Yueyang night is colorful,

Flowers are all over the sky, and smoke is around.

A good feast is full of hatred.

Raise a glass and drink high, the heart is hard to rest, and it is hard to get drunk tonight.

Busy and busy, day and day. Xia Xun had a stiff smiling face, and when he hung up in the remnant sun of Xishan, Fang Xie...

Chinese New Year's Eve, reunion dinner.

In the Yueyang Building, eighteen huge mahogany gold inlaid columns support the building. The walls of the four sides are decorated with silver paintings and jade, which is extremely luxurious.

It rises 36 floors and is connected by eight wide corridors. The middle is hollowed out more than 30 zhang, and a 10-zhang bright lamp is hung high, illuminating most of the space in the building. On the edge of the lamp frame, hang down two couplets of seven-zhang red paper.

Gold lacquer lettering.

Shanglian "everything is prosperous all year round, and it is worth ten thousand gold." ”

Xialian: "The three courtyards gathered in Yueyang Tower to resolve all kinds of hatred. ”

On the top of the lantern, there are a horizontal batch of "drunken enmity"

The couplets are barely neatly written, just a little cheesy. However, it is worthy of the copper spirit of people in business.

At this point,

The banquet guests were seated, and there were more than 10,000 people in the building.

Under the deliberate arrangement of the two academies, from the heads of the two academies to the disciples and protégés, they all sat interspersed with each other. In the same table, there are few acquaintances, and most of them are enemies. Each table seats eighteen people, in addition to a table of delicacies, each person also has a pot of thick waist pole "yellow flower drunk" in front of each table.

Four big red letters are written on the cylinder:

"Must be drunk"

It's creepy to watch.

"Yellow Flower Drunk" Yuyang "Drunk Today" self-brewed liquor, the strength of the wine, as its name suggests, with wine watered Yellow Flower, three cups of wilting.

And now, the leaders of the two houses have drunk a jar,

This is clear, it's a tune to get everyone drunk to death...

It's just that it backfired, and good things are grinding.

Originally, the painstaking arrangements of these two elders were quite good. A few glasses of sake in the stomach, when people are slightly drunk, they can say anything or two. Drink a few more glasses, drunk and talking, what can't the hatred be diluted? Tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, this is the effect.

How...

These elders all wanted to miss something.

During this time, thousands of people looked up, and all the tables were full of enemies. If you want to raise a glass and drink, who will you ask to drink?

No one can drink it, so you can't drink it alone...

Therefore, the wine has been in its place all along.

The 10,000 people in the field were silent, the dishes were picked up alone, the rice was chopped, the heads were bowed, no one was in their eyes, only the food, their expressions were handsome and cold, and they were not embarrassed and weird.

It was supposed to be a lively Chinese New Year's Eve reunion banquet, but Shengsheng was eaten by the disciples of these two academies into a "severed head meal".

Dead and quiet.

The top six floors are slightly better, but only better. The people who sat down were all the elders in the courtyard and the talents in the door, and from time to time they would talk stiffly, and they would just drink and laugh rarely. No matter how you look at it, it looks so contrived and polite...

Top floor, main table.

Sullen.

“......”

"What kind of bad idea do you have here? Eat and eat, you have to reunite with the whole three courtyards and sit together. Now it's okay, you don't have to drink the wine, you can just eat. ”

Around the main table, the heads of several courtyards sat together, a total of eighteen people, frowning. Dean Tianshu's face was flushed, and he probably drank a lot, and he scolded Li Qingfeng with the strength of the wine.

"I still eat as if I want to go to the battlefield, is this the New Year or to be reincarnated?..."

"At this point, it is useless for you to talk about it. It's better to think about how to remedy it. Otherwise, this Chinese New Year's Eve dinner will really not be able to eat. A septuagenarian sitting at the same table spoke out to persuade him.

"What else can we do? Now that it's like this, why don't we let these old fellows go down and force them to drink one by one?"

“......”

"Why don't you reseat them?"

"The meal has been eaten, and then the seats are arranged again, when will it be eaten..."

"That's got to be done, or else it's just going to be like this, what's the matter..."

"I don't think it's for people to find a troupe..."

"Then why don't you send someone to get drunk today..."

"Oh, yes. That's a good idea..."

“......”

The half-old man on the table, you and I have proposed one after another, which is very unreliable, and the more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes.

"Smack!"

"!"

Li Qingfeng really couldn't listen to it anymore, and put down the wine glass vigorously, slapping the table loudly, causing several nearby tables to look sideways in surprise.

"What are you shooting, how do you get it? Give you ideas, you're not happy, are you? Or you sue everyone, what's going on?"

