After the guests from the Wu Mansion had finished entertaining, Zhuo Mufeng rushed to the Mozhu Gang without stopping. Wu Guanting and his wife stayed at the Wu Mansion. During the period, they exchanged glasses and drank.
Officials, Jianghu people, businessmen, etc. have their own circles. The lower class takes the opportunity to curry favor with the higher class, hoping to leave an impression on the latter. And different circles inevitably exchange favors and pay tribute to each other due to various favors and interests.
Even the heads of the top powers would inevitably toast the officials present.
People in the world cannot help themselves. The more they reach a high position, the more they will understand the constraints everywhere in the world. Sometimes, people with high positions and authority like them are not as free and easy as the warriors at the bottom.
Maybe this is another kind of so-called fairness. Whatever you want to get, you have to give up something.
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Nuanyang Mountain is more than ten times more lively than Sanjiang League.
The guests here are far inferior to those of the Sanjiang League in terms of identity, status, knowledge, or cultivation. Because of this, everyone does not have so many scruples. They can say what they want, shout as much as they want, and they can see a lot
People at the next table gathered together to share their drinking power, surrounded by cheering crowds.
The arrival of Zhuo Mufeng pushed the atmosphere of the scene to the highest peak.
The already noisy sword discussion stage was like a torpedo exploding. The noise made Zhuo Mufeng almost deafened. He clearly wanted to escape, but when he saw the people who were constantly surrounding him from all directions to congratulate him, he had to give in.
Indicate.
The visitor is a guest, and you can’t put on airs when people come to give you gifts and drinks to show your face, right? People’s circumstances are ever-changing. Even though Zhuo Mufeng is prosperous now, he always remains vigilant. No matter how proud he is, he will never
Use your nostrils to look at people.
The guests here are much easier to deal with than in the Wu Mansion. Everyone at the table has a glass of wine, nodding and smiling at each other, and there is no need to say too much.
Because the level of the two parties is so different, Zhuo Mufeng deliberately staying here to talk to others will only make people feel hypocritical and make the other party feel uncomfortable.
How many of these gang warriors from Nuanyang Mountain came today with the intention of making friends? None of them were stupid or naive enough to think that they could get in touch with Zhuo Mufeng just by having a drink.
A good attitude.
We live together in Nuanyang Mountain, and the eldest brother here gets married. Anyone who knows a little bit about the world will not pretend to be aloof. Everyone has a tacit understanding and understands each other's feelings. It is enough to live in peace from now on.
Even if you really want to make friends, you won't be in a hurry right now.
There were tables after tables. The sword discussion platform was so big that there were hundreds of tables. Even if he only drank a small cup at a time, in the end, it was still very frustrating for Zhuo Mufeng.
Moreover, when he arrived at each table, he always wanted to express his gratitude in a symbolic way. Repeatedly, Zhuo Mufeng was almost conditioned to say a few simple words, and it felt like he didn't have to think twice.
When he found a gap, he glanced at the endless wine table and heads behind him. His heart was trembling, and he couldn't help but ask Zhao Jin, who was accompanying him: "Why are there so many people?"
Zhao Jin's eyebrows twitched and he replied: "In order to make this wedding banquet grand, the deputy gang leader specially informed the various factions in Nuanyang Mountain that except for the routine guards, all the others can come here. I guess.
No one dared not show respect, so basically dozens of people from all factions came."
Zhuo Mufeng's face twitched when he heard it. No wonder, no wonder there were so many people. He couldn't help but wonder, wouldn't that Junior Sister girl take the opportunity to take revenge?
He wanted to go back and think about it, but everyone was here. What else could Zhuo Mufeng do, so he had to bite the bullet and continue to deal with it. By the time he finished paying respect to the people on the sword discussion stage, it was already the afternoon.
In the end, the remaining people in the Mozhu Gang were all the core members who had followed him from the beginning, as well as members of the Mozhu Gang, so there was no need to be polite.
After thanking everyone, Zhuo Mufeng was exhausted. Tong had already ordered the kitchen to prepare another table of food and wine. At this time, they all were served and Zhuo Mufeng sat down. Zhuo Mufeng was not polite.
, and immediately started to feast.
While eating, he suddenly remembered something and asked: "By the way, where is Yuehong? I haven't seen her for a long time." He was asking about the cook Du Yuehong. That plump and beautiful woman was also one of the elders, but
Zhuo Mufeng came back several times but was nowhere to be seen.
Mrs. Tong looked at Mr. Ye, who said helplessly: "That girl Yuehong, ever since the Mozhu Gang got on the right track, she has been disappearing at every turn. I don't know what she is doing."
Mr. Zhang on the side was drinking wine by himself, as if he didn't care.
It's really mysterious! Zhuo Mufeng muttered, but didn't think much about it. It was obvious at first glance that that woman was not a law-abiding woman. Just ask her next time you see her.
After she had eaten and drank enough and regained her energy, Mrs. Tong smiled and pushed Zhuo Mufeng to her new house.
Zhuo Mufeng excused himself, saying that it was not dark yet, but when he saw Tong's smile, his face turned red. In addition, Mr. Ye was also waving people away, thinking of the eldest lady's graceful body waiting for him to exploit, and he felt in his heart
A sudden heat.
They were all our own people, and there seemed to be nothing to be polite about. Officer Zhuo stood up, put his fist to his mouth and coughed, saying that he was still a little tired and wanted to find a place to rest first.
"Go ahead, go ahead, but remember, although you young people have good physical strength and high energy, you must also pay attention to moderation. The only way to make the future brighter is to have a bright future." Mrs. Tong said with a rare teasing, half-smiling but not smiling.
When Zhuo Mufeng left in shame, the laughter of three old people could be heard behind him. Zhuo Mufeng also laughed and walked towards the newly built yard.
