Ge ruthlessly said this, how could the sect master make him lose face.

So the sect master also picked up the wine bowl, stood up and signaled to everyone: "Master Ge Zhuang is so hospitable, don't mistake his good intentions, come, do it!"

The Sect Master was the first to drink the wine, and after a moment of discernment in his mouth, he sent an affirmative look to the elders.

After receiving the confirmation of the sect master, the elders also picked up the wine bowls one after another, thanked Ge ruthlessly one after another, and drank the wine one by one.

The master raised the bowl to thank him, and the apprentices naturally had to follow, and the disciples of the Qianyun Sect, under the guidance of their master, picked up the wine bowl and said congratulations to Ge Wuru.

Master Ming Zong only poured a small spoonful of wine into Zheng Qiu's bowl, and then asked the apprentice to pay homage to Ge Ruthless according to the greetings he had memorized in advance.

Goodong, after Zheng Qiu finished his greetings, he drank the wine in the bowl, this wine was different from what he expected, there was no strong spicy taste, on the contrary, there was a trace of sweet and sour taste, swallowed into the throat, there was still a sweet taste in the mouth.

This wine is so delicious, like juice, Zheng Qiu sat in place, stretched out his hand and wanted to grab the porcelain bottle.

Master Mingzong grabbed him, glared at him and reprimanded him in a low voice: "No matter how good it is, it is wine, you are not allowed to drink it!"

Seeing the master blowing his beard and glaring, Zheng Qiu had no choice but to retract his hand stupidly and obediently pick up the fruit in the pot.

This scene happened to make Ge ruthless see it, and he laughed and said: "Hahaha, I forgot that there are children here, come here, go get some fragrant tea!"

Then he looked at the sect master, picked up the porcelain bottle and poured wine into the sect master's bowl: "Mingkong sect master, wait a minute, the show will start immediately." ”

Soon, on the table in front of Zheng Qiu, there was a pot of fragrant tea, and at the same time, the tiled houses on both sides suddenly sounded the sound of firecrackers, and dozens of disciples who were desperate and heartfelt ran into the ring with big drums on their backs.

The ring was directly opposite the banquet table, and the disciples lined up the big drums on both sides of the ring, waving the drumsticks with red ribbons in their hands, knocking and knocking to beat the drum music in a cheerful rhythm.

Accompanied by the beat of the drums, two columns of female disciples of the Heartless Village ran out of the tile house and boarded the ring to form a phalanx.

With a crisp gong sound, they danced their hands neatly, twisted their waists, and danced a strange dance to the sound of the drums.

These dancing female disciples, with their hair scattered, wore tight waistcoats with open stomachs, skirts only half a foot long over their waists, and knee-high black boots under their feet. The boots also have a high heel, which is pointed and thin.

The slender arms swayed, the jade legs swayed, and the soft waist flashed in front of them, and the people of the Qianyun Sect had seen this hot scene, whether it was an elder or a disciple, their faces were red, and they turned their heads to avoid the direction of the ring.

There were only two people left in the Qianyun Sect who were still watching and dancing.

Mingkong Zilin smiled happily at the dance, and kept dancing her arms to imitate the posture of the dance.

Zheng Qiu asked Master Mingzong stupidly: "Master, these sisters dance so beautifully, but now it's almost late autumn, isn't it cold to wear such a little bit?"

Seeing that the people of the Qianyun Sect were in a mess, the sect master suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but after all, he was a guest, even if he was in a hurry, he couldn't decide the content of the program that Ge Wuru arranged.

After looking at it for a while, he couldn't help it, and asked Ge Wuru in a low voice: "Master Ge Zhuang, what kind of dance is this? The disciples are also dressed too ...... It's ......"

"Wearing too little, isn't it?" Ge Wuru smashed open the walnuts with a small hammer, and replied while eating, "Sect Master Mingkong doesn't know, my hometown is in a very far place, and this is a dance that we have there, called Hot Dance. ”

Ge ruthlessly took a sip of wine, swept his gaze to the Qianyun Sect below, and showed a slightly apologetic smile to the sect master: "Since your sect doesn't like it, then change the program, how about writing poems?"

Ge ruthlessly gave face like this, the sect master was naturally very happy, and he hurriedly picked up the bowl and toasted: "Very good, Lord Ge Zhuang knows my mind, do it first as a respect!"

Ge ruthlessly called a disciple to pass the word, and soon the people in the ring withdrew one after another, replaced by six disciples pretending to be elegant scholars, they shook their fans and sang poems on the stage.

The awkward atmosphere then dissipated, and everyone in the Qianyun Sect turned their heads to enjoy the performance in the ring.

Zheng Qiu was not very interested in singing poetry, and after looking at it twice, he turned his attention elsewhere, and he found another strange place, there were only the elders of the Qianyun Sect in the courtyard, and what about the elders of the Desperate Zhuang?

He tugged at Master Mingzong's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "Master, why didn't you see the elders of the Heartless Village, didn't they hold a congratulatory banquet?

The master picked up a fruit, peeled it slowly, and replied to the apprentice, "There are no elders in the Desperate Heart. ”

"Huh, how can there be no elders?"

Master Ming Zong looked up and saw that the sect master and Ge Wuru were talking happily, so he lowered his voice and told Zheng Qiu.

Originally, there were elders in this ruthless village, but after Ge ruthlessly succeeded as the owner of the village, he immediately removed all the elders.

Ge Wuru was in charge of the Ruthless Ruthless Soul Village in a different way, he made a kind of bamboo stick, and gave each disciple three sticks every month. The miscellaneous matters in the village are decided by the disciples by voting, and they will listen to whichever side has more.

Within a month, there were hundreds of large and small affairs in the village, but there were only three bamboo sticks in each person's hand.

After the master answered, another question popped up in Zheng Qiu's head: "Master, what about the protagonist of the banquet? It can't be the owner himself." ”

"Shhh, don't talk too much, Ge is ruthless and acts strangely, you just watch it obediently. ”

At the end of the performance of the poem, the ring was replaced by a calligraphy and painting performance, and after the calligraphy and painting performance, it was changed to playing the piano. Seeing that the sun was gradually rising in the middle of the sky, Ge Wuru still didn't go to the show.

The sect master was puzzled, the last time he came to confirm in person, Ge ruthlessly promised that today was a congratulatory banquet, what about the main owner of this congratulatory banquet?

He was pondering the words when the sound of firecrackers rang out for the second time on both sides of the courtyard. Accompanied by the sound of firecrackers, hundreds of disciples of Heartless Village rushed out, all dressed in red, and gathered around the ring with joy.

Among them, a teenager left the crowd and walked to the banquet table, bowed down and saluted Ge Wuruthless above: "Ge An greets his father-in-law!"

Ge ruthlessly pretended to be angry and glared: "Why did you only see me, didn't you see the Mingkong Sect Master coming from afar?"

Ge An straightened up and bowed again to the sect master: "Ge An greets the Mingkong sect master!"

The sect master immediately smiled, stretched out his hand, and raised his hand: "You don't have to worship, you don't have to worship, the virtuous nephew hurry up." ”

Ge Ruthless's righteous son suddenly appeared, and he must be the main owner of this banquet, he immediately turned to Ge Ruthless, and gave a thumbs up to praise: "Ge Anxian's nephew is really a talent, he is young and cultivated, and he will be able to carry the banner of Heartless Zhuangzhuang in the future, and share the worries of the owner of Ge Zhuang." ”

After saying this, the smile on Ge Wuru's face became even bigger, and he cast his gaze at Ge An: "Don't thank the Mingkong Sect Master yet." ”

"Xie Mingkong Sect Master praises!"