Lanke Chess Edge

When the ripples on the water surface had calmed down, everyone in the Wei family was still in a dream.

Although it was approaching June, because the cold sweat soaked the clothes before, everyone in the evening wind still felt chilly.

After Wei Wuwei shouted and thanked Jiang Mian, he kept staring at Jiang Mian in deep thought.

"Patriarch... how is it?"

The uncle of the Wei family was the first to break the silence and asked about the last situation just now. Wei Wuwei finally raised his head after hearing the words and saw the smiles from the people around him.

"Naturally, it's done. All of you are my Wei family's confidants. I hope you keep your mouth shut about tonight's matter, even the closest people are not allowed to mention it!"

This is mainly for the other people. As for the old housekeeper and the two brothers of Wei Wuwei's father's generation, they are of course their own.

After saying this, Wei Wuwei waved his hand.

"Let's go, go to the pier if you don't get drunk or go home!"

During this time, the city gate of Chunhui Mansion was closed, and the big wharf was a lively place outside the city. There were many people looking for a living on the water. There were restaurants, restaurants, inns, and even the painted boats and river cruises. Chuanzhou is the gathering place for the wealthy sons and daughters of boaters.

The big pier at night is more lively than Chunhui City during the day!

After a long time after the Wei family left with a sense of excitement, Ji Yuan was still lying on the willow in the distance, under the shade of a tree under the moonlight.

On the surface of the river where the willows cross the river, there are only slight waves brought by the evening wind and flowing water. There is no movement from the old turtle before, and there are faint sounds of songs and dances from the building boats on the river in the distance.

From the beginning to the end, Ji Yuan was just on the sidelines, and what he could see clearly was just a touch of aura from the old turtle and Wei Jiayupei, but he listened to what they said without falling into his ears.

The old turtle didn't embarrass Wei Wuwei either, and the final sigh was full of emotion. If it weren't for the fact that his family knew about his own affairs, he really had the urge to help him.

But 80% of what the old turtle asked for was related to practice. Ji Yuan didn't feel that he was really qualified to give advice, so he still looked up at the bright moon until now.

Originally, it was to watch a lively event, but Ji Yuan had a lot of feelings in his heart.

"There is a full moon when I look at it, and I have regrets in my heart. You ask for fate, and he also asks for fate. Why am I not..."

I didn't plan to move my butt, anyway, it's not cold right now, so I can easily resist with my current physique, and I just stayed like that until the morning light started to rise, holding the empty wine jug on the willow tree as if I was sleeping but not sleeping. One night.

When he woke up, he stretched and subconsciously shook the jug. He looked around but couldn't find a trash can, so he couldn't help laughing.

. . .

In Chunhui Mansion City, the famous store in the west corner of Piaoxiangfang, Yuanzipu, the shopkeeper settles accounts in front of the stage as usual.

There were sounds of wheels rolling and shouts coming from outside. The shopkeeper looked up and saw that it was the wine collector Wang Sanye who came over in person with two ox carts.

The shopkeeper quickly put it down and walked out from behind the counter, stepping out of the store to greet him.

"Third Master has been doing well recently!"

That Wang Sanye, formerly known as Prince Chong, is a wealthy royal family member in Chunhui Mansion. He is a brother to the Wang family head of this generation and ranks third in the family. However, he is a few hundred miles away from Zhouzhuang to take care of the Wang family's property. Less rejuvenation Huifu.

Hearing the shopkeeper's warm greeting, Third Master Wang responded cheerfully.

"Hahahaha, Wang eats well and sleeps well, just thinking about Qian Richun of Yuanzipu, shopkeeper Zhuo, will you be safe?"

"Thanks to the third master, I am also in good spirits. Qian Richun has prepared it for you a long time ago, just waiting for the third master to pick it up!"

The two of them entered the garden together with a smile. Without the shopkeeper's instructions, the staff in the shop all started to get busy, carrying jars of fine wine from the inner warehouse one by one, and the Wang family also helped with the two ox carts.

"Third Master, would you like a drink?"

"Treasurer Zhuo is very polite, how can one cup be enough!"

"Hahaha, my memory!"

Shopkeeper Zhuo walked back to the counter, took out a tray, placed fine porcelain cups and jugs on it, put them on a table in the shop, and poured wine for the third master himself.

