old clock's dream

25,

Ye Zhaocai sat down in the study, and as soon as a sip of tea was brought to his mouth, before he could drink it, Qiuhu rushed in with a black box in his arms.

"General!"

She shook her hand, and the tea that was about to pour from the cup splashed down on her chin, dripped down her neck, and wet a piece of her skirt.

...

With a straight face, Qiushui Qiuhua quietly took many steps back.

Qiu Huhu was cheerfully about to say something, but suddenly felt something was wrong, and the smile on his face froze.

Ye Zhao's hand pinching the cup creaked, cracks appeared on the cup, and soon it shattered into her palm.

"...General, I suddenly remembered that there is still something to do in the army, let's take a step first"

As soon as he put the black box in his hand on the ground, he ran away as quickly as when he came.

Ye Zhaobai almost rolled her eyes to the sky, she shook the wet spot on the front of her clothes, feeling extremely distressed.

Qiushui Qiuhua turned his head and covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing out loud.

The general wanted to beat herself into a wooden stake today, and she didn't dare to fill the stool with her buttocks, for fear of getting dirty somewhere with the clothes made by Miss Xiyin.

"What kind of thing is this?"

After Ye Zhao felt sorry for his clothes, he stretched his neck, glanced up and down the black box Qiuhu brought several times, got up and walked over, first walked around it, and then squatted beside the box.

"... General, I'll get it for you"

The way my general squatted for a long time just stretched out his hand to take it and then suddenly withdrew his hand, really...

Qiu Shui walked over, caressing his forehead, picked up the box, and put it on the desk.

"General, why don't you... change your clothes?"

"No change"

.... If you don't change, you dare not even open a box. General, you are not tired and we are tired!

Qiuhua felt the veins on her forehead twitch several times, she forced a smile, and helped Ye Zhao open the box with her backhand.

Qiu Shui looked at her through Ye Zhao, and both of them saw the intention of running away from each other's eyes.

There was nothing unusual in the black box. There were a few books stacked on top of each other. The covers were plain and nothing was written on them. You can't see what these books are written just by looking at them.

Ye Zhao tilted his head, glanced at Qiushui from the left, and Qiuhua from the right: "Qihuhu... send books?

Qiushui Qiuhua shrugged: "We don't know anything"

"Ye Zhao Ye Zhao"

What day is today?After Qiuhu left, Zhao Yujin came again?

Just as Ye Zhao picked up the book and was about to open it, Zhao Yujin took it and threw it back into the box, and closed the box by the way: "What books are you still reading at this time, walk around, come out with me"

Ye Zhao was confused: "What are you doing? Where are you going?"

"Oh, don't ask so many questions, just go."

Qiushui Qiuhua saw that Zhao Yujin was about to pull Ye Zhao's sleeve in a hurry, so he hurriedly stepped forward from left to right to push him away, lest he would be turned upside down again later.

"What is this for?"

Qiu Shui turned to look at Ye Zhao: "General, why don't you change your clothes if you want to go out?"

"What clothes do you want to change when you go out...? Huh? Hey, don't push me!"

"Young Lord, go to the gate and wait for the general. Don't make a fuss. When you touch her clothes, she will clean them up. Don't blame us for not reminding you."

Zhao Yujin broke away from Qiushui Qiuhua, and glanced at the clothes on Ye Zhao: "What's wrong with the clothes? It looks ordinary... um... the embroidery is not bad, right?"

Qiu Shui lowered his voice: "That's a dress made by Miss Xiyin herself."

...

"Go and change, I'll wait for you at the door"

Watching Zhao Yujin and his general leave the study, Qiushui Qiuhua let out a sigh of relief.

"How can the general be such a mother-in-law?"

"I don't feel so tired after ten battles"

Qiu Shui draped Qiu Hua's shoulders, lowered his head, and said in a mournful voice.

Ye Zhao and Liu Xiyin's imperial gift marriage has been finalized, but both of them are women, and there has never been a precedent for a woman's big wedding before. This wedding etiquette is full of worries: how about the sixth ceremony, how about the betrothal gift, and what about the dowry. How and what, should the two separate before marriage, and how to marry if married...

Everyone was dizzy from the discussion, but his own general always came to disrupt the situation from time to time, and Chen Ming himself was determined not to separate before marriage.After Fan Erniang grabbed her ears and threw people out several times, the annoying crowd finally made a decision——

Let's talk about it, men and women can marry as they want, and just omit some rules.

...For example, the separation before marriage, they really don't want to be tortured physically and mentally by General Ye.

......

"You are in broad daylight, why did you bring me to the brothel? Zhao Yujin, I've been very busy recently"

Zhao Yujin saw Ye Zhao saw the place where he came and turned around to leave, and hurriedly grabbed Ye Zhao: "There is a business to bring you here, why are you running?"

