A poor son 111

There was no extra look on Sanlang's face, but Boss Yin's face was a little resentful.ggaax

He bowed to Bai He and whispered: "Brother Bai, I feel wronged too. My dear brother is a pure prince. When he arrives at Sanlang, he becomes the King of Xiaoyao. Oh! What a King of Xiaoyao is inappropriate. This prince is just a joke."

Sanlang didn't say anything, just listened, but he wanted to hear what this Baihe would say.

Bai He looked calm and waved his hands repeatedly: "Brother Yin, disaster comes from the mouth, disaster comes from the mouth. The word "Xiaoyao" is also a good word. It is easy to fall in love and freely, and it is not good to be happy? Isn't it better than those who are immersed in the labor of the document?"

Sanlang smiled in his heart. Not to mention that the emperor asked him to enter the cabinet, even if he didn't ask him to enter the cabinet, he didn't think there was anything. A prince's title has enough status and status. He can't spend all the money he earns from doing business. He doesn't have to worry about anything and do anything every day. This is his ideal perfect life.

Others think that not giving real power is not being valued, but for him, it is something he is unwilling to do.

So, life pursuits are different. His provocation can only be soliciting, which makes his heart rise. He can't help but laugh at him. If he wants to be really free, he will not bother to rush himself and say something neither salty nor light.

He only listened with a smile along the way, without saying much.

In the pavilion by the lake, three people sat down. Then, dishes were served one by one.

Bai He poured wine himself: "Prince, how does it taste like this wine? It is brewed by home and will not be taken out at any time."

Sanlang frowned slightly as he saw the bright red wine pouring into Liuli's cup. He might not be good at anything else, but he still has some ability in wine.

First, the utensils were used. They might think that this thing was luxurious enough, but Saburo seemed to have a poor purity and had too much impact on the visual effect. And the wine, he frowned only when looking at the utensils that contained the wine. If it weren't for the fact that the craftsmanship of the red wine was really not good now, it was because they regarded their father and son as country bumpkins and used the things to fool things.

Seeing Sanlang frowned, Baihe smiled and said, "This is not a wine from the Western Regions, it is made from home. Compared with the wine from the Western Regions, what's the difference?"

Saburo picked up the cup and chanted, "Grape wine luminous cup, and the pipa is about to drink it. Mr. Bai, your wine glass is a bit unsatisfactory."

Bai He was stunned, and never expected that Saburo would say this again. He sat upright: "The prince's words are really fresh."

"What's new about this?" Sanlang glanced at the other party, "How can we not pay attention to wine utensils when drinking this wine? This Fenjiu can only be used to use a jade bowl and a jade cup to add a color. It is said that 'the jade bowl contains amber light', which is what it means. The white wine outside the pass should also use a rhinoceros horn cup to add a mellow aroma. This sorghum wine must be chosen to have a bronze cup, which is enough to taste. Mier wine does need to drink it to show its vitality. As for the wine brewed by the nectar of herbs, it must be an ancient vine cup. A hundred-year-old ancient vine can bring out the fragrance of the plants." He disliked him.

He looked at the glass glass, shook his head, shook his glass slightly, and then said, "This wine is only brewed in the old year. It tastes sour and has astringent taste. I took it to the kitchen as a seasoning and used wine. Now I can't drink it now. It's evening, and the color of the wine is covered. If I were watching it at noon, I'm afraid the wine will still be a little turbid. It's really not worth it..." As he said, he smiled awkwardly and bowed to Baihe: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm just not good at this, very honest! I'm very honest! I'm still sorry."

Boss Yin's face became strange. Bai He had taken out this wine before and said that he had been aged for a hundred years. He was drinking it at that time, but he praised it very much. Could it be that people coaxed him as a local bun?

It's really outrageous!

Seeing Sanlang put down the cup in his hand, Bai He smiled and said, "I am ignorant and I really don't know that this wine has so many things. Especially the few poems the prince recited, it's really good." He turned his head and ordered the girl who served him, "Didn't you hear it? Let's change to Fenjiu." As he said, he said to Sanlang, "We don't have other wine utensils, but this jade bowl and jade cup are nothing in our house. With the best Fenjiu, I can't wait to learn something." But I didn't mention the wine at all.

Sanlang smiled and stopped talking.

This time, Bai He did not become arrogant anymore, poured wine and said light words.

After three glasses of wine, the sound of the piano sounded from afar, through the sound of water.

Saburo couldn't help but look up at the opposite side.

