Chapter 1789 Not only you, sir, but all the princes are there howling
General Cheng took his specially customized and generous Cheng's Pipa from the boss's hand.
After playing a few chords in a fancy way, he proudly glanced at the audience who had fallen silent.
"You brothers must also know that our old Cheng family has been passing down poetry and calligraphy for more than ten generations. It is called music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Old Cheng and I have also dabbled in it."
"Haha, the old process has started again..." Li Ji rolled his eyes with disgust on his face. This guy will show off every chance he gets.
"It's okay, let him make a fuss. Anyway, it's fun to listen to. If he can really make this thing pop up, it's okay. If he plays it at the Mid-Autumn Festival, he'll be so embarrassed."
A group of friends chatted and laughed in low voices. Cheng Yaojin ignored the noise and kept talking to himself.
"Since I was a member of my family, Sanlang, I have heard my ancestors talk about the past when our ancestors could bring peace to the country through literature and rule the country through military force.
He is the best at controlling horses and playing the pipa to give orders to soldiers and horses (this is true, the ancient cavalry used the pipa as their command), and they are invincible in battles and invincible in all attacks..."
"My Sanlang got the advice from me and made such a good treasure. Now Cheng will open your eyes."
Yuchi, who had a bad temper, shouted unhappily with a black face.
"Okay, Lao Cheng, don't talk nonsense. Just talking won't start the show, so come down quickly and drink three drinks as a penalty."
Cheng Yaojin rolled his eyes, that's all. He didn't care about these half-drunk lunatics. He patted Cheng's Pipa in his arms and shouted.
"With me..."
But when General Cheng waved his hand, music suddenly burst out from his fingertips, and the first man and the second man of the Cheng family entered the state instantly.
One on the left and one on the right, standing next to their father with a pipa, their expressions were very serious and they cooperated with their father in playing the Cheng's pipa in their hands.
"Eh? What kind of music is this? It's very exciting to listen to." Brothers Xue Wanche and Xue Wanjun couldn't help but their eyes lit up.
Not far away, Qin Qiong, who had regained his former majestic appearance, his eyes lit up when he heard this, and he picked up his wine glass.
Even the young people who were originally laughing and joking all shut their mouths at this moment, listening to the exciting and heart-stirring music.
Even outside the hall, many members of the Cheng family gathered around, their blood boiling with excitement and their eyes gleaming.
And when General Cheng entered his posture, he opened his loud voice and instantly overwhelmed the entire audience...
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Early the next morning, Xue Wanche slowly opened his eyes and looked at the familiar roof, well...
It seems that I have returned home safely, and I don’t know how my brother is? But as usual, because he was dragged back home unconscious just like himself.
The old Cheng family did a very good job in the second half of the Cheng family banquet. It is absolutely impossible for you to lie in the gutter on the street and spend the whole night, or hug the big tree next to it and cry bitterly.
Anyway, no matter what state you are in after drinking, when you open your eyes, you will not be in the guest room of Lao Cheng's house.
He had already been carried back to his home, and slept as quietly as a chicken until early the next morning, with no headache or dazzling eyesight.
I can’t say that I feel refreshed, but at least I won’t have any other messy side effects. At most, I can’t smell the smell of alcohol for at least three days, and I feel enervated as soon as I smell it.
I took a deep breath and slowly sat up. Well...I don't know why, but my throat seemed a little spicy.
No, Lao Cheng's wine never has such side effects. Could it be that he had a sore throat from chewing Sichuan peppercorns yesterday?
Hearing the commotion in the house, the steward of the Xue Mansion hurriedly walked in, brought the toiletries, and asked his master to get up and wash up.
"When did I return home yesterday?" Xue Wanche, who had lost the second half of his memory, asked as he started to wash up.
"Sir, when you come back, it will be almost time.
"Um...where is my brother?"
"Gong Lu Guo was also carried out at that time and has been sent back to his residence."
The steward of the Xue Mansion had a very calm expression. When he heard the word "raise", Xue Wanche had no other reaction except his eyelids twitching twice.
Alas... Ever since I have been tainted by the old Cheng family, every time I attend a banquet at the Cheng family, I never have time to come out on my own.
As long as they heard that they were going to the Cheng family for a banquet, it goes without saying that all the stewards of the distinguished family would be very skilled in calling a carriage as soon as possible.
He jumped outside Lu Guogong's house and squatted down, and then they all bragging and spanking and talking nonsense.
When the Cheng family banquet inside is over and the door is opened, the fat and strong Cheng family will take the door panels and carry out the distinguished military ministers who are famous all over the world.
Put the people in the carriages of each house, and go back to their houses to find their mothers.
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"By the way, sir, there is a little man waiting for you on the bus in the Kingdom of Lu to remind you, please remember to wait until evening and go to the Duke of Lu's mansion to practice together."
Xue Wanche, who was slapping cold water on his face and feeling refreshed, snorted, then felt something was wrong.
"What did you say, drill?"
Seeing his master's bulging eyes, the steward smiled flatteringly and said in a low voice.
"Sir, last night you and all the other princes agreed to show off their singing voices to Duke Lu at this year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet."
"???" Xue Wanche immediately bulged his eyes. He showed off his singing voice. Am I the kind of crooked person who sings in front of people?
He shouted unhappily, "Who's so stupid?"
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Qin Qiong raised her hand to hold her forehead, looking dumbfounded at the butler Qin Dali in front of her who wanted to laugh but didn't dare.
"Did I sing?"
"Of course, it's not just you, sir, but all the princes and princes are there, howling, coughing...all singing, yes, singing along with Duke Lu."
Qin Qiong lay back on the couch with a black look on her face, wishing she could cover herself with a pillow, she was so embarrassed.
After thinking about it, he felt something was wrong and looked towards Qin Dali. "What happens after that?"
"After that, sir, you sang it several times. It seems that the British duke felt that it was too unhappy just to entertain himself in Duke Lu's mansion."
"I suggest that we all have a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet and use this talent to let those gentlemen, um...
Those gentlemen have seen how capable the elders are who swept through the literary circles of the Central Plains."
Qin Dali touched his face, which felt a little hot. He was actually ashamed of the master. It seemed that he still had a bottom line, but he was much stronger than the British man.
Qin Qiong's face was dark, and it took him a long time to take the initiative to add something. "So, we all agree with the British public opinion, right?"
"Yes, yes, but Duke Lu was worried that the princes would repent, so he asked His Highness King Wu to act as a mediator and issue a military order.
All...well, sir, you all have your fingerprints stamped, and you even took each family's dolls to stamp their fingerprints together, saying that if you go into battle, you must be a father and son soldier."
"!!!" Qin Qiong looked up at the ceiling with a black look on his face, and the father and son went into battle...
At this moment, Mr. Jia with a strange expression moved into the house, followed by a sneaky Qin Huaidao.