The prince is very fierce. Chapter 9: A jar of wine in the Qingshi Lane of Dayefang. After a long time of lively battle in the imperial city, it slowly stopped after March. However, there were still more people in the alley than before. The drinkers walking with their arms around were talking about big and big things in the world.

Since the emperor was preparing to decide the Ten Martial Arts, the Investigation Department released the news and selected several bandits for the gangsters to compete for. At present, those who were fighting and killing were almost out of the way. Who can become the first candidate for the Ten Martial Arts and the first person of the Eight Beauties of Zhaohong are all topics that the wine lovers in the jianghu are talking about.

At noon.

Xu Buling had already taken the car frame to Furong Temple outside the city. Furong Temple was a little far from Chang'an City, and it was obviously not suitable to run back and forth every day. Mrs. Lu said hello a few days ago and asked Manager Sun to prepare two tanks of broken jade and boil it out of the city to drink slowly.

Two guards led the carriage, and Lao Xiao slowly walked into the alley with a crutch. Because of the arrival of every day, he even greeted his familiar face on the way.

In the wine shop, Manager Sun was a little busy. While greeting the drinkers, he heard the sound of a carriage. He turned his head and glanced, and laughed:

"Come here? Why didn't I go to the backstreet to tell the story today..."

Old Xiao stopped at the door of the restaurant with a crutch:

"I have to go out to the city and run through my life until I'm old, there's no way..."

"Haha... the wine is ready long ago..."

Manager Sun pointed to the two big wine jars in the corner of the wine shop, and the servant ran in and put them on the carriage with the wine jar.

After chatting for a long time, Lao Xiao jumped under the carport and sat down, and drove to the outside of the city.

Although it was drizzling, the Zhuangyuan Street was still bustling, and merchants traveling from south to north were coming down the eaves.

As soon as the carriage left the alley, Lao Xiao suddenly heard a hawking sound on the street, and his accent was obviously the barbarians outside the border:

"Good wines outside the border... take a look..."

In a blink of an eye, on the small street outside Qingshi Lane, a bearded man in strange clothes stood under the eaves to hide from the rain, pushing a small cart with many wine jars inside, and the faint fragrance of wine could be smelled from afar.

"Oh……"

Lao Xiao is also a regular drinker. He knew that the things were good as soon as he smelled it. He immediately asked the eldest and second brother to stop the carriage, jumped down and walked up to him with a crutch, and looked at the carriage a few times:

"Youngsheng, how do you buy this wine? What's the point? Let's listen..."

The man standing under the eaves to hide from the rain, with brown hair and beards and colorful clothes. There are quite a lot of foreigners dressed in Chang'an.

Seeing a guest coming, the man spoke politely with an exotic accent:

"The old man is obviously an expert. This wine was made from Mobei. He used Tianshan Snow Lotus, Changbaishan Ginseng, tiger whip, deer whip..."

There are so many chattering.

Old Xiao tsk his mouth and looked at the wine jar:

"Whip?"

The foreign merchant smiled embarrassedly: "...The whip is a thing that makes money, so I will definitely not bring it out... Otherwise, you always taste it? This wine is the only one in the family, and a man drinks the woman..."

Old Xiao sniffed it carefully and found that the wine was indeed good. He asked the vendor to take a sip. He felt it a little and curled his lips:

"Tiger bone wine is just tiger bone wine, what kind of tiger whip is deer whip... I'm old to bully the old man?"

The vendor smiled and raised his hand and said, "The old man is indeed an expert. He must be a wine fairy when he was young. If you want good ones, there are also small ones here, but you won't sell them..."

When Lao Xiao heard this, he understood the meaning and raised his chin: "It's a mule or a horse to take it out for a walk. It's such a good wine. You will have a good time and drink it in the next life."

The vendor first looked at the carriage in the distance, then looked at Lao Xiao's clothes. The gloomy wooden wolf-headed crutch on Lao Xiao's hand was given by King Su. Just looking at the color texture, you can tell that it is not an ordinary product.

After confirming that he was really here to buy good wine, the vendor nodded, squatted down like a thief, searched the car, took out a wine jar, placed it carefully on the car, and first wiped his hands before opening the plug.

Old Xiao leaned closer and smelled it, narrowed his eyes slightly, and was about to carefully appreciate it, the vendor covered the wine jar, as if he had lost two kilograms of meat: "Old man, this has been transported from the Western Regions for thousands of miles. This is the only one in the world. I can't bear to drink it if I keep it myself, so I won't sell it..."

Old Xiao was really interested in the wine, and he chuckled with a crutch and said, "I offer a price. If my young master likes it, you will be rewarded."

When the vendor saw this posture, he immediately became a little serious. He held the wine jar and was reluctant to leave. He had been struggling for a long time. The acting actor could not bear it anymore, so he gritted his teeth and stretched out two fingers:

"Twenty taels!"

Old Xiao sighed, raised his hand and nodded: "You won't be useful to give you a chance, just..." As he said that, he took out a ingot of silver, picked up the wine jar and left.

The vendor was stunned and smiled quickly and said, "Master, you misunderstood. Twenty taels per pound, three pounds per jar..."

"Businessmen, honesty is based on their own price, and the price is the price..."

Old Xiao held the wine jar with one hand, opened it and smelled it, nodded with satisfaction, and looked back.

The vendor was sending the silver to his mouth. After seeing it, he quickly laughed, kicked the silver into his arms, pushed the cart away, looking afraid of returning the goods.

Old Xiao sighed and jumped onto the carriage again, headed towards the outside of the city...—

The imperial tomb of the late emperor was built in the eastern suburbs outside Chang'an City. A nearby village where the tomb guards lived, and several old concubines of the late emperor also lived in it.

A few days ago, the empress dowager greeted the palace and wanted to stay in the palace for a few days. She wanted to stay in the imperial tomb for a while. Her original intention was to save Xu Buling, stay in the imperial tomb for a few days, and then commit suicide by taking poison, writing a final note, pushing the cause of death to anxiety and illness.

As for the test after death, you will definitely find that she is not a virgin, but this kind of thing is related to the face of the Xiao family and Song family, and no one dares to make it happen. At most, I can scold her secretly and finish it.

But now it is a "longer a day" and the empress dowager has lost her body. She cannot die or live. She dares not run to the tomb of the late emperor to live openly. She is afraid she will not dare to sleep at night.

So, the chaotic empress dowager could only sleep with Qiao'e outside the imperial tomb for a night, then hurriedly left, and asked her brother Xiao Chuyang to hand in the palace and arrived at the Summer Resort at the foot of Yufeng Mountain on the grounds of praying for blessings to Song.

The Empress Dowager was originally an outsider, living alone in Changle Palace. Her background was so big that she was frightening. Knowing that the Empress Dowager was bored in the palace, the Song clan relatives didn't say anything.

On the first day of March, Shunfeng Mountain is shrouded in misty mist and rain.

The Guanjia Summer Resort is located in a valley behind Shunfeng Mountain. It is very large in scale, while Furong Temple is on the top of the mountain, and it is very far away and can be seen from afar.

The Queen Mother was wearing a long red dress and stood in the viewing pavilion of the villa. Ten thousand colorful koi swam around the lakeside, but she had no time to see it.

At the end of the vision, at the foot of the low-high Shunfeng Mountain, a convoy slowly passed through the market at the foot of the mountain under the rain, and gradually arrived outside the Taoist temple with white walls and green tiles.

The queen mother held her hands tightly, her face involuntarily began to turn red and hot, and she remembered a ridiculous night...

"Twisting your waist...be good..."

"Good brother..."

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