After tasting the sour plum soup, the guests present were amazed.

The taste of sour plum soup is very good, but it is nothing to the powerful people who have tasted the world's food, and it is rare that Yanyan actually adds ice to the drink in summer, which is an unbelievable thing for the Chengdu gentry who have never seen snow in winter in this era.

Wang Yu was very dissatisfied with his son's opening remarks, stood up and raised his glass, and said loudly: "This handsome person respects all the guests first. ”

"Respectfully."

All the guests stood up and held their glasses in their hands as a gesture of appreciation.

Wang Yu brought the wine glass to his mouth, raised his neck and drank it all, and when the wine was in his stomach, he felt that something was wrong, and his mouth, throat and even the entire stomach were all hot and painful.

Wang Yu has been in the army for many years, and he has long developed the calmness and composure that Mount Tai collapsed before and did not change color, and he couldn't help but show it.

The guests present were deflated.

The first time I drank high alcohol, I thought it was just ordinary rice wine, and it would not be a problem to drink three or five glasses casually, but suddenly I drank such a spicy wine, and many people were choked and coughed violently.

"Ahem, what the hell is this? Why is it so spicy? ”

"Is this wine?"

"What is such a good wine, not wine? Wonder is the daughter of ignorance. ”

"It's enjoyable, it's enjoyable."

The guests were talking, and the focus of the conversation naturally pointed to the wine in the glass.

Wang Ji smiled and asked, "Father, how is this wine?" Recently, this kind of wine in Chengdu is the most famous, often a thousand cups of people who are not drunk, at most ten glasses of drinking will be unconscious. ”

Wang Yu raised his face and taught a lesson: "Nonsense! You can just serve your usual drinks, so why get all these bells and whistles? "Caught off guard and suffered a big loss, Wang Yu had a bad attack on the spot, so he could only make up for it from his son.

Wang Jibian flattened his mouth and said disappreciatively: "Father is triumphant, so naturally he wants to celebrate with the best things......"

"I don't want to be able to drink such a good wine in the Jiedu Embassy...... Hurry, hurry! If there is such a good wine every day, the fairy life is nothing more than that! ”

The guests present praised one after another.

They thought that the drink was arranged by Wang Yu, and they didn't want the sycophants to be slapped on the horse's feet.

Bai Qiyuan took the initiative to stand up and said, "Change the wine." ”

The attendant immediately went to the inner courtyard to arrange for the usual drinks to be changed during the banquet.

Wang Ji asked puzzledly: "Why do you want to change such a good wine?" ”

Bai Qiyuan smiled as deeply as he could, probably meaning, Third Son, don't make your own decisions, don't you know that your father is very unhappy at this time?

The drinks were quickly changed, and many of the guests only drank a glass of high wine, and they were not yet satisfied, and they couldn't help but sigh regretfully when they saw the drinks being replaced.

It's hard to taste such a good wine, how can you say that you can change it?

Could it be that the wrong wine was served here in the Marshal's Mansion, and the imperial wine or tribute wine was taken out, and now he is reluctant to change it back?

The people present didn't dare to ask more, Wang Yu got up and toasted two more rounds of wine, with a slight hint of alcohol, and slapped his palms after sitting down.

The cabaret show officially began.

Traditional musical instruments such as bells, chimes, shengs, zhengs, and wogonghou are mixed with musical instruments such as the Western Regions and the Quxiang pipa, and musical instruments such as the pipe, five-string pipa, shellfish, cymbals, clappers, and drums are played one after another, and the music is atmospheric and magnificent.

Forty-eight dancers entered the arena, danced, and stepped on the nodes to make all kinds of exaggerated shapes, like butterflies wearing flowers.

Suddenly, the music stopped abruptly and became a separate encouragement.

The sound of drums, the rhythm is tense and passionate, sixteen dancing girls stand out, the skirts are flying, enthusiastic and unrestrained, the wrists and ankles are hit by gold rings, crisp and pleasant, and they danced the famous Hu Xuan dance.

During the banquet, the guests were in high spirits and laughed continuously. A team of waiters shuttled between the banquets with food plates, putting pieces of roast mutton from the grill into the plates of each table, and the fresh fish caught from the Shu River were stewed into delicious, the sauce was overflowing, and the aroma was fragrant.

The guests were fascinated and fascinated, and the regrets caused by the previous wine change were quickly diluted.

At the end of the song and dance performance, the cup was still changing, and many people stepped forward to toast Wang Yu, Wang Yu was not very interested, but he still smiled and took a sip as entertainment.

Wang Ji reminded on the side: "Father, should you let the real master and apprentice of Wuzun come out and meet with all the guests?" ”

The head of the family who was queuing up to toast was in awe, and one of them asked, "But the martial venerable person who created a fire charm to help my Tang Heavenly Army play Kai?" ”

Wang Yu discussed with Bai Qiyuan that this banquet would not focus on introducing Wuzun Zhenren master and apprentice, but at this time, there were many people around him, and it was difficult to ride a tiger for a while.

