Sure enough, only when the physiological problem is solved, this person will be relaxed and comfortable.

Regardless of Wang Fu's urging, Ning Caichen still solved the reincarnation of wine, and he walked back slowly.

"Wow-" "Wow-"

In the corner of the corridor where I went back, the sound of spitting wine, which is very common among drinkers, made Ning Caichen suddenly notice the black shadow lying on the ground, Mao Shixue.

Sure enough, he was throwing up.

Think about it, the wine I drank at the beginning, the wine I drank when I competed with the young lady, and the wine I drank when I fought with myself.

But is that normal? Unless this guy isn't human. Everyone is more than 100 catties of flesh and blood, an altar, not to mention wine, that is, water, and there are a few pot-bellied men who can withstand such an altar. I don't know how much he drank after he left.

"Drink your own wine and let others vomit it!"

Ning Caichen bypassed him and walked into the hall triumphantly.

Although he didn't win, it's still normal to say that this release of water is still normal. It's much better than where you come in and where you come out.

"Hey, why are you here!" Wang Fu saw Ning Caichen coming in, hurriedly greeted him, and continued to turn his head and drool.

This Wang Fu couldn't wait for Ning Caichen's small relief, and came back early, just to appreciate the beauty.

As soon as Ning Caichen stood still, a group of women rushed in, and some scholars with a good sense of self wanted to step forward, but they were suddenly discouraged by an old master who came with them.

"Alas, why is he here?" Wang Fu also retracted his stepping foot, and said in annoyance.

As a first-time participant, Ning Caichen naturally didn't know the details of some people. "What's wrong with him, can't he stop your lust. ”

"Xianzhi's words are not authentic, how can this be called lust heart? This is called fighting for fame. Wang Fu retorted.

Ning Caichen said: "No, you know it in your heart." Aren't you afraid that your body won't be able to bear it?"

Wang Fumei danced and said: "I'm really not afraid of this, because I have a good friend like you." ”

If this is said in the future generations, Ning Caichen will definitely say: "You want me to cave for you?"

But this is ancient times, and if he says it, he will have a grudge, so he can only wait for his own explanation.

"Xianzhi, you forgot? You taught me yoga well. ”

"Is it really useful?" Ning Caichen was stunned.

Wang Fu listened and asked, "What do you mean?"

Ning Caichen's words are too easy to misunderstand. Knowing that he was wrong, he explained: "I was surprised that it was effective so quickly. ”

Wang Fu smiled: "It's not generally effective. The waist is not sore, and the legs and feet are not woody...... Alas, the benefits are endless. Hurry up and get married, and try it yourself. ”

Seeing his pride, Ning Caichen thought to himself: Is it really so effective?

Just thinking about it here, Wang Fu sighed again and talked about the old man.

This old man's surname is Tian, and he is a veritable scholar of etiquette.

What is the purpose of the three-yuan banquet at the turn of spring and summer, there are a few people in the world who don't know.

You said that the ancients easily broke through the shackles and held a large-scale blind date banquet. This is how many otaku gentlemen are related to the happiness of their lives, is it true that they are going to be seventy or eighty, and they can't marry a lady after being moved?

But this old-fashioned guy doesn't understand people's hearts, and he comes to stir up the situation every time. "Be courteous. "Can't sit so close. "It's a bad moral!"

is so noisy, except for the real perverts, those innocent otaku may really scare him. Not to mention the shy daughter's family.

Sure enough, because of the old man in front of him, the scholars only bowed and saluted when a woman passed in front of them, and then they did not squint and acted like gentlemen.

Look at the old man who opened the way, but a pair of old eyes are as sharp as an eagle, and he is afraid at a glance, who else dares to step forward to "seek the phoenix". Oh, it's a good sign that they're called a lift.

Ning Caichen also felt that this old man was too much, and the young men and women of the family had a good blind date, what kind of mess did you say you were an old antique!

Even Ning Caichen thought so, not to mention the group of langs (wolves) on the scene.

But although such a person is disappointed, no one really dares to provoke him.

Men and women are the most important in etiquette. It's definitely not a joke, if you really provoke him, you will be put on the line, even if you don't die, you have to peel off your skin.

A group of women who are warblers and swallows are relying on the old Arita to point and comment one by one.

