Yu Wu

Chapter 65

When Mo Xi and Mengze came back from outside, the hall was already full of guests.Princess Yanping caught a glimpse of them and rushed over immediately, smiling at Yanyan, and sweetly said: "Sister, brother-in-law! Peace and joy!"

Mengze coughed lightly and said, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense."

Mo Xi glanced at Princess Yanping.

On the day when she returned to the city, the matter of Yan Ping's hooking up with him was still in sight, this girl can pretend to be a normal person now, and her skin is indeed surprisingly thick.

Yan Ping winked at him charmingly: "Hehe, Mr. Xi and Mr. Xi miss my sister all the time, and you two are almost married. I called brother-in-law what's wrong."

Mengze: "...Yan Ping!"

"Okay, okay, I won't bother you guys anymore." After Yan Ping finished speaking, he winked at Mo Xi, "Brother-in-law, beauty, see you later."

She disappeared after a while of fragrance powder, leaving behind Mo Xi and Mengze looking at each other in embarrassment.Mo Xi paused, glanced at the dripping glass, and said, "Your Majesty will be here soon, I'll see you to the table."

Mengze smiled and said: "No, I still have to talk to a few sisters and say hello, Mr. Xihe can do it himself."

After she said that, she left. Mo Xi stood there for a while, looked around, but didn't see Gu Mang's figure, and couldn't help but frowned slightly.Where did this person go?

Although you can use the slave lock ring to inspire, Mo Xi is somewhat repulsed by the slave ring, so he searched around with his long legs, and finally found Gu Mang who was talking to Jiang Yexue in a secluded corner .

"Why are you here?"

Jiang Yexue turned her head, saw him, and said gently, "We met by chance, just chatting."

"...What do you have to talk to him about?"

Jiang Yexue smiled, but said bluntly: "I talked about you."

Mo Xi cast his eyes on Gu Mang, but he saw that Gu Mang was lowering his head, rubbing his sleeves restlessly with his fingers, and was about to say something when he heard the messenger behind him yelling loudly: "Your Majesty, here you go!" -"

So Mo Xi didn't say anything more, and said to Gu Mang indifferently: "Let's go, come back to the seat with me."

As soon as your Majesty arrived, the New Year's Eve banquet officially started. Naturally, it was rich and colorful, with toasts and praises, dishes and dances, and the sound of silk and bamboo everywhere.

After all the etiquettes were exhausted, the banquet became noisy and lively, each family toasted and chatted with each other, and many people had smug smiles on their faces.

Your Majesty leaned on the back of the throne leisurely, smiled lazily and said, "Masters, I have only one request for you tonight. Be happy."

All the ministers toasted and thanked, wishing the country prosperity and prosperity, a scene of harmony and joy.

After drinking for three rounds, the guests began to walk around and respect each other.

Murong Lian leaned on the back of the chair and smoked a hookah, her peach blossom eyes were drooping, her face was slightly drunk and seven-pointed tired. When Mo Xi turned his head and glanced at him, he found that he was also staring at Gu Mang with squinted eyes. Look, there seemed to be some inexplicable strange emotions hidden in those misty eyes.

"Come, Mr. Xihe, let me toast you."

Mr. Changfeng came with his little daughter who was suffering from madness, Mo Xi turned his eyes away, respected a thousand years old, said a few words of congratulations to Mr. Changfeng as usual, and then asked: "Is Ling Ai feeling better? "

Mr. Changfeng touched the head of his little daughter Lan'er, and smiled until the corners of her eyes were creased: "It's better, Yaoshi Jiang has been taking care of her since she returned to the city, thanks to Yaoshi."

Lan'er has a small body, standing in front of the banquet is about the height of the table.When she saw Gu Mang, her eyes lit up, and she whispered joyfully, "Big brother!"

Gu Mang's blue eyes blinked, his brows and eyes stretched like spring leaves, and he laughed: "Little dragonfly."

"Hey, my name is Lan Er, I..."

But the words couldn't go on, there were too many people at the banquet, and it's not good to talk too much with such a target.Mr. Changfeng held down the head of his youngest daughter, motioning her to stop talking.

