Daughter red is a type of glutinous rice wine, mainly produced in Shaoxing, Zhejiang, China. As early as the Song Dynasty, Shaoxing was a famous wine production place. Shaoxing family gave birth to a daughter. When the child was full of month, they would choose several jars of wine, seal the mouth of the jar, buried underground or hidden in the cellar, and take out the entertainment of relatives, friends and guests when their daughter gets married, so it is named "Daughter red"!

This famous Shaoxing "Hua Diao Wine" is also known as "Dao Ye Wine". As early as the "Southern Plants and Trees" by Jihan, a native of Shangyu in the Jin Dynasty in China, it was recorded: "Dao Ye Wine was a must-have item for a rich family to give birth to a daughter in the old days, and it was a must-have item for marrying a daughter."

Speaking of this daughter Hong, there is another story! Once upon a time, there was a tailor in Shaoxing who wanted children after marrying his wife. One day, he found out that his wife was pregnant. He was very happy and rushed home excitedly, brewing a few jars of wine, preparing to entertain relatives and friends when he was in bed. Unexpectedly, the wine brewed too much and the friend didn't finish it, so he buried the remaining jars of wine under the osmanthus tree in the backyard.

Time flies, and my daughter grows up and is smart and smart. When her daughter finds her husband, she happily holds a wedding for her daughter. On the day of marriage, the tailor is very happy to drink. Suddenly, she remembers several jars of wine buried under the osmanthus tree more than ten years ago, and digs out to treat her. As a result, when she opened the jar, it smells strong, has a strong color and a mellow taste, and is extremely delicious. So, everyone calls this wine "Daughter Red" wine, also known as "Daughter Wine".

Since then, when the neighbors, from far and near, made wine and buried them when they gave birth to their daughters, they dug wine to treat them when they married their daughters, forming a custom.

But because of this, Daughter Red has become a famous Chinese wine. Therefore, the "Daughter Red" in this earthen jar has an extremely inconspicuous appearance, but it has caused the guards to shine. Everyone held the jar, and one of them couldn't wait to slap Kaifeng mud with a palm, and a strong aroma of wine suddenly spread.

Everyone exclaimed, sniffing their noses and drooling.

"Good wine!"

"It's really the 18-year-old wine in Shaoxing!"

Everyone talked about it in a slight manner, took out their own wine utensils and placed them on a simple wooden table next to them.

On cold and snowy days, you can drink fine wines for more than ten years, so it’s so comfortable and enjoyable.

"Each person has three or two, no more, and the rest must be kept for General Yu." Among the seven or eight people, the tall man who was generous in giving me a chicken leg just now gave me instructions, obviously the heads of the guards.

The group of people nodded and agreed, each measuring three or three taels of wine, and without hesitation, they drank generously.

I looked at these guards guarding the level and couldn't help but envy them. You must know that the old wine that was aged for 18 years was bought by the Lingwang Mansion that cost expensive gold and silver just before the New Year. Even the people in the royal mansion were reluctant to drink it, but they would only take it out if they received some distinguished guests from the court.

This time, I sent the Lingwang Ling's coffin back to my hometown. As a burial offering, I only brought a few jars of wine. It can be seen that it is extremely precious and most people cannot afford it. However, these officers and soldiers would rather drink a few sips of wine with gold and silver. This kind of mind would be considered detached.

The leader generously cut off the fatest deer's hind legs with a waist knife, which was more than ten pounds. It was wrapped in oil paper, and said with a smile: "The two guys, are they from the Lingwang Mansion?"

I asked in surprise, "How do you know?"

The man looked at the officers and soldiers who were slowly driving into the pass not far away and said, "Although Yehu Ridge is an important pass a hundred miles away from the capital, there are not many officials coming and going, because the most smooth pass in the south is Lianchengyi. Yehu Ridge is a shortcut, but after entering the pass, it is full of mountain roads, which is difficult to walk. Usually, only the officials who are in a hurry or the caravan that wants to go to this road to do mountain goods business will choose to go south from here."

As he said that, he glanced at the several carriages driving into the city gate and said in a deep voice: "Prison carriage, coffin, and the flying tiger team of Shenji Camp, for such a big battle, there is no other family except the Lingwang Mansion... Don't worry, General Yu, who is guarding the city, was once a subordinate of Lingwang, so he had known about the Lingwang Mansion for a long time. The old master knew the kindness of his encounter, and General Yu was unforgettable, so he had already spoken out that if Lingwang was buried in the capital, he would do everything cheaply after passing here."

Wu Xinghui and I nodded repeatedly while listening, and we felt at a loss in our hearts. It seemed that the people in the royal family had already taken care of themselves in advance, and there were less trouble along the way.

Thanks to these generous and unrestrained guards, Wu Xinghui and I rushed towards the city gate.

At this time, a group of officers and soldiers who were opening the road in front had entered the city, but no guards came to hand over the hand. The officers and soldiers sitting by the fire pit seemed to have never seen each other, surrounded the fire pit, drank wine and ate meat. No one went to the city gate to watch.

This Flying Tigers is the top guard in the court. Not to mention a small guard at the gate, even a member of the Ministry of War would not dare to neglect it!

Having said that, if the guard here is the old subordinate of the Lingwang, it is naturally a different matter.

There are many different opinions on how the Ling King died, but at least it has a lot to do with the court. If you say that these old subordinates of the Ling King have no resentment, who would believe it?

