Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 297 Crying
"Xiaomin's name is Cao Wenzong, and the generals are called by others randomly, so it's not true!" Cao Wenzong blushed, and hurriedly explained that he saw that Wang Wenzuo was able to attend the New Year's Eve banquet of the Prince of the East Palace. If the other party takes this nickname seriously, it will be a disaster.

"I've seen Ah Man's swordsmanship before, it's really amazing!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "You are his teacher, so naturally you are even more outstanding. You can be a general!"

"I don't dare!" Seeing that Wang Wenzuo had no intention of pursuing it, Cao Wenzong secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just some tricks for fun, and I shouldn't be appreciated by your lord!"

"Master, look!" Ah Man took another silver plate on the railing: "Didn't you just complain that the cakes were too bland and unpalatable? These are eaten by the people in the hall. I'll eat them for you." Enough!"

When Cao Wenzong heard his disciple expose his old background, his face changed drastically, and he hurriedly reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense, when did I say that the cake tasted bland and unpalatable!"

"General Cao!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "There are more than two hundred people in the lower hall of the East Palace today. The kitchen must be too busy, so I waited for you. These things on the plate are what I asked for temporarily from the maid, and I don't have them. If it has been touched, you can eat it with confidence!"

"Your lord calls me Cao Wenzong, and Cao can't afford to be a general!" Cao Wenzong smiled bitterly: "As for whether your lord has moved or not, it doesn't matter. I, Cao, are Lehu, and you are the imperial court." Commander, the guests in the East Palace, it is Cao's blessing to eat your leftovers!"

"You are Lehu?" Wang Wenzuo looked the person in front of him up and down. He knew that most of the people who performed in the hall just now were court Lehu, but the sword dance was different from other songs and dances, and judging from Ah Man's performance, this What Cao Wenzong knew was probably not just performing sword dance, but actual combat swordsmanship.How can a person like this be a low-status happy household?
"Not bad!" Cao Wenzong sighed: "I made you laugh!"

"Lehu and Lehu have one nose and two eyes. If you are hungry, you have to eat and if you are thirsty, you have to drink!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile, "you'd better eat quickly, otherwise everything on the plate will be completely cold!"

"Xiaomin obey!" Cao Wenzong was really hungry, and at first he just wanted to put it off, but Wang Wenzuo didn't look like he would blame him, and the food on the plate was really delicious, so he ate it faster and faster. He swept away the contents of the silver plate, put the plate on the ground, and bowed to Wang Wenzuo: "Thank you, sir, for the food!"

"It's okay, you've done me a favor by taking care of Xiaoman these few days, and this is my thank you!" Wang Wenzuo bent down to pick up the silver plate, and was about to return to the hall when suddenly a burst of words came from his ear. The sound, if you listen carefully, it sounds like a woman crying.

"Hey! Listen, you two, there seems to be a woman crying over there!" Wang Wenzuo asked, pointing to the source of the crying.

"It's really a woman's cry!" Xiaoman listened carefully: "It's so strange, isn't today New Year's Eve? How can someone cry so badly on a good day to celebrate the New Year's Eve?"

"It's not surprising at all!" Cao Wenzong looked at the source of the cry: "The source of the cry is Ye Ting Palace, there are many sad people in that kind of place!"

"Yeting Palace? What's that place?" Xiaoman asked puzzled.

Cao Wenzong glanced at Wang Wenzuo before carefully answering: "This Yeting Palace is a place where criminal women in the palace are imprisoned. For the people there, 360 days a year, every day is a dead end. There is nothing wrong with New Year's Eve." New Year's Eve!"

"Sinful woman?" Ah Man asked, "How can someone commit a crime in this palace?"

"Why don't people commit crimes in the palace!" Wang Wenzuo sneered: "Forget it, Ah Man, give me the plate. This is the tableware of the East Palace. I have to return it!"

"Well, I'll thank you then!" Xiaoman handed the plate to Wang Wenzuo with a smile, and said with a smile, "You want to spend the Lantern Festival in Chang'an, right?"

"Well, my new report will probably not be issued until the end of this month. If you want to go to Xinluo with me, this Shangyuan Festival must be in Chang'an!"

"That's great, how fun is the Lantern Festival in Chang'an? Then I will take you to the Lantern Market, where there are all kinds of lights!"

Looking at the girl's beautiful smiling face, Wang Wenzuo's heart warmed up, and he nodded with a smile: "Okay, as long as there is no order from the superior that day, we will go to the Lantern Market!"

After returning the silver plate, Wang Wenzuo returned to his place. Jin Renwen had already returned. When he saw Wang Wenzuo's figure, he smiled and raised his wine glass: "Hehe, what kind of beauty has taken away Sanlang's soul?" !"

"There is no beauty, it's just a convenience!" Wang Wenzuo sat down with a smile: "Didn't you also go away after letting go? Was it seduced by some beauty?"

"Of course it's His Majesty the East Palace!" Jin Renwen sighed, "Do you know what you missed just now? After I told His Highness the polo method you just told me, His Highness was very happy, and he wanted to immediately What a chance to see you, but you are not here!"

"What a pity!"

"But why do I think it's a pity that you don't think so!" Jin Ren asked suspiciously as he looked Wang Wenzuo up and down: "Don't you want to get too close to His Highness?"

Is this guy a woman?Intuition is too accurate, right?Wang Wenzuo secretly sighed that he really wanted to leave Chang'an as soon as possible. He knew very well that if he stayed here because he was greedy for the prosperity and sweetness, sooner or later he would be labeled as belonging to this person or that person, and finally he would be sucked into this huge vortex and be sucked into it. Crushed to pieces, reduced to food for the insatiable beast of power.My future is in Northeast Asia, which is full of swamps, lakes, forests, meadows, mountains, and oceans, which are boundless and extend to the extreme northern wilderness covered by ice and snow all year round. If you sail along the Thousand Islands, Maybe you can also cross the Bering Strait and reach the New World.

Yes, it is wild, dangerous, barren, and rarely inhabited; but it is also rich and full of hope.Compared to staying in the ready-made old world in front of him, he prefers to go to a place with nothing to conquer, develop, and build his own new world.In this new world, brave men could plow their fields with spears, sow seeds, and be richly rewarded.It's not a person who is all over the body, not a silkworm farmer.

"Okay! It's all up to you!" Jin Renwen sighed helplessly: "Maybe you are right. Except for gods and Buddhas, who can predict their own destiny?"

"I don't think gods and Buddhas can predict their own destiny!"

(End of this chapter)