The wine came soon, a whole urn, at least twenty kilograms.

Hao Ren put the three long and long tables together to form a square table with short legs. This is called "drunk on the table", which is quite generous with the children of the world. This happens to be the way Li Cangyu likes to drink. Isn't it like this when you eat skewers and beer? Ordinary people sit far away, eating and drinking each other. Elegant and elegant, but you always feel unhappy.

Kang Naji cut two large plates of steamed fat chicken and roasted lamb legs, and then served a few more fruit snacks and pickled vegetables. Judging from the amount of the serving, it was indeed accurate that the three of them had not eaten dinner, which was as beautiful as Nie Shiniang.

Connaji poured four large bowls of wine.

Li Cangyu saw that the pottery bowl was very rough, and one bowl could hold a whole bottle of about 600 ml of beer.

"I'll give you two distinguished guests first." She picked up the bowl, raised her head and drank.

Li Cangyu and Gao Ju held the wine bowl and widened their eyes, watching Kang Naji drink Ruoda's bowl of wine, shocked!... This is just drinking water, can't it be so fast, right?

"Come on, have a bowl with me too." Hao Ren picked up the big urn and poured it on Kang Naji again.

"OK!"

Kang Naji drank another big bowl, her face was not blushing or breathing, just like nothing happened.

Li Cangyu and Gao Ju were stunned for a while, then they raised the bowl and drank the bowl of wine.

The wine tastes very good and the degree is not high. However, such a crazy drink made Li Cangyu feel his stomach bloated.

Kang Najib had already put down the wine bowl and ran to the hall to dance like a ok of nothing.

She rotated rapidly, and the corners of her skirt with bells fluttered and looked very beautiful.

"Is this Hu Xuanzhezhi Dance?" Li Cangyu asked. He had never seen it in books, but today he finally saw the "real-person original version".

"That's right. She's the best dancer in Dongshi." Hao Ren looked at his woman proudly and raised the wine bowl, "Come on, come on, let's get a bowl of it, let's have one!"

After this bowl, Li Cangyu felt that her stomach was almost blown. Gao Ju also held a round belly and complained, saying that he could not eat it when he saw the meat drooling, but he just couldn't eat it.

"Kannaji and I drink three bowls each time before speaking." Hao Ren laughed, "You are really not good at drinking, you have to practice more!"

Li Cangyu had to accept this. This alcohol content is really nothing. He just has never been used to drinking it. His stomach couldn't stretch out and could not adapt to it.

"Come on, I'll take you some good things." Hao Ren stood up, "I can continue drinking after walking around and urinating!"

Li Cangyu and Gao Ju both got up and followed him to the side.

When passing by the two Hu people playing music, Hao Ren greeted them intimately, and then said to Li Cangyu: "Their family are all very upright and capable of poetry and essays, and have outstanding calligraphy. I just saw that your handwriting is very beautiful. If you are willing to write poems and essays on the wall and leave calligraphy, and you will probably not have to spend money on drinking in the future."

"Is there such a good thing?" Gao Zhen was overjoyed, "Brother Lang, please write it quickly!"

"Do you think anyone can write about you?" Li Cangyu cursed with a smile, "The wine shops in the East City have always been crouching tigers and hidden dragons. Those who dare to leave calligraphy here are all masters of calligraphy or poets. Who dares to embarrass people here?"

"Crouching tiger, hidden dragon? Haha, well said! Come on, I'll take you to take a look." Hao Ren was energetic and led the two brothers to a wall, pointing at the words on the wall and said proudly, "Look, what are you writing?"

When Li Cangyu saw it, he was really surprised!

"Wuling young Jinshi East, silver saddle and white horses swept the spring breeze. Where can I go to the fallen flowers, laughing into the wine shop!" Hao Ren had already recited and laughed loudly, "I didn't expect it? There are actually poems and essays left by Li Taibai here!"

Li Cangyu nodded in surprise, "It's indeed a surprise!"

Hao Ren asked, "Do you like poetry and essays very much?"

"It's pretty good." Li Cangyu nodded.

"You have good calligraphy and love poetry and essays. You became a shopkeeper at a young age." Hao Ren said, "Then you went to the Jinwu Guard recruitment office to ask about your questions. Why?"

Li Cangyu was slightly stunned and before he could speak. Gao Zhu said without hesitation: "My brother must want to be a general in Jinwu Guard!"

Li Cangyu didn't teach Gao Ju a lesson this time, but he was happy. Isn't it just coming out to find happiness? The wine shop is just a series of drunken talks, so there are not so many concerns!

"Be a general?" Hao Ren smiled and said to Li Cangyu: "I remember you said that you are not a good family and can't even be a soldier?"

"My brother is about to become a good son!" Gao Zhen looked very proud, "He will definitely become a general!"

"Really?" Hao Ren looked quite surprised.

Li Cangyu smiled and said that he was accused of it. A soldier who didn’t want to be a general was not a good shopkeeper!

"It's not easy to get from a cheap man to a good man. You are quite capable!" Hao Ren laughed, "This is a good thing, you have to celebrate! - Come on, let's drink three more bowls!"

Li Cangyu and Gao Ju were immediately scared, "Let's go a few more laps before drinking!"

Hao Ren laughed loudly.

