In the hall, banquets are set up in imitation of ancient times, which are arranged on the left and right sides of the hall, and the trail in the middle is paved with sapphire. I don't know how to do it, and it shines in the twilight. A group of more than 20 dancers danced gracefully to the sound of bells and zithers. In the swirling gauze, the exquisite and embossed curves were looming, and with their soft and charming expressions, no song was louder than a song.
On the first seat on the left sat Zhao Junhong. Beside him was a tall man, less than 30 years old, with a calm demeanor, and his eyebrows were three points similar to Song Zining. He was the Song Zicheng they mentioned just now.
Most of the seats in the hall are full, and it seems that there are all kinds of people, and they are not close to each other. This is a public venue for music performances, and it is not reserved for anyone, but those who can sit in are the direct descendants of the Song clan, and the worst is a powerful branch.
Song Qigong is very famous for his love of beauties and fine wines, and he is a frequent visitor to music workshops everywhere. A servant had seen him from afar and rushed over to lead the way.
At this time, the singing and dancing in the field rested, and the dancers divided into two sides and saluted to the left and right seats at the same time. There was applause in the hall, and the men glanced up and down at them with bright eyes, commenting.
Qianye and Song Zining walked to an empty seat, and not many people noticed them at all. Song Zining swept across the field, his eyes lit up, and he said, "This is the group of beauties trained by Zhiyuan? It's really interesting."
The servant with the seat was about to say something, when he turned his head and saw another person hastily entered the door, he immediately smiled and said, "Seventh Young Master's eyes are like torches, look, Master Zhiyuan is here."
The person who came was a young man in his twenties, bright and cheerful, he was Gu Xunbo's youngest son, Song Zhiyuan. And the girl Qianye met at the gate of the arsenal was his own sister.
After Song Zining introduced the two, the three sat down together.
Song Zhiyuan spoke highly of the dancers he had trained, and immediately beckoned the two of them to come and pour wine. His attitude was very enthusiastic, and he was not negligent because Qianye was only a guest warrior. It can be seen that Song Zhiyuan and Song Zining's personal relationship should be quite good.
Qianye felt that the scene was a bit noisy, and his nose was full of various aromas. Of course, the fragrances used by Song Dynasty singing and dancing girls are of the highest quality, all of them are quiet and natural, subtle and moving, and they are not in the same breath as the cheap perfumes used by women in taverns on the Evernight Continent. After smelling it for a long time, the overwhelming fragrance seems to penetrate deep into the bone marrow, making people addicted.
Song Zining on the side was happily teasing the little beauty, and then they turned their booing object on Qianye.
The dancer girl with a purple dahlia in her hair stood with her back facing Qianye, her soft waist seemed to be completely boneless, she held a bottle of wine firmly in her mouth, and kept sending it to Qianye. In front of Qianye's mouth.
Not only Song Zining and Song Zhiyuan, but even the people at the table next to them cheered together. At this moment, the atmosphere in the main hall was gradually getting warmer, and the group of dancers scattered to each table to hold pots, and they were trying their best to persuade them to drink, causing bursts of laughter from time to time.
Qianye smiled, stretched out his hand to take the wine cup from the dancer's mouth, raised his head and drank it down in one gulp.
Song Zining couldn't help reaching out to put his hand on his forehead, and said, "Is this for you to use your hands?"
The dancer who was handing the wine was still maintaining that posture, but at this moment she suddenly moved, her slender waist stretched slightly sideways, and she actually kissed the cheek of Qianye who was close at hand.
Song Zining couldn't help but burst out laughing, stretched out his hand to grab Qianye's shoulder and said, "My good brother, don't disappoint the beauty."
The dancer girl's lips are very soft, and unexpectedly there is no strong foreign fragrance on her body. The first thing that hits her nostrils is the fragrance of the dahlia flower on her temples, lingering in a wisp of alcohol, driven by the girl's lively breath, mixed with it. Become the keynote that makes people's blood flow faster.
Qianye didn't dislike the feeling of being slightly drunk, so he stretched out his hand to pinch the dancer's chin, and kissed it directly. The dancer groaned, and sent her soft waist back again, completely flattening it, and she actually lay down on Qianye's lap, her lips and tongue greeted him very warmly, the relationship was connected, and the letter was secretly fed. .
Suddenly, Zhao Junhong, who was seated first, raised his head and raised his wine glass to Song Zining.
Song Zining's eyes flashed, he happily raised his glass and drank it down.
Zhao Junhong immediately turned his eyes away and started talking with Song Zicheng beside him.
This small action has actually fallen into the eyes of many people in the hall. On the road to Wendao Manor in the afternoon, those who should know have already known what happened between Song Zining, Song Ziqi and the Zhao brothers.
But even Song Ziqi, who left people to watch the whole process from a distance, couldn't tell what happened. The entourage only saw that Zhao Jundu and Song Zining didn't say a few words, Song Zining's guest warrior threw a punch, and before the two of them made any obvious movements, they were stopped by Zhao Junhong's hand, and then Song Zining and his guest warrior turned around leave.
