Nan Ying, Zhang Ji and others turned around a street corner and finally saw Zhang's mansion.

"Oh my God!" Nanying gasped, "How can there be so many people?" ”

"Many?" Zhang Ji smiled bitterly, "You really haven't seen a big scene, if it weren't for the chaos in Luoyang in the past few days, you would have seen several times more people than this!" ”

Nan Ying looked at the hundreds of people in front of Zhang's mansion, and shook his head in disbelief, he finally understood why Zhang Rang said that thousands of people visited his mansion every day, this was by no means boasting, but a little modest.

His scalp tingled and said, "What should we do now?" ”

Zhang Rang took out a piece of wooden slip from his sleeve and said with a smile: "What about yours?" Give it to me! With the thin noodles that I have been a guest here for more than a month, I believe I won't wait that long! ”

Nan Ying was surprised: "What is this!" ”

Zhang Rangzhang opened his mouth and said, "You don't even have a famous thorn, right?" ”

Nan Ying wanted to cry without tears and said, "Is it a business card?" Why is this still popular? I'll get it somewhere in a while! ”

He Zhen behind him suddenly stepped forward, took out a piece of wooden tablet from his sleeve, and presented it with respectful hands: "Sir!" The Lord guessed that Mr. may not have prepared a famous thorn, so he specially ordered the last general to present it! ”

Nanying took a look and saw that the wooden abbreviation was written with a few lines of tall words, although it was incomprehensible, but it was also conceivable that it must be a name and occupation.

His heart warmed, His Majesty the Son of Heaven was thoughtful for himself.

Nan Ying just wanted to hand the famous thorn to Zhang Ji, but saw He Zhen gently take the famous thorn of the two in his hand, and said with a smile: "Such a trivial matter, how can you work for the two gentlemen to take action personally, and wait for the end to go!" ”

Nan Ying saw He Zhen walking towards Zhang's Mansion unhurriedly, and he was glad in his heart, although this person had followed him for less than a day, he had already solved a lot of tedious things for himself.

The hoof behind him sounded, and several voices said softly in unison: "Lord! ”

Nan Ying turned his head and said in surprise: "Dian Wei, Qiangtong, Gao Feng!" Why are there only a few of you! What about the eldest brother and Brother Yang and Xiaojun? ”

Gao Feng smiled bitterly: "Mr. Jia is settling those horse merchants, Brother Yang likes to be quiet, Xiao Jun wants to watch his second uncle, Fang Hu and Zhao Ming want to stay in the mansion." As for Gao Shuai, he accidentally ran into the old man after going out, and it was only the three of us who came! ”

"Big brother's deceased?" Nan Ying was slightly stunned, "I've never heard him talk about it!" ”

Gao Feng approached and lowered his voice: "Actually, it is our fellow villager in Hanoi, and he also had a helping hand to Gao Shuai!" ”

Nan Ying nodded and said, "Big brother's friend is my friend, and when I return home, I will definitely get to know this person in person!" ”

Suddenly, in front of Zhang's mansion, a servant shouted: "Welcome Mr. Zhang and Mr. Nan into the mansion, and the rest of the visitors will go home!" ”

Everyone was taken aback, it seems that Zhang Rang has really given this face, he must have already ordered it to come down, and as soon as the main master visits, he will close the door and thank the guests, and only receive Nanying and others.

Nanying lowered his head, looked at the can of wine in his hand, and said with a wry smile: "People have given a lot of face, but I don't know if my gift is a little cold!" ”

"Alas!" Zhang Rang let out an exclamation and took the can of wine with both hands, "Mr. Nan is really a person with a heart, and he prepared such a generous gift for Zhang in a hurry!" How did Zhang repay him? ”

Nan Ying looked at Zhang Rang dumbfounded, guessing in his heart whether he was sincere or taking the opportunity to be sarcastic.