"Wuzun Zhenren's master and apprentice are indeed here." Wang Yu replied.

"Wow!"

When the people around heard Wang Yu's words, they exclaimed, and then looked for them among the guests at the scene.

Even Yang Yun didn't expect that even if he had never appeared in the Yizhou family, he and Wuzun Zhenren had become star-like figures.

Yang Yun wanted to keep a low profile, but Songmei had long wanted to show herself, and when she saw that the audience was looking for him, she immediately stood up and walked towards the main seat with her head held high.

Yang Yun scolded secretly: "I found a liar to fill up, and I have to beware of him showing off at any time...... Hey, I'm not ashamed, and I don't know how to restrain myself. ”

In order to prevent Songmei from being "plotted" by other Taoist priests, Yang Yun could only follow him.

"The poor road is Wuzun, who sent his disciples out of the mountain to relieve the difficulties of the South Road of the Sword and save the people from fire and water...... You're welcome! Songmei said unashamedly.

"Disrespectful, disrespectful."

Many people saluted Songmei with joy and convincing.

Songmei walked up to Wang Yu, shook her hand slightly, and a wine glass quickly appeared in her palm...... He thinks he is clever, but in fact, all Taoist priests will use this trick, which is more like "offering ugliness".

Songmei said with a smile: "Poor Dao will toast the festival with this cup of wine." ”

Although Wang Yu was wary of Wu Zun, but Yang Yun always offered the fire charm spell to help him achieve a great victory in Jinchuan, seeing that Wu Zun took the initiative to come forward to toast, he was quite respectful to himself, and immediately took the wine glass according to the number of courtesies.

Gongsun Jian scolded: "What kind of place is this, it is your turn to toast a wild Taoist priest of unknown origin?" ”

Gongsun Jian has always been angry about himself and Qinghe eating under Yang Yun, he is already tired of coping with the young one, and now he is an old one, and he is getting more and more angry.

Songmei has no ability, but she has a lot of experience in coping with the scene, and she relies on her thick skin.

Songmei leaned on Yang Yun by her side, and said calmly: "This adult is so rude, the handsome invite, what about a glass of water and wine from the poor road?" If the marshal refuses to appreciate the face, the poor road just goes back to sit down...... The festival marshal is the master of today's dinner, and the poor road is a guest from afar, and the guest is as the host is pleased. ”

He kicked Juju back to Wang Yu, which means that whether you accept my toast or not, that's not my problem, it depends on whether you are humble and willing to appreciate your face.

Wang Yu, as the host of the banquet, is also a dignified envoy of the town, so naturally he can't be as small-bellied as Gongsun Jian, and said with a smile: "The Taoist chief is a distinguished guest invited by Ben Shuai, and this glass of water and wine should be Ben Shuai's respect for you." ”

Wang Yu showed his respect for Songmei, and in turn toasted Songmei.

Songmei smiled and agreed, and soon the guards brought the wine, Songmei took it, looked at Wang Yu and smiled, raised her head and drank it all.

"That's a lot of two."

"The festival is handsome and extraordinary, the Taoist is immortal and immortal, and my generation is breathtaking."

The crowd of onlookers complimented Wang Yu and Songmei.

The toast went well, and Songmei retreated with a snarled face, ready to return to her original position, but was stopped by Qinghe halfway.

Songmei didn't know Qinghe, and asked curiously, "Is there something wrong with this fellow Daoist?" ”

Qinghe smiled and said: "I had some festivals with your apprentice before, and when I see a real person today, will I eliminate the misunderstanding between each other and release my previous suspicions?" ”

"Holidays?"

Songmei looked at Yang Yun with a blank expression.

Yang Yun glanced at Wang Yu, and saw that Wang Yu did not say anything about Qinghe's appearance, so he guessed that this was a good show arranged by the Jiedu Embassy, either to let Qinghe jump out to test Songmei's reality, or Wang Yu himself wanted to provoke the relationship between Qinghe and Wuzun's real master and apprentice.

Yang Yun explained: "There was a little dispute between the disciple and the Qinghe Daoist at a Dharma meeting in Shifang County, when the Taoist was haunted by demons, and I came forward to help him resolve his anger, which was not a holiday. ”

Songmei twisted her beard under her chin and said with a smile: "Oh, that's okay, it's normal for some misunderstandings among Taoist friends, how can poor Dao remember it?" ”

Qinghe was furious: "Listen to what you mean, do you forgive me?" I have come today to make this boy apologize for his recklessness that day, and if he sincerely repents, I can not blame him, otherwise ......"

