Fu Yun's face was startled, and he turned his head and declined: "You have no merit and no salary, why give me something?" The last time he gave birth to a child for Mrs. He, the He family had already sent a large amount of medical expenses to her home. Now the Zhao family She also asked her to come to Gong Yueyue for routine diagnosis every now and then, and the medical fee was twice as high as other doctors. Of course she knew that this was Gong Yueyue trying another way to help her. Fu Yun would definitely remember this kindness. In my heart, it’s just that it’s really hard to reach out and take other people’s things.
Gong Yueyue's attitude was even more resolute than hers: "Who said it was useless? You saved the lives of the He family's mother and son, and my husband-in-law told me to repay you well! If you don't accept it, he will blame me! You don't want us to be husband and wife. Are we going to quarrel over you?"
"This..." This little girl had a sharp tongue, and she couldn't stand it anymore. So she dusted off something on the tray, which was a long blue brocade coat embroidered with gold thread. The collar and cuffs were trimmed with brown fox fur. Fu Yun also saw it. A girl who has lived in this world can tell at just one glance that this piece of clothing is of great value. "It's too expensive, I can't have it."
Gong Yueyue shook off her clothes and gestured on her body: "You try it first. If it doesn't look good, I won't let you do it."
Xiaomei was also encouraging: "That's right, our lady has a very good taste. She personally picked it for you, and it will definitely suit you."
"Go and try, Xiaomei, take her behind the screen." Gong Yueyue was too lazy to grind her tongue anymore and pushed her towards the screen.
Objectively speaking, Fu Yun is a beauty. She is tall and slender, with long eyebrows and pointed chin. However, her skin color is not healthy, and her cheekbones are a bit high, which makes her look a bit miserable. Strictly speaking, cyan does not suit her, but Gong Yueyue knew that cyan was her favorite color. Since she was giving someone a gift, it was naturally the best idea to give her a gift. So she chose a cyan material that was not too dark and was embroidered with gold thread. The material and workmanship of the clothes were extremely exquisite, but The style is simple and elegant, not tacky at all.
When Fu Yun walked out of the screen, he rubbed his arms uneasily: "I seem... not suitable for dressing up..."
Gong Yueyue looked at her arrogance, suddenly showing timidity and inferiority, and couldn't help but feel some sadness and pity in her heart. She stepped forward to help her straighten her clothes, and encouraged her with a smile: "Who said that? You are a girl. , If you don’t dress yourself up while you are young, why don’t you wear new clothes until you are seventy or eighty? Be confident, you are a beautiful girl."
Fu Yun looked down at his favorite blue color, and asked anxiously: "Isn't it really ugly?"
Yueyue nodded affirmatively: "Oh, hey, it looks good."
Xiaomei also gave her a thumbs up to confirm: "Yes, it looks really good!"
"How much money? I'll give you..." Fu Yun was never willing to take other people's things for free.
Gong Yueyue responded with a dumbfounded response: "Oh, aren't you scolding me? If I give you something, I'll ask you for money? Accept it properly and don't get quarrelsome with me."
"Then... thank you." The iceberg is melting bit by bit. This girl who loves loneliness and has never opened her heart is stepping out of the strong castle she built for herself.
A moment later, Gong Yueyue stood in front of the dressing mirror, picked up Fu Yun's hair, and rolled up her black hair. "Xiaomei, do you think her hair looks good with her hair tied like this?"
"It looks good! But the hairpin is too plain..."
Zhao Changyuan, who had always been calm, felt that his curse words were a bit harsh, so he kindly reminded him: "Second brother, you can't generalize."
Yang Jinyi frowned: "Isn't it?"
Zhao Changyuan smiled and appeased his anger: "The last time Guo Chongxi rebelled, before I could get there, Eunuch Qin and a dozen young eunuchs fought to save him. In fact, eunuchs are just human beings like us. They are just
It’s just a physical disability.”
"You are the only one who has the most sense." Yang Jinyi waved his hand and decided not to grind his teeth with the white-faced man again.
At this moment, the messenger soldier outside the door came in: "Marshal Zhao!"
Zhao Changyuan stood up and asked him: "Has Eunuch Tong arrived?"
The soldier shook his head and handed over a letter: "Not yet, but here is a letter from your family."
Zhao Changyuan took the envelope and quickly opened it. Within a moment, he covered his face and became red from head to neck.
Even though Yang Jinyi is a big man, he is as eager to gossip as a lesbian. "What's wrong? Are you crying or laughing?" He leaned over curiously and peeked at the letter in the white-faced man's hand with his eyes closed.
After seeing the content clearly, they grinned and laughed together: "Oh, you can do it! You can kill two birds with one stone!"
Everyone in the room quickly understood what he meant, and came up to congratulate Marshal Zhao. Amidst the laughter, shouts outside the door sounded: "The imperial edict has arrived! Zhao Changyuan and others are waiting to receive the edict!"
That night, Cao Rui held a banquet in Cangzhou Mansion to entertain Tong Xian and the palace officials, and congratulated the knighted soldiers.
"Everyone is happy today. Mr. Tong is here again. Let's get drunk first! Let's have a drink first!" Although Cao Rui also studied, he is still a martial artist at heart. He grabbed the wine glass and started drinking.
Let's get to the main topic. Fortunately, most of the people sitting there are martial artists, and no one cares about the literati's vain diplomatic rhetoric. They all picked up their wine glasses, picked up the people who were eating, and started eating and drinking.
