That night, in the Yanfu Flower Hall, the lights were bright and dazzling, the wine and meat were fragrant, and the silk and bamboo orchestra were chaotic. The crowns are varied, the hall is full of gold and purple, and it is a rich scene.

When Yan Hong was sick, there were many court officials who came to visit, and there were many gifts. Now that he has recovered from his illness, such a happy event must of course come to join in the fun. The kitchen in the backyard of Yan's Mansion has been continuously transporting freshly slaughtered pigs, sheep, chickens and ducks since noon. The kitchen was blazing, and the cooks and apprentices were sweating profusely.

The two general managers headed by Yan Da and Yan Er, led a group of family members, in front of and behind the door, to usher in the send-off, and they were also very busy.

On top of the banquet, Yan Song respected his identity, and he was even older, so he didn't like to socialize, so he only came out to thank the elders for their love for their grandchildren, and then returned to the study to rest. "Little Pavilion Elder" Yan Shifan acted as the master on behalf of his father, and Yan Hong, Yan Hu, and Yan Shaoqing also came out to meet their uncles.

And these Ming officials, there are high and low grades, large and small powers, tall and short, ugly and handsome appearances, but they all praise the old Hong Fu Qitian of the Yan Pavilion, the old talent of the small pavilion is the world, and the young master Hong turns into good fortune, and the future is unlimited.

Yan Donglai sells insurance in the 21st century, and complimenting others is more frequent every day than eating and drinking, but being complimented by others is almost limited to when colleagues practice with each other.

Nowadays, there are a large number of high-ranking officials in the system, most of whom are older than him and are better educated than him, and in front of him, although they speak in the tone of their elders, their words are full of flattery and even flattery.

This feeling is really ...... It's something, it's kind of disgusting, but it's still pretty cool, isn't it?

Naturally, the fake Yan Hong was fluttering at the current feast of glittering and drunken gold. Not to mention anything else, he was busy filling his mouth with these delicacies piece by piece, and he simply couldn't eat enough.

In the 21st century, he has scolded corrupt officials and those who are unkind to the rich more than once, and now he is surrounded by a group of corrupt officials, accepting the flattery of everyone, but he finds that this thing does not seem to be so disgusting.

Of course, the key is to see where you are, whether you are exploited and oppressed, or whether you enjoy the benefits.

Originally, he had no idea what to do after the crossing, but he gradually had a more firm idea: since I came to the Ming Dynasty, even if I eat and wait for death, I have to mix up a long-term meal ticket.

The life of the rich and powerful people in the Ming Dynasty was still quite good. I can't spoil these conditions. As for history, the Yan family will soon fall and scatter, so what should I do? Since I'm Yan Dong, I'm here...... No, it's me Yan Hong who has crossed over, of course, I have to do my best to keep this big tree and be a happy little monkey. Can it be saved? Do your best, and obey the fate of God.

Of course, I don't deliberately do bad things and help the abuse. If I find that the general trend has gone, I don't mind taking some money and retreating bravely and going to the countryside to be a rich man or something.

It's just that these are not things that my little Yan Hong can control at this time. Let's take it one step at a time.

Yanmen night banquet, a gathering of heroes...... Uh, well, in fact, from the perspective of later generations, more than half of the Yan family's guests today are traitors who have been scolded by others. It may be more appropriate to say that it is a group of rapes.

Although the guests who came were all rushing for the face of the Yan family's old and small pavilions, the banner of the problem was to congratulate Yan Hongda and his young man. After receiving the gift and taking the money, the face is always to be given to the other party, right? Why do you have to have a few drinks of bar?

One person, three cups and two lamps turned down, and Yan Hong already felt that his head was as big as a fight. Although his eyes were full of laughter, his tongue could no longer be straightened.

Seeing that he had to make a fool of himself on the spot if he continued like this, Yan Hong hurriedly found an excuse and slipped out of the hall by urinating.

"Uh, Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are drunken ghosts in it." Yan Hong felt that he was about to get drunk, which showed that the alcohol in the court was low, and he made a fortune through the brewing and distilled liquor, this, Yan Hong didn't realize it. The wine in the stomach kept rippling upward, burping one after another, almost like a serial fart.

He simply tore his throat and snorted:

Come on, let's have a drink, don't get drunk and don't stop, my beauty in the east and west...... Adversity...... Yellow River in the west......

Yan Hongzheng hummed while looking around left and right. Seeing that there were no people on the path outside the gorgeous latrine, I wanted to take the opportunity to sneak back to my yard. Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder:

"Yan Shinephew, do you have to run away?"

Yan Hong was really frightened by the birth of one Buddha and the second Buddha Nirvana. I didn't hear any footsteps, who was behind me? And this shoulder patting technique is calm and powerful; This greeting contains a thousand spirits, and it is clearly the smell of the policeman's uncle who checked the temporary residence permit in the year of the Beijing Olympics, so frightened that he almost shouted, "I have a temporary residence permit!" ”

Fortunately, in an instant, he came back to his senses a little from his drunken state, this is my own house.

Looking back, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a purple satin flower uniform standing behind him.

This person is tall, with a face like coals, a pair of tiger eyes, and a shining god.

