Nightfall

Everyone at the wine table was sighing with emotion, Ning Que and Sang Sang dialed the pickles in the dish in the corner, listening silently, and the sound of drinking gruel was also very sighing. He does n’t have much impression of the old man Zeng Jing, but he has a deep memory of the fierce and fierce tiger ’s wife. As for this big fight that goes to the palace, he does n’t know what to say about right or wrong. Anyway, these things have nothing to do with him, he is more concerned about the situation opposite the doctor's house ......

"Compared to Master Zeng Jing, even if General Lin Guangyuan was down with blood mold ... this is not true. Ya dare to treason and seek rebellion. It is cheaper to die a thousand times, but in the house ... those people What a pity. "

The old man picked up the chopsticks and pierced the salted egg in the dish, and took a sip of the cheap lotus white, and sighed: "You haven't seen it with your own eyes. I happened to be in the General Mansion that day. The head fell loudly like a watermelon fell. That blood ... It was really miserable to overflow from under the gate. "

"I'm not trying to speak for the thief, but it's really a taste to think about and think about things in this world. At the time, the neighborhood knew that there were several officials in the DPRK and General Xuanwei, but they didn't do anything after the incident. A person stood up to speak for the general, and there was not even a corpse collector afterwards. "

The old man put down his glass, subconsciously looked around the restaurant, looked at the street outside the door, and lowered his voice and said, "Have you heard of Chengmen Lang Huangxing? He was the helper brought by General Xuanwei from the frontier, and the result was first reported to the general. He was the one who betrayed the country, and asked where this man is now ... The man turned to His Royal Highness, and now he is mixing well! "

"And the Zhaowu captain of the year was said to be quite good now, and I do n’t know if these people would spend time in the world, would they think of the head of General Xuanwei ’s palace, if they think about it, how it feels."

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Chopsticks dipped in egg yolk to drink wine, although it was slow, but it would still be finished. The Changan leisure people at the wine table drank the daily lotus white share prescribed by the fierce wife at home, and ended the leisure, smiling and bid farewell.

Ning Que and Sang Sang were still sitting at the little table in the corner. The clear porridge on the table was cold early, and the edges of the pickled cabbage were rolled up by the wind, but it was obviously meaningless to leave.

"Master, what is your relationship with the General's Mansion?" Sang Sang asked him seriously while looking at him.

Ning Que replied with a smile: "Nature is related."

"I asked ... what is the relationship, not whether it is related." Sang Sang corrected seriously.

Ning lacked silence for a moment, and gradually smiled, and said seriously: "But this relationship can't be said. You are now my maid, and once said, the court will behead us together."

Sang Sang looked at his eyes and knew that he was telling jokes, shaking his head and saying, "Master, you are talking nonsense."

"In my Datang, there are no fewer people killed by **** than people killed by barbarians." Ning Que laughed and replied: "Sometimes we all know what's going on, but we can't say it because we just say it To die, so when we have to say it, then we have been talking nonsense. "

After finishing this sentence, he picked up the wooden chopsticks again, rolled up the sleeve on his right hand, and looked back and forth between the five small plates of pickles and two bowls of cold porridge on the table, hesitating what time to spend next.

At this time, a young man walked into the restaurant. The man was very thin, and his appearance was ordinary. The most obvious feature was black. The black face was like the bottom of an iron pot that had been used for many years. It was much darker than Sansang.

Sang Sang probably rarely sees a person darker than himself. He couldn't help but looked up curiously, and felt this was impolite. When he was about to look back, he was surprised to find this black and thin young man. Walking towards the corner, her body stiffened slightly, and her right hand stretched out to the middle of the black umbrella.

The black skinny man did not come towards them. He sat directly at the table next to them and reached out for some wine dishes. Sang Sang was slightly relaxed. He did not notice that this black skinny man was contrary to Ning Que. Sitting, very close.

Ning Que did not recognize him when the black skinny man entered the restaurant. After all, when they met in Yanjing Mountain Forest, they were still very young. The other party called him Xiao Ningzi, and he called the other party's little black son. Now, after so many years, Ning Que has become a teenager, and the other party has become It ’s a young man with a calm attitude.

Ning Que took up a chopsticks and put the pickles in his mouth, chewing, just like the girl's family couldn't help but cover his mouth and laughed, until he chewed a few times, he found that he was the least favorite and mulberry Sang's favorite vinegar pickled vegetable head.

"It seems that these years are pretty good." He said with a smile.

Sang Sang's chopsticks had just reached the edge of the dish with vinegar pickled vegetables, and there was a slight complaint on his face. It was asking the black skinny man who had just walked in. The chopsticks could not help but stiffen by the plate.

The black skinny man twitched his shoulders slightly, and seemed to be smiling, saying, "It's not as good as you, even if you are a virtuous gadget, you can actually pass the primary school of the college. She became her little maid, so **** wicked ... she seems to not know me anymore. "

"She was just a little bit older than seven years ago, and she was not a genius I was born to know." Ning Que responded with a puffy bowl of porridge: "Hurry and talk about the business, UU reads the book www.uukanshu.com that year killed me How many miscellaneous pieces of the whole family did you find for me? And how many of the guys who slaughtered your village and later helped Xiahou cover up? "

The black and thin young man replied: "The people who first sue Lin Guangyuan for treason, who knows who the whole world is, but the few of them who came out as confessions to nail this case into iron cases are not so clear. Only found Two guys were released from prison eight years ago and are still in Chang'an City. It's wonderful to say that these two guys are very mixed now. I don't know if they will regret that decision. "

Ning Que did n’t look back, thinking in silence, but the black and thin young man suddenly turned around and frowned, and said, “Why do you sit back to back? Why do you send letters so many turns? Where did you guys learn these messy things from, Why do I always feel that we are meeting like an enemy criminal? "

Ning felt helpless and covered his forehead and sighed, looking at his dark and plain face, and said, "Isn't it that the gang under the orders of the Ministry of Military Affairs is doing undercover? Where do I know you undercover are so unprofessional."

The young black skinny smiled and opened his arms and said: "Despite his undercover, for so many years I have to see what you and Sang Sang look like."

Ning unwillingly opened his arms reluctantly, and hugged each other in the dark corner of this broken restaurant.

The black young man named Zall is his first friend in this world.

The time when the two of them met was very coincidental, and the reason for the encounter was also coincidentally. It happened that the two of them only spent time telling two stories and decided to become companions on each other's life path, never to diverge.

Because they have a common goal in life: kill Xiahou.

Or maybe the prince.