So it is understandable that the Flying Tigers' entry into the city is not welcomed.

Wu Xinghui and I walked towards the city gate in thick snow.

"Brother Wu, do you think the Spirit King is really dead?" I couldn't help but ask quietly.

Wu Xinghui laughed and said, "Master, you should know this better than me... Although I have seen the scene of the Spirit King flying in the sky, I just think it is a dream."

I couldn't help but laugh and said, "In ancient times, the Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers. Now, the Spirit King is hidden in the world and secretly traveling to Chencang."

Wu Xinghui laughed: "Master, where are you telling me?"

The heavy snow in the sky gradually became sparse, and there seemed to be a trace of golden sky light that penetrated into the sky and earth.

These rays of sky light passing through the snow mist are like several golden threads. Looking up, it looks like a miracle, making people feel a brilliant worship.

Wang Da rode a tall horse with a long face, stood at the city gate, shouting loudly: "Who is the guardian of Yehu Ridge? The imperial court's Shenji Camp passed, why no one handed over it! Such negligence, I can report your crime of leaving your post without permission!"

As his words fell, a series of crackling sounds of firecrackers were responding to!

Amid the sound of firecrackers, there were extremely noisy trumpets and gongs and drums, and it was a lot of fun!

At this time, the convoy had been in more than half. Parked in front of the city gate was a cart pulled by four horses-

The coffin of the Spirit King.

With the sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums, the horses holding the carts were all coachmen pulling the reins. Although they were shocked, they were stabilized.

But some Flying Tigers officers and soldiers riding horses were in trouble.

The sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums exploded coldly, and all the horses were shocked! They neighed desperately and ran apart, and many of them ran away like the wind on the snow. For a moment, snowflakes splashed, and the messy horses were splattering on the field. Suddenly, several unexpected officers and soldiers flew away, fell to the ground, crying for their father and mother's curse!

In common sense, when a horse is frightened, it will hurt people. In fact, it is not the case that a frightened horse, like a human, will run wildly, but instinctive consciousness, when you see humans and objects, you will avoid them, but in fact you cannot hurt people. But the person on the horse's back is in trouble. You can't get off the horse, you can only hold it tightly and suffer alive.

Soon, dozens of Flying Tigers' horses, despite controlling most of them, still seven or eight, rushed out of the distance and disappeared into the vast snow...

The seven or eight guards sitting by the fire pit seemed to have already expected it. They watched the excitement as if they were gloating, and no one came forward to stop them from helping.

Most of the people in the royal palace sat in the sealed black-peng carriage. At this time, they all unbuttoned the curtains in surprise, looked around and talked.

The sound of firecrackers and gongs and drums were still ringing vigorously. After a long time, a fireworks filled the city gate, and the gongs and drums gradually subsided.

"Please enter the coffin of the Flying Tigers--" A familiar and loud voice sang loudly, and this sentence was a bit unmatched. It was originally a simple mourning ceremony, setting off some firecrackers and hitting gongs and drums, but the man deliberately said it, it sounded like the people of the Flying Tigers were all dead, and the coffin of the Flying Tigers was welcomed!

This is enough to hurt, and even more so it is still behind. I saw a big bearded and sloppy Taoist priest carrying a large basin and walking out. While walking, he was scattering the water and rice in the basin. This water and rice are naturally a food for the ghosts in the underworld.

"Oh, the Ling King is fine! Wow! Where are so many filial sons coming from? Ling King, you are so blessed, are they all illegitimate children? Wow! It's good to have illegitimate children..." The Taoist priest screamed in a mess, sprinkling the water and rice in the basin everywhere, as if they were all eyes, sprinkling the heads of the Flying Tigers officers and soldiers riding tall horses!

"Bastard!" Wang Da was splashed with a head and face, not to mention how embarrassed he was, so he waved his whip and threw it at the Taoist priest!

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, Wang Da was in a daze and felt a burning pain on his face!

He reached out to wipe it in confusion, and saw a deep whip mark on his left cheek, and blood in one hand seemed to be very injured.

The captain of the Flying Tigers is naturally extraordinary. Although no one can see how the whip hit Wang Da’s face clearly, Wang Da knew that he had met an expert!

But he was not scared, and he couldn't help but roar, rolled over and dismounted, and took out the short-handled pistol at his waist!

Who knew that he was in a daze again, and the gun in his hand disappeared. When he rubbed his eyes, he saw that the pistol was already in his hand. The Taoist priest was fiddling with his gun while laughing: "Do you have this thing too? I also have one, which is just right for pairing." As he said that, he took out another Western pistol. Although it was not as good as Wang Da's, it was also a rare modern pistol.

This second gun was seized by Yan Chixia from a guard guard in the royal palace a few days ago.

The person in front of him is naturally Yan Chixia!

When I saw him, I understood seventy or eighty-eight in my heart. It turned out that all this was arranged by this old bastard!

At this time, if the deadlock is not resolved in time, it will have a very adverse impact. After all, the Flying Tigers represent the face of the court and cannot be offended!

I hurried over, fought to smooth things over, and smiled at Yan Chixia with a double word and said, "Master, stop making trouble. This is Lord Wang Da of the Flying Tiger Team of the Shenji Camp! This time I escorted Ling Wang back to my hometown, there is no longer a long way to go!"
Chapter completed!