Today is Nangong Mu’s birthday banquet. Everyone made a request. Although Nangong Mu was thick-skinned, he couldn’t deny it. Seeing the disappointment on everyone’s faces, Nangong Mu hesitated for a moment and then smiled again, “I’m old man.
Look, how about this, after today’s birthday party, I invite you to taste this wine together?”
"Hmm? So generous?"
When Deng Jiugong and others heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up. They thought this matter was hopeless, but they didn't expect that Nangongmu would suddenly let go. While they were surprised, Deng Jiugong and others were also a little confused. This was not in line with Nangongmu's usual behavior.
style?
But before they could ask further questions, Nangong Mu said a few polite words and left directly with Chen Dasheng, holding the half bottle of wine in his hand, like a thief who had just stolen a mobile phone on the bus.
Chen Xiaoli, who was sitting with the younger generation of the Nangong family in the distance, felt uneasy when he saw Chen Dasheng being taken away by Nangong Mu, so he also apologized, left the table and followed him.
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"snort!"
Entering the inner hall, there was no noise outside. Nangong Mu put the wine bottle in his hand on the small table, snorted heavily, and sat on a chair next to the table angrily, staring at Chen Dasheng with both eyes.
, an old face turned red.
Chen Dasheng laughed dryly and said, "Uncle, they just want to have a drink, don't get angry with them!"
"Angry with them? Can't you see? I'm angry with you!" Nangong Mu was almost angry with Chen Dasheng.
"Why are you angry with me, uncle? I don't seem to have offended you, right?" Chen Dasheng said pretending to be confused.
Nangong Mu's beard trembled. He was too lazy to talk to this boy and pointed directly at the wine bottle on the table, "Tell me, where did you get this wine?"
"Where did it come from? I told you, I brewed it myself!" Chen Dasheng said directly.
"Nonsense!" Nangong Mu's voice suddenly rose a decibel. "Are you kidding me? Since you call me uncle, then I dare to beat you. To be honest, where did you get this wine?"
The medicinal power in that wine could even benefit him, an innate martial artist. How could Chen Dasheng brew such a wine? Nangong Mu was not a fool, so how could he believe Chen Dasheng's cover-up.
Chen Dasheng hesitated for a moment. He stepped forward and stroked Nangong Mu's fat belly and said with a smile, "Uncle, calm down. I did make this wine, but I just added something to it!"
"Well?"
Nangong Mu glared at Chen Dasheng. Of course he knew that something was added to the wine, otherwise how could it have such effect? But the key was what was added to the wine. He wanted Chen Dasheng to give him an answer.
"You brat. What else do you have to hide in front of your uncle!" At this time, a voice came from outside. Chen Xiaoli walked in casually, with a smile on his face. Apparently, she had heard what Chen Dasheng and Nangong Mu said just now.
arrive.
As soon as he came in, Chen Xiaoli scolded Chen Dasheng, and then said apologetically to Nangong Mu, "Uncle, don't be offended. Dasheng didn't hide it on purpose. This wine was indeed brewed by Dasheng. This boy is lucky. The former
I got a few Zhurong fruits a few days ago, and because I was afraid that the medicinal effect would be lost, I turned them into wine and brought them to you."
"Zhu Rongguo?"
When Nangong Mu heard the words, he stood up suddenly. That thing was a legendary spiritual fruit that only grew in harsh environments with extremely abundant fire energy. He had only heard about it in his life and had never seen it with his own eyes.
The Nanmingli Fire Technique practiced by the Nangong family requires a lot of fire energy. Compared with other spiritual fruits, the Zhurong fruit is completely tailor-made for their Nangong family.
'You're so out of your mind when you say three words.
"It turns out to be Zhu Rongguo, no wonder, no wonder!" After being surprised, Nangong Mu kept mumbling to himself, his eyes wandering on the wine bottle, and then he looked at Chen Dasheng speechlessly, "Look at the good things you did, you almost hurt me.
It’s such a waste of natural resources to put such a fine wine in such a bottle, you kid can think of it without fear of being struck by lightning!”
Chen Dasheng laughed dryly and said, "Uncle, you don't know that this wine is in a hurry, and the work on the Golden Body of the Living Buddha was delayed again, so I just found a random package. Besides, doesn't this look low-key, so as not to attract attention?"
