Zhu Yi toasted a few tables of wine, and was about to walk out of Xinde Hall, when she suddenly saw Chen Siyu's footsteps stagnating, and looked sideways, only to see a person in the corner looking at Chen Siyu in a daze, the two looked at each other, as if they had a thousand words to say.

Zhu Yi's eyes narrowed, "It's Yang Muyun, yes, it's him, I didn't expect him to dare to come to the Chengguo Mansion." The corners of his mouth hooked up a slight sneer, and without hesitation, he walked towards the corner where Yang Muyun was.

The ceremonial officer was stunned, and he didn't want to stop him, so he hurriedly followed.

"It turned out to be Yang Zhanwei," Zhu Yi had a smile on his face, "Yang Jianwei can come to this mansion, which really makes this prince feel brilliant!" Have you come to congratulate you by order? ”

Yang Muyun ignored his cynicism and arched his hand towards Chen Siyu, who was walking behind, "Miss Chen!" ”

Chen Siyu looked at him, smiled faintly, and did not speak.

Zhu Yi's face sank, and he snorted coldly and said: "Last time you came to this mansion, this prince didn't treat you well, but now that you are here, you can't be lazy anymore." ”

Yang Muyun's eyes froze, and he said in his heart, what do you want, in terms of martial arts, you are not my opponent, even if you are more than Wencai, I am not afraid of you, don't you want to invite all the generals in the mansion to beat me, and rely on more to win?

"Someone—" Zhu Yi shouted, and immediately two generals stepped forward.

"Put all the good wine in the mansion on the table," Zhu Yi instructed them: "This prince wants to have a good fight with Yang Jianwei." ”

"Shizi," the ceremonial official's face changed color, "...... the Duke and Mrs. Guo"

"What's the hurry?" Zhu Yi raised her eyebrows, "It's not too late to finish a few bowls of wine before leaving," glared at the two generals, "Don't go yet!" ”

The two generals were busy.

"It turns out that this prince wants to fight with me," Yang Muyun's heart calmed down a little, and his heart moved, "He said to use a bowl, is this prince of the world drinking a good amount?" "I've never fought with anyone, but when it comes to it, even if it doesn't work, I have to bite the bullet.

After a while, the two generals brought two large jars of wine.

"Yang Jianwei," Zhu Yi said in a weird manner: "We can't drink wine like a whale swallowing a cow, it's too bad for the scenery, why don't you make a wine order?" ”

"I am happy with the prince," Yang Muyun said indifferently: "I don't know what kind of wine order to do, is it a poem?" Or guess what? ”

"These are too petty," Zhu Yi said, "You and I have a good time between wine," said and took a bamboo tube from the hand of the general, and the bamboo tube was filled with bamboo sticks, "There are two lines of poetry on each stick here, divided into the first sentence and the next sentence, do you choose the last sentence or the next sentence?" ”

"The guest is as he pleases, and the prince will invite him first." Yang Muyun said lightly.

"Okay," Zhu Yi was not polite, "The guest does not pressure the master, this son chooses the last sentence." You and I take turns drawing lots and drinking a few glasses according to the numbers in the verse. ”

"What's going on?" The guests in the hall left their seats one after another and gathered around curiously.

Zhu Yi waved his hand, and the two generals held the tray in their hands and brought ten bowls of wine cups each.

"How?" Zhu Yi looked at Yang Muyun and smiled: "Do you dare to be right with this wine?"

"Shizi, please draw lots first." Yang Muyun stopped talking nonsense with him.

"Young Master Yang......" Chen Siyu's face changed, and he glanced at him, asking him not to agree.

Yang Muyun pretended not to see it.

"The high wind roared in August and autumn, rolling up the triple thatch on my roof." Zhu Yi read, and then said: "Eight bowls for this son, and three bowls for Yang Banwei."

Two generals holding wine jars stepped forward and filled the wine cups on the tray with high spirits.

"Yang Guard, please—" Zhu Yi raised a glass of wine and drank it all down.

"Lord Shizi, please-" Yang Muyun's three cups of wine have not yet been drunk, and Zhu Yi has already drunk the eight cups of wine cleanly.

"That's a lot of money." Yang Muyun's eyes widened in surprise.

"The sound of the five watch drums and horns is tragic, and the shadow of the Three Gorges Galaxy is shaking." Yang Muyun pulled out a wine stick. Zhu Yi didn't say a word, and drank five more cups.

"The power covers three countries, and the name becomes an eight-array map." After this wine stick, Yang Muyun was about to drink eight cups, Zhu Yi clasped his arms with both hands, and there was a look of ridicule and contempt in his eyes. Yang Muyun gritted his teeth, and drank eight cups in a row, and when he put the last cup back on the tray, a strong smell of wine rushed to his head, and he almost stood unsteady under his feet.

