Fan Zeng's mansion was brightly lit, and before he walked to the living room, Wang Xiaoming smelled a burst of fragrance, well, the wine and food should be quite hearty, it seems that Fan Zeng wants to invite himself to dinner.

But why did he invite himself to dinner?

When Wang Xiaoming and Xiong Daiyu were guided to the living room by the swordsman leader, Wang Xiaoming realized that Fan Zeng was not the only one who invited him.

Han Xin is also there, and then there is a handsome and weak young scholar.

Fan Zeng sat in the master's position and nodded, "Very good, General Wang really appreciates his face." ”

Wang Xiaoming smiled bitterly, "Fan Yafu is more appreciative, you want me to come and find someone to give you an order, why bother so much." ”

Fan Zeng showed a hint of a smile: "Please take a seat." ”

Wang Xiaoming took Xiong Daiyu to sit down in front of the food table prepared by Fan Zeng, and immediately someone served them wine and food.

Fan Zeng nodded, "The guests are all here, please use it." ”

Fan Zeng said please use it, but he didn't move the chopsticks, and Han Xin and the scholar didn't move, only Wang Xiaoming and Xiong Daiyu kissed and loved you feed me, I feed you.

"Alas! Lady, try this braised duck ......"

"Uh-huh! Xianggong, it's really delicious, their cooking skills here are really good......"

"This is not bad, so-so, I think when I was in my hometown, there was a Xiong Kee roast meat shop outside the school, and the master's craftsmanship in there was really amazing! It's a pity that it was closed later......"

"Huh? Why? ”

"Because the bird flu is coming, business is not good......"

"It's a shame......"

The two of them showed affection as if no one was around, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, and Fan Zeng's face became a little ugly.

Han Xin was a little nervous, while the scholar looked at Wang Xiaoming and the others with a smile on his face.

Fan Zeng coughed dryly twice, "cough cough ......"

Wang Xiaoming immediately said, "Is Fan Yafu's throat uncomfortable?" Then don't eat these meats, let's change to some light ......"

Fan Zeng sneered, "Yes, you are very good at pretending to be confused, I like it, because people who can pretend to be confused are generally not confused, and they are also very smart." ”

Wang Xiaoming was stunned for a moment and said, "Pretending to be confused? I'm not pretending to be confused! Didn't you invite us to dinner? ”

Fan Zeng smiled and said coldly, "It's okay to pretend to be confused, but if you pretend to be too much, it's pretending to be B, and the old man doesn't like people who pretend to be B." ”

Wang Xiaoming naturally understood what Fan Zeng meant, so he put down his chopsticks and handed over Xiong Daiyu's chopsticks.

Fan Zeng was very satisfied, "Since they are all people who understand, then the old man will make it clear, let me introduce you to each other first, this is Han Xin, Wang Xiaoming, and this is Zhang Liang......"

Wang Xiaoming's complexion changed suddenly, he is the Confucian Zhang Liang who strategized and won thousands of miles away in history!

Zhang Liang saw Wang Xiaoming staring at him blankly, and smiled friendly.

Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses and smiled.

Fan Zeng said, "In the eyes of the old man, the three of them are all young talents who are dragons among people, and the reason why I am inviting you to a banquet today is to ask you one thing." ”

Han Xin first said, "Thanks to Fan Ya's father's wrong love, Han Xin will never shirk ......"

Wang Xiaoming mourned for Han Xin in his heart, now he is too utilitarian, because of this, his future fate is ......

Fan Zeng showed a hint of praise to Han Xin, and then said, "I want you to help me Yu'er achieve hegemony!" ”

Zhang Liang still didn't say a word.

Han Xin still volunteered, "Han Xin will live up to his father's trust......"

Fan Zeng was happy with Han Xin again, but seeing that Wang Xiaoming and Zhang Liang were still indifferent, the joy on his face was greatly reduced, and he said coldly, "If you can help the old man to taste what he wants, the old man will definitely ensure that you are prosperous and make you a king." ”

Zhang Liang said lightly: "The ovary promises." ”

Fan Zeng was overjoyed, but seeing that Wang Xiaoming was still like a nobody, with an indifferent look, Fan Zeng was really angry.

