Yinhu eternal life

What Peter said was quite interesting, and it didn't involve any sensitive and secret things. Yinhu also smiled and listened. He didn't think about what he could get out of the prince's mouth.

"If Babeile is interested, you can go to our country as a guest. I will definitely treat you warmly."

"If there is a chance, there is a wrestling ground ahead." Yinhu pointed to a building in front of him.

After they stepped in, there was a lot of people inside, and there were two completely different worlds from the outside.

In the enclosed area in the middle, there are two people competing. The two shirtless people are in a stalemate. They are blushing and have thick necks, but they can't knock each other down. The onlookers are more excited than the people in the competition. And the sound of scolding filled my ears.

Yinhu frowned, he was still a little uncomfortable in such a messy environment, he had never been here before, because no brother would accompany him to such a place, and it was weird for him to come alone, so he kept thinking about it. Didn't make the trip.

Seeing Yinhu frown, Xiao Dezi went to the person in charge next to him, and then someone led them to the private room upstairs.

For his master to come here, Xiao Dezi disagreed in his heart, and he felt a little relieved when he got to the upstairs room and was finally able to stay away from the messy people below.

The prince who called himself Peter followed Yinhu obediently. This place actually suits him very well. The original fighting and the boiling voice stimulated his blood to boil.

It's just that he prefers bloody fights, such as their boxing match. It's more exciting than this. After a second glance, he turned his attention to Babeile again. .

He had already discovered that this eight-beile was unfamiliar with this place and had a slight dislike, but yes, it seemed that this eight-beile was out of tune with this place.

Seeing the beauty's frown unconsciously, the prince's eyes flashed a smile, and he pretended to be curious: "Is there someone betting over there?"

"Well, yes, but with a silver limit set, Peter can also guess who will win."

"The people who did this were very thoughtful." Peter took the opportunity to compliment him.

Sitting in the upstairs room, he could clearly see the situation below, and the vulgar applause and curses would not cause bombardment to the ears. Yinhu, who had been full of noise just now, gradually relaxed his brows .

In the past two years, the style of martial arts in the capital has gradually risen. This is also what Kangxi deliberately did. No matter how good a weapon is, it cannot throw away the most fundamental people. Weapons still need people to use them. After working hard, the Eight Banners' children were not as good as one generation after another, so he thought of ways to rectify them. The influence of the feudal emperor was always great. As long as Kangxi showed his liking a little, most people would follow his favor.

"I wonder how Peter's skills are?"

Hearing this, the prince looked at the two wrestling men downstairs, contempt flashed in his eyes, he sneered in his heart, and then turned his attention to Yinhu: "I'm ashamed, I'm a civil servant, but I don't have much skill. "

Well, the little beauty still looks seductive, but he doesn't want to look at the two shirtless men downstairs.

The two continued to chat without saying a word. After a long meeting, the winner was finally decided. Without waiting for the next person to come on stage, Xiao Dezi whispered to Yinhu: "Master, it's time for dinner It's time."

Yinhu didn't want to stay here anymore after satisfying his curiosity, and now he just left, so he said, "Let's go, I'll take you to taste our delicacies."

His Excellency the Prince got up, he had been eating the food here these days, and it had to be said that it was really delicious, and he was already thinking of getting some cooks back.

Yinhu took him to the famous Tianxianglou. The food here is clean and delicious. He has eaten here several times.

After having a good meal, Yinhu said abruptly, "Did you enjoy yourself these days, Your Majesty Prince?"

Yinhu said this sentence in the other party's language. Although it was not very fluent, it was also clear and accurate.

The prince who was leisurely playing with the teacup in his hand immediately shot his sword-like eyes, then immediately restrained himself, and said with a smile: "Is Babeile learning our language? But I used the wrong word just now. I'm just a Little subject, Your Excellency the Prince is my immediate superior."

Yinhu switched back to his own language: "It's not wrong, so you don't have to pretend, Your Excellency, it's disrespectful these days."

The prince stared at Yinhu for a while and then laughed. He no longer concealed his aura. There was an evil spirit in his whole body, and the guards around Yinhu became vigilant.

"Have you been eyeing me for a long time? Babeile has such a good look."

Yinhu also smiled: "It's the prince's temperament that is different from ordinary people."

For the beauty's words, the prince took it as a compliment.

Yinhu said again: "The prince has a high position and authority. There must be many things in the country that cannot be separated from the prince. I wonder when the prince plans to return to the country?"

"Babeile dislikes me for staying for a long time, and wants to drive me away?"

"Isn't the prince worried about troubles in the country, or his own safety?"

"Thank you Babeile for your concern, this king knows it well."

"We are all hospitable people. It's just that the prince's small actions in private are not what guests should have. I hope the prince can stop those actions and don't force our Qing Dynasty to turn against your country."