"What's the business of coming to the brothel, you should talk about it"

"General Ye, do you know what to do about the candles in the bridal chamber?"

Just as Ye Zhao wanted to shake off Zhao Yujin's hand, he froze as soon as he said those words.Zhao Yujin smiled frightfully, shook her head and approached Ye Zhao: "General, is this a serious matter?"

“…”

It's business, but Zhao Yujin's, uh, tone was too twitchy.

Ye Zhao resisted the urge to punch him, and cleared his throat: "Why are there so many nonsense, let's go"

The brothel is never short of people who come to drink, even in the daytime, there are noisy people. Zhao Yujin and Ye Zhao just stepped into the door, and the madam waved a handkerchief to greet her gracefully: "Oh, my county prince, General Ye, you are counted."

"Okay, okay, collect it, let's go"

Zhao Yujin was too lazy to waste time chatting with the madam here, so he should get rid of Ye Zhao earlier and go to Hu Qing for tea earlier.

Ye Zhao followed behind him, with a calm expression on his face, but his gaze was erratic and erratic. If you look carefully, your steps are a little staggered. When Zhao Yujin turned back to talk to her, she could see that she was uncomfortable and weak. While showing a playful smile, he was about to stroke Ye Zhao's beard without fear of death, when suddenly there was a sound of breaking through the air.

Ye Zhao reacted quickly, and pushed Zhao Yujin back, and he also used this force to back away, avoiding the suddenly smashing object.

Clang.

The thing shattered on the open space between the two of them, Zhao Yujin was dumbfounded, and then he came to his senses and looked closely, and there was a shattered wine jug on the ground.

"Who? Who the fuck is mean? Get out of here!"

It wasn't Ye Zhao just now, but this time it hit him, it was enough to eat a pot, Zhao Yujin was so angry that he kicked over the stool next to his feet and yelled at the people around him.

Ye Zhao held him back, and quietly looked at the table not far from them. Others avoided her gaze when they saw her looking at her, except for a man in brocade clothes with a face full of red, who neither dodged nor avoided, and kept his mouth open. Hook a smug smile.

Zhao Yujin danced under Ye Zhao's hands for a long time, and finally got tired. Just about to take a breath and continue dancing, she followed Ye Zhao's line of sight and saw that person.

"The jug you lost."

Ye Zhaohan spoke in a cold voice.

Hearing Ye Zhao's words, the man hiccupped, patted the table and stood up, he laughed: "I lost it, why, you want to kill me?"

"Damn you!" Zhao Yujin rolled up her sleeves and wanted to rush over. Ye Zhao pushed him down, and Zhao Yujin struggled a few times: "Why are you pulling me?! Did he just want to smash me to death?!"

"It's not you, it's me. He drank too much and his hands are unsteady"

Ye Zhao said lightly, Zhao Yujin froze for a moment, then continued to roll up his sleeves, making a gesture to rush forward: "If you hit you, you have to hit me, grandma! You have eaten the bear's heart and the leopard's guts!"

"Okay, stay still"

Zhao Yujin couldn't rush out no matter what, and finally she pursed her mouth in frustration, and calmed down after listening to Ye Zhao's words, but his handsome face was flushed with anger, his nose was whistling, and his chest was heaving violently, and he couldn't calm down for a while.Ye Zhao let go of him, stepped over the pile of debris on the ground, and went straight to the person who threw the flagon.Seeing her approaching, the person at the table got up and dodged in a hurry, but the person stood still, waiting for her to stop in front of the table.

"Why did you throw the flagon?"

Zhao Yujin was stunned, Ye Zhao must have been too calm, there was no fluctuation in his voice.

"If you want to lose it, you can lose it. People like you, if you let me lose another one, I can lose it!"

"Who am I? Who am I?"

The man in brocade clothes gave a disdainful smile: "He has no sense of shame, disobeys etiquette, and the fake phoenix and phoenix will make trouble."

The brothel didn't know when it became quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on this table.Zhao Yujin shivered in shock at these words, the fire in his heart went up a few inches, and his back molars gritted.

"Why, General Ye is not happy to kill people? Come here, cut here"

The brocade-clothed man's aggressive appearance was so ugly that his companions who had just retreated couldn't help it, and tried to drag him away one after another.

Although they thought the matter of Ye Zhao and Liu Xiyin was extremely absurd at first, but when they thought about it further, what was the matter with them? They would not lose a piece of meat when the two women got married. It's not very exciting, but the man in brocade clothes didn't know which tendon was wrong, so he kept talking. He wanted to talk and passed, but he didn't expect Ye Zhao to come to the brothel at this time, let alone drink The man in brocade who was drinking on top picked up the wine jug and threw it at someone.