Lan'er was at a loss: "Father?"

Gu Mang is no longer as ignorant as before, he now understands that he is a "traitor", and a traitor is shameful.Not to mention what Jiang Yexue said just now to wake him up.

He didn't have a very intuitive and deep feeling for the word "betrayal" in the past. He only knew that when everyone mentioned it in front of him, there was an unspeakable hatred in their eyes.And when Mo Xi mentioned these two words, apart from hatred, it seemed that there was pain deeper than the sea.

seven years old.

Just like a wolf cub who can't hunt yet, his father ended up in a tragic situation where his bones were separated because of his brother's "betrayal".

I had done the same thing as that person.No wonder everyone disgusted him and spurned him—the traitorous wolves deserved to be swallowed alive.

"Big brother, are you unhappy..."

Gu Mang's eyes dimmed, he lowered his head, lost in thought, and silently said no more.

Lan'er was young and didn't know much about the world. She thought that he was unwilling to talk to her because of her madness. Tears welled up in her eyes: "Big brother, we played together before, I—"

"Okay, Lan'er." Jun Changfeng interrupted her with a forced smile, and brought her to his lap, "Mr. Xihe, let's go to another house to toast first. Mr. Xihe is safe and happy."

After finishing speaking, he took the daughter who looked back three times at one step and hurried away.

Mo Xi sensed something was wrong with Gu Mang, and turned to look at him: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Gu Mang sniffed and said to Mo Xi, "Happy New Year. Me too..." He imitated the others and picked up the wine glass from the table, "I'll toast you too."

Mo Xi: "..."

Jiang Yexue, that meddlesome, good-natured person, must have said something to Gu Mangduo.

Mo Xi didn't go to pick up the dirty wine that Gu Mang offered, but stared at his clear blue eyes, as if he wanted to see straight into Gu Mang's bone marrow and flesh.

He gritted his teeth and said, "What the hell have you heard?"

But before Gu Mang could speak, another group of people came over to toast.It was inconvenient for Mo Xi to discuss private matters with him in front of others, so he had to socialize first.

He is the noble general headed by Chonghua. There were quite a few people who came to chat with him this night. One group left and another group came. Although Mo Xi wanted to ask Gu Mang carefully, he gradually realized that he was This idea is too naive.

"Mr. Xihe, you are safe and happy."

"Come, come, drink this wine, I wish Xi and Jun great achievements in the coming year."

There are so many nobles in Chonghua, one by one, one drink per person is enough for him to drink until he is dizzy.Mo Xi's drinking capacity is not bad, unlike the other Wang Shu Jun, Murong Lian was already drunk, leaning on the seat, biting the cigarette holder and sipping life like a dream dreamily.

But in the second half of the banquet, Mo Xi couldn't hold on any longer, and even the old nobles came to pay respects.Those were all gray-bearded uncles and elders, Mo Xi couldn't help but show face, so he endured the discomfort and pushed a cup with them.

Several high-ranking officers of the Northern Frontier Army on the hero's seat looked over from a distance, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "They are going to knock the stepfather unconscious."

Some people gloated and said with a gleeful smile: "Pfft, Xihe-jun used to go to war, and spent New Year's Eve at the resident. He is the boss, and he doesn't drink any toast to him. There was a prohibition on alcohol one year, and now he's back in the imperial capital." , but I can’t help myself, hahaha, who will the sky bypass!"

There were even some people who watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal, and said with bright eyes: "Guess, will the stepfather be drunk tonight?"

"Wow! That scene must be amazing!"

"I've never seen my stepfather pass out after drinking. Do you think he will go crazy with alcohol?"

"I think he'll just fall asleep!"

"Come on, come on, why don't you come and gamble! I bet our stepfather will just fall asleep when he gets drunk!"

"Then I bet he'll throw fireballs at people when he's drunk!"

"Buy big and buy small, buy and leave!"