I saw a woman in white on the pavilion in the middle of the lake, gently twisting the strings. The wide sleeves and skirt were slightly raised under the blowing of the lake wind. This was naturally much purer than the shots on the TV movies. They used the fan effect, but they didn't know how many passive knives they had on the beauty's face. Coupled with the superb dressing skills, he couldn't easily believe that he saw the beauty through the screen. But this is different.

Natural! Too natural!

Even if you can't see your facial features clearly and only look at your body shape and temperament, you will know that you must be a peerless beauty.

Bai He glanced at Sanlang and said to Old Yin: "Brother Yin, the painting you wanted to appreciate last time has been framed. Otherwise, go to the study room to take a look?"

Boss Yin glanced at Sanlang and saw that Sanlang's eyes were all in the middle of the lake. He cursed in his heart that he was useless, but he stood up and followed Baihe.

Sanlang smiled in his heart, and he wanted to see what kind of beauty is called the Bai family so confident that he would fall under her pomegranate skirt.

He stuffed the wine in his cup in one sip. Then he stood up, walked along the lakeside, up the Jiuqu Bridge on the lake, and walked towards the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Although I was prepared and knew that this would be a beauty, I still didn't expect it to be a beauty of this level.

The hands are like tender horns, the skin is like cream, the collar is like a thorn, the teeth are like a gourd, and the eyebrows are like a moth.

He thought that such a beauty was only in people's imagination, but he didn't expect that she would really appear in front of him.

"Prince!" She bowed down and fell in front of him. Her voice was like a yellow oriole that was coming out of the valley, clear and gentle. She lowered her head and stood by herself, and could only look down along the back of her neck. The wide collar did not cover a trace. From above, you could just see the snow-white back.

Sanlang felt dry mouth in an instant, but his heart was getting stronger.

This is just like those who asked him to invest in the past. The more beautiful the woman he sent was, the more they wanted to get from themselves.

He loves women and beautiful women. But there must be a prerequisite, that is, he can pay the price.

He stretched out his hand and saw the woman gently put her hand in the palm of his hand and stood up softly with the force.

This woman is too beautiful, but she is definitely not.

Saburo quickly came to this conclusion. Although he couldn't tell his age, he was definitely not a girl in his 17 or 18 years old. Adults in his twenties should be similar.

As a woman who is a bargaining chip, he is used to estimating her value from the perspective of looking at the goods.

"What's the name?" Sanlang asked while sitting on the stone bench in the pavilion.

The woman raised her head slightly, and a hint of blush appeared on her face: "The prince called me, Pan'er."

"Pan'er?" Saburo lifted Pan'er's chin with a fan, looked at the face carefully, and after a long time, he said, "I think I'd better call you Pan'er. What do you think?"

Pan'er's eyes lowered: "What is the prince's name, what is it?"

Sanlang stretched out his hand and took Pan'er's hand, "Will you go home with me?"

Pan'er struggled a few times: "Your Majesty, it depends on the meaning of the concubine and the adoptive father."

Sanlang then let go of his hand gently, then looked at Pan'er and smiled: "Okay! You are waiting for me to pick you up."

As he said that, he walked back with great strides.

Baihe was already waiting by the lake, "Is the prince still satisfied with the appearance of his little girl?"

Sanlang couldn't help but think of Wang Chong who offered Diao Chan to Dong Zhuo. This guy had a great plan.

Therefore, he really couldn't refuse him. He really couldn't bear to refuse him when he said that in his heart.

It would be a pity for a woman with such a look to miss it. Instead of asking her to turn around and turn with other men, it would be better to treasure it yourself.

"Miss Pan'er's appearance is naturally the first-class. Such a beauty, let alone being moved, is the emperor..." Sanlang said this, and his tone paused slightly. Seeing Baihe's eyes flashing, he continued: "The emperor is also a man. You should know that no man will not be moved by such a beauty."

Bai He smiled: "How can you afford to be so proud of the prince? It's just that the little girl's appearance is really... I want to find a man who can protect her. If the prince is interested, I will send the little girl to the prince's mansion tomorrow. What do you think?"

Sanlang laughed: "Although I know Mr. Bai wants to ask for something from me, there is no way. I really fell in love with you at first sight and I wish I could take Miss Paner home immediately. I didn't care much." As he said that, he smiled and walked back, "Tomorrow, I will be waiting at home, don't let me wait in vain."

Bai He smiled slightly and bowed to see him off.

Boss Yin had been waiting for a long time on the carriage outside the villa. Seeing that Saburo had come out, he quickly said, "How is it?"

Sanlang smiled and nodded.

Boss Yin whispered, "Listen to your father's advice. You can look for a beauty again when you lose it, but some things cannot be delayed. Why don't you give her to the emperor? Your title can inherit several generations, and it's also for future generations."

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