MTL - Xianggong, Please Divorce Me!-Chapter 61 Hostility

In the evening, the palace was filled with puppets. His Royal Highness' seat is divided left and right: the left is the prince and aristocrat who sings the country, and the court is a courtier; the right is the envoy of Yan country. Everyone is the Chinese clothing crown, to show the momentum of various countries.

In the temple, the little emperor and the queen mother sat behind the curtain. The little emperor was dressed in a solemn dragon robe, sitting on a splendid dragon chair, and he looked extraordinary.

Of course, if he doesn't speak.

"Xiao Pei!" Habitually, he shouted the title.

The ministers all heard their eyes flutter. They have become accustomed to these unreliable titles of the emperor, but this is all about their own family behind closed doors. Now that foreign guests are present, how can they be called like this? Home ugliness should not be revealed!

The queen queen was also stunned, and then the young emperor was interrupted by a clear cough, she gently reminded: "The messenger has a special identity and should not be called like this."

"Hey?" The little emperor turned his head and looked at his mother with some doubts. What should he not call Xiao Pei?

The Queen Mother continued to mute her voice: "The emperor needs to give the mission the necessary respect."

Oh-the little emperor understands. Before he ascended the throne, he always referred to the minister as "someone", and later became emperor. The mother-in-law said that you would be honorable in the future, and it would be inappropriate to call it that way. After hearing this, he thought for a while, and then thought that he should be a bit higher than them, but not too distant, so-just call "Xiao" kindly!

But now it is necessary to give people respect, "Xiao Pei" is not appropriate, then--

"Old Pei!" Re-opened the little emperor Jinkou.

The queen queen and the adults all twitched at the corners of their mouths-I dared to think of this for a long time!

Soon the little emperor felt wrong again, and he frowned again and looked at the queen mother again: "I'm calling him Lao Pei. What should I call his father after that?"

"..." The torso of the emperor's back was distorted, her long nails clenched her robe tightly, and she seemed to endure anything. After a long while, she showed her smile again and again. Collapsed for years. "

Hell you've been dead for so long!

The little emperor was whispering to the queen queen, but Pei Ruihe was a little bit unknown. He vaguely heard someone calling out behind the curtain. He stared blankly at the Emperor of the State of Song Dynasty who couldn't see clearly across the bead curtain, and muttered secretly. Legend has it that the emperor, despite his youth, was extremely deep and very capable, and he always caught you off guard by accident! Then he needs to be alert enough.

When the little emperor realized that he didn't need to worry, he rejoiced, "Lao Pei, I have something to ask you."

"..." Pei Ruihe reacted for a long time before realizing that this was an ode to the emperor who was talking to himself. Although he was a little puzzled by the name "Old Pei", he thought maybe this was the custom of chanting the country, so he was Accepted soon, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty, please."

"It's nothing, I'm just curious why you wear such a weird hat." —Well, from the first glance at him, he wondered. Such a big hat wrapped his head tightly Isn't he hot?

Song Shi'an listened, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Pei Ruihe was a little white blushing and then green and red-it really is very deep-witted, knowing that the consultant is short, but it is impossible to say that you can only swallow yourself! Hum, look at the gloating smile of Song Shi'an, I don't believe you are unaware!

God knows that his head has been smashed and it's not good now! He was almost shaved into a bald for the sake of medicine! This hasn't grown up yet! Why not cover it with a big hat and not lose the face of the Pei Dynasty of Da Yanguo!

It's so dark!

At this time, the little emperor who had pondered for a long time finally remembered what was going on, and couldn't help asking Song Shi'an to verify, "Is this the action of the heroine?

Song Shi'an nodded with a subtle smile.

Pei Rui's lungs were blown up. Do you still call that vixen a heroine? !! What do you mean! Do you want to have peace talks?

But he can only swallow it! He sent the assassination first! He's in the wrong first!

Humph! Shame on you! My king bears it! Anyway, the conditions on the peace talks are enough to shame you!

At this time, various meals have been served at the Yushanfang.

So, for a while, the gold and silver discs made of jade, the plucked strings moved the lute, the beauty slender waist stepped, and some songs and dances were leveled up, Guotai and Min'an.

Pei Ruihe didn't appreciate it, he had doubts about the food in front of him. On the table on their side, there are big fish and meat, but on the opposite table, there is only one dish of pastries. Although there are many pastries, it is too shabby. So what is going on? ?

"Your Majesty, I don't know why the food in the two countries is different?" Pei Ruihe couldn't help asking.

"Well, because your treasury is empty, you can save the province. But when you come from a long distance, you can't be neglected. Therefore, you eat meat, and the people of You and You eat these." The emperor took another piece of glutinous rice crystal cake with bacon and stuffed it into his mouth.

The little emperor was the truth, but Pei Ruihe analyzed many deep meanings. Your Majesty is crying poorly. Is this to prepare for the subsequent reduction of ransom? He dare not neglect us, is he afraid of us? It seems that Song Guo is really empty.

Thinking of this, Pei Ruihe was very satisfied with eating big fish and meat.

