Chapter 91: Face (1)

Listening to Lin Zhengyu's words, Jiang Yu didn't look back, standing beside the black cloth table calmly fiddling with something, seemingly ignoring Lin Zhengyu's existence, but he didn't let out a sentence lightly: "Jiang Yu did it?" Oh......... These fireworks were indeed done by Jiang Yu! But.......Brother Lin, you....... are uninvited! ”

Lin Zhengyu's eyes burned with anger and stared at Jiang Yu's back, his gurgling fists suppressing his violently undulating chest...... finally resisted the urge to beat Jiang Yu. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Stepping on the meadow under his feet fiercely imprinted deep marks, Lin Zhengyu gritted his teeth and pursed his lips, the tip of his nose spewed hot anger....... stepped on the rustling meadow and walked to the opposite side of Jiang Yu!

"Tribute wine....... tribute wine......." Lin Zhengyu was so angry that his whole body trembled, and he laboriously spit out these words from the tip of his tongue, which was a low guttural voice! Jiang Yu stopped what he was doing and raised his head...... It was a smiling face that was subtle but not revealed: "Brother Lin said that he laughed ........ Jiang Yu's wine...... But it won't be a tribute wine...... It won't taste bad! ”

"You ........" Lin Zhengyu was choked by Jiang Yu's words, and the fist hidden in the wide sleeved robe almost stretched out! "It's come to this...... Whatever you want, say it! Lin Zhengyu pinned his big sleeves behind him, but his fists were clenched tighter, and his face was cloudy and uncertain, and he was sideways!

Hearing Lin Zhengyu's words, Jiang Yu's body trembled imperceptibly for ordinary people, and it was up to people to make things happen, and it was up to heaven to make things happen. From the failure of the competition for tribute wine to the layout of the Lin family....... waiting for the situation to turn around, the anxiety, uneasiness, and hesitation in my heart were ...... Without being in the game, others can't appreciate the ups and downs of this!

Lin Zhengyu's compromising words were like a huge stone stirring up thousands of ripples in Jiang Yu's heart....... and that long-awaited land finally ushered in the long-awaited rain!

Putting down the firework in his hand, Jiang Yu straightened up, and his shining starry eyes soothed as he watched the mist of the mountains and forests in the distance churning in the sunlight....... which was a true portrayal of his heart at the moment!

"Tribute wine....... plus all the branches of the Lin family in the south......." Jiang Yu lowered his head and continued to fiddle with the fireworks on the table, his tone seemed to be bland....... but secretly it revealed a kind of domineering that was not negotiable!

"Jiang Yu! You ........" Lin Zhengyu was almost so angry by Jiang Yu that he lost his mind, and his hands that were pinned behind his back had already been separated and pressed fiercely on the black cloth table....... which had the momentum of flipping the table and upside down the chair!

Desperately suppressing the churning of anger in his heart, his hands clenched inch by inch on the black cloth table, and clenched his fists again, Lin Zhengyu let his brain stay as clear as possible....... put away his hands and turned around in place twice, his thoughts were much clearer!

Lin Zhengyu's tone became arrogant again: "Jiang Yu....... tribute wine is not something you can control, no matter what my Lin family says, it has been in operation in Jinling for decades!" ”

Jiang Yu strung the fireworks one by one, slowly stood on the table, half-squatted and looked at one eye for a long time before he slowly spoke: "Tribute wine is the Wen family........ the habits of drinking in the north and south are different, and the Lin family is estimated to have only one-third of the industry in the south...... Not half as much. Want...... Brother Lin should be willing. ”

One eye aimed at Lin Zhengyu's flushed face, and he opened his mouth to say something, but Jiang Yu raised his hand to stop him.

Seeing that the fireworks were tied up very neatly, Jiang Yu stood up, pressed his waist with both hands, twisted a few times..... and shook his head: "Jiang Yu knows that the Lin family has a great cause........ Wen and Lin families have today's situation, no matter how they say it in the court....... they are all related to each other it is nothing more than the eight immortals crossing the sea to show their magical powers." ”

Jiang Yu blinked, pressed his index finger on the bridge of his nose and thought for a while, then raised his index finger and dangled it in the air as if teaching a student who made a mistake: "Brother Lin..... if Jiang Yu remembers it well, in the first year of the Great Zhou Xiande, the Lu family in Yangzhou ...... Because of the fading of silk, he was heavily fined by the imperial court, and changed from the richest man in Yangzhou to the bottom of the cloth industry!

Judging from the situation of Lin Jiagong's liquor changing its flavor today...... Brother Lin's tribute wine seems to be preparing for Chinese New Year's Eve! Chinese New Year's Eve well...... There is only one time a year, and the imperial court should pay more attention to it! I don't know that the Holy Chinese New Year's Eve Festival, the banquet ministers ....... drink such a good wine that has changed its taste........ Jiang Yu feels like a big scenery when he thinks about it! ”

After Jiang Yu finished speaking, it was as if nothing had happened, and he still blinked....... laying out the fireworks on the table! Lin Zhengyu was so excited by Jiang Yu's words that his forehead jumped, and he could no longer suppress the anger in his heart, his body pressed against the table, he got as close to Jiang Yu as possible, and said fiercely: "It's obviously your trick........ you ........"

"Brother Lin, it's okay...... Our virtuous saint is still relatively tolerant, but it's just a matter of drinking the wine that has changed its taste, plus the bad news from the north, oh...... The Lin family has a big business, if there are not tens of millions, there are millions....... Brother Lin, you said, someone hit the muzzle of the gun, Jiang Yu can't stop it if he wants to! ”

Jiang Yu smiled at Lin Zhengyu's eyes, and the deep flash in his eyes made Lin Zhengyu stunned on the spot...... No more strength to argue!

After a while, Lin Zhengyu drooped his head, the expression on his face was sluggish, and he moved his lips with difficulty, and made a vicissitudes of life: "You cut off more than a dozen branches in the north of the Wen family, not to survive with a broken arm, but to ...... In order to ........ activities in the capital....... there was not enough real money....... no official dared to leak the news of the defeat...... It's a felony of killing your head! ”

"Brother Lin doesn't have to be like this...... You can go back and discuss it with your family, or go to the capital to verify the news of the defeat! Calculating the time....... Jiang Yu can wait......." Without paying attention to Lin Zhengyu who lost his mind, Jiang Yu continued to fiddle with these fireworks....... ensuring that no one in the Wen Mansion had seen it!

Lin Zhengyu's feet were as heavy as lead, and the world in his sight was all shaking, and while walking back, he was thinking about what Jiang Yu said at the Oiran poetry meeting that night, the gentleman is frank, and the villain is a relative! The situation has reversed in the past and the present....... and I feel more and more the profound meaning implied in this sentence, Jiang Yu - it has been calculated a long time ago!

Roll up the black cloth on the table and wrap the connected fireworks...... This is the ....... day that Jiang Yu is preparing to play on the wedding day, and it will be more exciting than today's conversation with Lin Zhengyu!

The sassy autumn wind blew Jiang Yu's clothes, bathed in the warm sunshine, and the reversed situation swept away the bad luck that Jiang Yu had accumulated for more than ten days, and the poetry in his mind was infinite! Jiang Yu shook his head, when did he become so sour, did he borrow poetry to lyrical? Looking at the pen and ink in the corner of the table, I couldn't help but still move the pen!

The evenly thick brush was dipped in thick ink, and the warm autumn wind and sun were waving on the paper intermittently, Jiang Yu became engrossed for a while, and he didn't notice that there was a pair of sharp eyes not far behind him!