In the original yard, there was a tunnel under the bed. Zhuo Mufeng didn't want the dead eunuch Cui Baojian to be eavesdropping down there while he and the eldest lady were making out, so he had long thought of living somewhere else.
All the way to the courtyard gate, Zhuo Mufeng strode in under the salutes of the two newly recruited maids. When the courtyard door was closed, the inside and outside of the courtyard became two worlds.
Two red lanterns are hung on both sides of the door in the middle. The big red characters "hi" on the door reflect the flickering candles in the room. A quiet and warm feeling spreads in this small yard.
Come on.
Zhuo Mufeng raised his head, and the figures of Barong and Fang Xiaodie appeared on the roof. They cupped their hands in the distance and disappeared into the darkening sky with a whoosh.
Smiling, Zhuo Mufeng stepped forward step by step, and deliberately stepped on his footsteps very hard. In this way, he told the hostess in the room to welcome her man's arrival.
Zhuo Mufeng stretched out his hand, pushed open the door forcefully, walked into the room in a domineering manner, closed the door smoothly, and installed the door valve. He was the only one left in the world, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed not far away, with his body tense.
woman.
He came to the bedside and sat down without saying a word, only a finger away from Wu Yuanyuan, but this guy was so bad that he deliberately kept silent and just looked at Wu Yuanyuan with an evil smile.
The candle flames flickered, and Wu Yuanyuan was trapped in the red hijab and could not see outside. But the ears of martial arts practitioners were so sharp. She had already heard the familiar footsteps, and she could feel that the annoying villain was sitting next to her.
beside.
But after waiting for a long time, she didn't see the bad guy coming to lift the red hijab, let alone any movement from him. This kind of unknown waiting was the most panic-inducing.
It happened that today was a happy day, and with Wu Yuanyuan's temper, she did not dare to break the rules and threw away the hijab herself, for fear that this would ruin the joy and affect her and Zhuo Mufeng's happiness.
But after almost a quarter of an hour, Zhuo Mufeng still didn't make any move. Wu Yuanyuan was really worried and anxious. Thinking of this, she deliberately stamped her feet hard to remind someone.
Someone laughed secretly, as if he hadn't heard it.
Miss Wu continued to stomp until she finally found no response. She was so anxious that she kicked Zhuo Mufeng next to her. Someone was careless and was kicked to the side. He shouted in pain: "You
What are you doing, murdering your husband?"
Hearing the other party's words, Wu Yuanyuan was so angry that she could not help but tremble with anger when she thought of someone's usual urinary behavior. She shouted: "If you dare to play tricks on me, don't even think about touching me tonight!"
Officer Zhuo chuckled and said, "That's not up to you. Now you are my wife. As the saying goes, when you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, and when you marry a dog, follow the dog. Have you considered the consequences of resisting your husband's fate, Mrs. Zhuo?"
As soon as Mrs. Zhuo uttered these three words, they immediately sounded like a magic voice, making Wu Yuanyuan's whole body feel hot, and the anger she had just felt suddenly disappeared.
Everything today seemed like a dream, and it was only at this moment that Wu Yuanyuan truly realized that she had actually married this bad guy and became the eldest wife of his Zhuo family.
An indescribable sense of happiness mixed with a sense of resignation surged in Wu Yuanyuan's heart. Her voice softened a lot: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you take off the red hijab for me? I'm going to be suffocated to death."
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Thinking not to offend this woman, Zhuo Mufeng smiled and picked up the wedding scale in the wooden basin on the table, and slowly lifted off the red hijab.
In an instant, a face that was both angry and happy, and extremely charming appeared in front of Zhuo Mufeng. The candlelight in the room immediately dimmed by three points, and everyone seemed to be amazed by the appearance of the hostess.
Wu Yuanyuan's face, without makeup, was already stunning, but today she was dressed up and groomed deliberately. How can words describe the effect?
It's true that the fish and the wild goose are sinking, and the moon is shy of the flowers. The picturesque eyebrows gently flow, like the waves of a starry lake, and the plump red lips are slightly raised, which is better than the stamens of flowers blooming in the wind. That smooth-lined palm
The small face is reflected in white light, and the skin is as smooth as jade. Even if you look closely, there is no pore at all.
Zhuo Mufeng was unconsciously stunned. This look in Wu Yuanyuan's eyes made her originally nervous feel a bit proud and proud, and she couldn't help but hum.
"Madam, it's time for us to have a drink." Officer Zhuo glanced at the delicate body under Wu Yuanyuan's face, his blood suddenly surged, and he couldn't wait to pour the wine.
Wu Yuanyuan's face was red, she lowered her head and said nothing. When Zhuo Mufeng brought the wine glass, she just took it gently and completed the ceremony half-pushing and half-on-the-spot.
Official Zhuo was not satisfied, and said with an evil smile: "That won't work. There is another kind of wine that I must try today." The man took another sip of wine and hugged Wu Yuanyuan...
The red coat was taken off, and all the blood of Mr. Zhuo rushed to his head. He wanted to taste it carefully tonight, but the eldest lady's refusal to comply aroused someone's animal nature.
In the hissing sound, her single clothes turned into pieces and drifted away, and Wu Yuanyuan screamed: "You are crazy!"
Zhuo Daguan is indeed crazy. If Wu Yuanyuan, wearing a wide-sleeved loose robe, already has the best figure in the world, then she is half-covered at this moment, which is enough to arouse the impulse of the octogenarian... (Three million words are omitted below.
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The night is long, the moon is still young, the flowers are ready to be folded and need to be folded, but the spring breeze blows through Yumen Pass several times, the mandarin ducks and red tents are short, this is destined to be a sleepless night.