Yang Muyun is not a good drinker, when he was in Jiangnan, he gathered with people and drank mostly Jiang

The rice wine and rice wine produced in the south are soft in the mouth, and the wine strength is not very strong. Unlike the wine in the north, which is very strong, when two glasses of wine are in the stomach, the abdomen will burn like a fierce fire, and the brain will be a little dizzy.

......

"Yang Guard, are you okay?" Zhu Yi smiled at him with a wink.

"What nonsense, come again!" Yang Muyun forcibly supported his body not to be crooked, and pulled another wine stick, "The lyre is played unintentionally, and the eight-line book cannot be transmitted." The corners of his mouth turned upward, and he seemed to smile when he looked at Zhu Yi, "You and I are almost ...... this time."

The sign was thrown to the ground, and the two jars of wine that the family general held out also saw the bottom.

"Lord Shizi," a general said to Zhu Yi, "this wine is almost finished." ”

"When it's over, I'll hold the two altars again." Zhu Yi glared and shouted.

"That's right," Yang Muyun said with a mouth full of wine: "As long as the prince and I don't fall, we have to keep drinking." ”

"This ......" the family general looked at the ceremonial officer in embarrassment.

The ceremonial officer stepped forward with a smile, "Lord Shizi, today is your wedding day, what kind of strength do you have with others, the prince and his wife ......"

"Shut up," Zhu Yi shouted: "Today, the son of the world is happy, what's the matter with a few more drinks with others?" When he is drunk, he will go to visit his father and mother. He crossed his waist and shouted to the general: "What are you doing in a daze, don't you hurry up with the wine, be careful that the son of this world is in a hurry, and let the dog bite you." ”

"Yes, yes, please calm your anger, and the little one will give you a drink." The two generals hurriedly ran.

......

"What, in public, he actually fights with people?" Zhu Yong's thick eyebrows were raised, and the beards under his chin were curled up one by one.

"Miss persuaded Shizi, but Shizi didn't listen," it was Chen Siyu's personal maid Jinglian who spoke, "Now the guests in the hall have gone to watch Shizi fight wine, Miss can't, so she has to let the maid come over and tell Grandpa Guo." ”

"Evil obstacles," Zhu Yong patted the handrail and stood up, "Take me to see it." ”

......

"You...... Can you still drink it? Zhu Yi was also a little unbearable, her face was red, her eyes widened, and she looked at Yang Muyun without blinking. Obviously, this kid has been so drunk that he can't hold it anymore, but he hasn't fallen down.

"Why can't you," Yang Muyun glared at a pair of blood-red eyes, "The master hasn't drunk enough!" ”

"Well, whoever falls first will lose, so you have to kneel down respectfully and kowtow three times, and then call each other three times good grandpa." Zhu Yi said.

"What did you say?" Yang Muyun put his palm close to his ear in the shape of a trumpet, as if he didn't hear clearly.

"I mean," Zhu Yi brought her mouth close to his ear, and her voice raised an octave, "whoever loses will kneel down and kowtow to the other party three times, and call him three good grandfathers." ”

"Oh," Yang Muyun nodded and smiled at him, "Good grandson." ”

"You ......" Zhu Yi knew that he had been fooled, his eyes widened, and he was about to have a seizure, and suddenly smiled, "I said are you scared and don't dare to compare with me?" ”

"Who is afraid of who is the grandson," Yang Muyun snatched the wine jar in the hand of the general, "It's boring to drink too much of this wine, let's just have one jar of wine per person, and now we will dry it, whoever doesn't dare, whoever loses." ”

"Okay," Zhu Yi gave a thumbs up, "If you have the courage, the prince of this world will go out to accompany him to the end, and whoever doesn't dare will not be raised by his parents." He also snatched a wine jar, raised it high, and poured it into his mouth with a "coo dong coo" with a tilt of his neck.

"Bang-" With a bang, the jar shattered, and the wine poured all over his head. Zhu Yi opened his blurred vision splashed with wine, and saw Zhu Yong standing in front of him angrily.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Zhu Yi looked stunned.

"Bang Bang-" Zhu Yong couldn't help but say, stepped forward and slapped him twice, "Useless bastard, your father's face has been lost by you." "Tell the left and right, "Come, drag him down for me, throw him into the water tank, and drag him out when he wakes up." ”

The generals looked at each other, and when they were at a loss, Zhu Yong shouted angrily: "Why, didn't you hear the words of your father? If you hesitate and don't move, military law waits! ”

"Yes-" The generals were silent, and they hurriedly dragged Zhu Yi, who was still drunk, down.

