After Wen Pei had changed his clothes, he came back and continued practicing swordplay with Wang Wensheng.
The senior brother also took this opportunity to cook, and the old man still drank tea leisurely. In just one afternoon, the few of them got along like a family. Of course, little Vincent himself is the old man's family.
When Senior Brother's meal was ready, Lu Liang happened to come back from the spot and pulled a cart full of various materials and wooden boards.
Just as he was standing at the door of the courtyard, staring blankly at the sudden appearance of two strangers in the courtyard, one of whom was wearing a set of clothes that looked very familiar to him, Yan Bing noticed him and pulled him aside.
I asked about purchasing matters.
After hearing that within three days, the merchant would send people to bring the repaired fir wood piles by truck, Yan Bing began to introduce Lu Liang one by one, and also introduced his fifteenth senior brother to them.
The senior brother put all the food on the table and started to invite everyone to eat.
And Wen Pei, who took out the silver needle naturally and prepared to try the dishes one by one, was slapped on the head and scolded by little Vincent before he took the needle back angrily.
Then, the old man spoke again, and Wen Pei had to sit at the bottom of the banquet with trepidation.
After everyone sat down, the old man smiled kindly, looked down at the table, then raised his head, and continued to ask the elder brother kindly: "Where is the wine you hide in the kitchen? Bring a jar over?"
Hearing this, the senior brother was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, nodded, and went to the kitchen to get wine.
He kept mumbling, how can I hide something so that he can find it for me!?
Something is wrong!?
The old man turned a deaf ear and still greeted everyone with a kind face, saying: "Come, eat, don't worry about him, he will be back in a while."
Seeing that the old man had finished using his chopsticks, Wen Pei on the side felt that the time was ripe. He suddenly stood up and bowed his hands to the old man. Then without saying anything, he picked up the chopsticks and ate all the dishes on the table with lightning speed.
They all picked up a chopstick and stuffed it into their mouths one by one. Then they sat down, chewed slowly, and swallowed. After making sure that there was no problem, they bent down and made a gesture of invitation to Wang Wensheng.
After all, the old man grew up in the palace, and Yan Bing had met him in the teahouse before. The two of them naturally knew what this boy was doing, so they laughed and said nothing.
Xiao Wensheng, on the other hand, was blushing and laughing very awkwardly. He kept apologizing to Lu Liang and everyone who was stunned on the spot, and said to himself that he must repair Wen Pei's bad habits when he gets back.
After a while, the senior brother reluctantly came back with a wine jar in his arms. Wen Pei on the side immediately stepped forward sensibly, took the wine jar, and prepared to pour wine for everyone.
However, as soon as he opened the lid of the wine jar, the smile on his face instantly solidified. He sniffed again with a hesitant look on his face, widened his eyes, and looked at the four people on the table.
The four people at the table seemed to have expected such a reaction from him, and they still just smiled.
The old man said with a smile: "Here, pour the wine, pour yourself a glass, taste it, how is the wine, and see if it is qualified to enter your adoptive father's Shangri-La." After the old man finished speaking, he picked up another dish with chopsticks.
, put it in his mouth, and ate it very proudly.
Xiao Wensheng on the side is still young and has never drunk wine, so naturally he cannot smell the doorway inside. To him, the taste of this wine is just stronger, that's all.
Wen Pei nodded quickly, agreed, and began to pour the wine one by one. At the end, he poured a bowl for himself. Watching the pure water-like wine flip and fall in the bowl, Wen Pei couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
When the wine was poured, the old man raised the bowl first, and everyone quickly stood up and raised the wine and tea in their own bowls.
The old man looked at the people, pondered for a moment and said: "You are all my family, so I won't go into details. I am happy today! Come! Drink!"
Then he lowered his head, took a deep sip, and put the bowl down.
And the senior brother, like the master, had tasted the power of this wine and put it down after taking a deep sip.
Looking at Wen Pei again, he was moved when he saw his ancestor holding up the bowl and calling himself a family member. He drank the whole bowl of wine in one breath and then coughed on the ground due to the strong smell of wine.
After a long while, he regained his composure and said with a blushing face: "This wine is really strong."
The old man smiled and said: "Is it enjoyable? But little Peizi, you can't drink like this. This wine is easy to get intoxicating. Come and eat the food, and then fill it up for yourself after eating."
