After the decoration of the west side of Fengyang, it was already noon, nobles and commoners were different, paying attention to three meals a day, from this point of view, Shi Qing thought that everyone in his previous life was treated as nobles.

Many disciples scattered to eat, and Shi Qing and the three of them came to a clean and tidy tavern, if it was not clean enough, Zhao Xiang would resolutely not enter.

Order two jars of Bihu Spring and a pot of juice, and then call it sauce beef, chicken stewed mushrooms, braised pork, steamed carp, and the three people order the end.

"Why didn't everyone approve of the idea I proposed, and when you said it, everyone agreed?" Zhao Xiang, who was free, finally asked the doubts buried in his heart, his body was upright and straight, not so much a Taoist master, but a rigorous soldier.

Shi Qing held his cheek with his right hand, his expression was a little excited, this is easy to understand, a friend who is usually almost omnipotent suddenly asks you for advice one day, and that sense of pride makes it difficult to be unhappy.

"The same meaning, expressed in different words, will get different effects, your mistake is to directly blame Tang Yi, especially in front of the noble children of the Great Shang Dynasty, this is a wrong thing."

"Ahem," Wu Si let out a heavy cough from his round, barely visible neck, alerting the other two that a nobleman of noble blood was sitting here.

It's a pity that neither of them took his cough to heart, and Zhao Xiang became more and more puzzled: "But I'm not wrong, His Majesty Tang Yi is still worthy of respect in his early and middle years, and in his later years, there is really nothing commendable." ”

Shi Qing pondered for a while, and replied seriously: "No, as far as a man is concerned, His Majesty Tang Yi was still an admirable man in his later years, from fifty to sixty-four years old, he added forty-eight sons and thirty-two daughters to himself, and there were still twenty-one sons and nine daughters who were not born before he died. In addition, his invention of the banquet is unmatched to this day. ”

"Ahem, ahem!!"

Ignoring Wu Si, who seemed to want to cough out his lungs, Zhao Xiang thought for a while and found that this feat was indeed not something that ordinary people could do, so he had to nod and said: "Well, I shouldn't accuse His Majesty Tang Yi like this in his old age, he still has an achievement worthy of praise in his later years, setting a new record for the most children of the emperor." ”

At this point, Zhao Xiang went back and said, "But I didn't express my thoughts about His Majesty Tang Yi at the beginning, why was it rejected?" ”

Sometimes, it is very troublesome to have a more serious friend, who will always grasp something that you don't seem to care about, ask questions repeatedly, and never stop thinking until you get a satisfactory answer.

Shi Qing sighed in his heart, spread his hands and said, "When others casually talk about how to sprinkle soil on the tombstone of someone who is worthy of pride in your family, will you not be angry?" ”

"This, I don't have an impression of my parents, let alone my family, it's hard to answer whether it will be," Zhao Xiang frowned, his expression was not very sad, he left his parents at a very young age, and in addition to being beaten, he also had all kinds of aristocratic etiquette education in his young memory.

For family affection, he has always been incomprehensible. And the perfectionist character is destined not to answer ambiguous answers.

Shi Qing was stunned, scratched his head uncomfortably and said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't use this analogy." ”

Zhao Xiang was even more puzzled: "You didn't say the wrong thing, why do you have to apologize to me?" ”

Wu Si couldn't help it, slapped his thick palm on the round table, and said angrily: "Hey, you patronize yourself talking, when I don't exist." ”

In the fairly spacious tavern hall, thirteen round tables were set up, and he slapped and roared like this, instantly attracting the attention of the guests in the hall. His face turned red, and he sat down again, wanting to be inconspicuous, but forgetting that he was round and tall, and he couldn't ignore it unless he was blind or short-sighted.

Shi Qing seemed to be serious and reminded: "You speak too loudly, this is an impolite behavior in public, you should be careful." ”

Wu Si's face turned even redder and muttered, "It's not you yet, the conversation has excluded me from the outside, and it's more important than that kind of thing, how to help me lose weight." ”

When this topic was mentioned, Zhao Xiang also reacted and fell into silent thinking.

After a while, the young and sturdy Xiao Er came over with the food and wine they ordered, and the pot of juice was for Zhao Xiang.

It's not that Zhao Xiang doesn't like to drink, it's just that his wine is very poor, and if he eats a drink, the tavern will be smashed by him, which is not an exaggeration.

And Zhao Xiang himself has no memory of those, and only after Shi Qing and Wu Si told it afterwards did he know that he would go crazy drunk.

However, he had doubts about the drunken mania, and always suspected that Shi Qing deliberately lied and deceived people.

It's not that he is too careful, once Shi Qing moved the drunk Wu Si to the barren mountains and mountains, in order to make the other party believe that he had traveled to the era of His Majesty Tang Yi, the fox and the fake tiger persuaded the people of a nearby village to cooperate, and played Wu Si to really think that he had traveled to the era of Tang Yi, and mistakenly thought that Shi Qing, who was wearing a fake beard, was His Majesty Tang Yi, and knelt down on the spot, expressing his desire to return to obedience.

As a result, Wu Si was naturally played around, and finally drunk, and when he woke up, he found that he had returned to this era, and cried bitterly on the spot, thinking that he had endured so much pain in vain.

Immediately, with excitement on his face, he pulled him and Shi Qing to tell him the glorious history of his crossing, and also said that he had bowed to His Majesty Tang Yi.

The upright Zhao Xiang pierced the lie, and Wu Si was so angry that he chased Shi Qing from the south to the north of Fengyang, and refused to give up.

It wasn't until Shi Qing paid for a lunch that Wu Si's grief and anger were appeased.

It can be seen from this incident that Shi Qing can't be trusted in some aspects. So Zhao Xiang secretly ran outside to drink alone, and woke up to find that he was smashed by small meteorites around him, so he confirmed the fact that he couldn't drink.

"Okay, if there is anything we can say until we are full of food and drink," the fragrant dishes were placed in front of him, and Shi Qing, who was hungry, couldn't continue to talk about any topics, his current idea was to eat all the dishes on the table.

Despite his ambitions, his stomach was not covered with enough storage space, and his stomach was basically stuffed with a jar of Bihu spring belly with sauced beef and a large chicken thigh.

If you want to keep eating, you can't help but open a two-dimensional stomach.

From this point of view, Shi Qing felt that Wu Si was not wronged at all, and three-fifths of the dishes on the table were under the stomach, and he was actually claimed to be half-full.

Wu Si sighed with a sigh on his face: "If it weren't for being humiliated by Ye Ling, I could still eat another portion of these dishes." ”

Shi Qing didn't control his mouth for a while and said: "In this case, I think you should send it to her every day to humiliate her, in this way, you will definitely be able to lose weight." ”

Not surprisingly, this sentence caused Wu Si to glare angrily and shouted: "You are still not my brother?" ”

Zhao Xiang, who had been silent, drank the juice in the empty cup, as if he thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, as if they were stars in the sky, "I thought of how to use spells to help Wu Si lose weight." ”