Nightfall Chapter 29: Reunion for seven years
Chapter 29 Reunion in Seven Years
Everyone at the wine table was embarrassed and emotional, Ning Que and Sangsang were in the corner, dialing the shredded pickles in the dish, listening in silence, and the sound of drinking gruel was also very embarrassing. He didn't have much impression of the Master Zeng Jing, but he had a deep memory of the fierce tiger lady. As for the drama of the family fight to go to the palace, he did not know how to judge right or wrong. , Anyway, these things have nothing to do with him, he is more concerned about the situation opposite the doctor’s house......
"Compared with Master Zeng Jing, even if General Lin Guangyuan is down with blood mold... This is not true, he dare to treason and seek rebellion, and die a thousand times is considered cheap, but the mansion... …Those people are really pathetic."
The old man picked up the tip of his chopsticks and pierced the salted egg in the dish, and drank the cheap lotus white with that taste, and sighed, "You haven't seen it with your own eyes. I happened to be there that day. The sky shook the sky, and the head crashed like a watermelon, and the blood...was spilling out from under the gate, which is really miserable."
"I don’t want to speak for the thief, but it’s really unpleasant to think of and think about things in this world sometimes. At that time, the neighborhood knew that there were several officials in the DPRK who had good relations with General Xuanwei, but the incident happened. After that, no one stood up to speak for the general, and there was no one to collect the body afterwards."
The old man put down his wine glass, looked around the restaurant subconsciously, looked at the street outside the door, and said in a low voice: "Have you heard of Chengmen Lang Huangxing? He is a general Xuanwei brought back from the border. It was him who first accused the general of treason. He wanted to ask where this man is now... He has taken refuge in His Royal Highness, and now he is doing well!"
"And the Captain Zhaowu back then, it’s said to be pretty good now. I don’t know if these people think of the heads in General Xuanwei’s mansion when they spend time and drink every day. ."
The tip of the chopsticks is dipped in the egg yolk and the wine is eaten. Although it is slow, they will finish the meal. The Chang'an idlers at the wine table drank up the daily lotus white quota prescribed by the fierce wife at home, and ended the chatting, smiling and biding farewell.
Ning Que and Sangsang are still sitting at the small table in the corner. The porridge on the table was cold early, and the edges of the pickled cabbage were all rolled up by the wind, but obviously there was no intention to leave.
"Master, what is the relationship between you and the General Mansion?" Sangsang looked at him and asked seriously.
Ning Que answered with a smile: "Naturally it is related."
"I'm asking...what's the relationship, not if it's related." Sangsang corrected seriously.
Ning Que was silent for a moment, and gradually constricted a smile, and said solemnly: "But this relationship can't be said. You are my maid now. Once you say it, the court will behead us together."
Sangsang looked into his eyes, knew he was telling a joke, shook his head and said, "Master, you are talking nonsense."
"In my Datang, there are no fewer people killed by nonsense than barbarians." Ning Que laughed and replied, "Sometimes we all know what is going on, but we can’t tell, because Whenever we say that we are going to die, so when we have to say it, then we just keep talking nonsense."
After saying this, he picked up the wooden chopsticks again, rolled up the sleeve on his right hand, and looked back and forth between the five small plates of pickles and two bowls of cold porridge on the table, hesitating what to spend the time next.
At this time, a young man walked into the restaurant. This man was very thin and ordinary. His most obvious feature was black. His black face looked like the bottom of an iron pan after years of use, and it was darker than Sangsang. a lot of.
Sangsang probably rarely sees anyone who is darker than himself. He can’t help but look up and look at it curiously, and feels that it’s a bit impolite. When he was about to withdraw his gaze, he was surprised to find this dark and thin The young man walked towards the corner, her body stiffened slightly, and her right hand reached the middle section of the black umbrella behind her back.
The black and thin man didn't come at them. He sat straight at the table next to them and reached out for a few drinks and food. Sangsang felt a little relaxed and didn't notice that the black and thin man was peacefully working. Sitting opposite each other, very close.
When the thin black man walked into the restaurant, Ning Que didn't recognize him. After all, when they met in the Yanjing Mountain Forest, they were both very young. The other party called him Xiao Ningzi, and he called him Xiao Heizi. Now that so many years have passed, Ning Que has become a teenager, and the other party has also become It's a calm young man.
Ning Que picked up a chopsticks and pickled vegetables into his mouth, and chewed it like a girl who couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing. It wasn't until she chewed a few times that she realized that she was the least favorite. Sangsang’s favorite pickled vegetable head in vinegar.
"It seems that these years have been good." He said with a smile.
Sangsang’s chopsticks just reached the side of the vinegar pickled cabbage head, and his face showed a slight complaint, thinking how the young master turned his temper today and grabbed this food by himself, and suddenly heard Ning Que’s question and reacted. When he came over, he should be asking the black and thin man who had just walked in. The tip of his chopsticks couldn't help but froze on the side of the plate.
The black and thin man's shoulders twitched slightly, and he seemed to be holding back a smile, and said: "How can you not be as good as you? Even your wicked thing can pass the primary core of the college. The little girl deceived her into her little maid, so **** wicked... she doesn't seem to know me anymore."
"She was just a little older seven years ago, and she is not a genius like me." Ning Que picked up the porridge bowl and responded with no anger: "Hurry up and say business, those who killed my family back then How many did you find for me? And how many of the guys who slaughtered your village and later helped Xiahou cover up?"
The black and thin young man replied: "The person who first accused Lin Guangyuan of treason back then, the whole world knows who it is, but the few guys who came out to testify and nail the case to an iron case are not so clear. Only two guys were found out of prison eight years ago and they were still in Chang'an. It’s wonderful to say that these two guys are very common now, and I don’t know if they will regret the decision that year."
Ning Que did not turn his head and thought silently, but the thin black young man suddenly turned around, frowned and said, "Why do you sit back to back? Why do you have to turn so many turns when sending letters? Where did you guys learn all these messes? Things, why do I always feel that we two are meeting like spies from the enemy country?"
Ning Que sighed helplessly, looked at his dark and plain face, and said, "Isn't it a gang that is under the order of the military department to engage in undercover? How do I know that you undercover agents are so unprofessional. "
The black and thin young man smiled, opened his arms and said: "Let him be undercover, for so many years I have to see what you and Sangsang look like."
Ning Que opened his arms unwillingly, and hugged him in the dark corner of this broken restaurant.
The black and thin young man is called Zall, his first friend in the world.
The two of them met at a coincidental time, and the reason for the meeting was also coincidental. It was so coincidental that the two of them only took the time to tell two stories to decide to become partners in each other's life, and never departed.
Because their life path has the same goal: to kill Xiahou.
Or the prince.