These army ruffians have bad intentions, and the old nobles who drink ink and drink have no good intentions.Although, like Mo Xi, they all came from aristocratic backgrounds and had no class conflicts, they still had a lot of family hatred and jealousy.

May I ask that they are also of the noble lineage of the Peilan Gold Silk Belt, why Mo Xi is so much taller than their son and grandson now?

This person's father died early in the morning, and his mother was still involved with his late husband's brother. Family scandals followed one after another. The Mo family should have finished their game long ago.But who knew that Mo Xi, with his stubborn temper, could endure all these miserable winds and rains, to the point where he now has such power over the government and the public.

Why?

What made them even more uneasy was that Mo Xi not only had outstanding military exploits, but also had an extremely upright character.It's a world of difference from their pampered and spoiled young men of the same generation.

Needless to say, the old lord, even the new lord is full of praise when he mentions him. Which sons and brothers from noble families have not been picked out and compared with jun?Even these old men and women compare each other's sons and daughters, and in the end, it will be Mo Xi's head——

Someone said: "Oh, my son is getting more and more handsome the longer he grows."

The other party said sourly: "Hehe, it's not as good-looking as Xi Hejun."

Someone said: "Gouzi is so talented, he exploded the spirit-testing pillar of the school at the age of 13, hahaha!"

The other party said bitterly: "Hehe, Mr. Xihe exploded at the age of ten, and all ten stone pillars were burned, can your son do it?"

Someone else said: "My little one can't do anything else, but his character is elegant. He won't be praised by the emperor at the court meeting. I am very happy as a father."

The other said sourly: "Hehehe, is it better than Xihe Jun Qingshui Furong?"

It's really strange, this person is not a god, and Cheng Rijie looks like he doesn't eat the fireworks of the world. Could it be that he really doesn't have a speck of mud all over his body, and won't make a single mistake?

As a result, over time, Mo Xi has become an unresolved knot in the hearts of these elders. Although many people praise him in their mouths, they all wish to see him make some mistakes and cause some scandals, so that their own treasure Only after being suppressed for many years can the child's little heart be able to vomit comfortably in one breath.

Only then can he say with emotion and pretentiousness: "Hey, I said it earlier, this Xihe god is just an ordinary person after all."

That's why they are rushing to pour wine into Mo Xi right now.Originally, these old things were just for fun, but once they came and went, bad intentions came up.

Old people think that when a person is drunk, it is easy to do wrong things and say wrong things. Now they can't catch Mr. Xi He's major problems, but it's good to expose some minor shortcomings.

What are you pretending to be.

The old foxes met each other's eyes, and without saying a word, they knew each other was blessed to the heart, and started toasting Mo Xi as if they were in a battle of wheels.

"Mr. Xihe, have another drink, hahaha, let's rise to the top, get promoted and get rich!"

"I've been teaching my son to learn everything from Mr. Xihe, come on! Give it to Mr. Xihe!"

Mo Xi really couldn't stand it any longer. If his peers or juniors came, he could of course refuse, but these people were all about the same age as his father, and they all had steaming smiling faces. There is no way to refuse.

After coming and going, the sockets of Feng Mou's eyes were a little red from the smell of alcohol.

The soldiers of the Northern Army murmured: "I think stepfather should drink two more cups."

"Two glasses? I think one is enough."

"Stepfather seems really unable to hold on..."

But Mo Xi persisted and drank another six rounds.When the seventh glass of wine was pushed over, his face was blue, and he said almost nauseatedly, "Sorry, Uncle Qin, I—"

Uncle Qin's small eyes were shining, and he said affectionately: "Xi'er, your father and I were brothers in the same robe back then, and we were born and died. I respect your father for this glass of wine! You must not shirk it and take a sip for him. bored!"

Others also booed: "Drink it! The tiger father has no dogs!"

"Bring one for your father and his old friend!"

When it came to this point, how could Mo Xi not know that they were feeding him in turn, to see his jokes?But Mo Xi has a stubborn temper, so it's fine if he doesn't see their intentions, but once he sees it, it's even more impossible to admit defeat.His eyes were dizzy, full of fat grinning faces, and bunches of eyes like vultures pouncing on their food.