The king eats meat, so you can eat your sweets.

However, Pei Ruihe's pride did not last long, because he found that on the first day, he ate big fish and meat, the next day, he ate big fish and meat, and on the third day, he ate big fish. Great meat!

On the seventh day, the mission was about to vomit when it saw big fish and meat! It can no longer be eaten with the same flavor as the first day, and it is impossible to show proud eyes to those Ministers who praised the country!

Because when they keep eating big fish and meat, they are always eating pastries, but the more they eat, the more powerful they are, the more they eat, the more they want to eat. At the end of the day, they are expecting their eyes!

Because-they eat different pastries every day!

Who said that the cakes were all boxy? Su Tang, however, racked his brains and wrote a long list of recipes. Men don't like sweetness, so the pastries at this banquet are mainly salty and fresh. Dry things are easy to get tired of, and she even thinks of frying, frying, and refurbishing, just like cooking dishes. There is no taste in eating rice noodles, and the fillings and side dishes are definitely not ambiguous. Not to mention that there is no meat in our pastry, it's just that it is hidden!

For example, the recipe for the first day: first two appetizers of "cold dishes", crispy fried cakes, and hot and sour chicken silk cakes; then four "hot dishes", spinach, glutinous rice skin, diced rice dumplings, and green beef bun Stir-fried golden fragrant cake, original seafood sesame biscuits, crispy five-flavored meat patties; then, there is a Bibo fish cake soup, a fragrant rice cake ...

Seeing them eating happily, Pei Ruihe was getting more and more depressed, and when he learned that the pastries were made by that vixen, he deeply felt that they must be intentional!

It must be!

...

The food is going on, and the peace talks are going on.

The conditions for Yan Guo are: twenty-two redeemed people, fifty-two redeemed soldiers, and five hundred redeemed generals. Although each country has captives, Yan Guo has far more hands than Song Guo owns. The two phases offset, and eventually tens of millions of silver can be obtained. If Song Guo agrees, Yan Guo can return a large piece of land on the occupied border-anyway, they have almost looted on that land, and it is no harm to return. They are not short of people and land. What they lack is silver.

Song Guo also lacks silver, but they can't watch the people lose their homeland and the people cannot return to China. Therefore, a large part of the people in the court agree with such conditions. Of course, they must study the price.

You ask the price, I sit back and pay, that's all.

Song Shi'an was unwilling to do the bargaining and couldn't do it. According to his idea, instead of giving them tens of millions of silver, let him assemble an army to fight fiercely! But obviously, no one would agree.

Song Shi'an was very upset, and even more upset, Su Tang was busy in the palace all day, he had not seen her for a long time!

"Sure enough, it's a day when I don't see each other. As far as I know, we still met my granddaughter in the palace yesterday morning. It's a day after all. It's been three years. It really has been a long time! Haha! ”Zhan Yizhi listened to Song Shi'an's rare complaints and couldn't help but tease him.

When Song Shi'an descended from the court this morning, he encountered Zhan Yizhi who was slipping out of Hou Yefu. Zhan Yizhi heard that a new wine was introduced from Nancheng Distillery, and they took Song Shi'an, who was not so good-looking, with him.

The two walked to the distillery and found that it was full of people. Zhan Yizhi was a lively person. When he saw it, he turned away from the crowd to drill in, while still pulling Song Shi'an.

There was a large table in the center of the crowd. The table was full of bottles and cans. At the table, two men stood, each holding a jar of wine and drinking.

A man's understanding of the exhibition is the famous "No One Thousand Cups" in Beijing. He is addicted to drinking, likes to fight with others, and never loses. Zhan Yizhi also had a fight with him before, and the results can be imagined. It's just that in the past few years, this uncle has been drinking invincible rivals in Beijing, then who would ask him to fight for wine?

Zhan Yizhi looked at the other person, and saw that he was in a fire-fashioned suit, utterly arrogant, blue silk, with only a few strands in his forehead. At this moment, he was stepping on the stool, wrapped the wine jar in his hand, and drank his head, madly exaggerating.

And when he finished drinking and lowered the wine jar to reveal the entire face, Zhan Yi was very amazing-dark and bright eyes, fair and handsome face, and the evil smile in the corner of his mouth ...

Zhan Yi felt that his heart was about to stop beating. Not only him, but even Song Shi'an, who regarded beauty as a cloud, couldn't help but look at him--

This man is beautiful and evil!

With a slam, an jar fell to the ground and smashed. Thousands of cups are not drunk, and said, "No, no, I can't drink any more!"

The man in the red smiled, his voice was clear and clear: "Then you gave up?"

"Give up!" Thousands of cups quickly drove for mercy.

"If you concede, then take the silver! Five hundred and two, no penny!" The man in red raised his chin.

"Ah!" Thousands of cups fell down, how could he have so much silver! He only bet when he won steadily, so he bet again. Besides, this man is very young, and he doesn't necessarily have a good drink. How can he know that he is a million cups!

No money, what should I do?

Then hurry up! Anyway, he is a homeless night nomad!

