There is no good feast, there will be no good feast.

This truth began with Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, who set up the Hongmen banquet, but all Chinese people know it, and naturally, Nie Zheng also knows it.

It's just that this man is a killer, and the killer does things, only taking the initiative, not passive.

Since Shen Wan handed over the hero post, he didn't have any reason to refuse, and he would talk about it when something big happened.

"Wait a minute, my driver will send it to your phone. ”

"My phone, you know?"

Nie Zheng really needs to ask this, he doesn't believe that Yang Ying will give the phone to Shen Wan without his consent, so how does he know.

"Hahaha, Xiao Nie, my name is Shen Wan!"

Shen Wan laughed and ran towards the middle of the grass, his posture was very athletic and confident.

Nie Zheng readily agreed to Shen Wan's request, Yang Ying suddenly regretted it to the extreme, she was like Zhu Yuanzhang in the story, she had her own dignity and ability, so why should she rely on external objects or others to help her.

"Nie Zheng, Fang Cai...."

This can't be said, if Shen Wan gave him very superior conditions, it won't help Nie Zheng, but it will make it easier for him to agree to Shen Wan's request, Yang Ying is confident that her position in Nie Zheng's heart, she is very clear in the car, and Shen Wan used herself to persuade Nie Zheng to affirm this.

"In short, you can't go, it won't do you any good!"

"Ha!" Nie Zheng showed a childlike smile, patted Yang Ying lightly on the shoulder, and pointed to the center of the grass, "Yang Ying, look, this old man is so lively!"

"Lively?"

This word used to describe a child, Nie Zheng actually used it on Shen Wan, who was over sixty years old, and Yang Ying unconsciously looked at the middle of the grass.

"Gurgle... Uncle Hen, Qingqing is here to catch your Yingying chicks and Linlin chicks!"

Daughter Qingqing smiled and trembled, two little short legs ran on the grass, Shen Wan opened his hands, blocking her path, followed by two granddaughters.

Ahem, they were playing a game of eagle catching chickens, Shen Wan in the game was smiling, and his unkempt white hair was messy in the wind, which was really lively.

"Such an old man full of childlike fun should also be kind in his heart, he will not do anything bad to Nie Zheng. ”

Yang Ying smiled and persuaded herself.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Nie Zheng gave Tang Ning 500 yuan, asked her to invite Yang Ying and Qingqing to dinner, and came to a club according to the message sent by Shen Wan's driver, Lao Hu.

This is the basketball court in the clubhouse, naturally, there are no basketball players in it, and there is no basketball, and even Shen Wan did not appear.

In the middle of the basketball court, a slaughtered boar was hung from a thick branch, and two jars of unopened wine were placed under the boar.

Before the wild boar, there was a burning charcoal stove and two daggers.

Nie Zheng looked at this posture, like the scene he saw in a martial arts movie, the knight beat a wild boar in the woods, lit a charcoal stove in the ruined temple, drank wine in a big bowl, and ate meat.

"Nie Zheng!" Shen Wan's voice sounded, very hearty and heroic, "Yu reads the biography of the assassin, and he is alone in the deep well." He sharpens his body and reports to his confidant, and has the righteousness of Yu; he slaughters Qingxiang during the day, and has the courage of a duck; he punishes himself with a leather face, does not tire his flesh and bones, and has the wisdom of Cao. As for Jing Ke, his strength was not enough to seek the Dao Qin, so he left without a shirt and brought about his own destruction. If you lightly borrow the head of General Fan, when will you still be able to repay it? This is hated by the ages, and Nie Zheng is scorned. History of the Wild Smell: Its grave is dug in the sheep and the ghost of the left. Guoer, who was born without fame and died without righteousness, regarded Nie Zhi as righteous and indignant and punished the promiscuous, how good is it to be a virtuous person! ”

Shen Wan suddenly read out a large passage of ancient texts, Nie Zheng didn't read much, and he hated others throwing his schoolbag the most, but at this moment, he was not bored, but a little proud.

