The clear wine overflowed the corners of his mouth, and the aroma of wine overflowed, wetting his gray beard.

Sheng Mingzhu sniffed the aroma of wine in the air, although she was not good at drinking, she could tell at a glance that this wine was the thyme that their Sheng family used to entertain their guests today.

The guards in the palace are not said to be as strict as iron buckets, but it is not so easy for ordinary people to get in, and they have to do it without alarming Grandpa Guo and Sheng Mingzhong.

"Master Hou, this old man won't leave no matter what, and he will drink at our door......" said the little guy who guarded the door.

Zhen Guogong's eyes were slightly downcast, and he stepped forward and hugged his fists and said, "This old gentleman, I don't know what to call it?" ”

The white-haired old man poured a sip of wine and burped a big wine before turning his head dizzily to look at the grandfather below.

The old face was red, and he pointed to the wine gourd that was about to be empty, and his tongue was knotted, "Good, good wine, enough taste, it's just a little little!" You guys, is there anything left in the house, give me more ......"

"If the old gentleman likes it, it is better to go to the house and sit down, this wine is indispensable."

When the drunken fairy heard this, he let out a loud noise, jumped up, came to the side of Grandpa Guo, hunched his waist, ragged, and smiled at him, "It's interesting, the old man just likes you to be so crisp and refreshing." ”

The subordinates in the mansion listened to the order of the grandfather of the country and hurried to move the wine, but the people who went quickly came back in a panic and said, all the wine stored in the cellar was empty.

"It shouldn't be! I think there's still left, right? Sheng Mingzhong frowned.

The old man entered the house, sat in the hall, picked a random position, and took the leftovers that had not been removed from the banquet, and directly took a sip of wine and a mouthful of food, eating happily and wantonly, hearing the words, he puffed up his mouth, patted his stomach and said: "Don't look for it, the wine is in the stomach of the little old man!" ”

Everyone smacked their tongues, it wasn't one pot or two pots, but five or six jars of wine, all of which he drank alone? I'm afraid that this belly is not filled with a wine gourd essence.

The drunken fairy doesn't care about the eyes of others, nor does he care about his own image, he just eats and drinks.

When I was drunk, I slept directly on the desk, and my sloppy and tattered clothes were mixed with oil, and I had no image and decency.

Sheng Mingyi frowned, the green tendons in his hands were beating faintly, he couldn't bear it anymore, and said to the subordinate next to him: "What are you still doing in a daze, why don't you drag him out quickly, keep him to eat and drink, and wait for our house to be emptied?" ”

The next person glanced at the grandfather of the country, and saw that he had no opinion, so he stepped forward in twos and threes, and as soon as he was about to stretch out his hand, he saw the old man who was sleeping on the desk brushed his eyes open, and he didn't know how to change his footsteps.

Seeing that the stains on his hands were not cleaned, he rubbed them twice harder.

On the snow-white clothes, a few black and dirty fingerprints appeared.

Sheng Mingyi's face turned blue at the moment, and he didn't even think about how this old man got in, he stretched out his feet and wanted to kick it, but the cloud boots that were pitch black and not stained with a little dust and mud were halfway stretched, and he retracted back.

Turning his head and saying angrily at Sheng Mingzhong: "Big brother, why don't you beat him out quickly, where did the stinky old man come from, he is dirty and smelly, do you still have eyes in this hall?" ”

"You must not be presumptuous." Others didn't notice the drunken fairy's skills, but Grandpa Guo saw it clearly, and after he used that Lingyun step, he gave his hand to him and respected him, "It turned out to be Fu senior, disrespectful and disrespectful, I don't know what happened when the old man came?" ”

"No, no, it's just greedy, I want to come over and ask for some wine, I smell your wine from afar, and the greedy old man is drooling, it's really good wine."

The drunken fairy smashed his mouth, as if he was still reminiscing about the taste in his mouth, and several jars of wine fell into his stomach, as if he had not yet satisfied his hunger.

Sheng Mingzhong, Sheng Mingyi, Sheng Mingzhu and the three of them looked at each other, the three of them brother and sister said that they had seen some of the world, why had they never heard of this so-called old-timer?

It wasn't until the evening that I heard some words about this old-timer in the mouth of Grandpa Guo.

This Fu senior's alias is also known as the drunken fairy, fond of fine wine, martial arts are extremely high, once with his own strength, single-handedly selected the twelve masters of the palace, became famous in a battle, the first emperor recruited him with a lot of money, but he was rejected for various reasons.

At that time, the saint had not yet ascended the throne, but he was still an unknown little prince, and then the first emperor died of illness, the noon gate mutiny, and with the death of the first prince, this Fu predecessor also disappeared.

It's just that why it suddenly appeared and ran to their house, it's really a little puzzling.

"Wouldn't it be wrong to leave him at home like this?" Sheng Mingzhong frowned slightly.

This person is strong in martial arts, and his intentions are unknown, so he rashly left him behind, fearing that he would cause trouble, and if he had evil intentions, he was afraid that he and his father would join forces at that time, and they might not be able to restrain him.

Zhen Guogong's expression was a little stiff, but he was full of beard, and no one saw the expression on his face, and he said for a long time: "It's okay, it's okay, as long as you don't provoke him." ”

Thinking of the fight just now, my legs couldn't help but tremble.

He was covered in steel and iron bones, which were all fought on the battlefield, but he didn't expect that he didn't last a stick of incense under his hands.

Zhen Guogong was embarrassed, and he was ashamed to say it, since he witnessed the scene of Fu's predecessors being the twelve masters alone, he has always had a wish in his heart, hoping to compete with him one day.

Now this wish has finally been realized, but the result is a bit of a slap in the face.

"Sheng family child, you said just now, as long as there is a competition, this wine will be drunk with me, don't break your word."

“……”

"After a while, let Steward Li go to Fuyuan Building to move a few jars of good wine, move more, and refill the wine cellar." Zhen Guogong explained before leaving.

Sheng Mingzhu is a girl's family, although she is curious about this old-timer, she is not always easy to come to her, and the dress and informality of this old-timer are really unbearable.

It's Zhu Nianjun, when he's fine, he always doesn't feel dirty, doesn't smell like he comes to him, and serves all kinds of delicious drinks.

The drunken fairy only thought that he was a junior in the Guogong Mansion, he smiled, and then accepted it unceremoniously, not polite at all.

In the afternoon of this day, Zhu Nianjun had just come back from the drunken immortal, and he saw Xia Yu beside Sheng Mingzhu hurrying back from outside.

Then he heard a piece of news that shocked him.

The servant who played Zhang Sheng was killed.