Today's Dingguo Duke's Mansion is rare and lively.
In the past, in this huge courtyard, except for Song Sanniang, there were only a few guards living there, including Wang Li, Zhou Zeng, Zhao Cheng and Zou Ruohai's family. Later, as Zou Ruohai was sent to the Western Regions, Zou Ruohai's family also moved out of the yard and embarked on a thousand miles to find relatives. The yard became much empty in an instant.
Now, more than 30 people from Feixiamen rushed in, and the yard became completely popular. It was no longer like a ghost house, silent.
Feng Chen took Caiyi to Yan Bing's room. After a few people sat down, Feng Chen was called to the kitchen to take the big spoon. The dinner was also converted from the backyard to the newly built hall. Although there was no light decoration, the candlelight and oil lamp were lit one by one. The three huge round tables were moved to the same place by the sons, and the fine wines in the cellar were also carried to the hall.
Everyone was chatting and laughing happily, busy, slaughtering chickens and sheep, choosing vegetables and washing rice, but they didn't pay any attention to a "strange" figure. They walked back and forth between the crowd, looking at the rich dishes, nodding frequently, and looking at the piles of fine wine, frowned secretly, as if they were reluctant to let go and embarrassed to speak. Finally, they sighed, then shook their sleeves and sat on the main seat of the table.
At this time, Yan Bing also led the three ladies and Sister Caiyi into the main hall. The few people laughed and saw the boy in red sitting on the main seat. The few people gradually put away their smiles, stopped playing, stared at them, and looked carefully...
Yan Bing woke up first, pointed at the boy and shouted loudly: "Who are you! How can you sit in the position of the master!"
The words stirred up a thousand waves. The senior sisters looked at the young man above the main seat. In an instant, the atmosphere in the hall became cold, and they all looked cold and looked as if they were still angry.
The boy did look unaware of it. 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 can you be???? I'm still so good! I pretend to be quite like you! Get out of here! Explain who you are and how dare you enter the Duke's Mansion! If you can't explain clearly, don't blame me for taking you to the official!" Yan Bing pointed at the other party and scolded loudly, then turned his head and said softly to Ling Yue beside him: "Call those guards at the door. I want to ask which foolish guy who was not very eyed put him in!" www.81zw.????m
Faced with Yan Bing's angrily scolding and threats, the boy in red not only did not panic, but laughed, pressed his hand on the table, and said aloud to everyone who was puzzled: "This master is what I am sitting on. You can't recognize your master now, and you don't blame me for being a master, after all, you are now..."
"What a big deal to be a teacher-!!!" Several senior brothers could no longer bear it. A young man who seemed to be about the same age as him. He also spoke one by one, and was a teacher at the same time. If he kept talking nonsense like this, would Feixia Sect still have shame?
I saw several people pulling out their long swords from their waists, as if they were eager to cut this person into pieces. At this moment, the master and the second uncle walked in with a joke. Seeing the scene in front of them, they were stunned...
"Master, Second Master, you are here just in time! This person not only occupied the seat of the head, but also spoke wildly about humiliation of Feixia..."
"Third junior brother!??"
"Master! Why do you look like this?"
As the two elders exclaimed, Senior Brother Zi Nian, who had just pointed the sword at the boy in red, was stunned in an instant, and the sword in his hand was trembling...
"Prince, Master!??"
Everyone blurted out, and several disciples who drew out the sword quickly took back the sword edge and put them into the scabbard. Senior Brother Zi Nian, who had been taking the lead, even knelt down and shouted loudly: "Disciple is disrespectful to the head! The disciple knows that he is wrong!"
Yan Bing curled her lips instead, not panic too much, because when she hit the other party and said the word "become a teacher", she remembered the "Stay of the Fifth Master" by Uncle Fifth Master, but she was not convinced yet.
"The head of the sect is the most cautious, Senior Brother Zinian will definitely be in trouble..."
"After all, it's just a misunderstanding, probably won't..."
"If you don't believe it, we'll bet for two cents!"
"Go ahead!"
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"Hahahaha... It's just a misunderstanding. How can I care? Zinian, get up, you can keep busy as well. Get ready and start a banquet early. I'm a little hungry." Wang Linfeng waved his sleeves, as if he was indifferent. He turned his head and said to the master and second uncle: "Two senior brothers, take your seat quickly, I'll give you a good thing..."
This is the case with the old man. As long as the things were in vain, he seemed particularly generous. He took out the "Stay of the Continuing the Yan" that Yu Mohan gave him and put it in front of the two of them, and whispered: "If the two senior brothers do not abandon them, they can also..."
"No, no, I'm more than twenty years old for my great-grandson, and I'm still practicing it. It's not like you, Junior Brother, you just got the blessing of all people..." The second uncle refused, and sneered and mocked Wang Linfeng with a wicked smile, then slowly sat down.
But the master stared at the book, smiling without saying a word, as if he was a little moved...
"The head of the sect is so generous. I give it to you by my sister, so you will pass it to two senior brothers. After so many years, you have not left the ability to borrow flowers to offer Buddha..."
Yu Mohan sat down slowly and gave Wang Linfeng a blank look. The guilty master quickly withdrew his eyes and looked straight ahead, for fear that his junior brother and sister would see the clues, which would make him laugh.
"Well, this look is still visible now. It's not like before, it's almost shrunk into a 'green plum'." Yu Mohan nodded and raised his hand to take back the book. A hint of heartache flashed across the master's face...
"What's the other person going on in a daze? Come and sit down quickly," Yu Mohan put away the book and looked at Song Sanniang beside him with a smile. After Yu Mohan came out of the old man's room, he found Song Sanniang's room. The two of them sat down and talked happily. 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 keep peeking at Wang Linfeng's side face. Not only could she not help but cover her mouth and laugh, but she also showed a hint of blush on her face. She hurriedly leaned into Yu Mohan's ear and said softly: "Now my sister finally knows why she secretly agreed to her husband early..."
Song Sanniang's words made Yu Mohan burst into a tide of redness, but it just flashed by, and soon it was hidden by Yu Mohan again, nodding slightly, and laughing without saying a word.
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the next day,
Yuwen frowned and looked at Zi Nian who was cleaning the toilet. He silently took out two cents from his arms and handed them to Senior Brother Cheng Yu who was giggling with a wicked smile...