Just came into contact with the aura in this man's eyes, and the fake Yan Hong suddenly felt shuddering, as if he had passed through the act of stealing and occupying the place, and he had to be seen clearly by this pair of tiger eyes; It was as if this person's big hands would stretch out at any time, grab his soul from the 21st century, and pull it out of the handsome young master's embryo in front of him.

The memory of the genuine Yan Hong was retrieved like lightning. This middle-aged man, famous, is not difficult to recognize.

He is not a bystander, he is one of the people at today's banquet, grandfather Yan Song confessed that he wanted to focus on the knot, when today's son Jiajing Emperor Jiajing's grandfather's brother, the governor of Zuo, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, the only one in the Ming Dynasty who is three dukes and three orphans, Lu Bing and Lu Wenfu.

Seeing that it was this unprovoked giant, Yan Hong immediately understood the truth of "confession and leniency". Don't look at our insurance salesman's ability to speak well, and he wants to play tricks in front of the commander-in-chief of Jinyiwei? It's not enough to lend you a hundred tongues.

He hurriedly and bluntly said to forgiveness: "Master Lu, Lu Shibo, Father Lu, little nephew...... My little nephew is too strong to drink, and I really can't drink anymore. Qiu Shibo still raised his noble hand and let me escape. ”

This first spy leader of the Ming Dynasty had the merit of rescuing the fire in Weihui Mansion in the past, and his biological mother was the nurse of Emperor Jiajing. has a strong relationship with today's son, and even Yan Song can't compare to it. The reason why his status has not reached the height of Yan Song is only because he was born as a military attaché, and the Ming Dynasty was noble and lowly, and the civil officials could form a network of relationships through their classmates, fellow villagers, the same year, and the same door, and they were each other's aid, while the military attachés were more sad, and they held military power in their hands, so they were easy to be suspicious of the imperial court, and were often controlled by civil officials and even eunuchs. Because of this reason, although Lu Bing is a saint, he is still slightly inferior to Yan Song, the old Yan Song of Yan Pavilion.

Fortunately, Lu Bing and Yan Song's father and son did not fight, but on the contrary, they colluded and did some good deeds.

As the third generation of the Yan Mansion, Yan Hong only knows a little about the relationship between his grandfather, father and Lu Bing. But it was the relevant matters that Yan Song occasionally explained to him that had already made him understand the weight of Lu Bing. Yan Song once said very bluntly: "Our Yan family, anyone in the court can be provoked, but only Lu Bing must not be offended." There is a friendly Lu Bing, and the Yan family is as safe as Mount Tai. Otherwise, the collapse of Mount Tai may be just around the corner! ”

Yan Shifan called Lu Bing one of the "three heroes of today's Ming Dynasty" alongside himself.

Therefore, according to his grandfather's explanation, at today's banquet, Yan Hong was the first to toast Lu Bing's wine. At that time, Lu Bing was smiling, silent, and dry, and said two words of blessing nonsense, but he didn't say much. Later, at the banquet, he also talked lukewarmly with his colleagues, or laughed with Yan Shifan, and didn't even notice Yan Hong's side.

Yan Hong was still muttering at the time, didn't grandpa say that he wanted to find Lu Bing and Jinyiwei to help me "take revenge" this afternoon, but he wanted to ask how to repay this revenge. can see that Lu Bing only cares about drinking and chatting, and doesn't look here at all, Yan Hong doesn't dare to provoke this spy leader rashly.

It's good now, I can't hide it from others, I really don't know how this Shibo chased himself here. Is it to catch yourself and go back to drinking? Or, because he was not respectful enough, he wanted to arrest Jinyiwei and torture him?

Just as Yan Hong was trembling, Lu Bing spoke:

"Ha Luha, where did the nephew hum a minor tune just now? I haven't heard of it, but it's quite a taste, the hero is short-breathed, the love of children is long, and it has both. You are in good health, and you must not drink excessively. Shibo heard that you recently brought in a few catties of high-quality tea from Hangzhou, and I am a tea lover, so I want to try it. ”

This big spy leader has opened his mouth, he can't refute the other party's face, right? Besides, it's better to invite someone to drink tea than to be caught and refilled.

In desperation, Yan Hong had no choice but to lead Lu Bing to the living room in his courtyard, thinking about how to divert this guy's train of thought, and don't ask about the minor.

At this time, the main hall of the Yan Mansion was staggered, and the drinking was drunk. But the strange thing is that no one came to look for this Lu Binglu Dajinwu, and no one noticed that the main owner of tonight's banquet had already anointed the soles of his feet. Most of the people are waiting for the banquet in the main hall, shuttling back and forth, and the river is endless, but in this small living room, there is a peaceful atmosphere. Lu Bing is a man after all, and it is not easy to let him enter the house, so he entertains him in the living room in the front yard, which is appropriate.

The guests and hosts on both sides sat down, and Yan Hong instructed the servants to soak in the dragon well. Lu Bing took the golden knife, picked up the tea bowl, took a sip lightly, and nodded slightly. The steam in the tea bowl slowly rose, covering the face of the big leader of the brocade guard. Coupled with the alcohol in his head, Yan Hong almost felt like worshipping the immortals.

In the smoke, Lu Bing said in a deep voice:

"Nephew, what is the reason why you were injured in this fall from your horse?"