Dean Tianshu was also startled by the sudden sound, and after a moment of reaction, he immediately spit on him very unhappily.

“......”

Li Qingfeng estimated that there was no way in his heart, and after glaring at Dean Tianshu with a cold light, he couldn't help but refute it. Yin angrily turned his head, and with the meaning of inquiry, he looked at the Cao Pavilion Lord who was sitting beside him.

"Renxuan"

"Hehe..."

Pavilion Master Cao smiled helplessly and shook his head: "Don't look at me, you have made things like this, what else can I do?"

"Tsk, how did you speak, didn't you agree to this?" Li Qingfeng approached the Cao Pavilion Lord, moved his lips slightly, and reprimanded in a low voice.

"I'm just nodding, but you did it..."

"Are you going to fall into the well now?"

“......”

"Yes, I'm afraid of you. ”

The Cao Pavilion Lord also approached Li Qingfeng's side, and raised the sackcloth sleeve of his right hand to block the curious eyes of the rest of the people on the table. Then, shrinking his head, he stretched out his right hand and pointed to the banquet at the end of the room, whispering.

"I'm out of the question, but those two little ghosts have a lot of ghost ideas, and there must be a way. You might as well ask..."

"Why don't you go!" After hearing this, Li Qingfeng's disdain suddenly flourished.

"Huh. ”

Pavilion Master Cao put down his right hand and smiled as if he didn't care about himself: "This is very embarrassing." ”

"Then you want me to go!"

"Hehe, after all, you are the one who made this thing..."

"You..."

“......”

The two bowed their heads and whispered,

Good for a while.

"It's done. ”

Pavilion Master Cao picked up the wine glass and smiled at the breeze. This smile is full of the charm of successful tricks.

"Hmph!" Li Qingfeng ignored the Cao Pavilion Master, picked up the dust on the table, snorted, and got up and left the table with anger.

......

At the end of this room,

After the twenty-seven elder seats, there are nine disciple seats. The seats are all from the younger generation of leaders of the three hospitals. Except for the last table, there are some exceptions, but they are not surprising.

Xia Xun, just sit here...

Their table should be regarded as the most harmonious table at the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet so far.

Just because, there is a beauty like a cold plum fairy sitting here.

With a beautiful woman on the side, the leaders of the three courtyards on the table naturally couldn't bear the loneliness, and even the atmosphere of the adjacent table was faintly aroused.

“......”

"Brother Wang is arrogant, little brother is here to toast you again..."

"Don't say a cup, it's okay to have another tank... I think that when I was on the dragon to lead the tiger and fight the tiger, I drank a full three cylinders of "yellow flower drunk"..."

"With Brother Wang's heroism, what is the problem, in our generation, it is estimated that Senior Brother Chen Jin, who is also asking the sky, can compare..."

"Brother Liang, lifted. I've been preparing to break through the realm recently, so I shouldn't drink too much today..."

"Brother Chen, this is not kind... The younger brother has also been preparing to break the apocalypse in recent years, this is not the same drink, if you don't give me face, you have to give the peony girl a face, don't you?

"It's... All right... Came and did it for the peony girl..."

“......”

Beautiful people and wines, with delicious food. Openly and secretly, every sentence is inseparable from the heroic posture of genius, and they praise each other. The heroic competition at the wine table was brought into full play by these people.

However, they do have the capital to boast about.

At this table, Peony was in the first place, Mo Xian was on the right, and Xia Xun was sitting with watermelon and more than ten Wentian and former Chunyang disciples.

Except for Xia Xun and Watermelon, all of them here are the leaders of this generation, and they are not much better than Xiahou. And Peony, as a closed disciple of the old man who asks the sky. For many years, everyone only heard of his name, but did not know his person. When I saw it today, it made people get drunk before drinking.

How can there be a reason not to be the first to flatter?

"Brother Xia, don't patronize and eat vegetables. It's a rare day to have fun, I salute you with this cup..."

“......”

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the war on the wine table that took turns to persuade wine soon extended to Xia Xun's side.

Watermelon didn't know what was going on, and stared blankly at the toaster. Xia Xun put down his chopsticks, stood up and stretched out, clenched his fists embarrassedly and smiled:

"Brother Wang, Xia really doesn't know how to drink. Forget it..."

"Huh..."

The toasting man immediately straightened his face: "Everyone has to drink it, even the peony girl has drunk three glasses." Brother Xia, if you shirk it like this, you won't give us brothers face..."

"yes... Brother Xia, you're not kind..."

"Brother Laixia, do one..."

"a..."

Several people at the table who drank fiercely followed suit. The rules of the wine table, so many people coax a person, and the person who is toasted does not drink a glass, that is not to give these people face.

