Chapter 410 Drunken

It was just four words, but Shen Qingci knew it, he would agree, and he would agree.

"Thank you," Shen Qingci helped Jin Diao straighten the feathers on his body again, Jin Diao narrowed his eyes, and then flew up, but instead of flying out, he flew into the house, needless to say , it went to Shen Dingshan to drink.

Sure enough, the one who got off the road with ease had already flown to Shen Dingshan's courtyard.

"You're here,'" Shen Dingshan laughed, took the jug again, poured himself a glass, and poured another glass for the golden eagle.

The golden eagle jumped onto the table, shoved his long mouth into the wine glass, and was drunk.

Shen Dingshan also drank cup by cup, "When you know wine, there are thousands of cups less," he sighed, and then patted the golden eagle's head, "I can't believe that my best friend, Shen Dingshan, is actually an eagle?"

"But it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter whether it is a human or a eagle, as long as you can drink with me."

He poured himself another glass of wine, and the more he drank, the more sober he became.

"What should I do about my little A Ning?" He sighed, feeling uncomfortable in his heart.

"It's all that damn Qi Yuan, Shen Dingshan smashes the wine glass in his hand, I'll see what kind of retribution he will suffer?"

Do you think so, Shen Dingshan poured an extra cup, he poured it, and the golden eagle drank cup by cup, but when the woman outside came to clean up the yard, he found that one person and one statue were all lying down On the table, especially the golden eagle, he was going to soak his hair in the wine, and he is still drinking dizzy.

Shen Qingci helped Jin Diao to wash the feathers on his body, but he felt a little ugly, but it was okay, he washed a little less alcohol, but he could still smell the alcohol. After drying it, the eagle still didn't wake up. Of course, it also lost a lot of hair. Fortunately, the golden eagle is drunk now. Otherwise, if he knew that he had lost so many feathers, he would not know it. It's not that I feel sorry for those hairs that kill me.

There are two strange problems with this eagle. One is that it loves to eat, and the other is that it loves its own hair. If it loses a feather, it will stare at the feather for a long time, and it has to use its mouth to give the feathers to the eagle. When I picked it up, I don't know where I put it, but this time it lost a lot of hair, and I don't know if it will become a bald eagle if it falls like this.

Just what to do now, "Bamboo."

Shen Qingci called out to Bai Zhu with a headache.

"Well, I'm here," Bai Zhu walked out from the side, and Shen Qingci had long been accustomed to her elusive appearance. It is possible for her to come out from anywhere, and it is not unexpected where she appears.

"Send it back."

Shen Qingci handed the golden eagle wrapped in cloth to Bai Zhu. I don't know how to wake it up. It was kept in the Shuo Wang Mansion, and they should know.

"Okay," Bai Zhu agreed. He also tied the golden eagle to his shoulders as if it was revenge, and went out directly. Is it okay to carry the eagle like this, will the eagle's hair fall off? More.

Shen Qingci stood up and went to see the children. There were already several empty yards in the incense making room. Now that there are more than a dozen children, there is no waste of space.

There is a very long bunk in it. A child can sleep on a small side. They are small. No matter how long the bunk is, they are enough to sleep. Each of them has a place to sleep, a new quilt, There is a small cabinet where their belongings are kept. They work here. No matter how young they are, they will always have their own moon silver, and Shen Qingci was right. In the past, it was not sloppy at all. Even the little rabbits and bears over two years old are very flexible with their little hands. They can do it just by putting the medicine in the bottle. She likes the place where she lives very much, and her benefactor sister, benefactor sister is so nice, take them home, give them food and drink, if they don't let them do things, they still don't want to, they are now living with their hands For themselves, they feel very happy.

Shen Qingci stood by the window for a while, the children were all asleep, the thick and clean quilt was covering them, and they could finally sleep peacefully.

Shen Qingci came out, and then sat in front of the stone table, she leaned her body to one side, and looked at the crescent moon on the horizon.

"Respect for your coldness."

She had a drink.

"Respect for your loneliness."

She had another drink.

"Toast us."

She had another drink.

At this time, the stars are sparse and the moon is bright, but the wind is slightly cool.

Bai Zhu waited in front of the door of Shuowangfu, and someone came to open the door soon after.

"I have something for you."

She untied the burden on her shoulders, and then showed the drunken eagle to the guard at the door. This golden eagle was the most special existence in Prince Shuo's mansion, and no one didn't know it.

When the guard at the door saw the golden eagle that was about to go bald, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times. Could it be the eagle of the prince? But that eagle is very arrogant and cruel. It has been bitten all over the palace, and everyone who bites is afraid of it. This eagle was fed by the prince himself, but what's the matter? Is it going to fade?

They all heard that this eagle raised by the prince loves his hair very much, the hair that is shed. It has to be picked up by itself. How many roots have been lost now, and the eagle seems to be rolling its eyes all the time, isn't it dead?

The guard at the door quickly let Bai Mei in, and also took her to the place where Lao Hengju lived.

Lao Hengju has never liked things that are too fancy, and he is not in Beijing all year round. There are very few people living in this palace. There is not much scenery in the courtyard. There is only a small road made of bluestone, surrounded by plants. Some trees, simple, quiet, but also quiet.

At the door of a small courtyard, two guards stood, they were Changqing and Changgeng, and they naturally knew Bai Zhu.

"Is it drunk?"

Chang Geng poked the hair on the golden eagle, but he was still drunk.

"I told the lord to go."

Chang Geng turned around and walked in. After a while, he came out again, and then bowed his hand to Bai Zhu, "My lord said, thank you for sending it back, it must have caused trouble for you, and the wine of this carving is not very good."

"Don't dare," Bai Zhu also bowed his hands to them, then turned around and left here. She just sent the eagle back. Now that the eagle has been delivered, she should also go back.

Chang Geng took over the statue that had become a mess of mud from Bai Zhu's hands, and walked in.

Luo Hengyuan put down the book in his hand, and then took the eagle from Chang Geng's hand, and saw that although the eagle still smelled of wine, it was cleaned and incense was used.