Su Zeyi motioned to Shen Fu to fill the wine for him, sniffed it, and swallowed it again.

After the pores of his whole body were stretched, and even warm beads of sweat oozed out, he cleared his throat and told Shen Fu the story.

"Once upon a time, there was a famous family in the rivers and lakes, so we will call it the Ye family for the time being!"

Su Zeyi imitated the tone of Shurao with a serious face, shaking his head and telling the story.

"This Ye family is very powerful, and it is famous for its supernatural swordsmanship! And in order to ensure that the head of the family is always the best, over the years, every time the head of the family has a child, he will teach carefully, and one is okay, if there are a few more, they will wait until they are eighteen years old, and then decide the winner or loser with swordsmanship, and decide who the next head of the family is! ”

"What about the losers?"

Shen Fu listened with relish and urged Su Zeyi to hurry up.

"Those who lose will be more miserable, and they will be sent to the side tribe to compete with the children of those patriarchs for the position of patriarch."

After Su Ze finished dressing, a look of indignation appeared on his face.

"It's funny, although the head of the family chosen at the beginning is indeed very powerful, but the latter is gradually failing, especially in recent years, many children of the family are stupid and short-lived, and they can't compare to the children of the clan at all, but they have no choice but to have a good life, and if they are a little better, they can become the head of the family, calling for wind and rain!"

"In the past, there weren't many good people in all the side tribes, so no one ever questioned this tradition that has been passed down for many years, but is this right?"

Su Zeyi stretched out his hand to ask for wine, and Shen Fu hurriedly filled a glass for him.

"Fortunately, as the descendants of the clan become more and more excellent, they have begun to complain about this arrangement."

"Especially in the recent generation, there is a rare swordsmanship talent in the side branch, handsome and chic, personable, intelligent, and ......."

"Stop, stop! Don't do it again! ”

Shen Fu rolled his eyes and interrupted Su Zeyi's words.

"Are you telling a story or are you taking people to pay them to tout? Don't talk nonsense, don't talk nonsense, hurry up and follow the rest! ”

"Alas! You girl don't understand! The characters have to be plump, and you know why the people in the story have those actions, you know? ”

Su Zeyi has a serious beard.

"Qian..."

Shen Fu was obviously dismissive of Su Zeyi's words.

"Alright, I'll move on!"

Su Zeyi smiled, and his expression became obviously serious.

"It's funny to come, there is a rare talent in the side branch, and the mediocre family from generation to generation has also produced a talent! As soon as these two meet, there will naturally be a problem of being compared. ”

"Selfishly, everyone else is the one who is from the side family, let's call him Ye Yi, Ye Yi is better than Ye Ci of his own family."

"How did you come to the conclusion that Ye Yi is better than Ye Ci? If the two have not compared, how can it be useful just by others! ”

Shen Fu saw that the bottom of Su Zeyi's cup was empty again, and asked while refilling the wine for him, "No, is this a story or is it true?" How I feel like you're talking about yourself! ”

"Alas!"

Su Zeyi sighed heavily, feeling that his throat was blocked by something, and he almost couldn't get out of his breath!

"Don't worry about the truth or falsehood of the characters in the story, if you have so many questions, I won't talk about it!"

"Don't, don't, don't!"

Hearing Su Zeyi like this, Shen Fu was anxious, and quickly swore a curse to promise that he would never say more, which coaxed Su Zeyi to feel more comfortable, and continued to tell the story slowly......