But Chongzhen could only teach them to guess boxing hand in hand under the pull of the big girl and little daughter-in-law who Ji'er Harang deliberately stuffed, and even the shy little Fujin was pulled into this interesting circle by him half-pushed and half-on-the-spot.

All of a sudden, laughter and laughter, singing and singing, spread throughout the entire hall.

attracted those men who were originally very keen on guessing boxing and drinking, and they all felt bored, and they also felt that the men who hooked up with themselves were so smelly.

Compared with the soft and glutinous little beauties around that kid, it's a world of difference.

This fragrant Yanfu is really envious of others.

The most annoying thing is that this kid doesn't know what kind of bad thing he did, but he made those little beauties giggle, and the appearance of the flowers and branches trembling one by one really makes people feel itchy in their hearts.

Some of them were bold, and in turn used words to tease the young man with a well-developed masseter muscle, some frequently flattered him, and some even grabbed his arm and rubbed his slender and powerful arm with the softness of the peak.

The young men of the Han family, who are almost all young men, have never seen such a battle, so they all become swaying one by one, and if they continue like this, I am afraid that even their souls will be lost.

Wu Sangui even felt that his body was so hot after drinking, and his long and narrow eyes were red and red, and he didn't know whether it was drunk or the desire buried deep in his heart.

He let out a low roar and ripped open his collar, revealing the boy's faint chest hair.

A little Jurchen nobleman who looked like a military general standing next to him immediately scoffed, and with a loud roar, he ripped open his collar and showed his thick black chest hair in front of everyone.

The rest of the Jurchen nobles who admired courage and martial arts immediately applauded loudly.

Zu Dale, who was full of beard, had bulging eyes, and he wanted them to know what a real ape was.

But I didn't want to, but it was the Jurchen little daughters-in-law who had the first opinion, and they turned their heads one after another, and scolded in a coquettish and pungent voice: "What are you yelling about? Annoying! Don't you see the sisters playing games? ”

The little Jurchen nobles who were originally still holding their heads high and extremely heroic immediately shrunk their thick and short necks to show their intimidation.

Wu Sangui's clinical experience was very rich, and he immediately came to a conclusion from it: only the behavior that could not satisfy a woman at night between the bedsheets would make a woman so savage, and a man so cowardly.

Regarding this lively scene after scene in the palace, one of the eight kings of the Later Jin, Heshuo Belezir Harang, neither participated nor spoke out to stop or oppose it.

He just looked at it with a smile, and his bold interest suddenly rose, and he poured two large bowls of burning knives into the chest and abdomen between the chest and abdomen, where the abdominal muscles also have eight pieces.

Feeling the mellow burning knife, the fire generally burned between the chest and abdomen, and the haze that had been hidden in the depths of his heart for many days finally gradually disappeared because of this lively and intense and exhilarating.

boasted that he was not drunk with a thousand cups, but he could only be completely defeated in the rich aroma of the burning knife and the strong stamina, and he was drunk and unconscious.

When he returned to the room, he vomited so much that he took care of the three maids all night.

The so-called 1,000 cups are not drunk and poured three bowls, which is probably the case.

However, this drunkenness completely opened his depressed heart.

Maybe looking at the world with drunken eyes is the most sober time.

Drinking is cool for a while, and drinking all the time is cool, and the only drawback is that the body is losing a lot.

After waking up the next day, he was helped to get out of bed and walk by the delicate and juicy little Fujin who came to dress in the middle of the night, but the two strong legs were swinging, and he couldn't control it, and he lost his appetite, eating and vomiting.

Kakamu, as Ji'er Harang's personal guard, although he has been calling Huang Chongzhen and others brothers all day long, but at the banquet at that level yesterday night, he was not qualified to attend the banquet at that level.

Of course, he still has the qualifications to stand aside and smell the wine, and even pour wine for those little nobles.

Therefore, as soon as the banquet ended with the drunkenness of many Jurchen nobles, he chased Huang Chongzhen and his party, who could say goodbye, to the door of Baylor's mansion and asked: "Why is the wine I drank before different from that of Baylor?" He kept saying that he was a brother, hum ......"

The drunken expression, as well as the innocent and aggrieved tone, seemed to be drunk just by smelling the wine.

Or maybe this guy's brain has never been sober at all since the tip of the tongue, which always helped the widowed Jurchen noblewoman to be comforted, first came into contact with the burning knife.

Huang Chongzhen and the other teenagers turned their heads to squint at him with the intention of drinking, and laughed loudly: "What is the identity of the human Baylor, and what is your identity." You don't qualify to attend the banquet, do you blame us? ”

"What are you talking about......" Kaka pointed angrily.