But seeing Zhang Rang's eyes exuding a look of joy, he opened the clay pot with trembling hands, took a deep breath, and his throat couldn't stop rolling up and down. How can that look be disguised?

Seeing Zhang Rang's intoxicated face, Nan Ying understood in his heart, it seems that he hit it by mistake, this eunuch is a drunkard!

He took the opportunity to smile and said: "The sword is given to the martyrs, the red powder is given to the beauties, and this grape wine can only be given to a gentleman like Lord Zhang Rang who knows how to taste wine!" ”

Zhang Rang's heart was overjoyed when he heard it, this Mr. Nan is indeed a person who knows his intentions, no wonder he is loved by the Son of Heaven, and he really has a bright future!

As soon as he grabbed Nanying's hand, he personally sent it to the seat, and laughed sharply: "Okay, good!" Zhang Mou owes Mr. a few days of favors, I really don't know how to pay it back, and please get drunk today! ”

Nanying was pulled by his cold hand, and a layer of goosebumps suddenly appeared all over his body, but fortunately, Zhang Rang quickly let go of his hand.

He sat down in the seat and said with a forced smile: "My lord is so polite, it's a trivial matter, how can it be .........?"

"Bang" The door of the main hall was pushed open by someone, and a figure rushed in like a whirlwind.

The man turned his face up, twitched his nose vigorously, and a frenzy flashed on his face, and exclaimed, "Good wine! Where is it? ”

followed the turn of his eyes, and was already staring at the wine jar in Zhang Rang's hand, his eyes full of hunger and thirst.

Everyone was stunned, because this person was Zhang Feng.

Zhang Rang's face flashed with hesitation, and he reprimanded: "Don't be rude! Several gentlemen and guests are here, how dare you be presumptuous! ”

Zhang Feng's eyes slowly turned to Nan Ying, and he said in a dumb voice: "You gave this wine?" ”

Nan Ying had just nodded, and Zhang Feng had already rushed over, grabbed the sleeve of Nan Ying's robe and shouted, "The surname is Nan!" You're too bad a friend! You and I have known each other before, why don't you give me such a good wine! ”

Nanying couldn't cry or laugh, it turned out that this Zhang Feng was also a big drunkard who was not inferior to his father in the slightest, he really had his father's heart and his son!

He had to look at Zhang Rang with a look for advice.

Zhang Rang slapped the case and said angrily: "Shame on you!" Take your seat yet! I have neglected a few distinguished guests, and look how I punish you! ”

The other hand quietly hid the jar behind him.

Zhang Feng replied unwillingly, and was about to retreat in a huff, but Nan Ying couldn't bear to say: "Brother Zhang is in a hurry!" Sooner or later, I will find another jar for Brother Zhang! ”

He thought to himself, maybe the Kushan horse merchant Aquix still had stock, so he might as well ask him for another can.

Zhang Feng's eyes lit up, and he patted Nanying on the shoulder and said, "This is a good brother!" Then he smiled and stepped back.

Zhang Rang was obviously a little embarrassed, and said, "My son is rude!" Please don't be surprised Mr. Nan! ”

Nan Ying was secretly amused in his belly, but he said modestly: "I have a lifelong friendship with Brother Feng, and I have always been used to being close, how can there be any rudeness?" ”

As soon as these words came out, not only did Zhang Feng secretly stretch out his big finger to Nanying, but even Zhang Rang was overjoyed, and said with a long smile: "This is very good!" Then forgive Zhang for entrusting him to a big one, and call Mr. a good nephew! ”

Everyone praised the goodness together, and the atmosphere in the hall became more harmonious.

Soon, there were maidservants and servants who brought up the price of wine and food.

Zhang Rang was in a good mood, raised the wine bottle with a smile, and frequently persuaded him to drink.

Dian Wei, Gao Feng and the others rarely ate so deliciously, and they were even more happy, but He Zhen and Qiang Tong resolutely refused to sit down, and the two of them stood behind Nan Ying with their swords together.