Instead, the men were judged by them. Isn't that the other way around?

Ning Caichen instantly understood that this Tian Lao couldn't say that he was found by them.

Also, if there is no such a great god of etiquette to accompany them, how can these women of Yingying Yanyan be enough for these perverts.

Just by looking at the performance of the surrounding scholars, you can figure out what it means to be "the most colorful reader".

Wang Fu was even more emotional: "Alas, there are so many good women in the world. The eldest husband's three wives and four concubines are really not enough!"

Three wives and four wives are not enough. What a lofty state that is! It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a high mountain. Especially from the mouth of a man whose wife can make up two tables of mahjong.

It's even more enviable.

"Alas, it's a pity that I didn't marry a single wife. Ning Caichen couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Fu said: "Xianzhi, I really don't understand you sometimes, why don't you have a family until now? If you marry a wife, this Hangzhou woman will not let you want what you want. What the hell are you waiting for?"

It's just fame, he can get it now, but for him, it's not a simple matter of fame. He has to pay more than others, otherwise he will stay by his wife's side every day in the future!

In the cultivation realm, especially the demons and monsters, no one cares about what is not sinful and their families.

His current strength is more than enough to protect himself, and barely to protect his family.

Obviously, Wang Fu was not ready to know Ning Caichen's answer, because this group of red fans came over gracefully, although they had a thin veil on their faces, but their slender posture really responded to the sentence "My fair lady, good gentleman".

This group of big men who can only write a book are full of exclamations and swallowing saliva. attracted a group of warblers and swallows to cry and laugh crisply.

And every time, Tian Lao's angry eyes will shoot. The scholars who had gone out of the mess were ashamed, and they couldn't wait to find a hole in the ground to get into.

At this time, Mao Shixue also vomited and returned to the scholars.

As soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted the attention of eighty percent of women.

The state is full of sorrows, and the disease of the whole body. Tears are dotted, and the pant is slight.

This vomit still has such an effect, Ning Caichen was slightly stunned.

This guy is becoming more and more like a woman.

Wang Fu's face suddenly deteriorated.

Ning Caichen took a closer look, and only then did he see the clue. It turned out that the women who walked past them did not simply walk by, but would leave handkerchiefs and silk handkerchiefs in front of the scholars with the time and place on them.

It's really "about after dusk, the moon on the willow tops".

It's a kind of charm, it's a kind of fun.

But if this kind of interest is only available to others, and you don't have it, then there is no interest at all.

Wang Fu, who was standing in front, didn't receive a piece of silk handkerchief. It is also taken for granted that the face has deteriorated.

"Don't be angry, there are already so many beautiful wives in the family, are you still not satisfied?" Ning Caichen was persuading him.

On this occasion, everyone watched and did not get a single vote. It really hurts my self-esteem.

"Xianzhi, don't you understand? This has nothing to do with his wife, it's luck!" The annoyance was no longer enough to describe Wang Fu. "But if I can't pass the test, forget it. Xianzhi, why can't you pass the test?"

Only then did Ning Caichen notice that he didn't have a piece here.

Well. That's a good calculation. If you compete for real talent, don't you just don't have it?

Fortunately, the banquet was withdrawn, and the tea was served on the table. Ning Caichen picked up a cup to hide his panic. It's not a real ability, and it's always inevitable that the heart is empty.

"No! I don't believe it, I have to ask. The king got up angrily and asked for an explanation.

Ning Caichen is not blocked, nor is he stopped. You can't tell him that this kind of fortune-telling method is still very correct, and you shouldn't make trouble.

No one chose himself, and Ning Caichen couldn't tell if it was loss or ...... Alas, it didn't taste so good. Let's drink tea!

After a short time, Wang Fu came back with a black stinky face.

"What's wrong?"

"This hypocrite!" Wang Fu poured a sip of tea and calmed down before saying, "It's Mao Shixue, he said that he was our friend, and at the same time, it was rumored everywhere that we had a habit of dragon yang." ”

The cause of everything came from Wang Fu's picket of vegetables from Ning Caichen's small plate. This is the best excuse and the best proof.

Ning Caichen thought that this Mao Shixue had changed his face for the better, but it seemed that he still had bad water in his stomach.

