"Your Excellency is gracious." The people in the entire troupe liked Zhuang Qing and the two people who were particularly polite, and when they saw that they thanked them, they hurriedly returned one.

"Everyone laughed." Zhuang Qing was able to sit in this position, partly because of his father's support. As for the other part, that is, his father once forced him to talk to Jiang Huan when he saw people, and the ability of the smiling tiger to talk nonsense. As the saying goes, this is the most afraid of learning things for a long time. After learning for a long time, many things become stereotyped.

No, Zhuang Qing learned from Jiang Huan for too long, and then successfully finalized.

"The class leader has been singing for so long, I must have worked hard, drink a cup of tea to moisten my throat." Zhuang Qing said, grabbed the teacup in front of him, and poured a cup of tea for someone.

Then, he stood up and walked over to the class leader.

"How can this be..."The class master said, taking Zhuang Qing's tea with sincere trepidation, and drank it all.

"This tea is so delicious." The class leader praised without changing his face.

Delicious? Jiang Huan, who was drinking tea, almost didn't squirt out the water he had just drunk when he heard this.

Just this tea, okay? The tea in his house is much better than the tea he drinks now that is comparable to plain water, right?

Not only Jiang Huan thinks so, but others think the same way. It's just that they are guests and have to take care of the host's face, so they didn't say anything.

If they were to say it, they would definitely be able to tell that there were thousands of bad things about this tea.

This tea is just an ordinary tea bought from a copper plate on the street to ten packs, delicious? This class leader has something wrong with his brain.

Zhuang Qing's face froze, but his good upbringing still made him smile.

"If the class master likes it, I'll ask someone to send some over."

The class leader also noticed the stiffness on Zhuang Qing's face, and the appearance of several ministers who wanted to laugh but couldn't.

But what could he do?

This is a tea that is respected by big people, even if it is not delicious, it has to be said to be delicious, otherwise it will not offend people?

Zhuang Qing didn't dig deeper, but gave those talkative guys a knife, asking them to clean up their idiots who could see the expression.

Everyone just laughed casually for a while, and when they received a warning, they immediately stopped talking.

"Come on, serve!" Zhuang Qing saw that those people were finally at peace, and no longer said anything or did anything that made others misunderstand, and if he was embarrassed, he put his heart at ease.

"Yes." After Zhuang Qing finished speaking, a group of people in subordinate clothes walked in, their eyes drooped, and they held all kinds of delicacies in their hands, and without saying a word, they put the food on the table and retreated.

"Everyone, please use it." Zhuang Qing worked hard to give full play to the hospitality he had learned when he watched his father entertain guests. Because I have seen too much, I have a good way to do things, not at all like the usual appearance of not doing my job, dealing with other people in my official position every day, and then wandering around like a fool.

The head of the class has seen countless nobles, but it is the first time he has been invited to the mansion as a guest, so he is still a little restrained, and he is embarrassed to see that Zhuang Qing and a few people are pouring wine on him.

It's not because of anything else, but because he doesn't know how to drink, and when something particularly festive happens in the troupe, when he needs to drink, he pushes the wine to others, or pours it directly into his sleeve.

But now, it's clear that it's not possible to pour wine down your sleeve as you normally would.

After all, so many people are watching.

If you pour wine down your sleeve and someone else finds out, you look down on others.

It's such a big crime, they can't afford it.

Thinking of this, the class owner drank the first glass of wine. Immediately after that, it was the second cup, the third cup.

Five or six minutes later, the head of the class was drunk. He lay on the table, unable to wake anyone no matter how much he did.

"The class master is probably drunk, so we don't need to disturb him, let's continue eating." Zhuang Qing poured a lot of wine from the class owner, and he also drank a lot of wine himself. At this moment, he was already a little drunk. Not only him, but even the others who didn't drink much were more or less drunk. The only one who wasn't drunk was the only one in the group who drank tea, Jiang Huan.

He was drinking tea and eating vegetables at the same time, very leisurely. Soon, a banquet was over.

The banquet was over, and how to send them back with drunken people became all the questions.

Zhuang Qing looked around and called a dozen subordinates from the door to help them go back together. But there are ten subordinates, and these officials, plus those actors, there are about twenty in total, it must be too troublesome to help them one by one, and their physical strength can't keep up.

Not to mention that except for him and Jiang Huan, they were all drunk.

Zhuang Qing sighed.

"Jiang Huan, let's help them go to rest separately."

"Okay." Jiang Huan agreed.

Most of the people present were men, and there was no need to worry about the defense of men and women, so he pulled a person casually and helped one person away.

Seeing that they helped people away, the people also helped the others to go.

The only one who didn't leave was the only woman in this group, Pingyao.

Pingyao's girl was embroidering flowers in the house, and it stands to reason that they should go directly to his house, call someone over, and let her help people in. This is not far from Pingyao House, a few hundred steps away. But the people helped people to the yard just now, and their physical strength was used a lot. Don't say a few hundred steps, even a few steps are too lazy to walk.

Of course, even if they wanted to go, Zhuang Qing would not let them. After all, they are going to implement their own plans.

Zhuang Qing and Jiang Huan gave each other a look, nodded after confirming that there was no problem, and pulled Pingyao aside alone, only to listen to Jiang Huan,

"Pingyao girl, there are no women here, only us men. It stands to reason that you should go to the woman to help you in, but we drank too much, didn't drink, and we were very tired, and we really didn't want to go more, so we had to help us. If anyone is offended, I hope the girl will forgive me. ”

Jiang Huan was exquisite, naturally knowing that Pingyao was already in a half-drunk state, and he couldn't hear what they said, so he said this just to ask for peace of mind.

"Offended." When Zhuang Qing heard what Jiang Huan said, he also said a word.

After speaking, I heard him say again, "Let's go." ”

"Hmm." Jiang Huan said, and helped the person out with Zhuang Qing.

This help was carried out into the courtyard.

Xiaoya is a slave and maid, and she can't sing, and it can even be said that if she hadn't been picked up by Pingyao, she wouldn't have been able to come to the troupe at all. In addition, the class is full of men, and there is no one to serve, so the class owner and others hate this girl who can't do anything except serve Pingyao, so they stipulate that she is not allowed to come out when they are singing, only allowed to stay in the house, and if she is disobedient and comes out directly, she will be kicked out.

It is also for this reason that Xiaoya stays in the house and embroiders.

(End of chapter)