"General Wang, it seems that he is not interested in the conditions offered by the old man?"

Wang Xiaoming smiled bitterly and said, "To be honest? ”

Fan Zeng said coldly, "Of course." ”

Wang Xiaoming said: "That's true. ”

The faces of Fan Zeng and the others changed, and Fan Zeng's voice became vicious, "It seems that your appetite is not small, young man, be careful that your stomach and lungs are big, you will kill yourself in the end." ”

Wang Xiaoming shook his head, "It's not a matter of appetite, it's the conditions you offered, I'm really not interested, let's put it this way, if I say I give you 100 million yuan, will you be interested?" ”

Fan Zeng's face became more and more ugly, "Wang Xiaoming, with all due respect, the old man doesn't like your boring humor very much, listen to the old man's advice, this will kill you." ”

When Wang Xiaoming heard this, he was dumbfounded, he believed that Fan Zeng had done it.

Looking at Wang Xiaoming's reaction, Fan Zeng showed a smug smile and pointed out the hall.

I saw that the cold wind outside the hall was biting, and the uncle who had just set up a stall on the street was shirtless, surrounded by more than a dozen swordsmen, trembling and making pancakes.

Fan Zeng sneered, "Just now, you gave him money on the street, but he didn't buy your account, and now I don't give him half a dime, he ...... Belch...... I've probably baked seventy or eighty cakes! ”

Looking at the uncle outside whose lips were purple from the cold, Wang Xiaoming had infinite sympathy for him.

I saw the uncle crying and saying with a sad face while making cakes, "Ladies and gentlemen, oh! No! Ladies and gentlemen! I really don't know how to pancake.

The bread I baked is my family's prosperity and it doesn't eat it, but now there is a lack of food, so I took a little shit luck and made a little money.

Why do your lords like to eat such scummy food! Alas! In fact, if you like to eat, you don't need to do so much at once, I have branded more than 100 sheets, and they are all baked, or I will learn the craft tomorrow and come again! Whining...... Can you let me go? ”

The swordsmen around him are like wooden people, don't say anything to answer him, they don't even blink their eyes at him, and they are all well-trained and superb.

Fan Zeng sneered, "General Wang, do you understand what I meant by what I just said?" ”

Wang Xiaoming smiled bitterly and said, "I understand, Yafu wants to warn me, don't be embarrassed, toast and don't eat, punish ......."

A hint of pride flashed in Fan Zeng's eyes, but he said continuously, "Alas! General Wang's words are serious, and his words are serious...... The old man has no such intention! ”

Wang Xiaoming admires his cozy attitude very much, and he really acts like him, isn't it just fighting for acting? I, Wang Xiaoming, can definitely be called a first-class good actor, and I am by no means a trick!

I saw that Wang Xiaoming immediately got up and took a deep look, "Ya Father's words are really like a slap in the face, Xiao Ming suddenly opened his mouth,

That's right, the second brother is definitely a hero in the world, there is no other in the world, the second brother is the second brother who is responsible for the anti-Qin mission, and I am only worthy of carrying shoes for the second brother.

But please rest assured, even if you lift your shoes, Xiao Ming will do your best to lift them, and will never let the second brother's shoes get half a drop of shit and cat pee......"

The smile on Fan Zeng's face bloomed more and more, Wang Xiaoming was really a person who knew the times.

In fact, Fan Zeng has a long-lost mastery - innate eye hexagram! He calculated that there would be three heroes in the world to help the sage overthrow the tyrannical Qin and build a peaceful and prosperous world.

One of these three heroes is Han Xin and the other is Zhang Liang, these two people are completely consistent with the three heroes he thought in his heart, but the result calculated by the last jie turned out to be greedy for life and afraid of death, and the little white-faced Wang Xiaoming, who was useless, was really out of his reach.

