"No wonder Mr. Fang can win the favor of His Majesty, and even more so as to win the princess's heart." Lu Dongzan's expression seemed to be jealous and jealous, which made me very happy. It took me a long time to put my lips together and bow to the old man who seemed to be jealous: "I've been too much, I've been too much..." Uh, I shook my head and felt a little dizzy. I almost couldn't keep my straight line when I walked. It seemed that under my exhaustion, the soft and mellow stamina of the aged wine began to surge.

"Mr. Fang? Is he the second young master of the Fang Mansion?" The female musicians were crowded together at some point, muttering something in a low voice, and could vaguely hear them mentioning me. When they turned around, one of the slightly older musicians had a pink face and walked timidly to the front two steps: "Young Master's surname is Fang? But Mr. Fang Yiai's young master?!" With inquiring eyes, his eyes shining.

"I'm the next name Fang, Fang Jun!" He said to the musician. The beautiful girl with a soft and soft voice, which is easy to make people feel good. She really wants to whistle to express my inner appreciation. When she came to her mouth, she turned into a wine, oh, damn it.

"Ah?!" When this beautiful girl heard my answer, she couldn't help but cover her mouth and exclaimed, and her pretty face became red. "It's indeed the famous young master of the house in the capital..." A group of smiling girls made the musicians chatter and their beautiful eyes swept around, and all fell on me.

"Hahaha, Mr. Fang's name is well known to everyone in Wangjiang Tower. I feel jealous." Lu Dongzan couldn't help but twitch his old face, and then forced a smile.

"Hehe, don't dare, don't dare." The feeling of attracting attention was very good. He showed the gentleness of the young master to the beautiful girls, and then said modestly to the jealous old man.

The older musician took a few steps forward, first said to Lu Dongzan and said to me: "The little girl's small name is Qingqing. I have been waiting for the name of the young master for a long time. It is a blessing to see the young master today. I heard that the young master has made a poem in three steps. Today, if the young master does not abandon it, I hope I can leave a poem..." A few beautiful girls' voices are rising and falling, and they are praising them endlessly. I feel blushing when I hear this. If I don't show off, I'm afraid I can't live without Wangjiang Tower. Lu Dongzan is also beating the drums on the side, and even Fang Chengde's eyes are eager to see the style of singing to the moon in the river. Well, I have been shameless recently. Anyway, I'm used to the heart.

"Since that's the case, I'll be so shameless." He bowed his hands around the scene, like a crossing bridge, cleared his throat, thinking about which song to use. The musician Qingqing, who was the leader, came with a wine cup in his hand. His cherry lips opened slightly: "I wish you a glass of a young master, and I hope your young master's good words can go to the next level."

"Thank you, Miss Qingqing." He reached out to take the wine cup, and the warmth and smoothness made me feel enthusiastic and cheerful. After reciting the gentleman's spell several times, I finally maintained the style of a great poet without revealing the face of a pig. He held the cup to the railings of the building, looking at the bright moon hidden among the clouds, the moon shadows in the water rippled, and the laughter from several other buildings was faintly far and near. Below the left, someone was beating it with a small drum, like the sound of hoofs. Lu Dongzan's hooked nose on the edge was even more ferocious under the shadow of the lamp! Humph, old guy, one day, I will find a way to deal with you. Tubo, with me, the passionate young man, how can you allow you to be as rampant as in history? Slap, I snapped my fingers with a hatred. There is! Just in time to meet the situation, Wahahahahaha... Uh, another wine uh.

"Miss Qingqing, there is a small drum, please hit it!" I held the railing and held the cup, looked up at the bright moon in the sky without looking back, and shouted loudly-

"As for the order." The female musician responded happily. The sound of drums aroused, and the power of the golden spear was hidden. Her heart was surging. She drank the wine in the cup, and sang loudly and loudly:

"The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty and the Han Dynasty in the Han Dynasty,

The people of the Long March have not returned.

But let the flying general of Longcheng be here,

Don't teach Hu horses to cross Yinshan!" The sound came into the sky and was stirring, and his mind was excited. After chanting once, he felt unsatisfied and shouted loudly: "Play again!"

