When Ye Chunqiu walked out of the hall, he felt a pair of eyes staring at him, motionless. There was resentment and hatred in his eyes, as if he wanted to kill him thousands of times.

However, Ye Chunqiu didn't care about these things and was willing to accept the loss.

Ye Chunqiu did not have no room for Zhu Houcang to make a mistake. Before that, he invited the King of Zhou to mediate. It was because he, King Xing and his son, had to make a hanged drama, and he was aggressive in the hall, forcing him to compete.

Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but step a few steps, avoided Qiqige, stepped forward to Wang Hua's side, thought about it seriously, and then called out seriously: "Master Taishan..."

Ye Chunqiu was a little careful about Wang Hua, his father-in-law and his mentor. This was not because of fear, but because of respect.

Xie Qian was also on the side. After seeing him, he smiled humorously: "Chunqiu, what are you doing? It's like your family is stingy. He has the power of the world, don't worry."

This made Wang Hua laugh, and then smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Let's wait for Jingchu and Hanniao to have sex with him. On the day when the Hanniao had sex, I would also come to ask for a glass of water and wine."

After coming out of the palace, Tang Bohu had been waiting for a long time.

This is the end of the year, with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, and the whole capital is very lively, so Qiqige also went to the mansion.

Ye Chunqiu seemed a little embarrassed, and sat obediently beside Wang Jingchu, eating wine and food.

These days, there are always busy people, and there are too many relatives and friends who need to visit. Ye Chunqiu is like a top, paying homage to him everywhere. The old lady is also full of red faces and is responsible for hosting guests.

During the holidays, it is not only a rare opportunity to relax, but also a test.

Especially in this inner court of the capital, the fortunes of each family in the officialdom last year can be seen only by the guests.

Now the Ye family is no longer entertaining any guests. For example, the Marquis of Shouning, the Duke of England and others come, and the old lady comes forward, and sometimes Ye Chunqiu also wants to accompany him. But if the friends of Ye Chunqiu are here, such as Zhang Jin, Chen Rong, Deng Jian, Qian Qian, and Ye Chunqiu have to come forward no matter what. If the rest of the people are of lower rank, they can only come to entertain Ye Dong and Tang Bohu.

It’s really not a force, there are so many people who have to deal with it, and it’s really a lack of skills in the clone.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Chen Rong and Zhang Jin brought a jar of fine wine.

Looking at the two of them, Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but be shocked and asked with a smile: "Why, is there no alcohol in my house?"

Zhang Jin held the wine, as if he was holding a baby, for fear of falling. The next moment he smiled and patted the smooth jar, and said happily.

"This is the rice wine we ate in Ningbo in the past. The wine in your house is so good that you can't get used to it."

Looking at Ye Chunqiu's thoughtful look, his smile became more and more naughty, so he narrowed his eyes and said, "Do you still remember the braised bass?"

Ye Chunqiu naturally remembered it and couldn't help laughing.

"Why don't you remember?" Then his face darkened slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth turned into a bitter smile. "It's a pity that the bass here is not as delicious as the water town."

Zhang Jin laughed: "Then let's eat wine, not fish."

Ye Chunqiu led them to visit the old lady in the back house first, and then went to see Jingchu. This was the best thing for the Tong family. Only the closest friends could enter the back house. Wang Jingchu saw Zhang Jin holding the jar of wine, so he said, "Don't get Chunqiu drunk."

"He is the little prince of the restaurant. He was... in..."

As if he was recalling where the memory was, Chen Rong poked him in the waist and told him to stop talking nonsense.

Zhang Jin stopped talking.

Ye Chunqiu glared at his eyes: "What do you mean? Isn't it just a drink in Jubaolou? It's like I lingering in the flowers, walking around, and not sow discord here." Then he ordered someone: "Invite Mr. Tang."

The "conspiracy" between Zhang Jin and Chen Rong was exposed, so he had to look depressed, smiled embarrassedly at Wang Jingchu, and left with his tongue.

A head stuck out in the room: "Sister, what are they doing?"

The person who spoke was Qiqige who was hiding in the room and learning from Wang Jingchu as a female red girl.

Wang Jingchu smiled and said, "What else can I do? A group of friends have drunk and have fun."

"Ah." Qiqige widened his eyes and said, "Oh, I...I'll go too."

Tatars love to drink, men do this, and women do this. Qiqige has a lot of alcohol. She is patient and has a long time to drink in front of Wang Jingchu every day. She is old and short. She is obedient to learn from girls and is good at needlework. She has long been tired of doing needlework. Now she heard that there is wine, and she suddenly feels energetic, her eyes shining, and she looks like she wants to drink something.

Wang Jingchu saw Qiqige's thoughts and couldn't help laughing: "Have you done it for Nu Hong? Let's take a look."

Qiqige's face turned slightly red and he stuck out his tongue a little embarrassedly. He knew Wang Jingchu's personality. She was a person who never blushed with others. Even if she forbids others to do anything, she would only change the topic. Qiqige knew that Sister Wang refused to let her go. It seemed that it was another so-called taboo.

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In the small hall, Ye Chunqiu, Chen Rong, Zhang Jin plus Tang Bohu.

After drinking, Tang Bohu said that he had known Chen Rong and Zhang Jin for a long time.

In the past, Tang Bohu submitted manuscripts to Taibai Collection. His articles and poems were excellent, and he could always be published. Sometimes he would send some money to the pen. Now Tang Bohu has built a considerable yard in the capital, relying on the money to the pen. Unfortunately, there is no mistress in the yard for the time being, and he is waiting for Qiuxiang.

Unlike others, Tang Bohu started talking nonsense as soon as he got drunk. He was cowardly in his life and could only speak a few words when he was drunk.

However, Chen Rong and Zhang Jin have been in contact with others more, but the more drunk they get, the less they show their voices.

But at this moment, Chen Rong opened her conversation and looked at Ye Chunqiu and said seriously.

"There are some strange things these days. I came to my house today just to talk about this. Do you know that Li Chunshan is a nephew of Li Dongyang. I submitted an article about the expiration of Prince Xing's salary this time and how much money and grain was surplused."

"Hmm?" Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but become interested. He put down the wine glass gracefully, narrowed his eyes deeply and looked at Chen Rong, then looked at Zhang Jin who was unable to afford it, and Tang Bohu who was giggling on the table.

Zhang Jin and Tang Bohu were both drunk and seemed a little tired at this moment.

Ye Chunqiu thought about it and said lightly, "Let's go here."

Chen Rong nodded. It was already late at this moment, and the rays of light were shining. The whole world was full of red. The scenery was particularly charming. The sound of firecrackers occasionally came from a distance. Chen Rong walked with her back. He was thirty years old, and the red light scattered around him, making him look more calm. He said: "That article is to be published no matter what. I guess it is what Mr. Li said." (To be continued., Your support is my greatest motivation.) 17-01-04 07:39:08
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