"Third Master, please!"

"Thank you!"

The prince sat on the stool again, and took the cup to drink it, while shopkeeper Zhuo on the side stared at the wine glass he had finished drinking, and found that there was a lot of liquor on it, just like ordinary people.

Wang Zizhong noticed the eyes of Shopkeeper Zhuo, and asked with some doubts:

"Manager Zhuo, what are you looking at?"

"Oh, it's nothing, the third master is drinking!"

After speaking, the shopkeeper hurriedly poured the wine.

He went back and forth for three cups like this. Every time the shopkeeper looked at the wine glass carefully, Wang Zizhong felt awkward. If he didn't know shopkeeper Zhuo well, and he was confident in his martial arts, he would have doubted whether he was poisoned.

"Manager Zhuo, are you stunned? What's the matter?"

Manager Zhuo didn't shirk this time, but sat down opposite Prince Zhong, poured wine for the other party, and poured it for himself.

"Third Master, where does your martial arts belong in the arena?"

"Why are you asking this?"

Prince Chong was a little strange, but he answered anyway.

"If you really want to talk about it, it should be above the first-class, and it is only one step away from the innate. In another ten or eight years, it may not be impossible to break through!"

"Uh... How many martial artists like you are in the world?"

"Hehehe... It's rare!"

Wang Zizhong drank the wine quite contentedly, and shopkeeper Zhuo hurriedly filled it up again.

"Third Master, forgive me for taking the liberty, can you drink the wine in one gulp, the kind that has no silk wine left?"

"How difficult is this, you should be optimistic!"

After saying this, Third Master Wang, holding the cup in front of his chest, his arm trembled suddenly, his right hand seemed to be flicking his arm like a drink into his mouth, and then he raised the wine glass to show the shopkeeper Zhuo.

The latter saw that the bottom of the cup was really clean, but it still didn't seem to be the true color of white porcelain, so he stretched out his finger and wiped it, and found that there was still a little liquor on his finger.

"Don't blame the third master, I'll give you another cup!"

"Manager Zhuo, you seem to have other things on your mind. Why, did Wang's hand let you down just now?"

Wang Zizhong's sentence is not ironic, but rather doubtful.

"Third Master, if you drink like this, can you drink it clean and feel dry when you touch the bottom of the glass!"

After saying this, the shopkeeper took a drinking gesture, nothing special, just like an ordinary person raising a glass to drink~www.NovelMTL.com~ first take a taste, and then slowly pour it into his mouth.

Wang Zizhong looked at the actions of Shopkeeper Zhuo and answered with a frown.

"I'm afraid it won't work, you've seen it, even if Yunjin shakes the wine, there is still remnant, not to mention it is so light, even if the innate masters can take things within two feet from the air, they can't make it invisible. The water is so obedient!"

The speaker was unintentional and the listener was intentional. The sentence "Let the invisible water be obedient" shocked the shopkeeper Zhuo.

"That's it, thank you third master for clarifying your doubts."

After Mr. Zhuo thanked him, he was somewhat absent-minded.

But sometimes, some things are just so coincidental.

"The shopkeeper, if you bring your own jug to buy wine, can it be cheaper? Your Qian Richun drinks it...it's addicting!"

Ji Yuanzhong's peaceful voice sounded outside the door, and Teng De, the shopkeeper Zhuo, stood up immediately, startling the prince next to him.

Looking up at the door, he really saw the person he saw two days ago.

"There are some, no, no, cheap and cheap!"

Even if he tried his best to pretend to be normal, he couldn't hide his excited state at all. Seeing that the prince was inexplicable, Ji Yuan frowned slightly, thinking about why it was like this.

The prince looked at the person outside the door again, is it because this person is very special?

When he saw Ji Yuan also looking at him, the prince raised his arms and bowed his hands slightly, and Ji Yuan also bowed his hands politely in return.

"Guest officer, guest officer, please come in! This is Qian Richun of 20 years old, do you think it is suitable?"

"Hey hey hey! Shopkeeper Zhuo, isn't this inappropriate? Didn't you say that there are not many leftovers from twenty years old, so they won't be sold!"

The prince shouted loudly and stood up, blowing his beard and staring, not even bothering to drink his own wine.