"Then do you think you're keeping a low profile now? Those guys outside are spoiling the goods because of their disrespect, but they are all coveting my wine!" Nangong Mu was very angry at Chen Dasheng.
Chen Dasheng shrugged, "You can't blame me. Who knew that Fat Pig King would suddenly run out, but you are still so generous. I reminded you so many times, but you didn't listen!"
"Fat Pig King?" Nangong Mu was stunned, who is the Fat Pig King?
"Uh, it's that Wang Chufei!" Chen Dasheng came to his senses, and with this smooth remark, he used someone else's nickname again.
Nangong Mu's face twitched slightly, and he raised his eyebrows towards Chen Dasheng, "Why, do you have a conflict?"
"You have such a sharp eye that you can see this? And Brother Zhuang, it seems that I don't like me either!" Chen Dasheng shrugged and filed a complaint.
Nangong Mu looked at Chen Dasheng strangely and softened his tone, "Son, you just came to the capital yesterday, why did you mess with these two!"
"Bang!" Chen Dasheng laughed, "I don't have the time to provoke them. Isn't it all your fault?"
"Me?" Nangong Mu's eyes widened again, how could this kid catch and bite whom?
Chen Dasheng nodded and said, "Yes, if you don't marry Zixuan to me, what will happen to you? If you don't blame me, who will blame you?"
"Da Sheng, don't be presumptuous!" Hearing this, Chen Xiaoli couldn't help scolding Chen Dasheng.
In the entire country of China, there are very few people who dare to talk to Nangong Mu in this tone. Those who dare to speak out about Nangong Mu's faults can probably be counted on one hand. Chen Xiaoli was afraid that Chen Dasheng would make Nangong Mu unhappy.
Nangong Mu, however, didn't care at all about Chen Dasheng's tone. He just waved his hand and fell silent, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing Nangong Mu's thoughtful look, Chen Dasheng felt a little uneasy. He just said it casually, wouldn't this old man be really angry?
"Alas!" Nangong Mu sighed and said to Chen Dasheng, "Boy, my uncle failed to think about this matter. Although our four aristocratic families are secretly fighting, they can be regarded as like-minded. Chu Fei and Shaoxian
We are all children of aristocratic families, so it is inevitable that we are a bit squeamish. If you encounter any conflicts in the future, you will have to endure them. You must take a step back to see the world. I will warn them when I come down!"
As soon as Chen Dasheng's words came out, Nangong Mu knew that the root cause of this matter was just for his granddaughter Nangong Zixuan. Thinking that he and Chen Yunhe had given up their brotherhood for a woman, Nangong Mu felt a little emotional at this time.
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Chen Dasheng shook his head and said, "Forget it, uncle, you'd better stop interfering in our affairs. If you warn them, they might even resent me even more!"
Nangong Mu paused and said, "Okay, you young people, you can handle it by yourselves. I'm too lazy to bother. The only thing is, don't hurt your friendship. Otherwise, I won't help my uncle, but I won't help you."
"I won't offend anyone unless they offend me!" Chen Dasheng smiled and said something straightforward.
Nangong Mu waved his hand, "Okay, you all go out to eat, uncle, I want to be quiet for a while!"
"yes!"
Chen Dasheng also saw that Nangong Mu seemed to have something on his mind, so he responded and walked out amidst Chen Xiaoli's low-pitched scolding.
"Wu Ming!"
After the Chen brothers and sisters left, Nangong Mu sat in a chair and was silent for a while, then suddenly shouted outside.
"master!"
After a while, an old man walked in and stood respectfully in front of Nangong Mu. It was Wu Ming who had followed Nangong Mu for many years.
"Go find me two bottles of good wine!" Nangong Mu said directly.
"Yes!" Although Wu Ming was a little confused, he didn't ask any more questions and retreated directly.
After a while, Wu Ming came in with two bottles of wine. Nangong Mu waved him away, opened the two bottles, and blew on the bottle.
"Oh, what a pity for such fine wine, Zhu Rongguo!" Nangong Mu opened the lid of the wine given by Chen Dasheng and shook his head, carefully pouring the wine in the bottle into one of the two bottles at the back. (To be completed.
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