Zheng Donglin was full of confusion, and carried two barrels of wine up the fourth floor.

When Ning Wuxian was still hesitating whether to sing along for the fourth time, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zheng Donglin who was going upstairs, looking around curiously.

He also glanced around, and saw that everyone's attention was not focused on him, and many even closed their eyes and sang along, his eyes fell on the few people who were still staring at him, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Star.

I will destroy you right under your noses.

"Miss Shen, Miss Ji, the wine is here, I'll arrange it first, please play it a few more times, and let them sing to their heart's content."

There are not many words in the poem "Will Enter the Wine".

But good poems and songs, not by the number of words to win, can also create the effect of a single song looping for a whole day.

Although Shen Youchu and Ji Jin's songs are peaceful, they are also based on this, so that people can never get tired of listening to them.

When Shen Youchu and Ji Jin heard his words, they all nodded and signaled that they could continue.

They were also emotionally moved by the chorus in front of them, and they couldn't extricate themselves from it, so they naturally wanted to have fun with everyone.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone was not paying attention but the meticulous workers were paying attention, Ning Wuxian walked in front of Zheng Donglin with his waist bent.

"Mr. Ning, I ......"

"Turn your back and talk."

Ning Wuxian was afraid that there would be someone who could read lips in the fine work, so he deliberately faced the curtain and turned his back to the staircase.

Zheng Donglin saw his move, and after reacting, his heart sank.

It may be because Baichuan will be on the right track, he has adapted to the identity of an ordinary director, and he has forgotten that Mr. Ning is competing with that cunning meticulous work this time, and he may die in the confrontation with contempt!

Fortunately, Mr. Ning is well-informed, so he will not make a mistake.

"Mr. Ning, I heard from Jiang Yang's guards that nearly 100 people have been arranged near the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to wait for Mr. at any time."

"Okay, you tell them that this operation is very dangerous, but it is also not for them to work in vain, and the silver recovered, those victims will definitely take a certain share of the money as a reward after getting it."

Jinling businessmen are all people.

In addition to recovering losses, recovering money is more important to save the face of being deceived, and naturally will not be stingy with remuneration.

And the people of the Baichuan Club have always been paid to do things, and he can't use the people of the Baichuan Club to risk their lives to do things in vain, and he doesn't give some benefits to motivate people.

"Everyone is responsible for the elimination of the Japanese, even if there is no pay, the brothers who came with me today will do their best to get rid of the Japanese!"

Facing Zheng Donglin's statement, Ning Wuxian gave a thumbs up and exclaimed.

"Good!"

"It's just that these two barrels of wine are too little, not enough for the guests on the four floors to drink, you go back and ask a few more people to bring a few more barrels of wine, I'll wait here, and when I come, go through the back door, and move lightly, so as not to disturb the guests' Yaxing."

Ning Wuxian's words were not loud or small, and there was no intention of concealing it.

Liangliang Xiaozuo, who was already standing on the stairs on the third floor, carefully stared at Ning Wuxian's every move, and when he saw that he was behaving differently, he thought that something big had happened.

But when I saw Ning Wuxian walk in front of the "Ning family's little girl", take the wine barrel, open the lid and sniff it, although I couldn't hear a few words of simple conversation between the two, but when I saw Ning Wuxian's actions and listened to the arrangement at the end, I knew that Ning Wuxian was just going to get the wine.

The reason why the action looks cautious, like a thief, is just because I am afraid of disturbing everyone's chorus, and the thought of wanting to report is eliminated again.

Instead, he continued to sing along with everyone's chorus.

Regardless of the different positions of the kingdom, the Beidi people and the Japanese people present felt that this poem "Will Enter the Wine" is indeed worthy of being widely recited.

Especially the Beidi people, in this chorus, once again felt Ning Wuxian's influence on the Daxing literary world, and knew that although their efforts might be in vain, they still had to continue.

Otherwise, it is very likely that the efforts of the Western Regions Alliance for many years of preparation will be destroyed in Ning Wuxian's hands!

At the staircase leading to the back kitchen, Ning Wuxian watched Zheng Donglin leave empty-handed, and handed over two barrels of wine to Qiu Niang and asked her to distribute them to each floor.

"Take these wines to make a fortune, who can compose a poem on the theme of wine in public, and you can get a big bowl, what do you think, Qiu Niang?"

"It's good for Ning Shixian to call the shots."

Qiu Niang's arrangement for Ning Wuxian, it is the main one that is happy and convincing.

But she also keenly perceived that Zheng Donglin was not a little girl of the Ning family.

Fortunately, no matter what Ning Wuxian did tonight, she was not coming for the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, on the contrary, she was still maintaining the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, giving her business and promoting the reputation of Miss Xirou, she was naturally very cooperative.

After instructing Qiu Niang, Ning Wuxian rested for a while, and when everyone's single was sung for the tenth time, his voice was weak, and his voice should be about to dry, he stood in front of the high stage of the four-story performance, and raised his hands to signal everyone to stop.

And the fact that two barrels of wine had been brought from Ningfu and set up a color head were made public.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Ning family's wine is also limited, everyone can only rely on their own ability to drink, and those who can't drink it don't panic, they can't write poems, write an absolute or perform martial arts in public to open their eyes, you can drink this wine, I have sent the little guys to get it, it's really not enough, I'll go to the wine shop to buy it, it must be enough."

If the conditions are enough, it can arouse everyone's desire to compete.

For a while, students and guests on all floors went to the table where Qiu Niang arranged the wine to show their skills.

Ning Wuxian took advantage of this gap and came to the front of Ning Wujian and Xirou.

"Third brother, Miss Xirou, how are you cooperating, are you sure that this new poem will be sung?"

Ning Wuxian glanced at Miss Xirou.

After Miss Xirou took the lead in nodding, Ning Wujian nodded in agreement.

And the expressions of the two of them were a little impatient.

"Fifth brother, do you want to wait until they finish writing poems before we play and sing?"

"In that case, you may not be able to open your mouth until the Year of the Monkey, just sing it directly, you can't hear it clearly, don't you hear it clearly when you sing it a few more times?"

Anyway, the third brother and Miss Xirou are not like many pure scholars present who can't lift their hands or carry them on their shoulders, and they can't succeed after singing more than ten times.

According to the physical strength of the two of them, it doesn't matter if they sing all night.

After getting Ning Wuxian's reply, after Ning Wujian and Xirou glanced at each other, he gestured in the direction of the high platform.

"Miss Xirou, please."

At this time, Xi Rou realized that Ning Wujian was not a wood that did not understand the amorous feelings, and only cared about wiping the knife, but his eyes were full of his fifth brother.

But thinking of the new poem written by Ning Shixian, her eyes flashed with light.

If she had such a brother, she would also sacrifice her life to protect each other, which was the top priority, and she could understand Ning Wuxian's thoughts.

"Ning Sangongzi, please."

The sound of the guzheng and the flute stopped abruptly when the two came to the high platform.

When the guests on each floor heard the sound, they were stunned for a moment, and there was a moment of silence in the hall.

Everyone guessed that they might be playing and singing a new poem, but just now they singled "Will Enter the Wine" ten times, even if they still remember the allusion of Ning Shixian at this time "Xinling Jun stole the talisman to save Zhao", they still feel that the new poem should be more suitable for wine than "Will Enter the Wine".

So everyone's attention was refocused on the scramble for peace wine.

Until.

The melodious and heavy sound of the waist drum came out, followed by the sound of Ning Wuji's suppressed voice.

"Zhao Keman, Hu Ying, Wu Hook Shuang Xueming. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, like a shooting star. Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brushing off the clothes and going away, hiding deep with the name. ”