When he said this, the smile on Yinhu's face remained unchanged, but the prince felt the pressure, and his face gradually became ugly.

"I don't quite understand Babeile's words."

"Then let me make it clear. Ben Belle hopes that the prince will stop contacting the princes and courtiers of his country in private. The influence will not be good."

Yinhu was not at all afraid of the prince's devouring eyes: "My lord prince is still within the borders of the Qing Dynasty, so it's better not to be too arrogant."

"Okay, very good, the king knows." This sentence was squeezed out of the prince's mouth. He has never been directly humiliated in this way. This little beauty is very good. I really want to make her more and more He stole it.

"That's good, Ben Baylor still has a small gift to give to the prince."

Yinhu opened a wine jar, poured out a glass of wine, and pushed it in front of the prince.After seeing the prince today, he specially sent someone back to the mansion to get it. Even this jar of wine was specially brewed for the prince a few days ago.

The moment Yinhu opened the wine jar, there was a strong aroma of wine, Yinhu withdrew his hand and continued: "I heard that people in your country are fond of spirits, I think the wine in this jar should suit the prince's taste, why don't you try it? "

"This altar of wine was specially prepared by Ben Baylor for the prince. It took a lot of energy and a large bag of grain to produce such a little wine, but as long as the prince likes it, it's nothing."

The prince has never drank such a strong wine, and the beauty of strong wine is really the best, but this fox-like Babeile in front of him is really so kind as to just give him an altar of wine?

"It seems that the prince still likes this wine. I heard that the prince is very curious about the method of making fertilizer in our country. It's just a pity that he can't tell the prince about it. However, the method of wine making can be considered as a gift to the prince."

What does this mean, Babelor knows that he has made a move on the method of making fertilizer?But how about a mere way of brewing wine for him to stop?It's just that he wants both.

"I also hope that the prince can restrain his undue curiosity, and don't make any undue small moves in the future." Seeing the ridicule flashing in the blue eyes, Yinhu continued to speak unhurriedly: "Otherwise, this wine brewing The law of your country will spread throughout the land of your country. I heard that the people of your country

But alcohol is like life, I don't know if this sentence is exaggerated, when the time comes, do they want the food to save their lives or the spirits? "

Yinhu's gentle words contained undisguised malice. The prince's eyes seemed to gather a storm, and his mood fluctuated violently with Yinhu's words. I have to say that this little beauty's threat was very effective. Insufficient, the war indemnity has caused them a lot of losses, and the war in the Middle East, if a lot of food is consumed for the aristocrat's appetite, probably the country will really be in chaos.

The prince's eyes scratched Yinhu's face like a knife, and Yinhu looked at him with a smile.

The prince suddenly made a movement, leaning forward and pinching Yinhu's chin, and seeing the little fox's face finally changed, he smiled wickedly.

"Presumptuous!" The guards who were staring at the prince wanted to take him down.

Yinhu raised his hand to stop the movement of the guards, but he grabbed the prince's neck suddenly, and slowly tightened it, with a chill in his tone: "You are too rude, I don't like it very much."

The prince's pupils shrank. Unexpectedly, the little beauty's movements were as fast as lightning, and he didn't avoid it. He added lips and smiled more wantonly, not paying attention to the hand on his neck at all.

When the prince was avoiding Yinhu, he had loosened his pliers-like hands pinching Yinhu's chin, and now there were two obvious fingerprints on Yinhu's fair face.

Xiao Dezi looked at the two red fingerprints and jumped anxiously, you damn barbarian!

Feeling that the little beauty's hand was getting stronger, the prince raised his hand to hold that wrist: "Okay, I apologize, just kidding with Babeile, Babeile doesn't really want my life, does he?"

"If I die in the Qing Dynasty, the negotiation will be invalidated. The Babeile house is kind-hearted and doesn't want to start another war, right?"

Yinhu let go of the prince's neck with a cold face, shook off the prince's big hand, looked into his eyes and said: "It's better not to make such a joke, Ben Belle repeats, this is Qing Dynasty, if the prince really wants to It’s okay to sleep here forever, it’s just a little troublesome, compared to the Qing Dynasty, it’s your country that doesn’t want to go to war, the prince should not lose his life, and you will be a sinner of your country after death.”

"The prince has a good time, and Ben Belle will take his leave first."

Yinhu strode away from the room, Xiao Dezi closely followed his master's pace, and gave the barbarian a hard look before leaving.

The prince touched his neck, this little beauty really has a temper!

After going back, Xiao Dezi immediately found ointment and carefully applied it to Yinhu. In fact, it was just that the mark was more obvious, and there was no pain.

But the most important thing was embarrassment, Yinhu put down the mirror and decided to stay in the mansion for two days, believing that the prince would become honest in the future.