However, no one dares to easily judge friend or foe based on this. The fourth son of the Zhao Clan is famous for his bad personality. Over the years, anyone who has heard a little bit knows that even if he is confronting someone, it is best not to get close to him. Maybe he will hit you first and then kill the opponent. Zhao Junhong is simply a good person in comparison, he is just arrogant at best.
Therefore, although Song Ziqi suffered a clear loss when he failed to find trouble with Song Zining, no one laughed at him for easily retreating, and they had no choice but to avoid it. Although normally speaking, no matter how the children of the Gao family family fight among themselves, they should share the same surname with others, but facing the Zhao family brothers, few of the younger generation of the Song Clan have the courage to do so.
Song Zhiyuan whispered in Song Zining's ear, "Second Master Zhao, I've seen you differently!" Song Zhiyuan had witnessed the grand occasion when Zhao Junhong came in before, and it was an honor for the Second Master to have a look at you, let alone greet you.
Song Zining smiled and said nothing. Under the current situation of the Song Clan, this kind of admiration can only be a blessing or a misfortune. However, it only suppressed Zhao Jundu's previous inexplicable blockage. It neither created momentum for him nor affected him.
Zhao Junhong had always had a mediocre reputation, but after a few contacts, Song Zining felt that the second son of the Zhao Clan should not be underestimated, his behavior was extremely precise, and he was definitely a man with a heart.
At this time, Zhao Junhong got up from the table and walked out through the side door alone. Song Zining also stood up and walked out of the hall.
Qianye let go of the dancer in his arms, stroked her silky long hair with his hands, and turned his head to look thoughtfully. And the dancer was panting, her cheeks were on fire, and she clung to him like a pool of spring water.
The moonlight was just right outside, and the original force lamps were dotted in the courtyard with exquisite flowers and trees, and the soft light was like a veil hanging down the ground.
Song Zining walked to the end of an uninhabited path, saw Zhao Junhong's figure appearing, couldn't help but smiled slightly and said, "Brother Junhong, do you have something to tell me?" In the surrounding area, autumn suddenly appeared, and several fallen leaves circled and fell slowly , The domain of the "Three Thousand Floating Leaves Jue" cuts off internal and external sounds.
Zhao Junhong didn't feel uneasy because he stood in someone else's field, and said with a smile: "Zi Ning has achieved such an achievement before he became a general. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the number one person of the Song Clan, but it is a pity that time is not here. Your side."
Song Zining was slightly taken aback, then smiled, and said, "Brother Jun Hong, did you mean to talk about me?"
Zhao Junhong said: "If you want to, Zi Ning, all the daughters of Zhao Clan's side branches can allow you to be his wife, even Zhao Yuying is not out of the question." Under the son and Zhao Ruoxi.
Song Zining suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and cold sweat oozes from the palms of his hands. This is actually the third marriage invitation he has received this year. The proposers all ignored the gentry marriage contract on him, but that was not a good thing, which meant that the proposers also ignored the will of the Song Clan.
If the attitudes of several independent princes can't explain anything, then the meaning of Zhao Junhong's throwing this matter is completely different. You must know that Zhao Yuying's current status in the Zhao Clan is no less than that of Song Zining in the Song Clan. Taking her out for marriage does not mean marrying her into the Song Clan. There must be a reason for Zhao Junhong to assert so bluntly that he has no time.
Song Zining was silent for a while, then said calmly, "Second Master Zhao is really kind."
"This is also the meaning of the fourth brother." Zhao Junhong smiled as before, and said: "There are many things at home, and we will leave early tomorrow morning, so it is better to resolve the misunderstanding between Zining and Zining." He paused, A trace of melancholy flashed between his brows, and he said, "Fourth brother actually just hopes that Qianye will be safe, if he acts a little hastily, please forgive me."
Song Zining suddenly laughed, "Let me tell you a story for Brother Jun Hong."
"About half a year ago, I helped Qianye kill one of his enemies, a major general commander of the Yongye Expeditionary Army. That was a civilian commander, of course it was recorded in the military files, but in fact he was the third general of the Huaiyang Wu Family The illegitimate son of Fang Dang's family."
Speaking of this, Song Zining and Zhao Junhong suddenly turned their heads together, and Qianye was walking along the path.
Song Zining only nodded to Qianye, let go of the domain to let him in, and then continued.
"That man built a city with his own hands. It can be seen that he is quite talented. Later, he didn't know when he knew his life experience, and when he resumed contact with the family. Anyway, when we attacked him, the part under his command The transaction has a close connection with the third house of the Huaiyang Wu family."
Qianye was taken aback when he heard the words, Song Zining was talking about Wu Zhengnan.
"However, when the taboo transaction between him and the dark race failed and was investigated, the situation was not at its worst yet, but the Huaiyang Wu Family Sanfang remained completely silent and cut off the transaction channel as quickly as possible. .”
"The most interesting thing is that although the Huaiyang Wu family's secret combat skills are just that, they still belong to the aristocratic family. However, he did not get the inheritance from his own family. Instead, he sought blood fusion from the blood clan in order to repair the hidden wounds of the war. Falling completely to the dark side."
After Song Zining finished speaking, there was a suppressed silence on the spot.
After Zhao Junhong's complexion changed several times, he finally smiled wryly and said, "I think I understand what you mean, Zining."