So much so that he wondered if the congenital eye hexagram was miscalculated, but the result was that he recalculated more than a dozen hexagrams in a row, and the result was all the same!

In the end, he could only sigh to himself, God must be very blind! It must be like this!

So he carefully arranged this dinner, the purpose was to recruit all the three heroes to Xiang Yu's command, and now, this purpose has been achieved.

Fan Zeng was in a good mood now, and picked up the chopsticks, "Come!" After talking for a long time, the dishes are already cold, you're welcome, come! Try the craftsmanship ......"

…………

An awkward drinking feast began and ended in the middle of the night......

Sanjie got up to say goodbye, and Fan Zeng got up to see him off.

When Wang Xiaoming walked out of the hall, he saw that the uncle of the pancake had already kneaded the dough until he foamed at the mouth, and he couldn't bear it, so he said, "Father, please let him go regardless of the villain!" ”

When the uncle heard this, he quickly wiped the white foam in his mouth, "Yes, yes, I have already baked more than 200 cakes, and now it is not mushy, you have a lot of it, let the villain go...... I'm not going to sell sky-high flatbread anymore......"

Fan Zeng sneered: "Want to go? Simple! Two hundred loaves of bread, right? After eating, you can go. ”

Uncle trembled all over, "Big ...... Your Excellency, Your ...... Are you kidding? ”

Fan Zeng smiled: "The old man never jokes!" Come! Feed him bread! ”

I saw more than a dozen come forward and hold the uncle, pry open his mouth, and stuff a paste cake into his mouth one by one!

This picture was so miserable that Wang Xiaoming couldn't bear to look at it directly, and immediately pulled Xiong Daiyu away.

Two hundred flatbreads, even Xiong Daiyu's foodie brother may not be able to stuff them all!

Wang Xiaoming was very worried that if this uncle couldn't finish eating, Fan Zeng would not continue to stuff it into their mouths, for the sake of safety, of course, it would be better to slip away first!

But after Wang Xiaoming escaped from Fan Zeng's mansion, he was not in a hurry to leave immediately, but found a dark corner and stared at the gate of Fan's mansion.

Xiong Daiyu couldn't help but ask, "Xianggong, what are you looking at?" ”

Wang Xiaoming hurriedly shushed, "I'm waiting for someone." ”

Xiong Daiyu said, "Wait for someone?" Who's ......?"

A voice came from behind them: "I think General Wang is waiting!" ”

Wang Xiaoming and Xiong Daiyu were startled, and when they looked back, they saw Zhang Liang looking at them with a smile.

"Don't deny it! General Wang ......"

Wang Xiaoming's face turned pale and said, "Yes...... Yes, I'm waiting for my brother. ”

"Ahaha, I guessed it, General Wang is really waiting, the ovary is really honored......"

Wang Xiaoming touched his chest and said in surprise, "You...... How did you get out? ”

Zhang Liang smiled slightly: "General Wang, don't you know that you are known as a Confucian swordsman?" ”

Wang Xiaoming was dumbfounded: "It turns out that you are also a who knows martial arts?" Can...... But aren't you a scholar? ”

Zhang Liang smiled: "The compassionate Buddha can still roar as a lion, what is strange about a scholar who knows martial arts?" You know, if I get angry, I'll cut people too......"

Wang Xiaoming sneered, "Dare to ask the hero, are you in a good mood at the moment?" ”

Zhang Liang shook his head: "It's not good." ”

Wang Xiaoming swallowed his saliva, "For shrimp?" ”

Zhang Liang said: "Because I didn't drink the wine well just now." ”

Wang Xiaoming said: "So what? ”

Zhang Liang said, "So you have to accompany me to continue to drink well, I don't think you will refuse, right?" ”

Wang Xiaoming laughed dryly: "How could it be? Hehe...... I'll pay for it, please put the sword away first, my neck is a little cold......"

Zhang Liang took back a scholar's sword that pointed at Wang Xiaoming for a long time, and then walked forward with a smile......

This book was first published in Reading Books