Chapter Seventy-Eight: A Man's True Colors
Chen Yuan immediately smiled and said: "My lord's words are wrong, what's wrong with the smell of alcohol?" Wine is talented, if there is no wine, how can there be Li Taibai's 100 masterpieces? Wine has joy, if there is no wine, wouldn't Cao Mengde want to sing to water? Wine has a strong spirit, Cao Zijian is a scholar, and he can also use wine to strengthen the ambition of a gentleman. Wine has an auspicious atmosphere, so it uses wine as a medium. Wine is domineering, and before the soldiers go out on the expedition, they use wine to make a strong march. If it weren't for us who sold wine, I don't know how much talent we have left. β
Chen Shimei was already a champion talent, and with more than a thousand years of knowledge added to him in Chen Yuan's mind, this translation made Song Qi speechless for a while.
Ouyang Xiu looked at Song Qi's embarrassment and hurriedly interrupted: "Lord Song, let's go to the new house to say a few congratulatory words?" β
After speaking, he pulled Song Qi away.
Chen Yuan didn't want to let Song Qi go like this at this time, and seeing a group of people walking towards the house, he turned his mind and followed behind Song Qi.
When Song Qi was about to cross the threshold, one foot had just stepped over, and the other was still outside and was about to move forward, Chen Yuan suddenly raised his leg, hooked the leg that Song Qi was walking forward, and pulled it back.
That Song Qi is also a weak scholar, although Chen Yuan's sneak attack method is not clever, but it is enough to make his body uncontrollable.
Everyone was standing in front of the newcomer, waiting for Pang Ji to say two congratulatory words first. Because Pang Ji was sent by the emperor, he came to congratulate the newcomer on behalf of the emperor, so even if those high-ranking people looked down on Pang Ji, they did not dare to speak in front of him.
Pang Ji couldn't help but feel proud when he saw everyone's expressions, and secretly thought to himself, no matter how he fell now, as long as there was a big tree like the emperor to enjoy the shade, what would they be able to do to themselves?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise his head high, swept his eyes four times with cold eyes, and then let out a thick back nasal voice at Xia Zhu: "Hmph!" The appearance of the villain was revealed.
Ouyang Xiu and the others were very angry at Pang Ji's eyes, but they were helpless.
Just when they felt that Pang Ji was too much, they saw that Song Qi staggered, rushed into Pang Ji's arms, and pushed Pang Ji down on the bed where Yan Chasan was preparing the cave room.
This is not the end, after pounced on Ping Pang Ji, his hand actually came down from the top, "Smack!" A thud fell on Ponji's face.
For a while, the cave room, which was very lively just now, immediately quieted down. Pang Ji was stunned, Song Qi was also stunned, and the two of them lay on the big bed prepared for the newcomer and didn't expect to get up for a while.
Ouyang Xiu and the others on the side were also stunned, to be honest, they hated Pang Ji to the core, although Renzong felt that Pang Ji had been dealt with too much, but they were still not satisfied. According to their thoughts, Renzong should exterminate Pang Ji's family and send Pang Niangniang into the cold palace, which is what Mingjun did.
And Song Qi's hand fell on Pang Ji's face, and their first reaction was: "It's enjoyable!" β
Especially Xia Zhu, he secretly thought in his heart that he had accepted so many protΓ©gΓ© disciples, but he didn't expect Song Qi to move his fist for Pang Ji to humiliate him with a look, and he really felt relieved.
Immediately afterwards, it was very strange, how could Song Qi, who was polite and polite and pay attention to etiquette, make such a happy feat?
While everyone was wondering, they suddenly heard Pang Ji let out a hiss: "Ah! You hit me? The old man fought with you! β
As he spoke, the whole person turned over and pressed towards Song Qi's body.
After all, Song Qi was younger, and hurriedly ran away from the bed, and everyone next to him hurriedly came up to stop him. When was Ponji slapped in the face? Although it doesn't hurt, this face is also hot.
