Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Xu Zizhen was suddenly very interested in this young man. Not only was he handsome, but he was straightforward. He had never met him before, and he really came over to drink after calling out to him. This really suited his appetite. The most important thing was He could actually smell the wine here in the private room next door. This sense of smell is not ordinary, and he can't do this himself.

He was looking at Wu Jie curiously, and Wu Jie was also looking at him. Xu Zizhen was tall and handsome, and looked like a scholar, but he had an outstanding boldness, and he didn't grow any hair. This era is very disrespectful, and besides that beautiful woman beside her, she is calm and uneasy in this public occasion.

"Sit, sit, and drink." Xu Zizhen beckoned him to sit next to him, the wine tasted like a man, and from Wu Jie's drinking posture, he knew that this person was not bad, and he made up his friend.

Wu Jie was also not polite, after sitting down, he picked up the wine jar and filled it up for Xu Zizhen, and filled it up himself, and praised: "My little brother has never drunk Jiangnan daughter's red, and today's taste is really delicious."

Xu Zizhen said with a smile: "This girl's red is not a rare item, isn't it sold everywhere?"

Wu Jie also laughed: "It depends on whether it's authentic or not. We sell it at our place, but they are all fake products mixed with water. They taste like cat urine when you drink them."

The two sat down and had a drink, and they became acquainted naturally. Zhuangyuan Pavilion's business was so good that they didn't even have time to serve one of the dishes. Wu Jie hadn't been here for long, so he simply told Xiaoer and ordered him All the dishes were served here, and then he had a bowl with Xu Zizhen and asked, "Brother Xu is probably not a member of the Great Song Dynasty?"

Xu Zizhen touched the back of his head and said with a smile, "Why not? You mean this? I shaved my head when I hurt my head a while ago."

"Oh, fight?"

"It was a war."

"Oh?" Wu Jie's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "Brother Xu is also a soldier of my Song Dynasty? But I don't know which general it is under, and where did the battle start?"

Xu Zizhen waved his hand: "There's nothing to say, I'm so angry when I talk about it, drink and drink."

Wu Jie saw that he was unwilling to say more, thinking that he had lost the war. In recent years, no matter whether the Song army fought against Liao or Xia, they basically lost more than they won, which is not surprising.

At this time, the dishes began to be served one by one. Xu Zizhen ate a few mouthfuls to fill his stomach, and then asked: "Brother Wu seems to be very interested in fighting. Do you also want to join the army and serve the country?"

Wu Jie said with a smile: "My younger brother has joined the army, and now he is one of the generals under Master Qu, the Shaanxi governor."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Xu Zizhen offered another bowl with a smile.

Wu Jie raised his head and drank the wine, appearing to be a little dispirited: "Don't mention it, now that the golden dog is tearing up the agreement and wantonly invading south, I can't do anything, I can only waste my time here... The military department's office is full of court officials. Nan Mian, it took me more than ten days to approve some ordnance."

Suddenly there was a commotion from the other private room next door, mixed with a woman's coquettish laughter, it sounded like it was a farewell party for someone, the voices were so noisy that I couldn't hear clearly, Xu Zizhen was chatting with Wu Jie, and was suddenly disturbed After interrupting the topic, the two looked at each other and shook their heads and laughed, but they didn't care about it.

Xu Zizhen continued to chat with Wu Jie about their own topics, and felt that the more they chatted, the more speculative they became. From what he said just now, he could tell that Wu Jie had suffered in the yamen of the Ministry of War, and he himself had just had a bad nose in the yamen of the Ministry of Officials. Difficult brother and brother, the topic of the two of them went from the current imperial court to the war, and from the war to the formation of troops during the war and so on.

Wu Jie has never experienced a big battle, but he has obviously read a lot of military books, and when it comes to fighting, he is very clear. On the contrary, Xu Zizhen has never read any military books, and even Sun Tzu's art of war only knows the tricks of a soldier. However, this does not hinder the conversation. At the actual combat party, the scholar faction, the two of them talked more and more excitedly, and unknowingly, half of the wine was gone down.

Zhuoya and Ohno couldn't get in the way, they just ate by themselves, Zhuoya was full soon, and she sat and watched, but after a while her complexion became ugly.

When Xu Zizhen turned around and found something strange, he wondered, "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Ya pointed to the private room next door and said nothing, Xu Zizhen listened carefully, and suddenly understood, there are men and women next door, I don't know how many people there are, but what is certain is that those women are obviously not from a good family, and their hormones are soaring due to alcoholism From time to time, there would be that melancholy sound coming from the next door. The private rooms here are all separated by carved railings, and even the smell of wine can easily penetrate to the next door, let alone the sound. No wonder Zhuo Ya felt uncomfortable hearing it. .

Xu Zizhen was also helpless, so he had no choice but to comfort him: "The restaurant is just like this, so you can just pretend you didn't hear it. Those boys will have to leave soon."

Zhuo Ya glared at him and didn't say anything else, but after a while, the noise from the next door became even louder, and the voices became louder and louder, gradually reaching Xu Zizhen's ears.

It sounds like there are a few scholars next door, and their conversations are also full of sourness. Now they are playing with drinking orders. It is not difficult to say one sentence after another, but they have played too much. All the original wine punishments have been changed to pairings. Those women were obscene and kissed and touched.

Xu Zizhen couldn't listen anymore, he knocked on the grill a few times, and said loudly: "It's almost done, if you want to go to the kiln, don't fucking spoil my ears here."

The sound from the next door stopped abruptly, and after a while, the door of the private room was kicked open. Several men dressed as servants stood at the door aggressively, and then came a few young men with square scarves from behind them. Dressed as a scholar in shirtsleeves, everyone smelled of alcohol and their faces were flushed. It seemed that they had been drinking a lot.

The leader held his head high with a look of disdain, walked up to the crowd and said proudly, "Who said that just now?"

Xu Zizhen sat still, glanced at him and said, "I said, what?"

The man was furious: "How dare you be so presumptuous in front of my master? You..." He was talking, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of Zhuo Ya who was sitting pretty, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled lewdly, "Your Excellency, don't you? How about taking the girl... If you are acquainted, let me give this girl, and the master will let you go, how about it?"

Zhuo Ya's face turned pale with anger, Xu Zizhen patted the back of her hand and said without raising his eyelids, "Daye, get out."

Ono jumped up in response, his hill-like body frightened everyone on the other side and took a step back involuntarily, the leader came back to his senses and took another step forward, angrily said: "Master's uncle is the young prime minister of the dynasty, Xiangye!" From the house, how dare you!"

"Wang Fu's family?" Xu Zizhen finally raised his eyelids, looked at him, "Throw it out."