Maybe today is really a good day.

Not only did Master Sima get married, Xia Houmao also held a small banquet at his house.

Although he was the only one at the banquet and no one else was drinking with him, this did not prevent him from drinking and enjoying himself.

It doesn't matter if there are no guests, but there are beautiful ladies in the house to accompany you.

But I saw a mess of silk and bamboo, flying gauze, and a dozen singers dancing gracefully.

Under the iridescent ribbon, the bare white thighs are faintly exposed from time to time, like a watery flower at the bottom, or like the stamens in the petals.

Each singer had a bright and charming smile and looked charmingly at Xia Houmao, who was sitting in the main seat.

Xia Houmao narrowed his eyes and shook his head, not sure whether he was drunk or charming.

When he was guarding Chang'an, he kept many concubines in his house.

Princess Qinghe was so jealous because of this that she united with several brothers of Xia Houmao to frame Xia Houmao.

Although Xiahou Mao escaped by chance, he had a complete falling out with Princess Qinghe.

Although the two are now called a couple, in fact they have not interacted with each other for the rest of their lives.

After the two separated, Princess Qinghe followed suit and began to develop a facial expression.

And Xia Houxuan was also happy that no one would disturb him as he cultivated his family skills, and even more intensively cultivated his hobbies.

At this time, I saw a servant trotting up and reporting to Xiahou Mao that Xiahou Wei was visiting.

Xia Houmao, who seemed to be half-drunk at first, had a look of surprise on his face when he heard this. He immediately got up and went to welcome Xia Houwei in person:

"I was just wondering where to find someone to have fun with me, but I didn't expect you to come over, Ji Quan. Could it be that you heard the sound of singing and dancing from outside?"

While laughing, he motioned to the maid to pour wine for Xia Houwei.

Xia Houwei did not raise his glass, but glanced at the family dancer who was still dancing below.

Xia Houmao looked at it and felt a little bored, but finally waved his hand.

After all the musicians and dancers had retired, Xia Houmao raised his glass and drank alone.

His nose, brow, and eyes wrinkled up, then he let them go, smacked his mouth, let out a contented "ah" sound like a sigh, and finally breathed out a breath of alcohol.

"What about the good wine from the west? There are probably not many people in Luoyang who have this wine. Are you sure you don't want to have a drink?"

Xia Houmao swung his empty wine glass and asked.

Xia Houwei shook his head. He didn't want to drink at first, but he seemed to have something on his mind, so he unconsciously picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.

"Huh! That's right!"

When Xia Houmao saw it, he suddenly smiled, as if someone was drinking with him, which was a very happy thing.

He quickly served Xiahou Weiman himself.

"Is this wine peach wine? It was brought here from Shulu?"

After Xia Houwei finished drinking, he also exhaled and was a little confused, "It doesn't look like it."

Xia Houmao said proudly: "The drinking method passed down from the Shu captives is that this peach wine is not ordinary peach wine. It is much stronger than what we drank before. When drinking, we need to add other things."

Xia Houmao took another sip of wine. He didn't know if it had been a long time since he had any guests. Taking advantage of the wine, he immediately came to talk:

"Don't mention it, there are so many new things in Shulu, and they can do all kinds of tricks when drinking."

"Just like those candles. In the past, even the palace of Wei Dynasty couldn't get many candles. What about now? Hey!"

Xia Houmao patted his thigh and said, "The caravans coming from the west sell them box by box!"

"That thing is smooth, round and white, as beautiful as white jade. Compared with them, Gongzhu is far behind."

"I heard about Sima Ziyuan's marriage, and the house bought hundreds of candles, tsk tsk tsk!"

Xia Houwei listened to Xia Houmao's chatter silently, and after drinking another glass of wine, he asked:

"I heard that the caravan heading to Guanzhong this time contains people from your family?"

"Yes." Xia Houmao nodded and looked at Xia Houwei, "Why, your family also wants to go? It's late. Next time, remember to go to the Taifu's family early to beg."

The caravans leaving Luoyang do not just leave as they please, but they have quotas.

Who can go and who cannot go must obtain the consent of the Taifu Mansion to prevent some people with evil intentions from collaborating with thieves.

Whether he is a thief or not must depend on whether he is loyal to the great Wei Dynasty or not.