Huang Chongzhen stretched out his hand to stop his partners from denouncing and refuting with nonsense, and grinned: "Actually, in the post house you arranged for us, there are still a lot of more mellow and fragrant wines dedicated to your family, so I ask you if you dare." ”

"You're humiliating me!"

Kakamu was suddenly furious, and the sentence "The Great Khan has long been dead" almost blurted out, but he still held back, nodded Huang Chongzhen with his index finger, and said, "Okay, you have a kind, let's see." ”

Looking at this annoying guy, angrily beating where he came from and where he came from, the teenagers who had been pickled by it before all felt angry.

Wu Sangui whistled excitedly at his majestic back.

Only Zhou Ji said worriedly: "Ah Zhen, this guy is Zilharang's personal guard, is there really no problem with us being so sarcastic about him?" ”

Before Ah Zhen could speak, Wu Sangui had already put his arms around his much thinner shoulders and laughed: "As the Heshuo Belle of the Jurchen clan, and even one of the Eight Banners of Jianzhou, Ji'er Harang will be under his command.

Therefore, a personal guard like Kakamu has not a hundred but eighty. Their only mission is to defend their masters in times of danger. ”

Zhou Ji always felt that this guy was not right, and he was also quite disgusted by his always like to be close to his intimate behavior, so he shook his shoulders and shook him away, gave him a blank look, and said, "Just like those of your family?" ”

"Yo he......" Wu Sangui was not a young master who was willing to suffer losses when he was a child, seeing that this humble boy not only did not appreciate it, but dared to contradict himself, he rolled up his sleeves, looking like he was going to fight with him.

His family members also felt that Zhou Ji's words were a little hurtful, so they all looked at him with unkind faces.

The two rows of Jurchen guards guarding outside the mansion were originally extremely annoyed by the behavior of this group of Han teenagers calling Belle by his name, but when they saw that they were about to fight themselves, they all stared with bated breath.

At the same time, he also prayed to their totem god in his heart: "Beloved totem god, the anger of these Han teenagers will be raised to the next level, let them fight, let them fight." ”

So, Huang Chongzhen and others took the opportunity to slip away.

These seemingly upright but cunning Jurchen guards were left behind, messy in the cool breeze of the autumn night.

Unlike Zilharang, who finally slept for more than half an hour and was woken up by vomiting in the early morning, this group of Han teenagers who finally drank high in the enemy-occupied area slept heartlessly until three o'clock in the morning, and then woke up leisurely.

Even Huang Chongzhen, who has always had the habit of morning exercise, was no exception this time.

After all, since the moment Shizun passed away and the trip to the south began, he had hardly had a night of his own.

This time, with the strong sense of wine, I felt that Jin's trip after the spy war had also made a good start, and when my body and mind were relaxed, I finally had a second half of the night that belonged to sleep.

The earth-shattering snoring of his companions, especially Zu Dale's pig-like screams, did not have the slightest effect on him in his sleeping state.

Because this is the voice of a comrade-in-arms who entrusts their lives, it is very safe and reassuring.

When the sunlight on the three poles of the day finally shone on Huang Chongzhen's face through the ancient window paper, he was woken up by a noisy sound outside the post house.

Stretch out, yawn comfortably, and rub your sleepy eyes.

If it comes, it will be safe. Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven.

Don't ask about the harvest, but ask about the cultivation. If you want to harvest, you must first cultivate.

Huang Chongzhen is deeply aware that in the high-tech society with a fast pace of life in his previous life, the so-called happiness that he was anxiously pursuing in the crowd turned out to be so simple.

"What's going on out there?" Huang Chongzhen asked casually while putting on his pants beside him.

Wu Sangui's family had already been spurred on by his young master's anger to go outside to investigate the movement, and at this time he happened to run back, put his head in the door, and said, "'Ahha' is sick." ”

Aha is a group of teenagers on the way back to the inn, taking advantage of the wine to get him a nickname, very apt and kind.

"Huh? What? ”

Huang Chongzhen was nervous and tensed up from the bed, this young man, who has always been steady, was really anxious at this time, slammed his palm, and said: "Why don't you get sick early or late, but you don't get sick after drinking Lao Tzu's wine." ”

Wu Sangui also panicked, and no longer had the intention of getting angry, he put on his trouser leg and said hurriedly: "Let's be clear, what disease does Baylor have?" ”

Wu Laosan, his most trusted family, said: "My subordinates don't know very well, it is said that they are eating and spitting." It started after I returned to the room after the banquet last night, and it was almost noon today. ”

When Huang Chongzhen heard this, he felt a little relieved in his heart, and gently pinched his fluffy chin with his thumb and forefinger, and asked suspiciously, "There are no other symptoms?" ”

Wu Laosan nodded and said, "Yes." ”