank from the wine bowl, "Yes! Domineering! Little brat, if I had been born at this time, I would have done something big long ago. What else could happen to Yin Silang? You kid, no! You'll be blind for nothing. Well done.
The world is in turmoil."
Good troubled times?
These words are not human!
"Absolute temper!" Sanlang chuckled, "Old man, let's go together, we are not pursuing the same goal. If I want to accomplish something as big as yours, I have to be ruthless! I have to be evil! I have to be poisonous! I have to do so many unethical things that end my descendants.
!I can’t do it, I don’t have the lofty ambitions you have in this life and don’t want to live in the next life..."
The little eunuch waiting next to him turned green! Is this a compliment or a curse?
But Feng Hai smiled: "Grandson! You are the first one who dares to scold an old man like me in person!"
Sanlang laughed loudly and patted his mouth: "I made a mistake! I made a mistake! I accidentally spilled the truth out of my mouth. You should be punished!" As he said that, he poured himself another drink and drank it down.
Feng Hai also stretched out his wine bowl: "It's a pleasure to drink with your grandson!"
Sanlang chuckled, and it only took a while for you to feel happy again.
At this time, He Mao was sitting opposite Mr. Zhang Ge, looking at the sky outside from time to time.
Night fell like this at the moment when fireworks bloomed in the night sky.
On New Year's Eve, once night falls, the entire streets of Jinling are quiet.
Every household is sitting together, and perhaps the only one walking on the street is the beggar huddled on the side of the street.
Gou'er is one of the wandering beggars in the city. The night wind picked up and snowflakes fell again. He shrank his shoulders from the cold and moved towards the city gate. Originally, he was staying under the eaves of a tavern.
Yes. But today is New Year's Eve, and it's snowing again. It must be very cold at night. He is afraid that he will freeze to death under someone else's roof. The owner of this tavern is actually a very nice person. He doesn't want to be there tomorrow.
At dawn, a stiff corpse appears at the door of someone's house. Bad luck! If it doesn't go well, this originally bad business will no longer be possible. The owner and his family still rely on this tavern to make a living. Well, people,
You have become a beggar and you have to be conscientious.
The sound of firecrackers rang in my ears, and when I looked up, the fireworks were beautiful! These are things that only rich people can afford.
He thought, these rich people are so stupid! We didn't pay for it, so we heard everything we should hear and saw everything we should see.
When they spend money, they have to do something about it, which is the same as serving us. The more I think about it, the better I feel.
He was thinking in confusion, it was just to play with himself, and he could say how happy he was. With this, he could ward off the cold. With a smile on his face, he finally moved to the doorway of the city wall. But why did he feel that the situation today was a little bit...
Wrong?
He sniffed, wiped his nose with his sleeve, and looked around again.
Not to mention, there is no one on this city wall.
He has been begging for food in Jinling for two years, and he has never encountered such a strange thing this year.
If that were the case, he might not dare to stay here longer. He was afraid that something terrible would happen and he would accidentally die in vain.
Just as he was about to take a step, he heard the sound of footsteps. The light footsteps were definitely not those of a person.
Is it a change of guard?
This makes sense.
His heart calmed down again, and he silently huddled in the leeward corner and hid. He was afraid that one of the officials would be in a bad mood, and would not let him stay here anymore.
Slowly there was light, and a group of people trotted over holding torches. Under the cover of the torches, Ning Xiaozi couldn't help but rub his eyes. Not only were these people not wearing official clothes, but they also looked familiar.
Isn’t the guy with the big head the fool from the blacksmith shop? Isn’t the guy holding the torch in the back the second brother from the biscuit shop? He even gave me a small piece of sesame biscuit last time.
Watching these people climb up the city wall smoothly, Coyotito blinked. When did these people become officials? He shrank his neck, feeling more and more that something was wrong with the atmosphere tonight.
He huddled here, not daring to move. Then, he heard the cry of the night owl. Among the sound of firecrackers, if you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it clearly at all.
Immediately afterwards, I seemed to hear the sound of gongs and drums in the alley not far away.
He also wondered why he was singing at this time.
Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of the door opening and closing. He couldn't help but poke his head out curiously. He felt that the street was quiet, but there were people moving around.
He walked out and saw forty or fifty people coming out of the alley, each holding a hammer, a stick, or an ax in their hands, heading towards the city.
"Boy, you're still young, don't get involved. Go home quickly. Don't run around tonight." An unfamiliar uncle said, holding his collar and putting it aside.
Coyotito looked at the people walking away and followed them involuntarily. He was not afraid of following so many people. He was afraid of something unexpected happening on the city wall.
He took his dog-beating stick and followed the crowd. Then he felt that the number of people seemed to be getting larger and larger. From every alley entrance, dozens or more of people would come out to join them.
At first there was the sound of firecrackers in the city, but as more and more people came, the sound of footsteps became louder and louder, and the city seemed to fall into dead silence. Except for the footsteps, there was no other sound. Except for the torches, there was no sound.
Other lights.
His heart was beating loudly, not because he was tired from running, but because he was excited because of some premonition.
When he was soaked with sweat, covered with snow, and no longer feeling cold, the people in front suddenly stopped. They were surrounding a house. He knew that this house was Feng Hai's house.
Everyone said that Feng Hai was an old monster who ate children. He didn't know where the people who were going in the opposite direction just surrounded him, but he believed that they were big shots that he never dared to think about.
He clenched the dog-beating stick in his hand, like a warrior trying to slay demons.
At this time, the demonized Feng Hai listened carefully to the report of the man in black. The expression on his face did not change, he only looked at Saburo and smiled.
Sanlang chuckled and said to the man in black: "Say it! Say it loudly. Who else can I tell the secret to?"
The man in black raised his hand and put a sword on Saburo's neck.
Sanlang was half drunk now, and he was really a bit emboldened. Seeing him gently knocking the sword, he laughed mockingly: "Who are you scaring? Who are you scaring? I'm your third master.
Have you ever seen a murderer beheaded? Boy, how many have you seen? I have really seen your third master. When the knife went down, the head rolled. The blood came out and was hot.
." After saying that, he pushed the man in black's arm away and looked at Feng Hai: "Old immortal, surrender and surrender. Come back with me and go to my house. I tell you, I am the one who is the best.
I don’t have much ability, but I’m very popular. When it comes to the emperor and empress, no, it’s the emperor who is our uncle and gives us face. Now down to the street vendors and lackeys, the turtle men and the madams in the brothels, they all follow me.
We have a good relationship. I said I can ensure that you are fine, and it's fine. We have some free time, and we drink together and scold each other. You call me a bastard, and I call you an old fool." As he said that, he walked over unsteadily and pulled
Holding Feng Hai's hand, he said: "I could have surrounded you quietly, but am I here? How many soldiers can you hide in your house? How many dead soldiers can you have? Let me tell you, the people outside are all small
Ordinary people, if you really go on a killing spree, you really have no way to reincarnate as a human being. You said you don’t want to be a human being again, let’s just be a man again. Marry a wife who is good at raising children, and have a child.
The son of the nest. When you get old, you will have a lot of sons and grandsons, and some people will ask you to call them turtle grandsons. Think about these days, and then think about you now. Hei Qi, you know! He is also a eunuch, but he surrendered early.
, I have a wife and a son. I also gave my son a title. Look at you again, what will you gain when you are old? Otherwise, you go back with me and ask the Queen to prescribe you some medicine.
I wonder if you will be able to hold a fat boy next year."