There was a rush of blood in his chest.

His father... How could these people have the face to mention his father in front of him again?

After his father passed away, his uncle took power and his mother remarried. How did these people treat him?Everyone tends to avoid him, wishing to rub him off like mud on the soles of their shoes, but now they talk about "old friends" and "old friends", and say that when they were young, they hugged him and taught him to ride horses and hunt...

Mo Xi's heart was burning hot, his eyes became redder, and a strong flame of anger and stubbornness suddenly rose in him.

"Drink—drink!"

"Hahaha, the Mo family has always been a bad drinker. It reminds me of Mr. Fu Ling, who is also a person who can't drink alcohol."

"Xi'er and Fu Ling are too similar."

How can they deserve to mention it again——!

These faces are like dead grass in his heart, a pot of wine, a fire, boiling oil splashed, suddenly caught fire! !Mo Xi stood up suddenly, his eyes fixed on the men in front of him.

It was probably because of the shock of his red eyes, the faces of those elders changed slightly, and their smiles froze a bit.

If Mo Xi gets angry, they will still be afraid.Immediately, someone forced himself to calm down and said: "Mr. Xihe, if you don't drink, don't drink. Your father doesn't really like drinking, so you and him..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a "bang"!

Mo Xi patted away a jar of spirits beside the table with one hand, without taking his eyes off the other person's face.With bulging veins on his arms, he violently lifted the wine jar and pushed it into the opponent's arms.He opened another altar by himself.

The muscles on the old nobleman's face trembled, and he forced a smile in fear, "What does Mr. Xihe mean?"

"Respect Uncle Qin for my late father." Mo Xi gritted his teeth, raised his free hand, patted his wrinkled face gently, and said softly, "I did it. Uncle Qin is the best." Don't miss a single drop. Whoever counsels is the grandson."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head to the altar, closed his eyes and poured down the whole altar of wine!

This time, not to mention the people around Xihe's seat, almost the entire hall was attracted by the booze, and turned their heads to look at the wine fight in amazement.

Uncle Qin watched Mo Xi drink from the altar, then looked at the wine jar in his hand that was bigger than a washbasin, couldn't help swallowing, his back felt cold.But since the people around him were watching the fun, he couldn't afford to lose this person, so he had to pour his heart down, but he didn't have such a strong heart as Mo Xi, and he couldn't stand it after drinking half of it. He stopped, bent over and spit it out with a wow.

The porcelain shattered, and the wine jar was smashed to pieces on the ground.

Uncle Qin raised his head reluctantly, and met Shang Mo Xi's ruthless gaze, which was stained with alcohol, and his eyes were red, but he was still able to stay awake by his will.

Those bayonet eyes.

Mo Xi's moist lips and teeth pressed lightly: "Does Uncle Qin still drink?"

Uncle Qin shivered suddenly: "Don't drink, don't drink..."

He didn't drink, but others felt that Mo Xi would be destroyed if he came a little longer, and they came to the challenge with the intention of not giving up halfway.Seeing another jug ​​of spirits being served, Mo Xi was about to pick it up again, but another person stopped him.

Mo Xi was dizzy, his eyes were flushed, and he looked sideways.

He saw Gu Mang standing up with a clear and firm expression, so that people couldn't tell whether it was Senior Brother Gu back then or the broken prisoner now.

Gu Mang brought the wine jar over and said, "Why do you guys bully him alone?"

The author has something to say:

"What's the Most Wanted Ban?" "

Extinguished Girl: Prohibition

Gu Mangmang: Animal Cruelty Prohibition Order

Jiang Yexue: Prohibition of Bullying the Disabled

Murong Chuyi: Order to prohibit Yue Chenqing from following her

Yue Chenqing: Fourth Uncle is prohibited from ignoring my order

A-Lian: Whatever you want, don’t promulgate a smoking ban anyway==

Jiang Fuli: I don't care what is banned. Anyway, I can settle whatever is banned, as long as the state gives me a tax cut order.Alas, money is so annoying.