Just as the lights were held, Shuyu Hutong was still lively. All the well-known figures in the four-nine cities were sitting in cars or rickshaws in front of the doors of Shuyu Hutong. After supporting the scene, they slowly stepped into the gate of Shuyu Hutong. They ran to the street to send messages to buy and the shops delivered food in the restaurants and restaurants, all jogging against the walls to the area where they were going. For a moment, Shuyu Hutong highlighted a scene of fragrant clothes and crowds.

But in front of the door of Chunchun Shuyuan, the lanterns that should have been hung high were picked early, and the two large teapots that were greeting the door in the past were nowhere to be seen. A gold-colored and red-colored post was posted on the closed door. A regular customer who often came to Shuyuan Hutong could understand at a glance that the distinguished guests were waiting for tonight in the Chunchun Shuyuan. Maybe now, I have been drinking for three rounds, the dishes have been five flavors, and the little songs should have sang Yutang Chunju lying on the ivory tusks?

Putting it in the Chunchun Book House, a table of waiting banquets was already placed in the small building where guests were usually served. The dishes ordered from Badaju and Badachun were hot and fragrant. The hot old Fenjiu in Xinghua Village, Shanxi, and the old pacifier and white dried Hengshui are even more fragrant.

Next to a huge table, Mr. Duan was sitting on the main seat, and his face was covered in oil. The small wine pot on his hand had been changed twice. At least half a pound of good wine was needed to get a stomach full of wine.

On the opposite side of Master Duan, Xiang Youbao was sitting upright, but the bowls and chopsticks were as clean as new. A cup of old Fenjiu in Xinghua Village, Shanxi was only shallow, which seemed to be a stance of eating and drinking, but he didn't take it seriously at all.

He squeaked and drank another cup of Hengshui Lao Bazi's original dried rice. Master Duan blinked his small eyes with three-point alcohol. He smiled and shouted to Xiang Youbao sitting opposite him: "Zhao Ye, from now on, you have been dipping your wine and dipped your lips. Isn't this table of wine and food that matches your appetite?"

She smiled slightly at Mr. Duan. Xiang Youbao still didn't touch the bowls and chopsticks in front of him, but responded to Mr. Duan with a smile: "Master Duan, you asked me to come to this spring bookstore today. Could it be that I asked me to have a meal with you? You are the director of the Beijing Municipal Patrol Bureau, but all the reasons that can be said in the Sijiu City are waiting for you to decide the world. I guess you have a rare leisure time all day long to drink tea. Where can you have this leisure and leisure, and you are like this turbulent person who is like me to cough?"

With a silly smile, Master Duan filled the small wine cup in front of him, and said in a man in a man's voice as if he was inadvertently: "Prince, you don't burn fake incense in front of this real Buddha. Do you really don't know what I'm asking you here today... for?"

She shook her head gently. Xiang Youbao responded to Master Duan seriously, "Mr. Duan, I really don't dare to think about this randomly. When I walked to the door of the Chunshu House in the dark today, I was still wondering. You said that if I thought about the message you sent someone wrong, this leak would be really a big blow!"

Suddenly, Master Duan reached out and patted him gently on the table: "You have to say that Master, can you understand my surname Duan? I said Master, we should not go around and try to be patient. I would like to ask you here - do you know any news about the scene in the Six Kingdoms Hotel?"

Holding a stunned look, Xiang Youbao shouted in a hurry: "I say Mr. Duan, you must not argue with me about this! In the territory like the Six Kingdoms Hotel, all the famous figures in the Sijiu City are all well-known. I heard that foreign officials are always staying in it. It is the territory where I can go by those who rely on serving things to make money? Especially... I said on the street that a few days ago, guns and cannons were fired in the Six Kingdoms Hotel. I heard that some people threw thunder in their palms and could do this. That is not a person who can do it. Isn't that the one who can do it by rushing to reach the top, right?"

He blinked his little eyes a little cunningly. Mr. Duan's face, which was originally upright, changed to the silly smile he used to be. He stretched out his big fingers and pointed at Xiang Youbao and said, "Mr., why are you so anxious to take it off? Even if the matter in the Six Kingdoms Hotel has nothing to do with you, the noise in the backyard of Jushu is nothing to do with everyone. But behind the Banyuelou..."

"Master Duan, the chaos behind Banyuelou, but the man who was walking in the scene of Xiao Erbai City No. 2014 saw it, and the words of the whole story clearly explained the whole story of the chaos! You can't trust me, Huozhengmen, and you can't give these men in Sijiu City some face?"

"At that time, Cao Mengde used the emperor to command the princes. Now, Prime Minister, do you rely on so many men walking in the four nine cities to block my surname Duan's mouth? This is a very smart plan!"