In the ancient works that Nie Zhengneng recited, except for a few simple poems such as "Bright Moonlight in Front of the Bed", it is this large paragraph of text.

This was written by Pu Songling, the author of "Liao Zhai", who, after reading "The Biography of the Assassins of the Historical Records", had great respect for the great assassin Nie Zheng.

The meaning of this text probably means that among so many assassins, he likes Nie Zheng the most, and he not only praises Nie Zheng by counting Jing Ke, but also says that Nie Zheng alone has the advantages of other assassins.

In fact, it is also the case, in the biography of the assassins, Nie Zheng did not blindly die for his confidant, but put his family first, take care of his family, only then did he think of his friends and avenge his friends, and he was also very open-minded, at noon, under the sun, one person and one sword, straight into Han Xiangfu, with the momentum of white rainbow through the sun, killed Han Xiang, and then killed dozens of people in Xiangfu, I am afraid that my appearance will be recognized, and I will affect my sister and friends, reverse the long sword, disfigured my appearance, and then commit suicide, I am really heroic.

Nie Zheng is an orphan, he was in the orphanage when he was a baby, before he was two or three years old, he had no name, the nun saw this child, he was very aggressive, but he would not bully the girl anyway, and he also had a bit of a hoe to help the weak, and he felt that he was a little chivalrous, blessed to the soul, so he gave him the name Nie Zheng, which is the origin of the name, and Nie Zheng naturally knew some allusions.

At this moment, Shen Wan suddenly read out Pu Songling's sentence praising Nie Zheng, that is, he was praising himself, the so-called thousands of clothes, sycophants are not worn, no one will dislike praise for praise.

"Hahaha, Nie Zheng, since you have such a chivalrous name, how about we learn from ancient chivalrous people, big bowls of wine, and big pieces of meat today?"

Shen Wan wore a Tang costume, his bearing was extraordinary, and he had the momentum of a grandmaster.

I saw him stride to the wild boar, pick up the dagger, cut off a front leg, and throw it directly into the charcoal stove, which is booming, quite meaningful.

Boom!

Shen Wan waved his dagger, peeled off the sealing mud of the wine jar, raised the wine jar, and drank the wine in a big gulp, the wine fell from his chin, soaking through the clothes on his chest, and he was even more heroic.

Nie Zheng is also arrogant, but all men have a martial arts dream, and he doesn't think about what Shen Wan is looking for him to do here, at this moment, drinking wine and eating meat in a big bowl is the king.

Nie Zheng cut off one of the hind legs of the wild boar, put it on the charcoal stove, split the mud of the wine jar, and drank the wine in a big gulp.

The wine is very mellow, smooth in the throat, but when it reaches the stomach, it is like a fire, although Nie Zheng is not very good wine, but after the guidance of Mr. Tang Ning, he knows that this is the taste of good liquor.

"Good wine!"

He said a classic line of heroes, with a wave of the dagger, he cut off a piece of meat on the hind leg of the roasted black wild boar, the surface of the meat has been burnt, but there is still a little blood stains inside, Nie Zheng doesn't care, stabbed with a dagger, and sent it directly to the mouth, the wild boar has not been pickled, it is very fishy to eat like this, but this is the heroism of the knight.

"Good meat!"

Nie Zheng and Shen Wan drank wine and ate meat, don't look at Shen Wan as an old man in his sixties, his appetite is really not small, a pig's front leg gives him a fine meal, and the wine is also drunk half a jar, and naturally there are a lot of spills on the ground, but what does it matter, what they eat is an atmosphere.

"Nie Zheng, are you full of meat?"

"I'm full!"

"Have you drunk enough?"

"Enough of it!"

"Okay!" Shen Wan jumped up, walked to the court, lifted the hem of his clothes, took a half-step forward with his left foot, and made a T-shaped gesture, "Since you are full of wine and meat, this situation seems to be back to the era of martial arts, how about we have a competition?"