Who knew that he had just rushed out of the crowd and rushed to the door. The man in red flew to him in front of him, and then flicked his tail back to the table with a thousand cups.

Wow, the bottles on the table were knocked down and fell to pieces.

The man in red picked up a wooden strip on the side, and swiped it into the desktop half-finger, threatening: "You run again, this wooden strip is inserted into your heart!"

Thousands of cups don't get drunk with a scared face, and everyone is shocked. They show each other face to face-this person's great ability!

Zhan Yizhi couldn't see it anymore, and came forward and said, "Why are you! Isn't it that you won't give you five hundred and two when you lose wine, do you want to kill someone?"

When the man in red heard someone talking, he raised his head, looked at Zhan Yizhi, and looked at Song Shi'an next to him. There was a smile on his mouth. "For me, this is not a mere 522 problem. It's about the integrity of a man! "

Thousands of cups are not drunk to cry, "But I really don't have five hundred and two! You can just let me go! Xiaochan, please save me!"

The man in red looked at his counseling and sneered, "Is that the person who praises the kingdom is so unbelievable! Blow yourself up, be defeated and want to deny, hum!"

With that said, the audience was boiling! It turns out that this person is not a nation chant!

"You are in the Yan Guo mission?" Song Shi'an narrowed his eyes. Today, foreigners in the capital can only walk in the city brightly, and there are only missionaries.

The man in red looked at Song Shi'an and sneered, "Who am I? You can't control it!"

While they were talking, Qianbei was not drunk while the man in red was unprepared, he bounced up and ran out, leaving a rogue saying-"No money for life!"

As soon as the man in red looked cold, he would throw away the wooden strips and jump up to catch up.

Zhan Yi was shocked, and flew to pick up the life-threatening wooden strip, and Song Shi'an also stopped the man in red. Suddenly, his body fluttered, and the wind was blowing.

After a long while, Song Shi'an waved a hand, and it was difficult for the man in red to parry and take a few steps back. After stumbled to a thing, his body was unstable and he would fall on his back. At this time, Zhan Yizhi was standing behind him, and subconsciously, he reached out and wanted to help him. But the situation came down like a mountain, he was not alone, and the man in red broke into his arms.

The red man waved a hand in front of Zhan Yi as if being shocked, and bounced away by force. I saw him with a dark face, and moved his lips to say something to Zhan Yi, but in the end he just turned his head resentfully, and then said to Song Shi'an, "Who are you!" Martial arts!

Song Shi'an gently waved his sleeves and ignored them, and then said indifferently, "I'm advised, this is my ode!" You are too presumptuous!

The man in red was even more ridiculed in his eyes: "Is that how you sing so much to deceive? It's on my side!"

The spirit of the exhibition was too great, "I'll send you five hundred or two, I'll give it!" He said, took out a stack of silver tickets from his arms, pulled out five, and patted it on the table, then took it out of the purse Wuwen Qian, "This is a reward for you. Don't thank me!"

Lao Fei was so fond of you at first sight that I didn't expect you to be so vicious! What a blind eye!

The man in red didn't even care about the anger of the crowd. After receiving the silver ticket, he turned and left. It was only when he came to Song Shi'an that he paused, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The man in red went straight to the place where the mission was set up, but he didn't walk in, but turned to the next Qingping House.

There is a master of Ronghua County in Qingping.

Take your seat and serve tea. Waiting for something.

The man in red drew a human figure with a few strokes and said, "Do you know who this person is?"

The master of Ronghua County was surprised when he saw it clearly, "Song Shi'an?"

"This is Song Shi'an?" After seeing the owner of Ronghua County nodding, he said, "It's extraordinary!"

When Rong Hua saw this, curiosity arose, "Did the Highness Princess See him?"

Her Royal Highness Princess, yes, the man in red is actually the long princess of Yanguo Pei Ruizhi. Song Guo knows her identity, but she only knows nothing. She had no intention of meeting the host of Ronghua County when she moved into the Mission House, but she gradually became familiar.

But when Ronghua heard about her previous events, she saw that she was paying attention to Song Shi Anpo, and blinked her eyes, thinking about it.

"I heard that His Royal Highness Princess has never been married because I want to find a wishful Langjun. I think General Song is a good match for you. If you can have a marriage, it would be great."

Pei Ruizhi heard the words, frowned, but did not answer.

Seeing that she shouldn't, Rong Hua continued to yell: "I heard that General Song is a strong horse, and no one can control it!"-In the past few days, she has long seen that the princess of Yanguo is high-spirited. Proud people need to be stimulated.

Sure enough, Pei Ruizhi's eyes lit up a light.

I have heard of Song Shi'an's name for a long time, and today I saw it, it was extraordinary. It is very interesting to conquer such a cold and arrogant man!

My Pei Ruizhi man should be extraordinary!

When walking out of the gate of Kyungpyeong Mansion, Pei Ruizhi's face looked like he was determined to get it.

And the corner of the mouth of Ronghua Jun, who saw her figure leaving, also appeared a sneer-hum, Su Tang, I will see what you do now!