The girl Qingqing gritted her silver teeth and made a crisp promise. The female musicians beside her were all excited and red in their faces, all of whom were taking musical instruments. The exciting music sound showed another scene in the beautiful scenery of Qujiang. The other soft music sounds stopped early. There were drums fighting each other. The Wangjiang Tower, which was originally leisurely and scattered, was actually overflowing with a passionate killing and heroic spirit.

"Fang Cheng, come, sing with me!" The drunkenness came, and my young master's habit of coming out of madness also broke out. He held hands with Fang Cheng and shouted at Yue Tong: "The bright moon in the Qin Dynasty was in the Han Dynasty, and the people of the Long March had not returned. But the flying general in Longcheng was here, and the Hu horse would not be able to cross Yinshan!"

Before this sound fell, the sound came up again. It seemed that there were many madmen drinking and having fun in Wangjiang Tower, and there were even more passionate men from the Chinese family. The sound of strong hearts was heard one after another. The pink faces of female musicians rose and rosy. Although their pretty faces were sweating like rain, they still tried hard to hold the instrument, responding to the passionate voices from far and near.

"I heard this poem now, and I feel speechless... but I don't know which famous artist is here..." There was a shouting sound from the tower in the distance, and finally my voice was hoarse. Damn, it seemed that it was a little too hot again. It didn't flash at this time, and when did it last? As soon as I turned my head, I was facing Lu Dongzan's triangular eyes, and the cold and cruel aura flashed away instantly, but the violent nightmare on his face was not so easy to dissipate. The Tubo warriors next to him seemed to have no deep understanding of Chinese language, and they were still stupid. Ji was laughing happily, well, it was a very ironic scene.

"I am passionate, my grandson's poetry talent deserves this comment." A slightly stiff comment, coupled with her ugly face that looks hideous, makes me happy. Anyway, I just don't like you, an international friend, Humph, Tubo, what kind of fun, I just have robbers who have been glad to the plump land of the Tang Dynasty. I want to praise the heroes of the Han nationality, the Hu people in front of you, and praise their determination to fight bravely to kill the enemy and sacrifice their lives for the country. By the way, I would like to remind this old boy that although there are some Han people who bow to foreign tribes and call slaves, there are also many heroes who are determined to conquer the world and protect the territory for the people.

"Where is it? After getting drunk, I'm talking nonsense. I hope Lu Xiang doesn't want to make fun of him. Hahaha..."

"Hahaha." Lu Dong's smile was ten thousand times worse than my crying. The female musicians all bowed to me: "Thank you for your gift from Mr. Fang, how dare you ask the young master, what is the name of this poem?"

"Go out of the frontier!" His eyes stared at Lu Dongzan with burning eyes, and jumped out from his teeth one by one.

"The young master's selfless heart for the country is quite like the ancients. I ordered Lu Dongzan to pay compensation. If I have time another day, I will definitely visit again. I hope the young master will not bother me..." Outside the Wangjiang Tower, the Tubo Grand Secretary said goodbye to me reluctantly. "Where is it? It is a blessing that I can drink and talk to Lu Xiang. If Lu Xiang comes, I will welcome you..." He said modestly to the old guy, yawning in concealment, and bragging and spanking with the old guy. It is really a laborious job.

"Who is hiding?" Fang Cheng, who was standing by the side, was about to lead the horse, suddenly shouted angrily, scared Lu Dongzan and I jumped. When he turned his head, a figure in the distance was sank into the darkness. Fang Chengqi got off the horse, choked with a choke, and strode after him. Damn, where did you get the lunatic? It seemed that he had been following me for several days.

"Young Master is honest, be careful that slutty people and the darkness are not good for you..." Lu Dongzan looked at the black shadow disappearing and Fang Cheng chased him, and said slowly and whisperedly. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, which was almost as faint as if he had disappeared. His eyes were faintly flashing with indescribable splendor-

"Thank you for your concern. I think it might be the boring behavior of the homeless man on the street. I'll be stumbling all day long, so how could he offend anyone?" After hearing the old man's words, I couldn't help but feel tight and relaxed. Even if I was interested in spies following me, I couldn't predict that the two of them would be the same as the prince, and perhaps the King of Qi, who must have wanted to take advantage of this prince's solo and take care of my personal revenge. Judging from the expression of this Tubo prime minister, it should not be his work.

"Young master, you're incompetent. That guy is really slippery. He twists and turns a few times and then disappeared..." After a while, Fang Cheng ran back in panting and said in a terrible mood.
Chapter completed!