Although Zhao Changyuan is usually gentle and elegant, in fact, he is a standard foodie. He eats a huge amount and usually gets hungry easily. So when he went on a hunger strike after losing his love, you can imagine the pain and despair in his heart. Fortunately, Zhao Xiong had plenty of money.
, an ordinary family like Xun Zhao would really not be able to raise a son like him. At this point, the only one who can compete with him is the evil young man Pan Jingyuan. At this time, the soldiers beside him were holding wine glasses.
Bowls of wine and pots of wine were thrown into a fight. The two men, Zhao and Pan, sat quietly in their seats, sweeping away all the food and delicacies on the table in front of them like a whirlwind. These two people, if they include the pregnant Gong Yueyue
, participate in the Japanese Big Eater Team Competition and you will definitely win.
Zhao Changyuan was wiping his hands with satisfaction and planning to bring some glutinous rice balls back to his room for a late night snack. Cao Rui walked over to him with a red face and held a wine glass: "Zhao'er, without you, I won't be able to teach you this time."
Maybe you can come back alive. I dedicate this glass of wine to you as a teacher!"
How dare the young apprentice ignore the master's toast? Zhao Changyuan drank the wine obediently without saying a word. Only then did Cao Rui go back to harassing others with satisfaction.
Just as he put down the wine glass and was about to take a sip of the soup, Yang Jinzhong came over from nowhere and drank indiscriminately. He put his arms around his neck and shouted: "Chang Yuan, this glass of wine is my brother's thanks to you.
Please don’t refuse my life-saving grace!” The two of them tilted their necks and drank the whole drink in one gulp. Zhao Changyuan was about to sit down when he stopped him and added a full cup: “I’m going to apologize to you for this cup!”
My brother was confused and almost hurt your wife, please don't take it to heart!"
After all, they are blood brothers. They have a tacit understanding of killing enemies on the battlefield, and it is you who sings the song and then we come up at the wine table. As soon as Yang Jinzhong moved away, Yang Jinyi came over with a wicked smile and filled the drink for the pretty boy. "Then,
My eldest brother has said all he has to say, and I won’t say any more nonsense. We have experienced life and death together. From now on, your business is our family’s business. I respect you, brother, do it first!"
After a while, Li Mingchang also joined in the fun with a wine glass in his hand: "Marshal, I will give you a toast on behalf of our officers and soldiers!"
After a while, he said, "Without the marshal, there would be no He Yong today. Without the generous help of the marshal's wife, there would be no my son He Muyun. I, He Yong, may not be able to finish this kindness in my life. Here, I would like to express my respect to you first."
Three glasses of wine! From now on, I will leave my life to you!" After saying that, He Yong drank three glasses of wine in a row without any ambiguity. The young marshal held the wine glass and was about to cry without tears. "You brats, please let me know.
Can't I take a breath?" Although I thought so, I still had to drink when I had to drink. After three cups, my intestines were smoking...
Zhao Xiaobai's face was already red and his eyes were straight after being bombarded in turn. But the generals were not going to let him go.
Not long after, "Marshal Zhao, since you came to our Cangzhou, I can finally have a few peaceful sleeps. If you don't mind, I will drink this glass of wine first as a token of respect!" This guy is the Cangzhou City Guard.
Military general Wan Jueqi.
Not long after, "Marshal, I, Ge Xiaoqing, also want to toast you..."
"I, Zhao Liang..."
"I, Yang Tieniu..."
Xiao Juan originally wanted to offer him a toast, but seeing that he had changed beyond recognition, he had no choice but to retreat silently holding the wine glass.
The bad boy's drinking capacity has been honed through many years of nightclub experience. How can those infantry generals be his opponents? What's more, whether he is guessing or betting, he strives for excellence in everything. After knocking down a large number, he walked out of the devastation.
I dusted my sleeves, but my face was still full of spring breeze and my steps were graceful.
Seeing Zhao Changyuan lying motionless on the table, he shook his head and walked over and exclaimed: "These bastards really know how to add insult to injury and turn this big white goose into a wine-drained goose." As he said that, he helped the goose head up.
"Hey, wake up."
Zhao Changyuan turned around and looked at him: "Huh?"
He smiled and asked: "Can you do it?"
Zhao Changyuan slammed the table and shouted: "Okay!"
"Okay, just have another drink!" With that said, the evil young man Pan who "never" adds insult to injury poured another full cup for Zhao Changyuan.
"drink!"
There was at least one person present who really felt sorry for Zhao Changyuan. That person was Tong Xian, who had been sitting in the corner and had been silent for a long time. Tong Guiren's mood was up and down tonight, and he could not sit still.
Seeing his tiger-headed look while eating, Tong Gui's heart was filled with joy.
Seeing him generously drinking the wine offered by everyone, the young noble man and the old deer bumped into each other.
Seeing that he finally couldn't withstand everyone's bombardment and fell on the table, Tong Guiren clutched his intestines.
After finally catching him when no one was around, Tong Xian walked over hesitantly and sat down on the stool next to him: "Mr. Zhao, are you okay?"
He buried his head and uttered a muffled word from the gap in his arm: "Okay."
Tong Guiren poured him a cup of hot tea and pushed it close to his big hand on the table. "What are you drinking so much for? It's really harmful to your health." If it weren't for the fact that there were so many damn light bulbs around him, Tong Guiren would probably
I will definitely muster up the courage to grab his hand tonight and not let him go until I die...
He suddenly raised his head, with a simple and honest smile on his face, stared at the ground in front of him and said: "I am very happy today!" A double shot, a double kill, this kind of thing that gets twice the result with half the effort, who would be unhappy?