"You're drunk, don't say a few words and say a few words, ah"

The drunken people were full of brute force, and they couldn't drag the man in brocade clothes for a while.

"Let go of me, I just want to scold this stinky bitch! Why are you delaying me, I didn't do anything shameless!"

His companion was about to break out in a cold sweat: "If you don't say a few words, you will die! Stop talking, let's go."

Ye Zhao's expression was very calm, but her glazed eyes were already filled with dark clouds, which could turn upside down at any moment and turn the world upside down.

"Don't let me say it, I just want to say it! Ye Zhao, a stinky bitch, how does she look like a woman? Heh, and that Liu Xiyin...calling herself a talented girl...hahaha, why don't you be shameless with me?"

The companion of the man in brocade clothes suddenly felt a chill all over, panicked and impatient, wishing to gag the man's mouth with something.

"Are you finished?"

Ye Zhao finally moved, she walked over, pulled away those who were trying to drag the man in brocade clothes away, and smiled at her, that smile was warm and without any anger.

Jin Yi staggered and stood upright, and just as his mouth was about to open after resting for a while, a huge force came from his waist.Ye Zhao grabbed his jade belt and threw him onto the table. For a while, there was a crisp sound of cups and cups shattering around the table.

"I'm here, you mention my unmarried wife again, take care of your life."

The man's body was covered in soup and water, and he was in such a mess. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, and could only scream in a low voice.

"I just told you to finish what you wanted to say, now you should shut up"

Ye Zhao's eyes were full of black ink: "I just want to ask you a few questions"

"Where were you when people like me killed the enemy on the battlefield?"

"Where were you when people like me crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood?"

"Is your peaceful life earned by people like me?"

She went to look at the man's hand in brocade: "Have your hands ever been stained with a drop of blood from a foreign enemy and protected someone you want to protect?"

"You rely on people like me to give you security, and who gave you face to scold me like this. Is this your shameful human relations?"

Ye Zhao smiled contemptuously: "Then people like me, it's better to continue to be shameless by your human relationship."

"Take him away, out of sight"

After she finished speaking, she didn't even bother to look at the man again, she waved her hands and walked back. There was no sound in the building, only the sound of Ye Zhao's trampling footsteps and the man's groaning could be heard.

The man's companion looked at each other tremblingly, carried him up with trembling hands, and hurriedly lifted him off the table only to find that there were several cracks in the middle of the solid wooden table. With the weight of a man alone, there is no crack at all.

They shook their heads, didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurried away with the people.

"Just let that person go like this?"

Zhao Yujin felt uneasy, and when Ye Zhao came over, she asked her with a little reluctance.

Ye Zhao patted him on the back: "Let's go, don't be wordy"

Zhao Yujin shrinks her neck and curls her lips.

Go out and check again later, he speaks so badly, and even throws a jug at someone, I have to give him a few more slaps, bah!

It wasn't until the madam took Zhao Yujin upstairs and walked far away that the condensed atmosphere in the brothel gradually dissipated, and it became noisy again. Everyone was drinking, drinking, and eating vegetables. It was just the marriage of Ye Zhao and Liu Xiyin, who had been chatting hotly just now , but never mentioned it.

Hu Qing was drinking tea in a tea shop next to the brothel. The location was next to the window. There were people coming and going on the street below. On the stage set up in the tea shop, a storyteller was telling stories with impassioned enthusiasm. Behead Xi Xia's prince with one heart.

Zhao Yujin listened to it when she came bouncing around, smacked her lips and took the tea that Hu Qing poured for him, took a small sip, a little disgusted: "This tea is really bad."

"Some people drink so much nonsense from you"

"Next time I'll go to your place for tea, okay"

"Fuck off"

Zhao Yujin pushed the tea cup away, sat down, and told Hu Qing what happened just now: "...I will find someone to teach him a lesson in a while."

A dark light flashed in Hu Qing's eyes, but he didn't answer.

"Where are there so many people who don't know what to do? This king is so mad."

"There will never be such a person, but there should be a lot less of them from today on."

Zhao Yujin lay on the table: "What?"

"The general's words are so open, whoever jumps out again will expose his own face"

"Then it seems like such a fuss, it's still good..."

He dipped his finger into the tea in the cup, and smeared it on the table without knowing what he was writing. Seeing this, Hu Qing slapped the back of his hand: "Get up and sit down."

Zhao Yujin ignored him: "This book is not bad, who wrote it?"

Hu Qing recalled the scene of Liu Xiyin writing among the flowers, with Ye Zhao grinding ink for her.

"Who knows"

Use war to divert the wind, and also use war to block some people's mouths.

"Anyway, it's good enough to say"