He lost his mind a little at this time, and several young and strong officials couldn't pull him, like a bull, and they had to push that Song Qi to the ground.
It wasn't until Bao Zheng came in that he hurriedly let Song Qi go out first, and then comforted Pang Ji: "Taishi, then Song Qi really shouldn't do it in public, this is the wedding banquet of the new champion, the Taishi is coming up for the emperor, Ming said, Bao Zheng will definitely be with the Taishi, and Song Qi will be a copy!" β
Pang Ji quieted down at this time, and with an angry face, he sorted out his wrinkled clothes that were pulled by everyone, and pointed to everyone in the room: "You have all seen it, and I hope that you righteous men and gentlemen will not talk nonsense with your eyes open." β
Bao Zheng clenched his fists again: "Don't worry, right is right, wrong is wrong, Bao Zheng said that he will speak for the master." β
The brows of Xia Zhu and the others on the side couldn't help frowning, and they also realized that although Song Qi's slap was enjoyable in everyone's hearts, Pang Ji was sent by the emperor after all, and if the emperor pursued it, this matter would be really difficult to handle.
Song Qi, who was taken out by Song Qi, was also angry at this time, Song Qi looked at Song Qi's face, and said rather reproachfully: "Second brother, if you want to beat that Pang Ji, why do you choose today?" I know his look is annoying, but you're too impulsive! β
Song Qi's mouth moved twice, he shook his hands into a fist, smashed on the tree beside him, looked at the circle of colleagues around him, and said fiercely: "Everyone, have you ever seen clearly which bastard tripped me when I entered the door just now?" β
"May I ask the shopkeeper, wine, in addition to talent, joy, strength, domineering and auspiciousness, what else is there?" Master Chen stood under a tree and raised his head to ask Chen Yuan this question.
At this time, Master Chen's eyes did not look at Chen Yuan with a faint disdain, on the contrary, the charming eyes that seduced people looked straight at Chen Yuan.
Chen Yuan said with a smile: "The wine still has rouge. β
Master Chen covered his mouth and smiled: "Which wine's wine has rouge?" β
Chen Yuan took a step closer to her, but she didn't dodge, but straightened up. Chen Yuan leaned into her ear and said, "I think, the wine in the girl's room must be very rouge, when will you have the honor to taste it?" β
After Master Chen listened to him, he gently pressed his palm on Chen Yuan's chest and pushed Chen Yuan's body back.
This press actually doesn't use much strength, but how many men are willing to lose their grace in front of such amorous women?
Chen Yuan followed her palm back, and Master Chen had a seductive and shy look on his face: "You are obviously a wine seller, why do you still ask my family to drink it?" β
Chen Yuan stretched out his hand and touched the back of her hand, Master Chen was about to fight, but Chen Yuan did not dodge, put the hand that touched Master Chen just now under his nose, and took a deep breath: "My wine is all the copper smell of silver, where is the smell of wine in the girl's room?" β
Master Chen smiled: "You make people happy, if anyone is with you, it is also a blessing from cultivation." β
Chen Yuan leaned closer to her again: "The girl is beautiful and fragrant, if any man also gets the favor of the girl, it will be worth this life." β
The two of them were **, Chen Yuan suddenly heard a sound of footsteps and stepped heavily behind him, and when he looked back, it was Linghua Tie with a blue face, ignoring him, and passing by him.
Chen Yuan secretly screamed in his heart, this time the vinegar jar turned over.
That Master Chen watched Linghua leave, and smiled lightly: "You still don't want to chase it?" β
Chen Yuan smiled awkwardly, he no longer had the chic and calm just now, he didn't have time to say hello to her, and went to chase Linghua. There was a sneer on the face of Master Chen behind him, and he sighed faintly: "Men, it's all like this." β
(Don't ask for anything, Lao Hei and his dog wish everyone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival!) By the way, brothers from afar, make a phone call. οΌ