"Why are you laughing?" Cheng Zhuzhu asked, looking at the slightly nervous military commander who was smiling.
"It's nothing, nothing. I just want to laugh when I see those people acting pretentious."
The old man on the stage downstairs lowered his hands to calm down some stunned young men. After his voice became quieter, he slowly said: "According to my evaluation from friends in the world, regardless of his character, his strength is outstanding.
He can be regarded as the strongest among the five newcomers. Even if he competes with the five veterans, no more than two of them can beat him."
There was another uproar. Those who could make such a sound were all laymen, and they were all amazed based on their own unrealistic speculations.
"He is known as the executioner with two swords, Chen Mo."
"Hahahaha, it can't be done, it can't be done." Wu Kou was already laughing so hard that he almost fell down on the table.
Not only was Cheng Zhuzhu looking at him, but the people at other tables around him were also looking at him. Even Wukou's "nervousness" didn't let them look at a woman with an attractive figure walking towards Wukou's table.
"Chen Mo? Why does this name sound so familiar?" Cheng Zhuzhu gently clasped her chin with her fingers, wondering.
"Sure enough, noble people tend to forget things." Wu Kou said slowly, and then looked at Chen Mo. "Chen Mo, look, you have been forgotten in the blink of an eye."
As soon as Wu Kou said this, everyone around the table fell silent and looked at Chen Mo, who was still drinking wine with a calm face.
Cheng Zhuzhu suddenly realized at this moment that no wonder the name was so familiar. She had heard it just now.
"you...."
"No, it's just the same name." Chen Mo said before she could finish her words.
The same name? Such a coincidence? Cheng Zhuzhu was confused again. Although it was not unusual to have the same name, but...
She recalled what Wu Kou said before. This man was very fierce...could it really be just a coincidence? No, when he heard the old gentleman say this paragraph just now, he stopped listening, which meant that he knew this paragraph.
The thing, or the person involved...
"The same name, indeed the same name. Come, let's drink to the same name." Wu Kou raised his wine bowl and looked at Chen Mo with a look of gloating on his face.
"There is a girl looking for you." Chen Mo did not clink glasses with him. He raised the bowl and looked to the other side. A graceful woman was holding a wine bottle and stopped three or four steps away to look at Chen Mo and their table.
He looked like he wanted to advance but was resting.
When she came over, Chen Mo had already noticed that she was coming to their place. As for who she was looking for, it was not him anyway.
"Huh?" Wu Kou was stunned for a moment, then turned around and followed his gaze. He did see a beautiful and charming woman looking at them, but he didn't recognize it either, but this person was indeed beautiful, otherwise everyone around him would be
He won't look at her like a pervert.
"Oh, you are pretty lucky, Wukou." Cheng Zhuzhu put aside the previous question, patted Wukou on the shoulder with a smirk, and said, "You are quite popular with women."
"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't even know her."
"You don't know her, she just knows you." Cheng Zhuzhu said and looked at the woman and said: "If you are here to find him, then come and sit down. Don't just stand there stupidly, Miss Jiu'er.
"
The woman looked at the three people, hid her timidity, smiled charmingly, and walked towards them.
"Wow, it's Miss Jiu'er. I didn't even notice it before."
"Really, really, are you here to find me?"
"You've only had a few drinks and you're so drunk?"
"That's Miss Jiu'er, the most beautiful woman in Tang Dynasty and the most beautiful girl in Changjing? I finally saw her true appearance today. The trip was worth it."
Wu Kou didn't pay attention to the whispers around him, but still muttered: "You're not really here to find us, are you?"
With that said, the girl from Jiu'er came to Wu Kou and said in a gentle and light voice: "General Wu, can Jiu'er treat General Wu to a drink?"
Jiu'er was now in front of them, holding a jade wine flask in both hands, her posture was moving, and the three of them could still smell the fragrance emanating from her body.
Refuse? If you are a man, you will not refuse, and military bandits are not immune to this.
"The beautiful lady invites you to drink." Wu Kou said, pointing to the seat where Cheng Zhuzhu was before. "Miss Jiu'er, please take a seat."
Jiu'er rolled up her dress, sat down on the stool, and put the two cups on the table, one in front of the warrior and the other in front of herself. She held the jade wine pot and tilted it slightly.
A stream of light yellow water flows out from the spout, like a yellow dragon entering a deep well.
The quilt was very small, and it was filled with just one click.
With a soft "tap" sound, the wine bottle fell on the table, and moving fingers gently picked up the wine glass, looked at the warriors, and said: "Jiu'er came here because of his fame. I also ask the general to forgive Jiu'er's reckless behavior."
"Where, please, Miss Jiu'er."
The two raised their cups and touched them gently.ωωw.
"Hmm, good wine." Wu Kou drank it in one gulp and said with a slur.
"Of course, this wine is not sold in restaurants. No matter how many people want to have a drink, they can't. Are you, Miss Jiu'er?" Cheng Zhuzhu said next to Wu Kou.