Seeing Zhu Yi being dragged away, Yang Muyun couldn't hold it anymore, and as soon as his hand was released, the wine jar fell

fell to the ground, shook his body, and fell to the ground softly.

"He still lost......" Zhu Yi's drunken eyes glanced at Yang Muyun who fell to the ground, and the corners of his mouth curled unconsciously.

"Master......" At this time, the Duchess also hurriedly walked over, and saw that her son was dragged away by her subordinates, and before she could ask, she was scolded by Zhu Yong, "These are all good sons you have brought." ”

Zhou Mengnan and Zi Su also followed, and when they saw all this in front of them, they understood a little, and hurriedly bowed to Zhu Yong, "My father-in-law/husband is not sensible, he collided with the prince, and I hope that the prince of the country will forgive his sins!" ”

"Hmph-" Zhu Yong glanced at them coldly, flicked the sleeves of his robe and walked away with a blushing face.

"Xianggong, how are you?" When Zhu Yong walked away, Zhou Mengnan and Zi Su stepped forward together to help Yang Muyun, "Husband, why did you drink like this?" Shiso couldn't help but be anxious and angry.

"You guys take him back quickly," Chen Siyu saw that the people around him were gradually dispersing, and walked forward and whispered to them: "Guogong is angry now, and he won't listen to any explanation, when he is angry, I will slowly go and make peace for Muyun." ”

"Thank you, Mrs. Shiko." Zhou Mengnan bowed deeply to her.

Chen Siyu nodded, stared at Yang Muyun, who was drunk and unconscious, sighed lightly, and followed the Duchess Guo.

......

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the Chengguo Mansion, Yang Muyun couldn't bear it anymore and leaned over and threw up.

Zhou Mengnan and Zi Su hurriedly asked the subordinates who came to help him clean up, and then helped him into the carriage.

They looked at the Chengguo Mansion that was gradually moving away, and then looked at Yang Muyun who was still in a drunken dream, and looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

"Xianggong has never been greedy for cups," Zhou Mengnan said with some sadness: "Even the day I married him, he didn't drink much, why is he so out of shape today?" ”

"That's how men are when they're in a bad mood," Shiso said, "and they usually numb themselves with alcohol." ”

"It's just that he came to visit Cheng Guogong here, is he so reluctant?" Zhou Mengnan looked at Xianggong who was falling into a deep sleep, "He has to be idle at home and have nothing to do all day long, so he is willing?" ”

"I think he's doing it because of one person."

"Who?"

"Sister, do you remember the last person you talked to?" Zi Su looked at Zhou Mengnan and smiled.

"Mrs. Shizi," Zhou Mengnan was puzzled, "Is it related to Mrs. Shizi when he drinks like this?" ”

"He doesn't know about this lady of the prince," Zi Su raised her head, her eyes were like water, "Her surname is Chen, her name is Chen Siyu, and she is the granddaughter of Chen Mao, Marquis of Ningyang." I think that when she was in Nandu, she and her husband had a fate...... "She told Zhou Mengnan everything about the things between Yang Muyun and Chen Siyu.

"So, they like each other?" Zhou Mengnan asked.

"It should be, lonely men and widows have been in the same place for so many days, if there will be no affection between them, it is impossible." Zi Su sighed: "Chen Siyu is gentle and elegant, empathetic, and her husband likes her more." Seeing that Zhou Mengnan's eyes listened carefully without blinking, and his face was as calm as water, he said, "Sister is not jealous of them at all, is she?" ”

"I didn't know each other before I got married," Zhou Mengnan smiled faintly when she heard Zisu say this, "Unlike you, you all had a relationship with him, who Xianggong likes, he has his own reasons, why should I be harsh on him?" ”

"My sister really has the demeanor of a big woman, and my sister can't do it," Zi Su sincerely admired this woman in her heart, and said: "This generous gift carefully prepared by my sister has been lost, I don't think you will blame him, right?" ”

"It's already happened, what's the use of blaming him?" Zhou Mengnan was lying in the car, and said indifferently: "Money is something outside the body, and it will be earned back when it is dispersed." Why bother with it? I don't know how happy I am to have one more person to help him! She naturally referred to Chen Siyu in her words.

Chen Siyu ran away from marriage for him, and married for him. Maybe she knows how to like the person she loves like Sister Zhou! Shisu was a little stunned when he thought about it.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Mengnan looked at her with a strange expression and couldn't help asking.

"It's nothing," Zi Su glanced at her and said, "If my husband can't return to his career in this life, what will my sister do?" ”