Martial arts: brother-in-law of the son, suppressing Wudi City

"The courage that can only be possessed by a crown prince."

The second prince felt as if he had been slapped with chicken blood.

……

The first spring rain was falling.

Still with bursts of cold.

The people in Chang'an City returned home early and gathered around the warm stove.

Many shops also closed early.

Su Hao stood in the rain, a little speechless.

No, he should be called Yi Cup Wine at this time.

Put on this white outfit, put on that exquisite mask, and prepare to go out to find those gangsters to make trouble.

I don't know, it's raining.

At this time, it is suitable to half cover your face and sleep with Zhao Pan'er in your arms.

Outside the window is the sound of rain, and inside is Zhao Pan'er's panting.

That fits the weather.

Now that he was dressed up, he would go to a bar for a drink like a knight. He picked up an umbrella and walked into the rain.

When I arrived at the bank of the Bian River, I saw a tavern made of bamboo.

There are still a few green bamboos in the yard, rattling in the rain.

A woman in red, leaning against the window of the bamboo building, watched the wind and rain silently.

"Momo Xiaoxiao, fragrant and frozen pear blossom rain." Su Hao smiled, "Acacia girl, pretty."

His unscrupulous words were heard by the woman in purple upstairs.

In a blink of an eye, she saw a gentle man standing in the rain holding an umbrella.

"The wind and rain are like darkness, and I see a gentleman." The woman in red smiled generously, "Why don't you come up and have a glass of wine?"

Su Hao strode into this small restaurant.

The inside is very Jiangnan style, with an artistic conception of quietness amidst the noise.

"Shopkeeper, serve the wine." He called out.

"Objective, go upstairs." A free and easy female voice came from upstairs.

Su Hao strode up to the second floor.

Standing in the corridor, the woman in red is not only glamorous and tender, but also has a chic and unrestrained temperament, as well as a kingly demeanor that is superior to the crowd.

He has an extraordinary bearing, and should not be an ordinary person.

"Boss, I haven't found this restaurant before." Su Hao asked with a smile.

"It used to be a family. I bought it after I entered Beijing and turned it into a restaurant." The woman in red smiled, "Sir, please sit down."

Su Hao sat down.

The woman in red quickly brought wine from the back hall, as well as two plates of delicate snacks.

"Is this just the shopkeeper?" Su Hao asked curiously.

"There are two helpers. If it's raining, let them go home early." The woman in red said.

Su Hao picked up a jug of wine, raised his head, took a sip, and praised:

"Good wine!"

The woman in red smiled loudly:

"The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the spring is fading."

"I play a song for the son."

She sat down by the table, and gently plucked the strings on the table with her slender fingers.

Su Hao couldn't tell what the song was, and there was a sense of sadness in his free and easy way.

Listening to music while drinking, accompanied by the wind and rain outside the window, it is quite elegant.

"There is still such a poetic place in Chang'an City." A voice came from downstairs.

Su Hao turned his head to look.

A man in gray clothes riding a donkey, holding a broken umbrella, looked up.

The two looked at each other.

Su Hao seemed to see an extremely sharp sword.

This is a master.

"My lord, can I ask for a glass of wine?" the man in gray asked.

"One cup is not enough, a hundred cups is enough." Su Hao smiled.

The man in gray came in.

After a while, I went upstairs.

It seems that he looks ordinary, but he has a sense of being out of the world. Standing there, he seems to be integrated with the surroundings.

The woman in red stopped, and smiled at the man in gray:

"Be objective, please sit down."

The gray-clothed man nodded:

"Shopkeeper, serve two jugs of wine, it's his."

Su Hao stood up and said with a smile:

"I'm going to have a glass of wine, brother, please have a hundred glasses of wine."

The man in gray was stunned for a moment, then said:

"I'm under Deng Tai'a."

Now Su Hao was stunned.

Such a coincidence?

After a drink, I met the sword god Deng Tai'a.

The shopkeeper in red laughed loudly:

"Fortunately today, the sword god Deng Tai'a came to my tavern, and Yi Cupijiu, who killed the sword master."

"Dongfangbai, I invite you for this drink."

Su Hao frowned.

Oriental white?

Nima, Dongfang Invincible, the leader of the Demon Cult?

"Easy cup of wine, the big man wears a mask, not cool." Deng Tai'a said, "Oriental girl, cool person."

"Isn't it just to invite you to drink?" Su Hao spread his hands and said.

"Hahaha, that's the reason." Deng Tai'a laughed.

The two sat down to drink.

Dongfang Bai exchanged some pleasantries and continued to play the piano.

The wind and rain outside are getting stronger and stronger.

Su Hao and Deng Tai'a drank more and more recklessly.

"Why did the Sword God go to Beijing this time?" Su Hao asked.

"Repay the favor of others, come to support the martial arts conference." Deng Tai'a said directly.

"Will anyone be able to fight for the leader of the martial arts?" Su Hao asked with a smile.

"No, Jiang Hu martial arts, whoever is the most powerful will be the one." Deng Tai'a spread his hands, "However, I am not interested. There is something wrong with the capital, and I am going to Xishu."

Su Hao smiled lightly.

Seeing that the Dongfangbai song had stopped, he stepped forward and said:

"Oriental girl, I'll play you a song 100, come back next time, and I won't pay for the drink."

With a smile on the corner of Dongfang Bai's mouth, he got up to make way.

Su Hao skilfully strummed across the strings, and when he saw Dongfang Bai, he remembered a song from his previous life: "Laughing in the Red Dust".

Red dust is so ridiculous,

Infatuation is the most boring.

It's okay to be supercilious,

This life is over,

The heart is no longer disturbed.

……

Su Hao played and sang recklessly, chic and unrestrained.

Dongfang Bai was stunned.

This word touched her deeply:

The next life is unpredictable,

Love and hate written off.

I just want to be happy until I grow old.

After the song was over, Dongfang Bai looked at Su Hao and said:

"Who knew that with a glass of wine, people could be drunk all over the world."

"Master Yi's music is more intoxicating than wine."

Deng Tai'a also woke up from the song and laughed loudly:

"I don't ask anyone to understand, I am proud."

"This word is a bit interesting, and it is indeed intoxicating."

"Oriental girl, do you have any wine left? For this song, we have to drink three cups."

Dongfang Bai turned around and brought out some more jugs of wine from the back hall.

The three drank booze.

Dongfang Bai's drinking momentum is not inferior to that of a man.

I don't know how long it took, but the ground was already full of wine bottles.

Su Hao leaned on the table, this time he really drank too much.

Deng Tai'a took a jug of wine, walked while drinking, and staggered out.

"Damn, I really don't give money." Su Hao said in a daze, "Sword God is so free and easy."

Dongfang Bai beside him was also lying on the table, his beautiful face was flushed.

"Ms. Dongfang, I have to go. You are alone, okay?" Su Hao stood up and said.

Dongfang Bai waved his hand.

Su Hao also staggered out, and before leaving, he even drank a pot of wine.

Dongfang Bai looked at his back and smiled intoxicatingly:

"With a glass of wine, you can intoxicate people from all over the world."

Soon.