Young white horse drunk in spring breeze

Chapter 253
The drunk Hu Bufei stood up, staggered towards the door, and suddenly quickened his pace when he was almost there, and finally didn't even bother to pretend.

"Hu Yushi. After finishing the wine, can I still drink tea?" Baililuo Chen said softly.

Hu Bufei pushed open the door, and the burly and strong Chef Wang stood there with a machete pinned to his waist. On the steps next to him sat a thin old man, Chen Hu, who was smoking a pipe slowly. Spit on the ground: "Drink tea."

Hu Bufei could only shake his head, and retreated to his seat. Su Yuan twisted her slender waist, served a pot of tea, and the fragrance filled the air.

"Excellent Biluochun, the fragrance of the tea will overwhelm the fragrance of your wine, won't it be easier to explain when you go back? Your family is very fierce." Baili Luochen took a sip of tea.

Hu Bufei smiled awkwardly: "Master Hou still remembers her..."

"That will never be forgotten." Baililuochen said with a smile.

Baili Dongjun was slightly puzzled, his grandfather was serious and indifferent to everyone except himself, especially this court official, whom he hated the most, but he was quite polite to this absurd censor , There is actually a bit of intimacy in the words.He asked, "Grandfather and this censor have ever met before?"

"His father's name is Hu Cheng. Do you still have any memory of him hugging you when you were a child?" Baili Luochen asked.

Baili Dongjun was taken aback for a moment, then thought for a moment and suddenly said: "Oh, it's the old man who likes to read poetry. He has been to our Gandong City, and he is quite a senior official!"

"Hu Cheng, the chief academician of Longyun Pavilion." Baili Luochen said slowly, "In my heart, he was the second backbone of Beili after Grand Master Dong Zhu."

"The backbone of the country." Baili Dongjun smiled, and couldn't help but look at Hu Bufei.

I really can't see the slightest bit of genetics.

"I was quite surprised that Yushitai sent you here." Baili Luochen suddenly changed the topic back to business, "I heard that you haven't done any serious business for a day since you were transferred to Yushitai."

Hu Bufei smiled: "Yu Shitai, there was nothing serious. I just didn't do anything, and they didn't do anything serious."

"That's a good point, let's understand it." Baili Luochen took a sip of tea.

"Oh, what kind of tea do you drink..." Hu Bufei complained, and took another sip.

"The bastards at Yushitai didn't dare to come to see me. They thought I was a hot potato, and I couldn't pick it up or throw it away, so they sent you here. You are no one to win over and value you in the court. You are just a son. It's just a prodigal son who inherited his father's shadow. When you come here, you can't ask anything, whether it's good or bad." Baili Luochen said slowly.

Hu Bufei nodded: "That's natural."

"But if you don't ask, I will tell." Baililuo Chen said quietly.

Hu Bufei covered his ears: "If I don't listen, I won't listen."

"Do you need me to have your ears unscrewed?" Baililuo Chen put down the teacup.

"Say, Lord Hou, I will remember." Hu Bufei took out a notebook and a pen from his sleeve. He stuck out his tongue, and the pen dipped vigorously on his tongue.

Baili Dongjun took a look at the pen, it was black all over, with gold on the end of the pen, it looked like a rarity in terms of workmanship.

"Yushitai, Yan Wang's pen, it's life-threatening." Baili Luochen glanced at it.

Hu Bufei flicked the pen lightly: "I hope Master Hou can't say too much."

"This Marquis has a killing knife of [-], guarding the west gate of the country, and don't have the heart to disrupt the country." Baililuo said in a gentle voice.

Hu Bufei looked serious, writing like flying.

This first sentence can be regarded as reassuring his heart. The West Army of the Hundred Thousand Towns is undoubtedly the most scruples of Baili Luochen in the court. He said "Don't have the heart of disordering the country" as soon as he came up. A reassurance.

"This Marquis enters the apocalypse. His son, Baili Chengfeng, is in charge of the Zhenxi Army. My son is a martial artist and has an impulsive personality. But I have told my son beforehand that no matter how life or death will be this time, the Zhenxi Army must not act rashly." Baili Luo Chen paused and took a sip of tea.

Baili Dongjun bowed his head and smiled secretly. Grandpa said this sentence very beautifully. Just looking at the meaning of this sentence, it can be said to be courteous, but between the lines, there are threats hidden.

"This Marquis has no intention of disrupting the country. The seven censors supervise all the officials, and I believe that I will be able to return my innocence. I am willing to confront the false accusers in court, and only ask for a name of innocence. I would like to give my wish to the court." Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you, Ben Hou." Baili Luochen put down his teacup, looked at Hu Bufei, and said gently, "These words are not many."

Hu Bufei put away the pen, but his back was already soaked. He smiled wryly: "Master Hou is worth a lot of money. If I say a few more words, my hands will shake too much to write."

"Then let's go, those old men at Yushitai must be waiting for you." Baili Luochen glanced at Baili Dongjun, "You send Hu Yushi off."

It was cold and quiet at night, Baili Dongjun and Hu Bufei walked side by side on the long street.

Hu Bufei was the first to speak: "I heard that you beat Qiu Lubai with seven starry night wine in Diaolou Xiaozhu?"

"That's right." Baili Dongjun replied.

"I want to drink." Hu Bufei said frankly.

Baili Dongjun smiled: "If my grandfather is found not guilty, let alone seven lamps, why not give you seven altars?"

Hu Bufei laughed loudly, then patted Baili Dongjun on the shoulder: "Then I'm sure I'll drink this wine."

"Oh?" Baili Dongjun asked in confusion, "You Seven Censors already have a verdict?"

"What qualifications does the Seven Censors have to punish Zhenxihou's crimes? I can't say too much, but please rest assured, young master. Lord Hou will definitely return safe and sound after entering the apocalypse, but... the little prince Baili still wants Be careful of the danger." Hu Bufei said meaningfully.

Baili Dongjun nodded: "Naturally, I am here to protect my grandfather, so there must be no mistakes."

Hu Bufei shook his head: "No. What I mean is, young master Baili, pay attention to the danger on your body."

"Danger on me?" Baili Dongjun asked in confusion.

Hu Bufei suddenly turned around and bowed: "The young master has been sent here, and the Yushitai is two streets away, Hu Mou can go there by himself."

Baili Dongjun also returned a salute: "Then please be careful."

Hu Bufei walked out of the long street, turned left, and after another corner, he entered the long street of Yushitai, but he suddenly stopped there.

Sweeping away the absurd appearance of being drunk earlier, at this moment, he has firm eyes and a dignified appearance, and he can see two long sleeves fluttering, as if there are a few wisps of breeze blowing in them.

He took out his Hades pen and looked forward.

In front of Hades' pen, all the little ghosts retreated.

(End of this chapter)