After three rounds of wine, Nanying drank the white rice soup in the wine bottle, but he couldn't drink it well anyway, and said with a wry smile: "Dare to ask Lord Zhang, I just gave a can of wine in the next place, why is my lord and Brother Zhang Feng like a treasure!" ”

Zhang Rang raised his head and drank all the wine in the bottle, half-squinted his eyes, if smoky and edifying, he still didn't finish his mind for a while: "The virtuous nephew is not a person who loves wine, but how can he understand the joy of wine tasting?" This beautiful fairy dew entrance, accompanied by delicacies, and with the strong affection of this cup, after the ears and eyes are hot, it is suddenly like a dream! Alas! It's wonderful! ”

Nanying was almost stunned when he heard it, this big eunuch actually has this elegance and taste, which is really impressive.

Zhang Rang watched the servant pour wine into the wine bottle in front of him again, and his eyes flashed with memory: "Speaking of this wine, I'm not afraid of everyone laughing, with Zhang's identity, he has only drunk it a few times in his life!" The last time was more than ten years ago, the former Liangzhou Thorn Shi Mengtuo worked hard to find a jar for Zhang! ”

He raised the wine bottle and said to Nanying: "Virtuous nephew, please think about it, after many years, if you have this fate, how can you not love Ruo Treasure?" ”

Nanying suddenly realized that it must be because the Han Dynasty had not introduced the wine brewing method at this time, which made this thing so precious.

He smiled and raised the bottle in return: "Boss, please rest assured, I will definitely do my best to find more wine for my lord and Brother Zhang to enjoy!" ”

He thought to himself, this thing will be everywhere in the future generations, as long as you get grape seeds and brewing methods from Aquix, how much will you want in the future?

Zhang Rang's father and son's eyes lit up at the same time, and they said happily together: "It's hard work!" Please fill this bottle! ”

Nan Ying drank it all with a sad face, and said to him: "I should do my best in the next decision, but I really don't like to drink in the next place, can I .......?"

Zhang Rang was full of wine, and Nanying was becoming more and more pleasing to the eye, and hurriedly persuaded: "Why did the virtuous nephew say this?" It's rare to get drunk in life! Hugh Ti didn't drink, just to give Zhang a face! Someone! Don't serve wine to your guests! ”

A servant hurriedly walked up to the hall, knelt beside Nan Ying, and reached out to scoop the wine into the bottle from the wine ding next to him.

Nan Ying suddenly felt a chill on his body, and a terrifying cold aura invaded him. Nan Ying is a warrior who has been on the verge of death many times, and an outstanding hunter, he has never believed in the so-called murderous aura in the world, but whenever danger comes, he has an instinctive instinct that has saved his life.

His heart was shocked, and the muscles in his body immediately tensed, but his face swept over the servant in front of him with a pretended carelessness.

The man lowered his head, and the movement of holding the wine scoop in his right hand was obviously a little stiff, this stiffness was by no means nervous, but because of rustiness, and the left hand did not droop naturally, but was half-lifted to protect his chest and abdomen, as if to cover something.

Nanying laughed, stood up, and said to Zhang Rang with the bottle: "My lord is reasonable!" Drink this bottle to the next time, thank you! ”

Zhang Rang smiled and raised his hand in return, and was about to open his mouth to thank him.

Suddenly, Nanying's body shook, and the wine bottle fell straight to the ground.

There was no sound of landing, and the wine bottle was still a few inches off the ground, and it was firmly caught by a hand.

Everyone looked at the owner of the hand in disbelief.

The servant raised his hand to catch the wine bottle out of instinct, and froze himself.

Nan Ying didn't think about it, kicked the man in the face hard, and said sharply: "Assassin! ”

PS: I'm not a professional writer, and there's really a big gap! It took three hours to code a chapter, so hurry up and release it! Prepare to continue to write the next chapter with a full face, otherwise you won't have time to go to work tomorrow!