Chapter 11 Drunkenness

Lan Sheng took off his mask and handed it to the attendant's servant. He laughed loudly and said, "The boudoir is also changing from time to time. Warm children sing well, which is beyond my expectation!"

Rong and ordered Tingzhou to warm the towel, and his fingers slowly moved around the cup, and the three-color slightly raised pattern felt simple and smooth. He looked at her with a calm expression. She stood in a small shadow at the door, and her tooth-like skin turned light red, which seemed to be cramped. Her fingers stirred and her eyes dodged.

His memory has been stuck when she was five years old. Now when he saw her standing, he suddenly found that she had really grown up. The Bu family is a well-bred family. She has a degree of progress and retreat, and her every move is in compliance. According to the current folklore, girls are no longer confined to high-rise buildings and wear needles and embroidery all day long. Occasionally, it is very common for actresses to sing a paragraph and dance a song. But for some reason, he is vaguely unhappy, or indeed, as Lan Sheng said, he is a stone ancient scholar. Other people's daughter has nothing to do with him. He stubbornly believes that it is better to be reserved and valuable.

I think so, but it's hard to say too much. He looked at her like a child, looked at him, and immediately pulled down his eyelids. This pitiful appearance was unbearable. When she arrived in Chang'an, she was lonely, and he knew that he was the only person she could rely on, and part of their veins was the same.

He smiled indifferently and said thoughtfully, "You sing very well. Next time I'll sing it to me when I'm free at home."

Bu Nuan should be so, and he knew that his uncle didn't like her to lose his hand in front of outsiders. Even if he wanted to sing, he had to wait for him to be "at home".

"Come and sit down." He pointed to the position next to him, "Did you sleep well last night? Yanbo Tower is near the water. If you like it, you can live there. If you don't like it, I'll arrange it for you.

His tone was still soft. Bu Nuanyu sat down and said, "Don't bother, uncle. Yanbo Tower is very good. I know that's my mother's former residence. It's perfect for me to live there." He also said, "My mother asked me to say hello to my uncle. Mother said that her uncle's happy day had been set, so she sent someone to tell her that she would come to Chang'an to congratulate her uncle.

With a faint face, he said, "It's not tight. Let's talk about it when it's time!"

He turned his face and looked out of the window. A thick plum blossom stretched out, and a few flowers bloomed sparsely. Across the blue silk veil, there was a kind of hazy beauty.

He can't care about his marriage. In the past 27 years, he was alone and lived a free life. His mother urged him again and again. At that time, he could still say that it was inconvenient. Now that the official position has been promoted, it is only one step away from Zheng Erpin, and the garrison has also been allocated from Yongzhou to Chang'an. Up to now, there is no excuse for unwillingness to start a family.

He is not young, and his mother often said that other people's families are all about their children and grandchildren. His family is thin, and the mansion is so big that she lacks children's laughter. He had no choice but to have a horizontal marriage. His mother ordered his aunt's leisure. He had no room for his beak. It's better to marry a wife than a wife. That's it!

It doesn't matter, and it's a littlewei wei wei wei. On the surface, I still feel sad. He ruled the army rigorously and was so hasty about his lifelong affairs. It seems that the good fate is far away from him. There are many ministers in the court who intend to get married. The famous girl let him choose, but none of them is satisfactory.

If he can't meet the right person before marriage, if fate comes late after marriage, then the relationship is doomed to be difficult, which is an inescapable disaster in his life.

Lan Sheng drank by himself and said, "Let's do it earlier!" I see that Zhixian and Nuan'er can talk. In the future, Nuan'er will come out of the cabinet. The old lady is old and hard. Zhixian is useless. It's okay to buy some dowry.

Bu Nuan looked up at Rong Yu. He thought that Lan Sheng said that his daughter-in-law, who had never passed the door, was about to get angry. Unexpectedly, he didn't hear it. He just asked Bu Nuan, "Do you treat you in your spare time?"

Bu Nuan nodded in a frenze, "Sister Ye is very nice."

Lan Sheng raised his eyebrows and said, "She will have attacks in bursts. Be careful. Her young lady has a bad temper!"

Rong Yu was not annoyed and said like a gossip, "Do you have two eight characters? As soon as we met, we became a black-eyed chicken! I'm tired of you! In the early years, I told my mother that I wanted to give you Zhixian. Fortunately, this matter didn't work out, otherwise it would be a lifelong resentment.

"God Bodhisattva, I won't ask for her if I don't have a wife for eight lifetime!" Lan Sheng put down the cup and looked at Bu Nuan. He turned his face and said, "Speaking of this, I really have time to rely on you in the future. You and my brother must help me."

Rong Yu didn't expect that to go up. He has known Lan Sheng for more than 20 years. This person is warm to everyone, and the girl is particularly considerate in front of him. Of course, Zhixian is an exception.

Wan girl sang in a low voice, and casually added vegetables to the warm bowl of cloth, and coaxed like taking care of the child, "Eat more, let go of your external affairs, and amplify the courage around your uncle. With me, you will naturally protect everything." After showing the love of the elders, he came to talk to Lan Sheng and responded absent-mindedly, "I can be as kind as I can. Whose girl do you like? Let's say first. I can't do the matchmaking thing. It's feasible to beat the drum.