He narrowed his eyes slightly, Xiang Youbao didn't respond to Mr. Duan's words, but just stared at the uncertain expression on Mr. Duan's face. After saying something, Mr. Duan stopped talking, but his expression changed constantly, as if he was racking his brains to think about something?

For a moment, there was no movement in the small building where only Master Duan and Xiang Youbao were sitting. Even the slight buzzing sound from the bamboo wires in the light bulb above their heads was clearly heard. It sounded like a nest of hornets circling above their heads...

I don’t know how long it took, and Mr. Duan, whose face changed, seemed to have made up his mind and suddenly slapped Xiang Youbao: "Prince, you said I am really.... These days, because of the things in the Six Kingdoms Hotel, I have really asked those above to teach you a lesson. I am a little confused. Whoever catches me and argues with you! Master, what should I offend you in this way? Don’t go to your heart! This cup of wine is a pity for you, so I’ll do it first!"

Seeing that Mr. Duan changed his face three times in a moment when he was performing, Xiang Youbao held up the wine glass in front of him with both hands and responded to Mr. Duan, who had already drunk the strong wine in his glass, "You are so kind to you, Mr. Duan, I'll accompany you three times!"

After three cups of aged Fenjiu were blown in one breath, a hint of blush suddenly surged on Xiang Youbao's face. He gently put the wine glass in his hand, and Xiang Youbao put his arms around and clasped his fists at Master Duan: "Mr. Duan, this friendship between us is so stable. What are your instructions for asking me to come to this Chunmu Shuyuan today? I'm waiting for you here..."

He sighed heavily in a pretentious manner, and Master Duan sighed helplessly: "Prince, if you want to say that you really have a delicate heart, I really have thought through my surname Duan - I'm here to come here today. It's really a reason why my surname Duan has encountered something that is difficult to encounter. I can only ask you for help!"

He raised his hand to stop the look of surprise and looked like a dying person who was about to finish his funeral while he died, and kept saying: "Zhao Ye, when I say this, you will only hear it. You don't need to say anything if you say it right or wrong! I know that your Huozhengmen and Jushu are already enemies of life and death. Sooner or later, the two groups of people will have to fight against each other in Sijiu City and the drums on the opposite side. This is a grudge between your two families. It's not the turn of my surname Duan, and I don't want to care at all! But if you want to fight again, my surname is Duan.

I just want you to stop making such a big noise from Huozhengmen. My surname is Duan, so I closed my eyes and saw nothing! But it was really a big noise... Prime Minister, you went to the prison of my patrol station last time, and you must have come out without much grievance. If there is a next time, I will not be able to protect you! I will delay your efforts tonight just to say these words to you. Now my surname Duan has finished all my heartfelt words. Prime Minister, I won’t leave you here. You can do it yourself!"

Listening to Mr. Duan's words, Xiang Youbao frowned and hesitated for a moment, but he really didn't answer Mr. Duan's words. He just bowed to Mr. Duan silently, then reached out to him and took out a mulberry paper-paste envelope from his arms and put it on the table, turned around and left the building.

Before Xiang Youbao walked out of the door of Chunshuyuan, two hukous, who had been waiting outside the small building, had already rushed into the small building. One of them picked up the mulberry paper envelope that Xiang Youbao put on the table. When he saw the objects stuffed in the envelope, he was already happy and shouted at Master Duan: "Master Duan, this Xiang Youbao is really a tactful person. This move is..."

With a sneer, Master Duan interrupted the urge tone without hesitation: "Why, just a few pieces of melon can make you happy like this? Today, Master Duan said this table and table, it's not just this little piece of silver!"

He flatteredly put a cup of wine on Master Duan. Another Duan's side responded to Master Duan's words in a voice: "Mr. Duan, our brothers have just heard one ear just now. What do you mean by what you say... I'll ask you more, just like a person who is like a rude urging person in the hot gate. You have explained so many scenes. Is this a bit too much for them?"

He picked up the small wine cup that had just been filled, and Mr. Duan drank the glass of wine in one go, and then snorted coldly at the broken side of him, "You two don't think much about it. Why do you guys who serve things to eat in Huozhengmen dare to spread their posture and stir up the reasons for the chrysanthemum club? It's still a little bit of energy that hit the juncture? Just now, Master Duan said those words, just to ask the people in Huozhengmen to take me back and tell those who take it seriously!"

He looked at Mr. Duan's face with a little drunkenness in surprise, and was holding the broken wine pot in his hand and responded in surprise: "Mr. Duan, do you mean that someone needs to support the Huozhengmen? Then... the master who is difficult to serve in Sijiu City, besides those Westerners, there must be the Chrysanthemum Society and the people of the same... gay society. You have to find out who can support the Huozhengmen...... Duan, what other gods can there be?"
Chapter completed!