Obviously, he has no ability, but he has repeatedly come out to stir up trouble.

Yang Yun probably understands that in order to prove their own worth, in addition to swaggering and deception, people in the cultivation path rely on the hard mouth of a dead duck.

This is true of Qinghe, and so is Songmei.

Yang Yun smiled faintly and said: "On that day, I obviously helped Qinghe Dao Chang to drive away the powerful ghosts and demons, which is a meritorious act, how can it get into your mouth, not only do you not thank you, but also the wicked person sued first?" ”

"You!"

Qinghe glared at Yang Yun.

Yang Yun smiled and narrowed his eyes: "Is it that the anger in your body has not been completely eliminated?" Maybe it's the result of a haunted haunt...... If you need it, I can help you exorcise evil spirits. ”

Qinghe thought of being played all over the sky that day, and the terrifying impression was still fresh in his memory, and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

Songmei looked very generous: "Apprentice, since you are wrong, admit your mistake to the Taoist!" If a cultivator has to be open-minded, how can he be entangled in some trivial things and take care of them? ”

Yang Yun glanced at Songmei.

Do you really regard yourself as a master and take out the style of your elders?

Fortunately, Yang Yun was in a good state of mind and said, "Since that's the case, then I'll apologize next...... Qinghe Daoist, if you are haunted by evil ghosts next time, I promise not to help you exorcise evil spirits! ”

Qinghe originally wanted to force Wuzun Zhenren's master and apprentice to apologize and save face for himself, but who knew that Yang Yun's words were not sincere at all, but instead attracted the guests to point fingers, and they were afraid of Yang Yun's unpredictable ability, so they immediately retreated with a blushing face.

The master and apprentice here have not yet taken two steps, and they were blocked from going again, but this time it was a Taoist priest that Yang Yun didn't know, and he sat at the end of the seat before.

"...... again?"

Songmei didn't know each other, so he didn't ask the other party, he asked Yang Yun directly.

Yang Yun thought to himself: "People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, since you are pretending to be my master, you should have been mentally prepared, and you can't escape the fate of being provoked at any time." ”

The other party said: "Poor Dao Pengshan is too pitiful, I am fortunate to sit at the same table with the Taoist chief, and I want to have a few tricks with the Taoist chief...... Let's do it. ”

"Huh."

Songmei smiled, took two steps back, and then looked sideways at Wang Yu.

Wang Yu remained indifferent.

Tai Lianzi couldn't help but say, and immediately pulled the steel forged sword out of the scabbard at his waist, and put on a posture of fighting to the death with Songmei.

Songmei didn't have a blade in his hand, so he couldn't parry it, so he suddenly got anxious, just wanted to hide behind Yang Yun, and remembered that Yang Yun told him to be calm in case of trouble, and he couldn't open and close his every move, so as to avoid exposing his horse's feet.

For a while, there is no way to advance or retreat.

Yang Yun gave him a reassurance!

Songmei felt an extra force in her arm, and subconsciously stretched out her hand.

Tailianzi's magic sword stabbed straight at Songmei, and suddenly there was a huge shock in the tiger's mouth, and the magic sword took off its hand and flew straight out.

Songmei suddenly realized that the magic sword had flown into his hand.

Yang Yun's voice came: "Dancing sword." ”

Songmei was stunned for a moment, and then understood that this was Yang Yun's masterpiece.

"Aha!"

Songmei has never experienced a big fighting scene in the end, and after picking up the magic sword, she actually came to a starting hand first, held a sword flower in mid-air, and then pretended to dance in front of people for a while.

Nondescript!

Songmei danced with a sword, and forcibly endured the surging breath in her chest and abdomen, not knowing how to stop.

Yang Yun smiled and stretched out his hand, meaning that after you pretend to be forced, the aftermath will be handed over to me.

Songmei didn't know how to control things in the air, so she handed over the magic sword to Yang Yun.

Fa Ling Huo Ran got up: "The Marshal's Mansion is important, how can you allow swords and other ominous things to appear at the banquet?" ”

Many people present snickered, obviously it was Tai Lianzi who took out his weapon, but when Fa Ling spoke, he pointed out that Yang Yun used his sword in vain, and he was suspected of assassinating Wang Yu.

Yang Yun didn't pay attention to him at all, and as soon as he raised his hand, the magic sword flew directly towards Tai Lianzi.

"Ahh

Seeing the bright magic sword flying, Tai Lianzi found that he couldn't move, and let out a terrible scream from his mouth.

"Stop!"

Faling drank.

The magic sword suddenly stopped in front of Tai Lianzi, and flew around his body slowly, as if looking for direction, and finally "brushed" straight into the scabbard, and there was still a buzzing sound in the air.

Everyone present breathed a sigh of relief, and they were still unsatisfied, obviously the battle in front of them had not yet made them feel satisfied.