Su Bingnan frowned and watched Dai Xiaoyu follow behind Yu Yufei vividly, her index finger hooked at herself. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What does this mean? Su Bingnan was puzzled.

If he hadn't known the identity of this woman at this time, he wouldn't have known that there was another side to the little maid.

Dai Xiaoyu's behavior is impossible to hide from Luan Fenglou, for Luan Fenglou, Yu Yufei is a cash cow that makes sure to make money without losing money, and will not let strange maids come to the poetry meeting that gathers Xuzhou officials and scholars at will.

Luan Fenglou is by no means a simple place of wind and moon, it must have some kind of connection with Dai Xiaoyu and the Qinglian Sect.

Su Bingnan suddenly thought that there is also a recognized Fengyue Holy Land in the capital, and its name is also Luanfeng Tower, are the two one and the same?

"Blue Lotus Sect"

Su Bingnan pondered these three words in his heart, and he suddenly realized that he had underestimated the Qinglian Sect.

Dai Xiaoxue, the current leader of the Blue Lotus Sect, is a peerless master who has stepped into the supreme path, and no one should despise a Jianghu force with a supreme powerhouse.

He thought that the Blue Lotus Sect, which had been severely damaged by himself, could only survive. The remnants of the Qinglian Sect even had civil strife, and the former Qinglian Sect Holy Maiden slashed her teacher, and the throne of the sect leader was displaced.

Su Bingnan's previous task was to make every effort to eliminate the remnants of the Qinglian Sect, and logically speaking, no force would set off any more storms when it seemed to be exhausted.

What Su Bingnan didn't expect was that the appearance of Dai Xiaoyu, the saintess of the Blue Lotus Sect, made the hidden things behind the Blue Lotus Sect come to the surface.

It is no wonder that the imperial court called the Qinglian Sect an inexhaustible weed, since the birth of the Qinglian Sect a hundred years ago, whenever people thought that it would perish, it has revived again and again.

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Just as Su Bingnan was pondering, Liang Quanneng and the others played "shooting" first.

Shooting is a kind of charade game when literati and ink writers are drinking, and if you don't have poetry and books, you can't play it at all.

"Master Su, why don't you come to 'divide Cao and shoot over'?" Xiao Haitang saw Peng Cheng in the corner, and his face made an enthusiastic look.

When Liang Quanneng heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said to Xiao Haitang: "Then you and Master Su will have a game first." ”

When Peng Cheng heard this, he knew that he would not shoot at all, so he hurriedly refused: "I have no love for games, I only like these delicacies." ”

At this time, many servants brought delicate dishes, and by the way, they took away the delicate dishes that were basically untouched on the table.

Peng Cheng immediately picked up a piece of cool smash and put it in his mouth, trying to escape Liang Almighty's run.

Chilled minced meat is made from raccoon meat, which is chopped and cold after cooling, resulting in a jelly-like texture. Peng Cheng was full of praise for this, and turned his head sideways to talk and laugh with Su Bingnan, indicating that he had no intention of shooting.

Looking at Peng Cheng's behavior, Xiao Haitang showed a smile on his face and took out a jar of wine.

Xiao Haitang stood up and said to Su Bingnan: "Master Su, I will cover the word 'scoop'. ”

Liang Quanneng was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, so he asked someone to bring pen and ink, wrote a big scoop character with his own hands, and then brought it to Pengcheng.

"If you don't shoot, drink all the wine. Xiao Haitang said with a smile, picked up the wine in his hand, opened it himself, and then sent the slave to Pengcheng.

Peng Cheng was at a loss, did not take the wine jar, and let the slave send it back to Xiao Haitang.

He didn't even understand why there was that "scoop", and how could he know what to do next.

Looking at Peng Cheng's embarrassed appearance, everyone had a gloating expression in their eyes.

They expected that vulgar martial artists would never understand the elegance of scribes, and seeing this martial arts genius of Dahao, these adults could not contain a sense of superiority in their hearts.

Di Bingfan, Jian Shuirui, Sheng Qing and Yu Yufei, the four beauties, stood aside, their expressions were a little unbearable, and they couldn't help but think of themselves.

Although they seem to be the object of everyone's praise now, they all know that no matter how good the Qing people are, they will always be lowly, and when they will decline in the future, they will end up in a sad evening.

The young man who was ridiculed in front of him was coldly looked at by everyone because he was a vulgar martial artist in the eyes of everyone.

Dai Xiaoyu's eyes looked at Su Bingnan, who was dressed as a small servant on the side, expecting what he would do.

The two people introduced to him by Liang Quanneng couldn't sit still and wanted to get involved.

One of them is Zhang Ziyuan, who is in charge of the largest grain merchant in Xuzhou, and the other is Qian Yuanbo Qian.