“......”

"Okay. ”

The common sense of the rivers and lakes, Xia Xun still understands. Seeing that he couldn't shirk it, he could only obediently pick up a half-palm-sized wine glass and pour it in one gulp, which was also arrogant.

"Ahh

The wine burned through his throat like a fire, stabbing painfully, and his face flushed. This is because he can't drink enough, and he can't cultivate, as soon as the liquor passes through his throat, he will instantly get drunk and get on his body...

"Looking for a good amount of wine... It's not in vain that a few brothers will run a trip to Xianyang for you. Come, this cup of Chen respects you..."

Before Xia Xun could sit down, the Confucian scholar named Chen Jin had already taken the wine glass, stood up, and saluted proudly.

"It's... The little brother really doesn't know how to drink..."Xia Xun propped up the table with one hand, his eyes were drunk and hazy, and he replied vaguely. Obviously, Xia Xunzhen will not drink, with his out-of-body small body, he can't stop the stamina of a strong drink like "Yellow Flower Drunk", and he is shaky and drunk.

"Brother Xia, you're not right, you've only drunk the first of these three cups. Besides, our brothers almost took their lives to buy medicine for you that day. You have to give me this face, right?" said Confucius, pretending to be displeased.

"This..."

"Good, good..."

This statement of Confucianism is righteous. Even the life and death were moved out, just to toast a glass of wine, toast to this. Xia Xun didn't drink it, so he really couldn't say it, so he had to drink it again.

"Thanksgiving... Brother Chen shot... Rescue... This cup of little brother... First do it for... Respectfully"

After speaking, Xia Xun scooped up a glass of spirits into the wine jar and poured it all again.

After drinking this cup, Xia Xun couldn't do it at all, his red face turned purple, and he sat down directly with his feet weak.

"Good amount of wine! You can drink two glasses in a row out of the out-of-body realm, with this amount of wine, who dares to say that our little brother Xia can't drink in the future!" Then, I also heroically drained the wine in my hand...

"I see that Brother Xia is almost drunk... But toasting three glasses, that's in line with the rules of the rivers and lakes. So, tonight, I, Zhang, have the courage to give the third cup to the little brother who is bleeding in the courtyard...!"

Confucian sat down, and a scholar raised his glass to Xia Xun and said respectfully. He is a former Chunyang disciple, and when he says bloodshed, he refers to the souls of those who were killed by Xia Xun on Dongya Street...

Xia Xun's drunken eyes could barely be opened, and his consciousness began to blur, two cups of "Yellow Flower Drunk" should be the limit, and he would inevitably fall down after drinking.

However, the rules at the wine table are the same. For a round of wine toasting, you must eat three glasses before resting. It's okay not to drink, you have to have a way to convince the people who come to toast, otherwise it will be very shameless. It's just that the toasting trail now is full of reasons, this is a toast for the deceased, and no one can find a reason not to drink...

This time, Xia Xun didn't think about it, nor did he speak, it is estimated that his consciousness is already blurred.

Shake your hands to get the quilt......

"Eh, you..."

"I'll drink!"

Peony was just about to persuade her to stop it, but Mo Xian, who was sitting next to her, was faster than her, and he raised his glass and got up first, and drank it.

"Eh~"

"Senior Brother Mo, don't worry. Everyone has to drink this wine, and your share is indispensable. It's just that now Brother Xia still has one less drink..."

"Hmph, then I'll drink it!"

Before the Taoist priest finished speaking, an angry voice came from behind the surrounding.

A few people turned around suspiciously...

"Uh..."The Taoist priest smacked his tongue suddenly.

"I asked you, Zhang Hanzhong!" I saw that Li Qingfeng, who came from the main table, glared angrily at the Taoist priest who was toasting, and walked to Xia Xun's side at the same time.

Since seeing Li Qingfeng coming, the Taoist priest is whole person has softened: "Uh... It's a joke... Don't take it seriously..."

"Hmph!" Li Qingfeng didn't care about it, snatched the wine glass in Xia Xun's hand with one hand, scooped up a glass into the wine jar, and drank it dry without changing his face.

"Duh..."

"I've drunk the wine, and the past is over!"

"You'd better stop playing those tricks on me in the future. Otherwise, I won't be able to spare you!

Li Qingfeng vigorously put down the wine glass and glared at the Taoist priest and scolded angrily.

"Yes, yes, yes..."The Taoist priest hurriedly drained the wine glass in his hand and laughed.

Li Qingfeng no longer paid attention to the Taoist priest, and turned to Xia Xun, who was drunk, and shouted.

"Come over to me!"