The scene was a mess of cups and plates, the atmosphere was harmonious, everyone was eating delicious food, watching the beauties dance, so happy.

Li Junwen is also enjoying the graceful posture of the dancing girl in the field. If it had been placed in the past, Li Junwen would have been too lazy to watch this kind of unnutritious dance. Compared with the suspender hot pants bikinis and island action movies of later generations, this dancing girl in a gauze skirt is simply conservative to the home, who has the heart to watch this kind of old-fashioned dance that has no head.

However, this was the Great Song Dynasty a thousand years ago, when entertainment activities were scarce. It's already quite good to have this kind of welfare.,That is, Zheng Wangfu is rich.,If ordinary people have a treat, who has the ability to find so many beautiful dancing girls to help the fun.,I don't believe you call a group of young models to dance belly dance when you call the dicks of later generations.,If you're willing to spend money, you have to have money to spend.。

So at this time, Li Junwen was also like a group of stinky men a thousand years ago, staring intently at the writhing figure of the dancing girl, with a dry mouth and a well-heshed nosebleed. Lying to oneself while watching it is the instinctive need of this young body, not the obscenity of one's own thoughts.

"Brother Chun, Brother Chun ......"

Li Junwen, who was looking energetic, suddenly heard someone shouting about himself, he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and when he came back to his senses, it was Zhao Guangyi who came to his seat.

Zhao Guangyi was holding a wine glass in his hand, looking at Li Junwen with his trademark smile, and when he saw that Li Junwen finally looked at him, he smiled at Li Junwen: "Brother Chun is a chivalrous young man, with both ability and political integrity, not only good kung fu, but also so delicious dishes, what a rare young hero!" Here, a toast to you! ”

Li Junwen hurriedly got up and saluted, and he didn't dare to say in his mouth, and no matter that Zhao Guangyi took the initiative to toast him as an elder, with his status and status, among the people present, except for Li Junwen's obscene master, who could let him take the initiative to step forward and deserve his toast!

Among the people present, Chai Zongxun is the most noble, but when it comes to power, it is none other than the seemingly harmless middle-aged uncle in front of him. Just kidding, this is the future Song Taizong! Aren't these thighs thick enough? Although Li Junwen is not ashamed of his despicable methods of drugging Fu Niangniang, it is not aimed at him Li Junwen, and he still has to give enough face.

Li Junwen glanced at Zhao Guangyi, subconsciously looked at his wine glass, and said in his heart, this guy in the public should not be drugged in his own wine, right? Otherwise, it will be difficult to protect your chrysanthemums.

He drank all the wine in the cup as Zhao Guangyi did, and the bitter taste of the wine melted into his mouth, and Li Junwen couldn't help frowning. The wine of the Song Dynasty is so inferior, the taste is so bad, it is difficult to eat, when should I improve this ancient wine-making method. It seems that there is no distillation method for brewing at this time, and it seems that he has another way to make money! Alas, it's really knowledge that changes fate, and you can't accept it!

Zhao Guangyi didn't know that after such a while, Li Junwen had already begun to calculate the road to wealth. He wiped the wine on his face, and said with a low smile: "Brother Chun'er was quite knowledgeable just now, and he made a decision immediately, and he will definitely have a lot to do in the future!" Zhao Guangyi was quite satisfied with Li Junwen's proposal just now and did not break his face, thinking that this kid would be carved and would become a great tool in the future, so he had the intention of making friends, and the words of praise were constant. At this time, Zhao Guangyi couldn't imagine that he would become an emperor in the future, so he was still relatively easy-going.

Li Junwen saw Zhao Guangyi's expression of "I am optimistic about you", and he was embarrassed to say that he actually let Du Heng go mainly for the sake of five hundred taels of silver, of course, there was also a reason for selling Zhao Guangyi's face.

"Zhao Xianggong thinks about the overall situation, how can the kid not know the general situation!" Li Junwen slapped the sycophant back.

"Hey, my Great Song Dynasty has a weak foundation and can't withstand the toss, I just want to share more for the imperial brother!"

"Zhao Xianggong works hard for state affairs and does his best, he is really an indispensable right-hand man of the official family, and he is really a model for my generation!"

The two took advantage of the fact that everyone enjoyed the beautiful dance music and the graceful dance steps of the dancing girl, and you and I had a cordial and friendly exchange. In the end, Zhao Guangyi also invited Li Junwen to be a guest in the capital, and Li Junwen readily agreed.

After the dance, the dancers who were covered in sweat prepared to retreat, and the guests who were dripping with laughter withdrew their reluctant gazes. Zhao Guangyi also said goodbye to Li Junwen and turned around to return to his seat.

Just as Zhao Guangyi walked down the steps, a dancing girl who happened to walk in front of him suddenly launched, pulled out a soft sword from the almost transparent gauze skirt, and stabbed him in the chest without saying anything, the soft sword roared in the air, and the cold light on the sword looked particularly dazzling under the light of the candle flame.

At this time, Zhao Guangyi stumbled under his feet, and when he went down the steps, he happened to be short, and when he saw a bright light flashing in front of him, he subconsciously flashed to the side, and fell to the ground because of his unsteady standing, and the jade wine glass fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of "pop", and some remaining wine at the bottom of the cup splashed on the ground. The soft sword rubbed the general's hair in a bun, narrowly avoiding this killer sword. Zhao Guangyi, who had avoided the sword, sat on the ground in embarrassment, and when he found a sword-wielding dancer standing in front of him, his face turned pale in an instant.

The scene, which had been a little noisy just now, suddenly fell silent, and everyone's eyes were attracted by the sound of the wine glass breaking, as if they were frozen, and they were stunned by this sudden accident.