Outside Donghua Gate, there is a small restaurant by the canal. The home-produced peach blossom wine is very famous in Bianliang. Because it is fruit wine, it does not require food, so it does not need a wine-making license. However, the output is too low and the income is limited.

, those who can buy peach blossom wine are all from high-ranking families in Bianliang.

There are not many people who can make fruit wine, but there is only one company in Bianliang that can make such a flavor as peach blossom wine.

The third wife of the Xiao family loved this peach blossom wine the most at that time.

A bowl of peach blossoms and a poem was the pursuit of Xiao Min among the socialites of Bianliang at that time.

Of course Luo Gang also knew.

There is strong wine in Tianxiang Pavilion, but Xiao Ao doesn't like it. That's right, he only loves this gentle and fragrant peach blossom wine.

Standing in front of the restaurant in a daze, Luo Gang stared blankly at the door of the restaurant.

It was still the same as before, but in Luo Gang's heart, it was completely different.

Vaguely, Luo Gang seemed to see a woman with peach blossom blush standing at the door, holding a pot in one hand and a pen in the other. She smiled sweetly, took a sip of wine, and wrote a poem. In a moment, she was there.

A song of Qi Jue fell on the gate.

Last year, today, in this door, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red color. I don't know where the human face went, but the peach blossoms still smiled in the spring breeze.

The full moon in the sky is like a jade plate, the boat in the river is passing by leisurely, the wind blows on the soft willows on the bank, and there are even peach petals, which come with the wind and fall on the woman.

At that time, everyone, including the woman's companion, the shopkeeper, and the waiter, were all stunned.

That time, there were Luo Gang, Zhang Cheng, and Xiao Cheng. They made full use of their status as sons of nobles and drove away all the other customers in the store, just so that the woman could come here to drink.

Ichiban.

Now that I think about it, that poem Qijue seems to be an arrangement of fate.

The slightly smoked Xiao Min wrote a poem that was not festive, and could even be said to be full of tragedy.

He raised his head to the sky, took a long breath, and his sore eyes felt better, and he walked towards the shop.

Today's Luo Gang's status is naturally different from before.

At this moment, all the people waiting in the store have been cleared away, and only the shopkeeper and a few waiters are left, standing in the room timidly.

"A pot of peach blossom stuffing!"

Luo Gang didn't say much, and went straight to the small table by the window. Sitting there, he could see at a glance this section of the canal, the garden full of peach blossoms, and the willow trees on the other side.

At that time, he was sitting here, with Xiao Min sitting opposite him, and Xiao Cheng and Zhang Cheng on both sides.

At that time, he and Xiao Min were the principals, and Xiao and Zhang were the companions.

The bowl is as red as blood, and you can drink it all in one gulp.

Luo Gang frowned.

"Why is it bitter?"

The shopkeeper was shocked. He took a step forward, stretched out his hand and wiped it on the mouth of the jar, then put it in his mouth and tasted it.

"Guanren, it always tastes like this, it's not bitter at all!"

He answered carefully.

He didn't know who was in front of him, but he was able to have so many guards arrive in advance and clear out all the guests. It seemed that this person's identity didn't require much thought. He was one of the top groups anyway.

In Bianliang City, if ordinary officials dare to do this, they will definitely be impeached and sent to the capital the next day.

"It's not that the wine is bitter, it's that my heart is bitter!" Luo Gang said calmly after drinking another bowl.

The shopkeeper didn't even dare to speak.

"A thousand cups of wine is too little to meet a close friend, but half a sentence is too much to say nothing!" Luo Gang chuckled, raised the bowl to the non-existent person in front of him and said: "I never thought that I, who pride myself on having a lot of food, would actually have half a bowl of fruit stuffed wine and my stomach would be full of smoke.

Xunran, do you still love this peach blossom stuffed wine?"

The room was quiet.

After sitting quietly for a moment, Luo Gang stood up, put down a few golden beans, and said: "I want to take away two jars of this year's latest peach blossom wine!"

Bianliang City is perhaps the only city in the world without a curfew.

Even though it was almost midnight, there were still bright lights and bustling people near Donghua Gate.

Carrying the wine, Luo Gang walked among the endless flow of people.