Zhang Ziyuan stroked his beard and said to Peng Cheng: "Master Su, are you clueless for a while, it doesn't matter, Lord Qian will remind you." ”

Peng Cheng never imagined that there would be the current situation, if Liang Quanneng really wanted to kill Su Bingnan, shouldn't he keep a low profile?

With Liang Quanneng's fanning of the flames, if Su Bingnan really dies, once the court wants to investigate the truth, he will bear the brunt.

At this time, Qian Yuanbo picked up the pen and wrote the word "green" on the paper and showed it to everyone to see.

"Master Su, Qian is here to give you a hint or two. Qian Yuanbo said: "Since your brain is a little confused, then I will repeat another word for you, which is almost telling you the answer." ”

Peng Cheng looked at the two pieces of paper in front of him, one on the left and the other on the right, one was a scoop and the other was a green word, as if he was reading a book from the sky, he was confused, and he didn't know what to do.

Looking at Peng Cheng's impatient appearance, Liang Quanneng couldn't help but laugh in a low voice.

It was like throwing a stone at the surface of the water, and these people on the boat couldn't hold back any longer, and immediately burst into laughter.

Zhang Ziyuan and Qian Yuanbo held each other's shoulders, bent down and were about to stand unsteadily, while some simply covered their stomachs and couldn't close their mouths anymore.

Because in their opinion, the answer at this time is equivalent to being placed in front of Peng Cheng. And Peng Cheng's ignorance was like a fool on a horse looking for a horse, which made them laugh.

The sound of laughter resounded throughout the painting boat, floating around, and even the pedestrians on Wangling Road could faintly hear the laughter on the boat, and they looked curiously, wondering why the adults above were so happy.

Su Bingnan looked at the somewhat chaotic scene, lowered his head, and lowered his voice to say the answer to Peng Cheng.

When Peng Cheng heard this, his eyes showed joy, and the corners of his mouth also showed a smile, looking at the people in front of him.

Soon the laughter subsided, and the people whose faces were flushed and had not yet completely calmed down looked at Peng Cheng again, wanting to have more fun.

Xiao Haitang also laughed just now, thinking that Peng Cheng was too funny.

Holding the wine jar to Peng Cheng, Xiao Haitang said: "Master Su, if you can't guess, please drink this wine." ”

Peng Cheng's face made a distressed look, and he took the wine, very helpless.

Looking at the wine jar in Peng Cheng's hand not far away, Su Bingnan's heart moved, his eyebrows and eyes were swollen, and he seemed to see something.

The Wine of the Feathers!

Wine is poisonous!

Su Bingnan's heart beat violently, and he could already see that the jar of wine that Xiao Haitang handed to Peng Cheng was violently poisonous.

The plover is an extremely rare bird of prey, larger than the eagle, with a loud and mournful song. Its feathers are highly poisonous, and if you soak them in wine, the wine will become wine.

This kind of poisonous wine is extremely toxic and almost incurable.

Today, this extremely rare and almost legendary bird of prey is on the verge of extinction, and the wine that ordinary people can hear about is only used by the emperor to kill a certain big man.

Xiao Haitang really has bad intentions.

Under the gaze of everyone, Su Bingnan couldn't quietly pass on information to Peng Cheng, so he could only wait for the other party's reaction.

Peng Cheng was unaware of the wine in his hand, and he didn't know that it was highly poisonous.

But he didn't plan to drink it, at this time, these people were clearly targeting Lord Su, and he was representing Lord Su at this time, and the two of them were both damaged, and they must not endure this breath out of thin air.

Besides, Su Bingnan had already told him the answer.

Peng Cheng asked Xiao Haitang: "Do you really want me to drink it?"

Xiao Haitang nodded and said, "Shoot over." The shooter is guessed, and the coverer is covered and hidden. If you can't, you will naturally be punished for drinking. ”

Peng Cheng immediately said: "Then I'll shoot the word 'wine'." ”

"Wrong. Xiao Haitang said: "Why waste time adults, it is impossible to guess correctly without knowing allusions and poems." ”

"But you repeat it first. If I shoot right, wouldn't you have to punish you for drinking? Peng Cheng retorted.

As soon as these words came out, it caused a burst of chuckles, and Xiao Haitang faced Peng Cheng, who was a little reliant and seemed to have no other way, and said helplessly: "As long as you can shoot right, what if I drink this jar of wine." ”

"A word?"

"It's a deal!"

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and Peng Cheng's robe made a soft noise, wandering in the air.

"Into the valley every rain flowers. Peng Cheng said calmly.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was silent, and everyone looked at Peng Cheng, not believing that he had shot right.

Looking at Xiao Haitang, whose face was extremely pale, Peng Cheng felt strange and puzzled, but continued on his lips: "It seems that I am right, it is really the word 'incense'." ”

"Xiao Haitang, drink. ”

Xiao Haitang's brain was suddenly in chaos, his heart was in turmoil, and he didn't know what to do when he looked at the wine in Peng Cheng's hand.