No wonder the surrounding scholars looked at them like that, even if they were standing, they also deliberately distanced themselves from them. I thought that everyone was morally noble and unwilling to take advantage of others for no reason. Now it seems that they knew it early on and didn't want to be dragged down by them.

It's just that Mao Shixue used such villain methods, which is really unpleasant.

Mao Shixue should know that with their current situation, there is no shortage of women, especially Wang Fu, and remarrying will be a complete two-table mahjong table.

In addition to hitting their self-confidence, he actually didn't have much to lose to Ning Caichen.

And Ning Caichen knew that as a member of the copying party. Unless the question is too biased, he will never fail to copy it.

In other words, with his self-confidence in the articles of the champions of later generations, this little thing will definitely not hit his self-confidence.

Just kidding! Even if due to various reasons such as the taste of the main exam, even if you can't win the top prize, you will never lose your name. Ning Caichen has nothing to worry about.

"No! I'll go to him. Wang Fu took the case, obviously not wanting to suffer this dumb loss.

Ning Caichen immediately followed. It's been misunderstood that it's the base, what are you afraid of. If you really fight for a while, you can help.

How can this gentleman still have a sense of excitement when he fights? It seems that he is really a violent element.

Ning Caichen touched his nose and didn't make a sound.

Mao Shixue came back the latest, and stood relatively backward.

Such a position is generally very disadvantageous.

Although the young lady will inquire about the names of the scholars in advance, the real face-to-face contact is completely different from listening to others.

In a panic, his hand shook, and the handkerchief was handed over.

In this era, there was no practice of carrying a few stacks of handkerchiefs and casting nets everywhere. One is one for each person, and it is gone when it is lost. So it's always very advantageous to be in front.

But Mao Shixue is different. Maybe it's too famous, at least it's the number one in their group of scholars. Plus the appearance of the last entrance hall.

It's too little white-faced.

Due to Emperor Zhao Song's suppression of force, the little white face and helplessness of the chicken, which gradually became a man's beauty. With the modern man is half a catty.

So he became the prince charming in the minds of all the women, and he gained a lot of handkerchiefs.

"Brother Wang Fu, what's the matter? Didn't you get three yuan? Or I'll let you have one. "Provocation, absolute provocation. What he did himself, of course he knew. But you can't beat him because of that. Although this is a provocation, he didn't show it on the surface, he was still very bold, and such a "three-yuan" omen was said to be sent.

Wang Fu was so angry that he trembled, not still trembling, he suddenly realized, learned from the sister on the flower boat, and said with his eyebrows: "Shixue, you are really ruthless! Didn't you say that you can't be a man anymore, and you want to live with me from now on?"

So ruthless!

You say I'm Ji, I'm Ji, but you don't want to be a man.

"What are you talking about!" Mao Shixue's face turned blue.

"Ouch, that's scared to death! But people like you. Wang Fu continued to play the role of infinite affection.

Everyone's stunned.

Even Tian Lao was also reciting the flip book with words, he was not reciting a mantra, but muttering to himself: "This man and woman don't kiss, but this man and man, the book is not written!" He was also worried.

"You ......" Mao Shixue trembled with anger.

"Childe, can you give me back the handkerchief?" At this time, the woman who turned her head and begged for the handkerchief made his face even pale.

"Brother Wang, isn't your sacrifice too great!" I have heard that there are not a few ancients who have a habit of dragon yang, but it is definitely rare to deliberately discredit yourself. This sacrifice is really big, even in modern times, how many dare to do this?

"What sacrifices? I've married seven ladies anyway, and that's enough. Wang Fu said proudly.

High!

Fighting for the three yuan, and comforting yourself with a lady. It's really high!

The ancients may have been very open and allowed to share their fathers with other women, but they were obviously not open enough to share their fathers with men.

Just look at the women who keep coming back to retrieve the silk scarf, you can see it.

What makes Mao Shixue even more suffocating is that he can't just walk away. He doesn't have a silk handkerchief for one person or two people in his hand, but a small pile, and there can't be one or two people who regret it, and don't want the others, right?

Maybe there will be a woman with a discerning eye? Maybe I can win like this, which means that I will really win? After all, I have already passed the spring test.

He was full of hope and anticipation.

At the same time, it is also a test of the degree of recognition that women in this era share with other men.

(To be continued)