The accompanying guards were scattered around, seemingly unintentionally, but they firmly protected Luo Gang in the middle. Anyone with ill intentions who wanted to get close to Luo Gang needed to get through them first.

Finally, the smell of fireworks gradually faded away, and the number of high walls and deep fortifications gradually increased on both sides. A vermilion gate, a stone beast tied to a horse, and a lion guarding the gate could always be seen from a distance away.

It is obvious that the people living in this area are all dignitaries.

Luo Gang turned around and waved seemingly casually.

Among the crowd, an ordinary-looking man strode over.

"You know, right?" Luo Gang's tone was very unkind. "It's impossible for Zhiqiuyuan not to know."

This middle-aged man, Wu Ke, is the deputy director of the Statistics Department and is in charge of Zhiqiuyuan. This time he followed Luo Gang back, mainly to restore the Statistics Department's intelligence network in Bianliang and further north.

After listening to Luo Gang's words, Wu Ke lowered his head and said after a long while: "Futai doesn't want you to be sad about this."

sad?

Luo Gang suddenly stopped.

Sad? He didn't know.

For five years, he had always thought that that person was dead.

He stuffed the two jars of peach blossom wine into Wu Ke's hands and said without any doubt: "Send it to Zhongjing, send it to her hands, don't say you can't do it."

Of course Wu Ke can do it.

As the largest intelligence agency in the south, how could Zhi Qiuyuan of the Statistics Department not have any interaction with the Liao people?

Sometimes, the two sides even exchange information.

Fighting life and death while cooperating with each other, this is a true portrayal of their lives.

"Do you want to bring a message?" Wu Ke hesitated and asked.

There was absolutely no way Luo Gang could write a letter and send it over. Even if Luo Gang wanted to do this, Wu Ke would never send it for him. If he really wanted to force it, he would be agreeing openly and destroying it secretly.

"No need for anything!" Luo Gang shook his head and continued to stride forward.

"Are Futai going to Xiao Mansion?" Wu Ke hurriedly took two steps and asked.

“Go check it out!”

"Let's take the side door, the gate is still sealed!" Wu Kedao said: "There is only a small door leading to the Xiao family ancestral hall."

Xu Wuyan is already very old.

With a stooped figure, he stood beside Luo Gang, watching Luo Gang salute and offer incense.

"It has been five years, and you are the only one who has come to pay homage." Xu Wuyan said, "I want to thank you on behalf of Dalang and Erlang."

Luo Gang nodded and said nothing, but his eyes fell on the bottom row of spiritual tablets. There was a tablet there belonging to Xiao Ai.

By the way, her name is Xiao Chuo now.

Xiao Min, Mrs. Xiao Sanniang, maybe she is really dead!

"Grandpa Xu, I'm going to take a walk in the garden."

"There are people guarding the front!" Xu Wuyan said.

Luo Gang smiled, said nothing, and left.

There was a courtyard wall in front, and the moon gate in the middle was locked. Wu Ke stepped forward and drew his sword without hesitation.

With a clang, the lock was cut open.

There seemed to be the sound of footsteps inside, but instead of moving forward, they were retreating into the distance.

"It should be the guard. He probably knows who is coming, so stay away!" Wu Xiao said.

Luo Gang stepped in.

We walked all the way to the two-story building.

There used to be a pond in front of it. In the summer, it was covered with lotus leaves and red and white lotus flowers were in full bloom. There were also fish playing in the water and frogs croaking.

Now it is covered with weeds, and the boundary of the pond cannot be clearly seen. Looking up at the boudoir, half of the windows are hanging upside down outside, and may fall down at any time.

After clearing the grass and moving forward, they unexpectedly saw the small boat, but there was a wild cat standing on the boat. At this moment, its back was hunched up, its hair was standing on end, and it was neighing at them.

This boat is probably its home!

Maybe there are children of this cat inside, otherwise, a wild cat would have run away long ago when it saw a person.

Half leaning on the boat, Luo Gang closed his eyes and listened to the sound of insects in the garden.

It turns out that the queen of the Liao Kingdom is actually you?

No wonder Xiao Cheng always has a strange expression whenever he mentions the Liao Kingdom.
To be continued...