"Come on, Zihu, brother, I'll give you a drink!" During the banquet, Yuan Shao warmly entertained Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng was a little confused, what happened to this Yuan Shao? Stimulated by what? How did it become ...... all of a sudden? It's getting like this?

Although I don't understand, I still have to pretend on the surface, "Hehe, how can I let my first brother respect my younger brother?" It should be the younger brother who respects the first brother! Zhao Feng raised his glass and saluted back.

If you want to say this toast, Zhao Feng is not afraid of anyone, in the last life in college, he did not irrigate people, nor was he irrigated, these words have long been familiar to him!

"The first brother is a hero, and after the fourth and third princes, the younger brother is particularly admired, come, the younger brother will give the first brother a cup again!" Zhao Feng raised his glass again to persuade him to drink.

"Haha, okay, let's drink!" When Yuan Shao heard such praise, his heart immediately burst into joy.

Pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the two drank several glasses in a row, Yuan Shao was already drunk, you know, the two of them drank the elixir and jade liquid, although it was only the lowest degree, but it was more than 30 degrees!

"Brother Benchu, no...... No more! Can't drink anymore! Zhao Feng pretended to be drunk and said.

"Hahaha, Zihu is drunk!" Yuan Shao laughed heartily, proud in his heart, he finally had a place to defeat Zhao Feng! Then he lay down on the table and fell asleep.

"Huh!" Zhao Feng shook his head with a smile, got up and went out, and walked towards Zhen's mansion.

Why did Zhao Feng set the meeting place in Zhongshan? First, because Zhongshan is close to Youzhou, if it is easy to escape, what is the most important thing? It's because there is a Zhen family in Zhongshan! With the help of the Zhen family and the assistance of Jinyiwei, what can Yuan Shao do to him?

At this time, it was already dusk, and a cool breeze blew on the street, and Zhao Feng's wine woke up more than half.

"Everyone line up, don't crowd, come one by one, everyone has a share!" At this time, Zhao Feng heard a crisp voice coming from not far ahead.

"The Zhen family is giving free porridge again, everyone go quickly!" At this time, the voice of a middle-aged man came from behind Zhao Feng, and then a large group of people rushed forward together, everyone was dressed in shabby clothes, each with a broken bowl in his hand, looking like beggars.

"This big brother! What's going on up ahead? Zhao Feng stopped a beggar and asked politely.

"Little brother, you're from out of town, right?" The beggar was not angry because Zhao Feng stopped him, but answered Zhao Feng's question very politely.

"Yes! I just got here today! Zhao Feng nodded.

"That's it, the locals basically know that every day at this time, the eldest lady of the Zhen family will give porridge in the Zhen Mansion in front of her to help us poor people who can't afford to live!" The beggar said, "Hey, this Miss Zhen is really a good person, she is only ten years old, and she has organized such a good thing for the benefit of the big guy!" ”

"Oh?" Zhao Feng was curious.

"Hehe, I won't tell you, mine went, and the porridge will be cold when I go late for a while!" With that, the beggar flew forward as if he were flying.

"Let me see and see' fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a swimming dragon, Rong Yao Qiu Ju, Hua Mao Chun Song. It seems to be like the moon covered by light clouds, and the Luo Shen Zhen Mi is like the snow of the flowing wind! Zhao Feng smiled, took a step, and walked forward.

Before coming to Zhen's mansion, Zhao Feng saw a little girl from afar, and she was indeed just a little girl, this was Zhen Mi! Zhen Mi's figure is very tall, with a slender waist and slender legs, which makes Zhen Mi's size almost catch up with adults, and she looks older than her actual age. A jet-black hair is coiled at the back of his head very casually, looking flowing and spiritual. The pretty face without powder is a pair of big watery eyes, bright and clear. The delicate skin that can be blown and broken by the little Lori makes people want to kiss it.

At this time, Zhen Mi was not wearing gorgeous clothes, only a muslin dress, and an apron around her waist. The outfit was not much different from that of the servant woman beside her. And what Zhen Mi does is no different from a servant woman and a servant.

I saw Zhen Mi holding a copper spoon in his right hand and a broken bowl in his left hand, with his cuffs rolled up high, revealing half of his snow-white forearm like a lotus root. She gently scooped up the gruel in the pot and slowly poured it into the broken bowl in her left hand, moving skillfully and steadily, not letting the porridge water splash a little.

Walking in briefly, Zhao Feng noticed that there were several pink marks on Zhen Mi's white and tender little arms and jade hands, which seemed to be traces left by burns.

Zhao Feng just stood there, quietly watching Zhen Mi's porridge, and unconsciously, Zhao Feng's eyes moistened, how cute this girl was in front of him! How kind!

Just when Zhao Feng was in a daze, Zhen Mi's porridge had been served, and a group of beggars had eaten the porridge and left, in front of the entire Zhen Mansion, except for the subordinates of the Zhen Mansion, only one Zhao Feng was still standing there, with undried tears on his cheeks.

"Sir! This gentleman? What happened to you? Seeing this, Zhen Mi didn't know why, so she stepped forward and looked at Zhao Feng, and found that although this person was not so handsome, he was very attractive, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this person was extraordinary, which made Zhen Mi's heart pound.

"Huh?" Zhao Feng came back to his senses and found that Zhen Mi was blinking his eyes and looking at him curiously, Zhao Feng couldn't help but blush, and wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, "I'm sorry, it's abrupt!" ”

"Why is the gentleman crying?" Zhen Mi asked with big eyes.

"The wind was touched by the kindness of the young lady's soup kitchen, so she wept!" Zhao Fengdao.

"Sir said he was smiling!" Zhen Fu smiled slightly, and suddenly made people feel like a spring breeze, "Looking at the appearance of Mr., he shouldn't be here to ask for porridge, right?" ”

"Hehe, of course not, the wind is here to find Brother Zhuo Shun!" Zhao Feng understood his intention.

"You're looking for my daddy?" Zhen Mi looked at Zhao Feng suspiciously.

"That's right!" Zhao Feng nodded, "I still bother Miss Lao to pass it on, just say that Zhao Feng and Zhao Zihu came to visit!" ”

"What? You are Zhao Feng? That is the number one general in the world? Zhen Mi's small mouth was big, she never thought that the person in front of her was the person he had been thinking about and meeting for a long time. She grew up listening to Zhao Feng's deeds and reading the poems written by Zhao Feng since she was a child, and she has long regarded Zhao Feng as her idol in her heart.

"Uh...... It must be me! Zhao Feng touched his nose and said with some embarrassment.

"Huh......" Zhen Mi didn't know what she thought of, her pretty face turned red, turned around and ran back to the house.

"This ......" Zhao Feng scratched his head inexplicably, what is the situation? Is she going to pass it on?