In the past, in this huge courtyard, apart from Song Sanniang, there lived only a few guards, Wang Li, Zhou Zeng and Zhao Cheng's family, and Zou Ruohai's family. Later, as Zou Ruohai was sent to the Western Regions, Zou Ruohai's family
They all moved out of this courtyard and embarked on a journey of thousands of miles to find their relatives. The courtyard suddenly became much empty again.
Now, more than 30 people from Feixiamen have come in all at once, and this courtyard has become completely popular, no longer silent like a ghost house.
Feng Chen led Cai Yi to Yan Bing's room. They sat down and chatted for a few words before Feng Chen was called to the kitchen to take charge of the ladle. The dinner was also moved from the backyard to the newly built hall.
Although there were no lanterns and festoons, candles and oil lamps were lit one after another. Three large round tables were moved to one place by the disciples, and the fine wines in the cellar were also carried into the hall.
Everyone was chatting and laughing, busy going back and forth, slaughtering chickens and sheep, choosing vegetables and washing rice. They didn't pay attention to a "strange" figure walking back and forth among the crowd, looking at the sumptuous dishes for a while, nodding frequently, and looking at the dishes.
He piled up the fine wine and frowned secretly, looking like he was reluctant to part with it but also embarrassed to say it. Finally, he sighed, rolled up his sleeves and sat at the head seat at the main table.
At this time, Yan Bing also led the three ladies and Sister Caiyi into the main hall. While they were chatting and laughing, they all caught a glimpse of the young man in red sitting on the main seat. They gradually stopped smiling and stopped.
Playing, eyes widened, watching carefully...
It was Yan Bing who woke up first, pointed at the young man and shouted loudly: "Who are you! How can you sit in the position of tutor!"
The words stirred up a thousand waves, and the senior brothers and sisters who were busy going back and forth all looked at the young man on the main seat. In an instant, the atmosphere in the hall cooled down, and they all looked cold and frowned, looking angry.
Unhaired look.
The young man indeed looked completely unaware. He turned his head and looked around, and finally looked at Yan Bing, pointed at his nose and asked, "Are you talking about me??"
"Didn't you say who else could you be!?? Pay it back to me!?? You're pretending to be the same! Get out now! Explain clearly who you are and how you dare to enter the Duke's Mansion! If you can't explain clearly, don't blame me for waiting.
You see the official!" Yan Bing pointed at the other person and shouted loudly, then tilted his head and whispered to Lingyue beside him: "Call the guards at the door, I want to ask which fool with no eyesight let him go.
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Faced with Yan Bing's curses and threats, the young man in red not only did not panic, but burst out laughing. He pressed his hands on the table and said loudly to the people who looked puzzled: "This is the seat of honor for me, good boy."
Son, if you don't recognize me now, I don't blame you. After all, now I am..."
"What a bastard for a teacher——!!!" Several senior brothers couldn't bear it any longer. An inexplicable young man, who looked about the same age as themselves, spoke like an old man and spoke like a teacher, and then let him do this.
If you keep talking nonsense like this, will Feixia Clan still be shameless?
I saw several people pulling out their swords from their waists, looking like they wanted to cut this person into pieces with a thousand knives. At this moment, the first uncle and the second uncle came in laughing and saw the scene in front of them.
, but was immediately stunned...
"Uncle, Second Uncle, you are here just in time! Not only did this man occupy the leader's seat, he also uttered arrogant words to humiliate Feixia..."
"Third Junior Brother!??"
"Master! Why are you acting like this??"
As the two elders exclaimed, Senior Brother Zi Nian, who had just pointed his sword at the boy in red and cursed angrily, was stunned instantly, and the sword in his hand could not stop shaking...
"Master, master!??"
Everyone exclaimed, and several disciples who had drawn their swords quickly retracted their swords and put them back into their sheaths. Senior Brother Zi Nian, who had been taking the lead, knelt down and shouted loudly: "Disciple is disrespectful to the master! Disciple.
I know I was wrong!"
On the contrary, Yan Bing curled her lips, not too panicked, because when the other party said the word "to be a teacher", she remembered the Fifth Master Uncle's "Zhu Yan Kung Fu", but she was not convinced yet.
"The leader is the most petty person. Senior Brother Zi Nian will definitely be in trouble..."
"After all, it's just a misunderstanding. It shouldn't be..."
"If you don't believe me, let's make a bet for two cents!"
"Just bet!"
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"Hahahaha... It's just a misunderstanding. How can I care about it? Zi Nian, get up. You guys should continue your work. Clean up early and start the banquet early. I'm a little hungry too." Wang Linfeng waved his sleeves.
, as if it didn't matter, he turned to the senior uncle and second junior uncle and said: "Two senior brothers, please take your seats quickly, junior brother will give you a good thing..."
The old man was like this. As long as the things he got were free, he would be extra generous. He directly took out the "Zhu Yan Kung Fu" that Yu Mohan gave him and placed it in front of the two of them. He said in a low voice: "If the two senior brothers don't give up, you can also
But together..."
"No need, no need. My great-grandson is already over 20 years old. Why are you repairing it? It's not like you, junior brother, who just enjoyed the blessings of others..." The second uncle refused and mocked the king with a bad smile.
Lin Feng said something and then slowly took a seat.
But the great uncle stared at the scroll, smiling without saying a word, seemingly a little tempted...
"Master, you are so generous. My little sister gave you my front foot, and you have to transfer it to your two senior brothers. After all these years, you are the only one who has not fallen behind in your ability to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha..."
Yu Mohan sat down calmly and rolled his eyes at Wang Linfeng. The senior uncle, who was already feeling guilty, quickly withdrew his eyes and looked straight ahead, for fear that his junior brother and junior sister would see the clues and make him a laughing stock.
"Well, I can still see this portrait now. It's not like before, it almost shrunk into a 'dried green plum'." Yu Mohan nodded and raised his hand to take back the scroll, while the face of the great uncle
on, and then a flash of heartache flashed through...
"Why are you still in a daze, sister? Come and sit down quickly," Yu Mohan put away the scroll and looked at Song Sanniang beside him with a smile. Just now, after Yu Mohan walked out of the old man's room, he found Song Sanniang's room.
The two of them sat and chatted a lot, and they were very happy. They came together at this time, and they had to sit together.
"Oh, okay," Song Sanniang woke up at this time and sat down, but her eyes couldn't help but glance at Wang Linfeng's side face. Not only could she cover her mouth and snicker, but there was also a hint of trace on her face.
Blushing, she quickly leaned into Yu Mohan's ear and whispered: "Now my sister finally knows why she secretly promised her husband a long time ago..."
Song Sanniang's talk made Yu Mohan blush a little, but it only passed by for a moment, and was quickly hidden by Yu Mohan. After gently nodding, he smiled and said nothing.
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the next day,
Yuwen frowned and looked at Zi Nian who was cleaning the toilet, then silently took out two pennies from his pocket and handed it to Senior Brother Cheng Yu who was grinning evilly at the side...