In the screen adjacent to Li Cangyu and others' seats, a middle-aged man with a long beard and a handsome man with a yellow face and a short beard who was raising his glass to drink a cup of three squids.

"It's true that wine is good." The black-faced man said, "It's been a long time since the Dupu returned to Chang'an. Do you have any plans in the future?"

The yellow-faced man smiled slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of bitterness in his smile, "I am waiting for my hair to fall."

The black-faced man's expression changed slightly and he whispered: "The protector has returned to triumph and promoted his national prestige. When will he start to be successful?"

"Someone impeached me and said that I had greedy for a lot of spoils in the army." The yellow-faced man chuckled, "Well, I can't ask for it. It's better than being too successful than being able to end up well!"

After saying that, the yellow-faced man drank a full glass of wine.

The black-faced man also silently drank a drink with him.

"What's wrong with you?" asked the yellow-faced man, "In front of the good deputy governor, he was the country's national border of the Tang Dynasty. Why did he suddenly resign from his post by ill and stop doing it?"

"Forgive the Protector, I should not explain this matter in detail here." The black-faced man pointed outside and changed the topic, "The two boys outside were the young men who fought in Niannuzhai that day."

"The two who can shoot swords?"

"right!"

The yellow-faced man suddenly felt energetic, "I have to go out and have a look!"

"Don't worry." The black-faced man stopped him and smiled mysteriously, "I made an appointment with the Protector here today. One is to drink and reminisce about the past, and the other is to observe these two strange boys in person."

"It's really strange." said the yellow-faced man, "After General Wang left Shuofang Army, the mysterious elite under his command first ascended the dead soldiers, and disappeared with the strike sword, almost completely gone. Unexpectedly, after many years, these two young men who could use strike swords appeared in Chang'an."

The black-faced man said: "Although this sword was passed down from Ma Chao of the Eastern Han Dynasty, it has been lost for hundreds of years, and it was scattered and difficult to form when it was passed down to our dynasty. Fortunately, there were great generals such as Yuchi Jingde, Qin Shubao and Xue Rengui who successively improved and improved the sword. Especially in recent years, General Pei Min, one of the three masters of the Tang Dynasty, has made the most efforts. He is General Wang's friend. It was General Wang who came forward to ask him to help him, which made the sword regain its glory!"

"I also heard that although the sword is used to use the old name, it is no longer the same as before." The yellow-faced man sighed leisurely, "It's really sad to think about it! General Wang, the sword is used; Shuofang Army, the death war is first... Alas!"

"It's time to come, and sighing is useless." The black-faced man lowered his voice and said, "I have always wondered whether those two teenagers were related to the death warriors who dissipated back then?"

"No wonder, you are so interested in those two teenagers." The yellow-faced man said curiously, "Do you want to find those people from that year through these two teenagers?"

“Or can you give it a try?”

"This...maybe really, you can try it!"

In the middle of the night, half of the guests in the restaurant returned to the guest room to rest.

Li Cangyu and others ran to the toilet for many times, and miraculously finished the whole big jar of wine.

Then, a new large urn was brought up again.

Li Cangyu already felt a little drifty. It seems that she was really drunk today - well, you must have fun in life, don’t let the golden cup face the moon empty. Then you will be drunk!

The two Hu uncles in the hall took a break and used some wine and food. They put the guzheng and pipa that they had been tired of playing before and picked up a new instrument. They said that this is our newly learned huqin, and they will use it to show off today. I hope the guests will not be surprised.

Li Cangyu's eyes lit up when he saw the "Huqin". "Erhu?!"

An old man suddenly appeared in his heart, sitting in the vine garden, holding the old python-skin erhu with his eyes closed and mercilessly. There was also a little grandson beside the old man, who was playing with another erhu mischievously, and he forced the sad song that the old man pulled into a funny look.

It has been ten years since the old man passed away. His grandson has not touched the erhu again for ten years.

Goodbye Erhu, a thousand years away.

Li Cangyu's heart was full of memories and feelings.

"You call it erhu?...I heard that it was a huqin that had just been introduced from the Khitan, so it is usually called a Khitan qin. There are not many people in the Central Plains who can play it." Hao Ren asked curiously, "You can play it?"

"Yes!" After drinking a few more cups, Li Cangyu threw away his usual reserve and admitted it in one sip.

The two Hu uncles immediately stood up and enthusiastically invited Li Cangyu to play a song so that they could worship and study.

Then come on, happy today!

Li Cangyu sat down with an erhu in anger with enthusiasm. When she thought in her mind, there were not many songs that she could still remember clearly after years of practice. The only song "The Horse of War" that matched her mood most at this moment is this song "The Horse of War"!

"Music is the common language of mankind. Music starts from the environment, and environment is born from the heart. If music wants to impress others, it must first impress yourself from the bottom of your heart." This is the old man's teaching.

Li Cangyu closed his eyes, closed his mind, and began the artistic conception in the fantasy.

With his eyes closed, the alcohol was irresistible and desperately pouring out.

In a trance, Li Cangyu felt that he was really in a battlefield with swords, swords, shadows, blood and fire. The passionate man rode an angry war horse and waved Sha Xue's sword, and rushed to the surging enemy group without fear!

If you fail, you will be successful!

Heart moves, mind moves, body moves, manual moves.

"The Horse of War" is like a rushing out from the stringed silk of the Erhu!
Chapter completed!