Jiu'er smiled slightly, looking very touching.
"That's really lucky." Wukou sighed, then looked at Chen Mo and said, "Would you like to try it? Although this wine is not strong, it is really delicious."
Chen Mo held up the wine in his eyes and said, "No, I have wine here."
Chen Mo looked at the warriors who were hugging each other, took the jar of wine that belonged to their table to his side, filled himself up with wine, and then looked at the stage downstairs again.
The old man on the stage continued to say that their affairs here did not cause any disturbance at all.
Jiu'er took a deep look at Chen Mo, and then filled Wukou's glass with wine. Although he only said it was one glass, it couldn't possibly be just one glass.
As for what they were talking about, Chen Mo was not interested. However, Cheng Zhuzhu lost interest in listening to books after the woman named Jiu'er arrived. Instead, she stayed close to Wu Kou, regardless of how bright her forehead was.
, just to add something to the conversation between them.
After talking about the younger generation, they talked about the real masters of the world, so everyone soon forgot about what happened before and continued to listen to the wonderful content of the old man.
After what happened before, Chen Mo didn't really believe what the old man said. Maybe he didn't do it on purpose. It was just that the news he received was a bit... um~ wrong, but it can't be said that what he said was all nonsense.
Eight ways.
It was getting very late, but the number of guests in the restaurant did not decrease much. The old man was tired of talking, and the guests drank too much.
Wukou and the three of them seemed to be chatting happily.
"Why don't you continue chatting while I go back first?" Chen Mo had no more programs to listen to, and he didn't want to listen to the words of the two women next to the warriors who seemed to regret meeting each other late, but in fact were hidden in the truth.
"Wait for me, it's time for me to leave." Wukou said hurriedly: "It's getting late, and I have to prepare a lot of things tomorrow."
Wukou stood up, bowed to the two girls, and said, "Miss Cheng Er, I will go back first. You and Miss Jiuer are chatting so happily, so you can continue, and the food and drink are mine."
"Miss Jiu'er, thank you for the wine, it's a great aftertaste."
"Thanks for the compliment, Jiu'er will personally deliver some to the general's house tomorrow." Jiu'er stood up and gave Wukou a blessing. He had no intention of trying to keep him. Even if he studied it himself, he would not keep him.
It's better to go with the flow and give others a good image.
"That's not necessary. Miss Jiu'er's wine tastes better here. Drinking depends on the right time, place, and people, just like fighting." Wukou declined politely, and then said goodbye to the two women and hugged each other.
He held Chen Mo's shoulder and walked towards the stairs, muttering: "Why is this staircase still shaking?"
Jiuer smiled and bowed slightly towards the two people's backs, and heard Cheng Zhuzhu's voice behind her: "You have no chance."
"How will you know if you don't try." Jiu'er turned to look at Cheng Zhuzhu's malicious eyes, not afraid of humility at all because of the disparity in status between the two.
"He and I have known each other since childhood." Cheng Zhuzhu said, staring into her eyes.
"I look beautiful." Jiuer said calmly. This is not narcissism, but self-confidence.
"I am Miss Cheng."
"I'm beautiful."
"I...."
Cheng Zhuzhu was about to argue, but she was choked by Jiu'er's four words.
"I'm beautiful."
Jiuer gave the same reason three times. She knew that this was the only advantage between her and her, but the advantage was fatal to most men. Otherwise, as the old saying goes, some emperors do not love their country but their beauty.
Jiu'er also believed that she was not yet up to that level, and besides, the emperor's wife and concubine were not that easy to be. She didn't think that she could bewitch the emperor just by her beautiful appearance. There must be other foils.
She didn't want to be an emperor, but this young and promising general was the most suitable for her, and he was much better than those young masters and princes who could only speak fancy poems.
I am a vase, but not a vase for decoration.
This simple reason made Cheng Zhuzhu furious. She patted the table with a "hum", got up and left to take a picture of her brother, so as not to look at this face that was indeed prettier than hers.
"Ms. Cheng, go slowly." After Jiu'er saw off Cheng Zhuzhu, he stood alone by the railing on the second floor, looking down at the performers who were still playing on the stage downstairs, and watching the Wu Kou and Wu Kou's backs as they walked out of the restaurant.
"Is it really just the same name?"
"Is it better to correct evil and return to right or to abandon good and become evil?"
Jiu'er twisted the hand in her hand and thought deeply.
"Whether it's evil or good, history will only remember the glory of those who succeed."
"Miss Jiu'er, do you want to come over and have a drink?" When other people in the restaurant saw that the "obtrusive" guy had left, they immediately exuded their male aura and used the smell of alcohol to strike up a conversation with Jiu'er.
"Masters, I'm really sorry. Jiu'er drank a little too much today and has to go back and rest. Masters, please drink slowly. If we are destined to meet you next time," Jiuer smiled at the crowd, dragged his graceful steps, and walked in front of everyone.