"Brother Changsun, how did you talk in the morning?" Chen Yu bowed to Changsun Hongdao with a bright smile on his face: "The two ministers will definitely benefit a lot!"

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. The two adults just asked about the situation in Sichuan and asked a little more." Changsun Hong did not expect that it was Chen Yu. Although he met again for a long time, he came to the door in the morning and afternoon, which was too fast.

There was a chair in the hall. Changsun Hong stretched out his hand to signal, and the two of them sat down, and a servant brought tea cups.

After drinking a sip of tea, Chen Yu went straight to the point: "Brother Changsun still remembers that when you were in Hezhou, you gave me a song "Jintangchun"?"

Of course I remember this, Changsun Hong thought to himself, you kid's face was three points wider than the city wall at that time, so he took my words in vain.

"Remember, it happened a long time ago." Changsun Hong nodded.

"Yes, it's been more than ten years. I think back to the past, and I feel a lot." Chen Yu sighed. He was not wearing a white shirt and his expression was much more steady than before. But in a trance, Changsun Hong seemed to see the shadow of the reckless boy in Hezhou City.

Time is a knife, and a knife makes people grow old.

"Brother Changsun doesn't know. I'll take your poem back, and it's a huge effect." Chen Yu was furious and obviously remembered something very pleasant: "I wrote it back to Lin'an, and I took it to the essay to show it to people. It was popular all over the audience overnight! Everyone was amazed, and my father was so happy that he gave me a good horse. It was interesting and really funny."

He smiled and shook his head, looked at Changsun Hong with a self-deprecating look, and said, "For this poem and the friendship I received in Hezhou back then, as a local landlord, I have to invite you to a meal no matter what the old man's responsibilities are. It is better to have a day than to choose a day, so I came. Now the sedan chair and horses are outside the door. I have already booked two pavilions in Sanyuan Building in Qinghefang on Tianjie Street, and they are all ready. Let's go."

"Hmm?" Changsun Hong was caught off guard and felt a little embarrassed.

He grabbed his forehead and said, "I'm afraid this won't work. To be honest, today, Mr. Meng Gong and Mr. Meng suddenly got sick and were in critical condition. I... can't get rid of it. Tonight..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yu pinched the chair in surprise and shouted: "What? Lord Meng is sick? Today I heard that he was attacking the Secretariat, why is he sick now?"

Changsun Hong sighed: "There is an unexpected situation in the world, and no one can predict this."

Chen Yu was surprised for a moment, shook his head and sighed: "Mr. Meng has been in a military service all his life, and he has been in charge of the imperial court. He has been injured countless times on the battlefield. As he is getting older this year, some old injuries may recur, and he will become a serious illness once it occurs. It is a pity."

He sighed and said to Changsun Hong: "It seems that today's trip is a bit abrupt. Some of my friends were friends in the two Huai Army. I heard that some of my brother Changsun's talents were all about to make friends. Several people were coming tonight, but since Brother Changsun was inconvenient, I had to go another day."

Friends in the two Huaihe Army?

Changsun Hong's heart was immediately confused.

The generals of the Lianghuai Army were a breeding ground for famous generals in the Southern Song Dynasty. Anyone who was a little famous in history had been trained from the battlefield of the Lianghuai battlefield. Among them, there were both the Lianghuai Army and the fact that the Lianghuai Army had become the forefront of the Southern Song Dynasty's beacon, and Zhao Kui had cultivated countless good results in the Lianghuai Army for decades.

So he didn't care much about it, Changsun Hong quickly asked, "I wonder which adults will come together tonight?"

"All of them are military generals. Brother Changsun, you know. I am a martial artist. My essay is naturally not as good as a literary star like you. We are like martial arts. Birds of a feather flock together. Of course, those who walk together are all martial arts." Chen Yu said: "There are Xiang Shibi, Lu Wende, and Du Shu, all of whom are like my temper."

Xiang Shibi, Lv Wende, Du Shu!

Changsun Hong's eyes began to open wide, gradually becoming round, and his mouth couldn't help but open, his face was red and white, and the corners of his mouth were tugging, which looked a bit like laughing, and a bit like screaming.

These three people, in the next twenty or thirty years, were all fierce men from Duzhen. Xiang Shibi and Tanzhou were famous for their plans. Lu Wende occupied Xiangyang and fought bravely to the death. Du Shu pushed for the plan to save the Southern Song Dynasty's finances. In the Southern Song Dynasty, which was shaking in the end of the world, these three people were the pillars that supported the building to not fall.

Now, they are waiting in Wazi Xiaoyao's nest not far away, and are about to invite Changsun Hong to dinner.

Changsun Hong's face has been distorted by surprise and incredible.

He wanted to laugh, but felt rude and forced himself to suppress it, but he couldn't hold it back. His facial muscles twitched, like a beating grasshopper.

Chen Yu looked at him suspiciously, not understanding what was wrong with this person.

"Well, Brother Changsun, let's forget it tonight, it's not a big deal, we'll get together again." Chen Yu said carefully, and observed Changsun Hong's expression as he said: "Mr. Meng is seriously ill. It's too late now, so it's not convenient to disturb him. I'll come to see him tomorrow."

Changsun Hong suddenly woke up, stood up, waved his hand and said, "No, no, Lord Meng is already in bed, and someone is serving me, I can't help much. Since Brother Chen has already made arrangements and friends are here, it would be rude that I don't go. I'll neglect them. I will meet again in the future and it will not look good. Let's leave now."

Chen Yu blinked his eyes like a mist falling from the mist.

But since Changsun Hong said he was going, he, the landlord, could not refuse, so Changsun Hong went in and informed Wang Kui, and went out together with Chen Yu.

There were all cars and horses outside the door, and both of them were warriors. They abandoned their sedan chairs and got on the horse and left.

After passing Hengjie, you will go to Yujie, which is the Tianjie mentioned by Chen Yu. People in Lin'an respect themselves and like to call Yujie Tianjie, which means welcoming the emperor.

Going north and crossing Zhong'an Bridge, there are more lanterns on the street. At this moment, the sky is dark and the dusk is dim. The endless sunset is reflected from the sky, and Lin'an's roof is covered with a layer of red. The street market is shrouded in the night, and signs are hung out. The lanterns are brighter and taller than the other. The big ink shop number is written on it, and the brightness can be seen from a distance.

Among the lights, people visiting the night market are endless. Lin'an's night market is brightly lit, candy and meat shops, snacks, soup cakes, and hundreds of food choices. Playing with wine, lacquerware and jade, fragrant soft gauze, thousands of kinds of fun are placed all over the street. The fried white intestines in the middle of the tile, the pyroacillated filling thousand-layer cakes in the west market, the sand dumplings in Xiaorenfang, and the colorful flower candies in Zhong'an Bridge are dazzling and dazzling.

Walking through it, Changsun Hong felt much more intuitive than yesterday's hurried passing experience. A prosperous and prosperous scene of peace poured into people's hearts through his eyes and ears. Everyone's faces were smiling, their voices were like flowers, the joys were everywhere, the laughter of children shouting to eat candy, the dialogues of adults greetings, bargaining in front of the shop, the murmurs in front of the restaurant window, and the small songs floating up from the building gathered into one place, rippling over Lin'an City, like a song that has nothing to do in the world, gradually pushing the joy of the night market to a climax.

"It's so happy to live here." Changsun Hong rode behind Chen Yu, slowly passing through the crowd, and sighed inexplicably: "I wonder what the people fighting in Sichuan would feel when they see this scene."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!