Wen Pei nodded in agreement, took a few bites of the food, and refilled the wine bowl.
Afterwards, several people began to take turns toasting to Wen Pei. As far as Wen Pei was concerned, the people at the wine table were all of high status and they did not dare to neglect, and they drank bowl after bowl.
After just one drink, Wen Pei's eyes began to blur and his body became unstable.
He took a strong breath and kept the last bit of sobriety and said: "I don't have a good drinking capacity. I really can't forgive my ancestors and I can't forgive you all. I feel that it's already a bit too much. I don't dare to drink anymore."
,Little man, I have to, burp!, I have to escort His Highness back to the palace for a while..."
The eldest brother was also a little drunk. When he heard this, he raised the bowl and said proudly: "Little brothers, don't worry about this. I'm here to protect you when you go back! No matter how you say it, I'm secretly strong."
In the middle period, I don’t believe it. With me protecting you, any thief would dare to hurt His Highness the Fourth. Come on! Do it! Brother, I will do it with you!"
Wen Pei, who was still slightly awake at first, was also moved when he heard that Feng Chen was referring to his elder brother and his brother. His eyes were slightly red and he said: "Then I will all rely on my elder brother! Do it!"
After eating another bowl and putting the bowl down again, Wen Pei was already in a state of being out of his mind and disowning all his relatives.
He started lying on the table, burping and crying, and told how poor his family was when he was a child. In order to support his other younger brothers and sisters, his parents sent him to a cleansing room.
When he first entered the palace, no one treated him as a human being, and everyone bullied him. Even a group of young servants who entered the palace with him looked down upon his poverty and bullied him.
Later, when he had a foster father, he felt the warmth in the palace where he had no relatives. He taught him how to read, teach him martial arts, taught him the rules of the palace, and even used connections to send him to His Highness the Fourth Prince.
He has finally made his mark.
As for the Fourth Highness, he is a kind man and has no pretensions at all. He is so kind to his subordinates, especially to him. Even if he is shattered to pieces, it will be difficult for him to repay his kindness to his adoptive father and the Fourth Highness...
The more he talked, the more he became sad, and the more sad he became, the more he cried, and finally it turned into bursting into tears.
The senior brother on the side also drank a little too much. No matter how Yan Bing and Lu Liang tried to dissuade him, he just drank himself bowl after bowl and sat there chattering. As an orphan, compared with Wen Pei, he
He was so lucky to meet his mentor, raise him, teach him martial arts, teach him literature and etiquette, and have so many younger brothers and sisters who grew up with him, giving him such a warm home.
Having said this, the senior brother suddenly stood up, threw the bowl on the ground, became furious, and stared with splitting eyes!! He roared loudly: "That damn Liu Yaoxin!!! Don't let me fall into my hands one day!!
I won’t eat your flesh, I will peel off your skin!!! It’s hard to get rid of the hatred in my heart!!! There is also the Roman Sect!!! Every one of you counts!!! No one can survive!! I will kill you all!
Two cleans!! Leave no one behind!!!
After he finished cursing, he directly picked up the wine jar and poured it into his stomach.
Yan Bing was about to step forward to stop him, but the fifteenth senior brother on the side took a step forward and snatched the wine jar from the senior brother's hand.
Yan Bing breathed a sigh of relief and said in his heart: Well done!!
Then when he looked up again, he saw Lu Liang holding the wine jar and started drinking too. He was stunned at that time.
I would like to ask, among those words that senior brother just said, which ones are not what Lu Liang has been holding in his heart!? Which ones are not what Lu Liang is thinking in his heart!??
Lu Liang was so stimulated by these words that his eyeballs were bloodshot at the moment, like a Rakshasa! He raised the jar of wine and drank it as hard as he could. After drinking it, he roared to the sky to vent his anger. The senior brother grabbed the jar of wine again and drank.
He took a big sip and handed it to Lu Liang. Lu Liang took a big sip and handed it back to his senior brother.
Yan Bing watched all this and knew that he was powerless. At this moment, he could only count on the old man to calm the situation.
As a result, when he turned around, the old man was drinking and crying...
Yan Bing and Wang Wensheng looked at each other with the same confusion in their eyes.