Lan Sheng beats the beat with the song and said with a smile, "Don't say goodbye. The time is ripe for you to mediate from it." Turning her face to look at Bu Nuan, she sat quietly beside her, her eyes were calm and waveless, and the calm and gentle appearance was enough for him to like. He smiled and said, "Nuan'er, my official residence is not far from here. Will you pick you up and disperse?"

Bu Nuan shook her head, "No, I was too afraid of my grandmother's thoughts when I came out, so I'd better go back earlier."

Rong Yu frowned at him, "Are you so idle? Several people in the prison outside the city gambled and fought, and a left guard was cut off his ear. At this time, he was still soaked in wine! You can do it for me. Don't wait for the superior to ask me. I can't explain it.

Lan Sheng's face darkened when he heard this, "I ordered you to do it yesterday. Why is it still hanging until now?" The fan bone in his hand tapped on the edge of the table and said, "Don't worry, I'll ask about this in person. I'd like to see who dares to dump me."

Obviously, there were two or three maids standing in front of the screen, but Rong Yu did not pretend to be someone else's hand. He made tea for Bu Nuan and handed it to her hand, and then asked slowly, "Who started the trouble? No matter what his mother is, anyone with fifty military sticks first, and then try again. If you catch the disaster and pick up the bright light armor, you don't have to decide whether to kill or stay. The military law is like a mountain, and you can't break the rules for a few rats.

Bu Nuan's head became lower and lower, and it was indeed unacceptable. When his uncle said this, he still seemed careless. He even picked out the tea leaves in her cup with chopsticks, but the fierceness in his eyes was frightening.

Lan Sheng nod his head, "I save it. Don't worry." After saying that, he smiled softly, "Don't say that on the dinner table. It scares you. Later, I went to the camp. When Nuaner returned home, you sent Tingzhou to escort him. A girl's family was restless.

Rong Yu couldn't help but look sideways. His niece, Lan Sheng, was more careful than him.

"The old lady sent someone to send a message to go back for a reunion dinner tonight. There was nothing to do in the horizontal army. I handed over the military affairs to He Langa Zeng. I just took a break for the second half of the time and talked with the old lady. He ordered people to f for water, wiped his slender fingers on the towel over and over again, and paused, "Let's see if you can make room in the evening. Come to the house together. Our family's reunion dinner has never fallen to you."

Lan Sheng swallowed the tea in his mouth and said with a smile, " Even if the old man beats his mother to death, he has to come!" Leave a door for me, and I'll bring crab claw cakes for Warmer to eat.

He is in a strangely good mood, worthy of his best friends, and everything is thoughtful. Although you can't escape the reputation of free food now, it will be just right in the future. He is an enlightened person and doesn't care about the younger generation. As long as he dares to accept his "uncle", he is ashamed to shout out.

The face over there is straight, and the tone of Lan Sheng, an adjutant, can't be changed. What's leaving a door? Does he climb too much on the wall? Why does it sound so awkward!

He said warmly to Bu, "I said I'll wash the dust for you, but I can't drink too much at that end. I asked you to eat alone. I think you didn't eat well! When I went back, I asked someone to prepare some snacks and send them to Yanbo Tower..." As he was saying, he suddenly found that her cheeks were red, and he said strangely, "Are you hot? Is there anything wrong?"

Bu Nuan is very aggrieved. She has long wanted to ask why her uncle added wine to her teacup? Why do you have to carefully pick out the tea leaves? But she didn't dare to drink the cup of tea mixed with wine because she was stunned by him. As for the taste... She can't taste it. It's so bad that she can't help crying when she recalls it.

Lan Sheng came over to see, and the cloth shrank his neck with rebrid. Lan Sheng's eyes are very beautiful, not as deep as his uncle's. His eyelashes are very long, and his eyes are slightly raised. Such a pair of gentle and affectionate eyes are on the general's face. To be honest, it is a little out of place.

"Have you drunk?" Lan Sheng frowned, "Yong Yu, did you pour her wine?"

Rong and his expression was stunned, and his expression was at a rare loss. He hesitated to say no, took her tea cup to sniff it, and then unexpectedly smelled the wine. He turned his head to look at Bu Nuan and apologized, "I'm really sorry. I was probably distracted by thinking about things just now, and I was confused and took the wrong pot."

General Rigorous, where on earth did this come from? Bu Nuan was so weak that he was speechless. However, she felt that her uncle seemed to be trying to tease her, otherwise she would not use the girl on the side, and she would do it by herself. How could a person who was used to serve her hurry to be a servant?

She raised her hand and twitched her face, "It's nothing if you only took two sips."

Yong Yu sighed, "You child..."

"Oh, what a obedient child! But whatever her uncle says, not to mention a glass of wine, it is a poison. I'm afraid she will drink it without blinking. Lan Sheng said, took a fan to beat her gently, and ridiculed, "But you really can't drink. It will be like this after two sips. You have to practice hard in the future. Not to mention that he will block the wine for his father-in-law in the future, he will not get drunk as soon as he warms up in the cold winter.

Bu Nuan still just smiled, but her thoughts stayed in the first half of his sentence, like a surging wave in her heart, which made her inexplicably panic.

Rong Yu looked at her quietly. She lowered her head and her hair was as black as ink. He was a little distressed. The child was too honest and seemed to be unkind as an uncle. The more silent the water is, the fuller the heart is. A little negligence will cause harm to her. He should reflect that he is not as good as Lan Sheng here.