Especially this sincerity, sincerity of sincerity.

"The three Xiahou clans are now trapped in Luoyang. What method did you use to get the Taifu to agree to let your caravan out of the city, and to go to Guanzhong?"

Xia Houwei had never thought of asking about this before.

After all, it is not easy for every family of the Xiahou clan.

In addition, when the late emperor was still alive, they tried to minimize interactions with each other, which could also reduce a little suspicion from the emperor.

Especially after Xiahou Ba fell into the hands of the Han Dynasty, Xiahou Yuan's lineage was the most low-key.

At this time, Xia Houmao heard that Xia Houwei kept asking about this matter, which made him a little surprised:

"What? Do you really want to participate?"

Xia Houwei did not answer, but looked straight at him:

"You haven't told me yet, why did the Grand Master let your caravan leave Luoyang for Guanzhong?"

"Hey, what's the point?" Xiahou Maohun replied nonchalantly, "When I was appointed General of Anxi, I had been the Commander-in-Chief of Guanzhong for nearly ten years, and I still know some people in Guanzhong."

"The Tutor allows people from my family to go to Guanzhong, because he is interested in these connections..."

Before Xia Houmao finished speaking, he heard a "bang", interrupting him.

After a closer look, it turned out that Xia Houwei had thrown the wine glass directly on the table.

The wine glass rolled a few times, fell to the ground, and broke into pieces with a "bang" sound.

Xia Houwei stared coldly at Xia Houmao, who was not ashamed but proud of him, and was angry that he refused to argue:

"How is this different from being a traitor?!"

Xia Houmao was originally kind-hearted, but when he saw Xia Houwei's words and actions, he was stunned for a moment, and it took him a while to realize:

"What do you mean?"

Xia Houwei looked at Xia Houmao expressionlessly:

"These wines, as well as the candles you mentioned, even the brown sugar that wealthy families in Luoyang are looking for, and even the woolen materials and silks that have been in short supply these years."

"Even if you are in Shu, if you don't have access to these things, you probably won't be able to buy them if you want, right?"

Seeing the unhappy look on Xia Houwei's face, Xia Houmao understood that it was a rare occasion for the other party to come here, and he actually wanted to ask for help?

But seeing him sneer, he asked: "What do you want to say?"

"The Wei and Shu captives have sworn to be incompatible, so they would be so kind and sell you so many good things? Don't forget, when you were in Guanzhong, you..."

This time it was Xia Houwei's turn before he finished speaking, and was interrupted by Xia Houmao: "Shut up!"

But when Xia Houmao's face turned red, he didn't know whether he was drunk or angry, so he smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

"Thief Feng! Who knew about Thief Feng's viciousness back then? Not to mention me, even if it were someone else, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to escape this thief's vicious scheme. Do you blame me? How can you blame me alone!"

The fact that he was tricked by a thief in Guanzhong without knowing it was actually a scar that Xia Houmao could not heal over the years.

Fortunately, over the years, the Wei Dynasty has suffered more and more losses at the hands of this thief.

In comparison, the Guanzhong incident back then was not so conspicuous.

Unexpectedly, Xia Houwei would actually talk about this matter in front of him today. How could he not make him shocked and angry?

"The Taifu even lost Guanzhong. When Feng was attacking Bingzhou and Hedong, which of the many important ministers in the Wei Dynasty could guess?"

Xia Houmao stood up and glared at Xia Houwei. He was probably so angry that he started to foam at the mouth:

"The late emperor..."

"Okay!" Xia Houwei also stood up and shouted, "Stop talking any more!"

The two of them glared at each other for a long time like fighting cocks. Finally, Xia Houmao sat back first, picked up the wine bottle and drank several sips.

"Cough cough cough!"

Unexpectedly, I drank too quickly and choked.

He coughed several times and put the wine bottle firmly on the table:

"Why don't you say it? Why can't you say it? Our Xiahou family has a share in this Great Wei, right? This Great Wei world was not conquered by the Cao family, right?"

"You..." Xia Houwei wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

Xia Houmao's eyes were already red:

"How many years have Emperor Wu and Emperor Wen left such a huge empire? Only a few years!"

"During the years I was guarding the pass, I never lost an inch of my territory. What happens next?"
To be continued...