At night, at a lakeside restaurant.
These young people, who are around 18-20 years old, are at the peak of their life's energy. Coincidentally, they have just won the general election. Most of them will join large factions that others envy in the future. They will be trained as core members, so they are naturally in high spirits. They express their aspirations and speak out their lofty words, which makes everyone present, both men and women, feel so excited that they almost become sworn brothers on the spot.
However, after calming down, everyone still agreed with each other that they would never forget today's resolution, and would support and care for each other and help each other in times of difficulty.
As glass after glass of wine was drunk and dishes after dishes were served, time slowly passed and the banquet gradually entered the second half.
Another dish was served on the table, which looked like a plate of oranges.
"Sister Jialan, have you ever eaten this?" Tang Nanlian reached out and took an orange, opened the lid, and revealed the delicious food inside.
"Crab?" Loran Hill asked speculatively, looking at the yellow cooked crab legs in the orange.
"Yes, this dish is called 'Crab Stuffed with Orange'. We choose a large, ripe orange, cut off the top, and scoop out the flesh, leaving a little liquid. Stuff the crab meat inside, then cover it with the top. Steam it in a pot with wine and vinegar, then add vinegar and salt to taste. It has the flavor of wine, chrysanthemum, orange, and crab."
"My hometown is by the water, and there's a restaurant nearby that specializes in this. I didn't expect to see the same dish in Lei Xia Ze." Tang Nanlian said this, picking up a small spoon and started eating.
"It tastes even better. Sister Jialan, would you like to try it?" She closed her eyes slightly and savored it carefully.
"Then I'll try it too." Loran Hill also took an orange, carefully opened the lid, and tasted it in small sips.
The crab meat has a light aroma of wine, which is very fresh and mellow, and the sweet and sour taste of the orange also breaks up the greasy taste of meat and oil, making it taste very refreshing.
In the later stages of the banquet, as more and more people got drunk, the noise in the hall became a little calmer and sparser, and finally it was time for the banquet to end.
After saying goodbye to each other, the young people walked down the stairs, supporting each other, and the sound of carriages could be heard from time to time outside the window.
"It's getting late, we should go back." Loran Hill stood up.
"How about I...find someone to give the two ladies a ride...?" Although Lan Yuanqing was a little drunk at this time, he still tried his best to stand steady.
"No need, you still have a lot of drunk people to send away. We two haven't drunk any alcohol, so there's no need to go through so much trouble." Loran Hill shook his head.
"Well, I wish you two a safe journey and see you tomorrow." Lan Yuanqing bowed, then sat down drunkenly again. It seemed that he was at the end of his strength.
Drinking will lead to bad things, the girl sighed in her heart, and then walked downstairs with Tang Nanlian.
After walking out of the restaurant, the cool water vapor from the lake accompanied by the night breeze made people feel a little cold and sober.
"Let's go." Luo Lanxier and Tang Nanlian walked towards the street with lanterns. There were still some pedestrians on the road at this time. After all, this was a big city. Several tall candle towers in the city were also lit with bright flames, dimly illuminating the streets below to prevent them from plunging into complete darkness.
After sending Tang Nanlian back to her residence, Luo Lanxier turned back alone and walked towards the inn where he was temporarily staying.
When she was halfway there, she suddenly realized something and looked up at the sky.
It's going to rain heavily.
Before she could finish her sigh, raindrops as big as beans fell from the sky, hitting the stone slabs with a popping sound.
Water droplets splashed on the bluestone, and the smell of rain mixed with soil filled the air. The heavy rain poured down so densely that if you tried to catch it with your hands, you would feel a slight pain from being hit.
In order to avoid the rain, Loran Hill had to hide temporarily in a small alley beside the street. The eaves of the houses on both sides extended to each other, providing a relatively clean place.
Everything in his vision became blurry, and the sound of falling raindrops filled his ears. Loran Hill put down the half-soaked, extinguished lantern, rolled up his sleeves, wrung them slightly to squeeze out the moisture, and then released them.
Her slightly damp clothes clung to her arms, bringing a chill. She shifted her shoes slightly, finding a slightly elevated stone slab to stand on. She leaned her back slightly against the nearby wall, watching the approaching rain.
Oh, I haven’t reached Sequence Three yet. If I rush out now, I’ll probably get soaked. That would be bad, little Loran thought.
It’s better to wait a little longer and go out when it’s a little cooler, the girl thought, standing quietly under the eaves of the rain curtain.
The downpour was accompanied by a strong wind, which sometimes tilted the rain line, and the sound of the rain was sometimes louder and sometimes softer. In this storm, sometimes a few raindrops drifted into the open space under the eaves and hit the girl's skin.
Just as Loran Hill was thinking about whether he should take this opportunity to practice and kill the time, a loud noise came from the street outside the alley.
It seemed like a group of people were running quickly in the rain, their footsteps stepping on the puddles, making wet splashing sounds.
"Who!" One of the voices suddenly shouted, as if they had noticed a hidden figure.
The sudden sound startled Loran Hill. "Is he calling me? Should I go out and clarify?" Before she could make up her mind, the sound of a sword being drawn echoed on the street.
The blade may be made of fine iron, but it is probably not of high quality, because there is a loud friction sound when it is pulled out, and the blade does not feel shiny, but a light gray color full of oxidation.
As the sound of swords being drawn rang out, the group of people running in the rain also became nervous. They put down something heavy, which seemed to be a sedan chair. Then they reached for their waists and drew their swords.
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