Chapter 12

"More than ten bigwigs, they can't even deal with the other party's five people, and why don't any men take Wu Hook and collect Guanshan Fifty Prefectures all day long. , tsk tsk...... Just the cowardice of you guys, it's just ......" Chen Jie was standing in front of the group of literary young men with blue noses and swollen faces, dejected heads, and gray faces, and his mouth was vicious and sneering.

"Okay, Brother Jie'er let them go, they are all scholars, where can they withstand the beating of those guys." Li Qingzhao couldn't bear to nudge Chen Jie, who was making a fortune, and whispered.

"Hmph, forget it, by the way, sister, you're fine, right?" Only then did Chen Jie let go of this group of literary young people who were trained by her to be like a plague chicken and not say a word.

"Well, it's okay......" Li Qingzhao's face turned red, not because of the alcohol, but because he felt a little embarrassed by the scream that shook the whole restaurant and was about to jump, but speaking of which, it was all to blame for Lei Fengxia's bastard, not only robbed himself twice, but also called himself a rabbit girl.

What the hell does my aunt look like a rabbit? Li Qingzhao's heart shouted angrily again, and the beautiful Danfeng's eyes turned into angry agate grapes.

And the literary young man who was trained by Chen Jie to the point that his eyes were faintly red saw Li Qingzhao, a beautiful goddess, speaking for himself and others, and he was so excited that he couldn't wait to pounce over and kneel and lick, goddess, Mrs. Li really deserves to be the dream goddess of my generation's reading seeds.

So understanding, so gentle and generous, especially the smile, so intoxicating......

Chen Jie didn't pay attention to this group of literary young people who were thinking crankily and were extremely turbulent in their hearts, but looked at Li Qingzhao with concern. "And said it's okay, why do you feel like you're angry......"

"Is there one? Hehe, Brother Jie, you must have read it wrong. Li Qingzhao smiled dryly, and the depression and madness in his heart were really impossible to describe.

"By the way, that Lei Fengxia called you just now, huh? ......" Chen Jie was halfway through his words, and suddenly found that his mouth was blocked by Qingzhao's sister, and he was still glaring at himself, Chen Jie rolled his eyes helplessly for a long time before taking Li Qingzhao's hand away. "What the hell is going on?"

"Good sister, can you talk about it when you go back?!" Seeing Li Qingzhao's shy, anxious and annoyed look, Chen Jie had no choice but to nod. He glanced back at the little brother and waved his hand impatiently. "It's all gone, I'll take Sister Qingzhao and leave first, by the way, Brother Fengxian, you remember to settle the bill, it's time for you to be the east today......"

"Hey, hey, we haven't asked the Li family lady to comment on our recent poems, hey, don't go......" A vote of literary young people rushed to the door of the private room like a group of buzzing flies, but Chen Jie took the door shut, especially the two buddies in front almost made the sturdy wooden door and the people behind them squeeze a pneumothorax.

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"Hmph, a bunch of cowardly as mice, fighting is not even as good as a girl, sister go, go to my sister's house to drink, your brother-in-law has found a lot of good wine these days." Chen Jie pursed his lips disdainfully, took Li Qingzhao's arm and walked to the first floor.

After getting into Chen Jie's carriage and hearing Li Qingzhao tell the complete rescue experience, Chen Jie hugged his stomach and bent over with a smile. It took a long time to get up, and when I saw Li Qingzhao's shy and annoyed appearance, I quickly straightened my face. "No wonder my sister is so angry, that Lei Fengxia is really annoying and hateful."

"That's it, hmph, if I catch him, I will, I must ......" Li Qingzhao pinched his powder fist and thought for a long time, but he didn't know how to punish his savior. However, when he thought of that guy covering his lips with his hand, he seemed to press his tongue, and his pretty face was faintly hot for no reason.

Forget it, I'll think about such a problem next time. Li Qingzhao cleared his throat and quickly changed the topic. "By the way, Brother Jie, where did my brother-in-law get the good wine this time, can there be aged flowers?"

The carriage drifted away amid the laughter of the two women, leaving only a young man with a blue nose and a swollen face gritting his teeth on the second floor.

"Lei Fengxia, my king XX and you are incompatible!"

"Lei Fengxia, I, Zhao, will definitely not rest with you!"

All kinds of angry roars resounded throughout the restaurant, and the diners in the restaurant were so angry that they threw chopsticks one after another. "Your mother, can you still let people eat well, after a while, the ghost screams and the wine flies, what do you want now? Do you want to watch you bastard boys act today! ”

Seeing countless diners murderously throwing chopsticks to grab clothes and pull clothes, with a posture of wanting to open up if they disagree, this literary young man was frightened to shut up obediently, with a bag of aggrieved tears, like a team of wronged little daughters-in-law who escaped from the restaurant.

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Not long after Wang Yang and his entourage returned to Yihong Mansion out of breath, the night gradually rose, the lights were on, and Yihong Mansion began to usher in a peak of guests for the day.

Full of wine and food, and experienced a very hilarious after-dinner exercise and night run, Wang Daguan walked into Yihong Mansion slowly and contentedly, and played a harmless Tai Chi pusher with two girls who wanted to come over to rub oil, Wang Daguan decided to go back to the room to take a nap, anyway, the current hour is for Yihong Mansion, the nightlife has just begun.

And at this moment, the princess on the second floor of the backyard was furious, spitting at the trembling steward. "You eat the old lady's, drink the old lady's, use the old lady's, and twitter all day long, now you can't do some small things, what's the use of the old lady raising you this waste?"

A woman with a gorgeous appearance who was whispering to Liu Yiyi turned her head and said softly. "Mom, it's no wonder that it's not because in the eyes of those readers, the grade of our Yihong Mansion is too low, otherwise, I'm afraid that even if it's upside down, they want to write for those buildings that are famous in Tokyo...... It's a pity that people don't look down on them. ”

Wang Po turned her head, squeezed out a rare smile towards the top brand of Yihong Mansion, and handed over the rice paper full of words in her hand just now.

"Alas, my mother doesn't know, but if there are no good words, how can our Yihong Mansion attract those good guests, and if those noble guests don't come, how can we make our Yihong Mansion go to the next level? Or, daughter, you pick and choose from here first, pick one or two words that are passable for the time being, and sing them first......"

"Since mom, you have said so, how can the daughter have a reason to disobey her fate, but if the words are not good, I am afraid of making the guests unhappy......" Yunyan girl raised the white lotus-like jade wrist, lazily received it in her hand, picked it for a long time, and barely picked out two that were worthy of the goal, so she resigned.

"Why are you stunned, don't you hurry up, hurry up and find the right words for the old lady, money is not a problem, but if the quality is still like these, see how the old lady cleans you up." Wang Po glared at the cow steward viciously and shouted.

After the cow steward could only nod and leave the room with a smile, he walked downstairs with a helpless and bitter expression, just in time to see Wang Yang's goods humming a strange tone coming to the door. "Ouch cow steward, why do you look miserable, it shouldn't be that you have a few days of bitterness and troubles every month."

PS: Thank you for the support of the book friend Yu Z Mo, thank you for the fiery enthusiasm of the relatives, and the collection rose so much at once, so open, in view of this, I decided to call it every day, lest you dear book friends still think that the Lun family does not need to collect and recommend support, Mo Da! Let's make the collection and recommendation more intense!