Chapter 99: Collect the reed mats
Chapter 99: Collect the reed mat
For a feast of curiosity, under normal circumstances, the guests take the initiative to leave, and the host has to pretend to stay whether he wants to or not. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
This time, the host took the initiative to send off the guest, which was unexpected enough, who would have thought that Zhou Ning, the guest, would actually propose not to leave, this move simply refreshed people's understanding of the concept of 'being a guest'.
A ruthless host meets a dead-faced guest, which is really stunning.
"Master Zhang" Narcissus girl walked around Zhang Quanli from behind Zhou Ning, put one hand on Zhang Quanli's shoulder, and with the other hand, she picked up the wine glass and sent it to Zhang Quanli's lips: "Lord Qin is going to disperse, I have to hurry up and toast you, you must appreciate the face of the slave family." ā
Zhang Quanli was still sitting on his lap, and he pushed the one in his arms away, and hurriedly reached out to pick up the wine cup of the narcissus. The narcissus refused to let go, and poured it into his mouth.
He refused to let go, so he took Narcissus's hand and brought the wine to his lips, and drank it all with a of his neck.
A glass of wine poured into her stomach, and the narcissus girl pulled her hand out of his palm full of grievances: "People have only been in for a while, and they have prepared several tunes but they are useless, so I will go back." ā
"Smack!" Zhang Quanli slapped the table fiercely, and the tea cups on the table made a sound. "Scatter a bird! Play and have a good time, lack of wine money or poor food money is counted on Lao Tzu's account! ā
Zhang Quanli shouted angrily, and immediately attracted everyone's attention from Zhou Ning. said that Zhou Ning was not polite, although he was not polite, it was not outrageous.
Look at this Zhang Quanli again, not only is Lai Pilai's face rude, and he scolds people when he says it. People have the confidence to scold people, even if Qin Jin is a Zhongcheng in the imperial history, he is just a four-grade petty official.
Although Zhang Quanli is just a businessman, he has a hard background, and he opens his mouth to represent the prestige of the emperor's relatives. Which of the dozens of court officials here dares to stand up and argue with others?
Qin Jin almost cried out of breath, and his violently undulating chest could no longer hide the fact that he was angry. No matter what Zhang Quanli said, he brought it out, and now he actually stood on Zhou Ning's side so grandly.
Is it evil? Zhang Quanli's kind of big characters can't recognize a basket of Bai Ding, just because Zhou Ning gave him a broken fan, so he made friends?
Qin Jin wondered, he was supporting Zhang Quanli, the uncle, all the way, why did he still confess his revenge? It seems that you can't be too respectful to anyone, and if you respect him, he won't take you seriously.
"Come on, Master Zhang is drunk, help him down to rest." Qin Jin's face couldn't even maintain a polite smile, today is his scene, and he can't let a fool mess up his face.
"Presumptuous!" Zhang Quanli slapped the table heavily and stood up with a 'pout'. Zhang Quanli did drink a lot, he didn't look down on Qin Jin from his heart, Qin Jin was the champion who got the champion by going through the door of King Yun, and he knew about it.
In fact, Qin Jin has real learning, and Jinshi was admitted by ability, but he just took a little path in the matter of being the champion, and he was mistaken by Zhang Quanli for a straw bag.
Everyone is a straw bag, and he just plays with the style of culture, as if he is so great as the top leader. Zhang Quanli hates the sour smell of learned people the most, because he also wants to have it, but he really doesn't.
Zhang Quanli pointed at Qin Jin and shouted without any emotion: "The surname is Qin, you dare to argue with Lao Tzu before your hair grows, right?" ā
The warriors stood in the center of the cabin and were a little at a loss for a while, they looked at Qin Jin and Zhang Quanli, and they didn't dare to move.
"These guards are all Imperial Forest Army sent by King Yun, I want to see if they listen to you or me." Zhang Quanli kicked the table in front of him over: "This painting boat was also sent out by King Yun to play, and the food along the way, including tonight's banquet, is from various yamen along the road, not only do you not spend money but also make a lot of money, don't you know when I do?" ā
Everyone who said Zhang Quanli in one sentence broke out in a cold sweat, and everyone knows some things, but they can't talk about it on the surface. Except for Zhou Ning, who among the officials present did not give Qin Jin a gift?
"What the hell do you want?" Qin Jin is tolerant enough today, how can he be as if he has been entangled by bad luck, and he can't get around. The good Zhang Quanli also blew up, and Qin Jin didn't provoke him.
Zhang Quanli didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to play for a while, and finally Narcissus took the initiative to give him a hug, but he didn't even hug it.
"How do you like it, stay if you want, leave if you don't want to stay, don't delay our happiness." Zhang Quanli didn't give him a good face at all.
Qin Jin didn't have any rut with him, it seems that he can't be dispersed today. Qin Jin didn't know whether he was angry or pretending to laugh: "I'm afraid that it will affect the rest of the adults, since we don't have the heart to leave, let's not get drunk!" ā
The samurai retreated, and the attendants hurriedly cleaned up the miscellaneous items scattered all over the ground.
Strings of red lanterns hung high all over the cabin, slender hands poured wine, beautiful women served food, and the sound of singing and laughter permeated the river.
All the unpleasantness was as if it had never happened, and the atmosphere in the exchange of glasses was indescribable. It was truly a night of fun.
"Let's talk about wine with sincerity, raise a glass and invite the moon to the top. Mo Dao's life is long, and the spring flowers and autumn moon are sad. Narcissus danced and sang in the middle of the cabin, her green clothes turned into a group.
Huanpei Dingdong is accompanied by the sound of silk and bamboo, and the voice of Narcissus is excellent, and the dancing is also good. At the end of the song, many people are still immersed in it.
"Narcissus is truly talented." Zhou Ning also gave her a thumbs up and praised her heartily, and the narcissus only smiled and said nothing at him.
Zhang Quanli smirked, and his saliva was about to flow out. At first, I only saw that the narcissus girl looked good, but I didn't expect that she could sing well and dance better.
"Master Zhang, do I sing well?" Narcissus lifted the flask and poured Zhang Quanli a glass of wine, holding the glass in both hands and handing it to his lips.
"Sounds good, sounds good." Zhang Quanli didn't have time to say anything else, and Narcissus poured the wine directly into his mouth.
"Master Zhang, how long can you live in Yunjiang County? Let's stay with us in Yichun Temple. The narcissus pulled his arm and shook it, and she was delicate.
Zhang Quanli, a fool with a lot of money, who doesn't want to hold him?
"I can't live for three days, I'm here to scatter money, pay off old debts, and then book some goods."
"Master Zhang, aren't you Princess Yun's brother? Do you still use business to make money? What kind of business do you do? ā
"It's not interesting, just collect some reed mats and make a small deal."