It has become a common practice for the folded family to give gifts to the official family every year.

The official family is naturally not short of that money, but what he is bad is his attitude, the attitude of surrendering to the family.

After intercepting and killing the five Tanguts, news came from the Wansheng army that Zhi Kexing could take an early vacation.

This is a gesture of goodwill from the commander Huang Yi.

When they returned home, three carriages were parked outside the door, and a group of sergeants with a fierce atmosphere all over their bodies saluted.

"I've seen Lang Jun."

Zhi Kexing nodded, "But the gift from home is here?" ”

"Yes."

The leader is a literati named He Gui, who is in his thirties, and he laughs very kindly.

Zhi Kexing cleaned up the blood stains on the road, but the smell of blood on his body was still strong, He Gui snorted and asked, "Lang Jun did it?" ”

This Langjun boy came to Bianliang, half of it was a proton, and half of it was to reduce the internal friction within the Fuzhou army.

As the son of Zhi Jimin, Zhi Kexing should be able to inherit Fuzhou, but he is too young, Fuzhou is a border and important place, and it is impossible to hand it over to a teenager. So he succeeded his ancestors on the throne and marched to Beijing.

The news of Zhi Kexing's presence in the capital continued to spread back to Fuzhou, and he got acquainted with Shen An, Zhao Zhongjiao and others, and achieved remarkable results several times, earning a lot of dignity for the Zhi family.

It is rumored that this Lang Jun is ruthless and easy to fight......

But it's the New Year!

Who fights on New Year's Day?

"It's nothing, just killed a few people."

Zhe Kexing opened the door and went straight to wash and change clothes.

He Gui was also accustomed to his indifference, so he asked someone to go to the kitchen to make a fire to cook, and asked someone to feed the horses.

When the fold came out, a large pot of steaming soup cakes was ready.

He got a big bowl, and he squatted on the side and snorted and ate.

"If only there was wine."

Along the way, He Gui was almost out of his body by the cold wind, and he couldn't wait to soak in the wine jar at this moment.

The northwest is bitterly cold, and there are very few people who can't drink, and there are not many who don't like to drink.

"There is one in the wood-house, take out some jars."

He Gui immediately smiled and said, "Don't hurry up yet!" But don't drink too much, we'll enter the palace later. ”

The warriors of the Northwest are fierce and defy the rules of the world. But this is the capital, and no matter how unruly you are, you have to put it away.

"It's okay to drink."

Zhi Kexing said this, and after the wine jar was brought, he opened a jar by himself and drank it with soup cakes.

He Gui saw that he was drinking like drinking water, so he couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

The news of Zhe Kexing kept coming back, but everyone didn't know about his personal affairs.

In He Gui's opinion, this kind of drinking appearance is clearly a drunkard.

Lao Zhizhou's son is very powerful, and he got acquainted with Shen An and the current prince, and made great contributions to the Zhi family.

But drunkards can't!

Countless examples in history have proved that drunkards only make mistakes, and they do this...... You have to find an opportunity to persuade you.

He was tired all the way, and when he arrived here at the moment, he only felt sore, so he raised his glass and took a sip.

Burst!

As soon as the wine entered his mouth, a spicy sensation made He Gui spray.

The wine was spraying all over the floor, and he looked up and looked at Zhe Kexing who was drinking in amazement.

Zhi Kexing frowned and looked at him, and took a sip of wine without changing his face.

"Lang Jun!"

He Gui was a little flustered, so he walked over regardless of humility, picked up the jar of wine that folded the line, and leaned over to sniff it.

Same spicy taste!

"Lang Jun, you ...... a lot of wine"

Brother, let's stop drinking, okay?

He Gui was a little panicked, Zhi Kexing glanced at him, and then poured a sip of wine, "Why did you send this timid person here this year?" ”

Timid?

He Gui, who got this comment, was angry.

Of course, he didn't dare to be angry at Zhekexing, but he dared to drink.

Drink, get drunk and go to give gifts tomorrow.

It stands to reason that this gift should be taken by Zhe Kexing to send it, but when He Gui saw that he drank strong wine like drinking water, he couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, so he thought of such a bitter plan to advise.

It's not a big problem to give gifts a day late, but it's time to wake up, right?

He took a few sips, burped, and rolled his eyes at the spicy.

After eating a few bites of soup cakes to suppress the wine, he began to drink again.

Half a catty of wine was drunk, and He Gui's eyes were a little straight.

"Lang Jun...... How much did Lang Jun drink? ”

The subordinates only dared to drink one cup to get tired, and when they heard the words, they said: "Lang Jun has drunk half a jar." ”

it!

He Gui felt that his life was really bitter, and he actually met a drunkard Lang Jun.

Can this drunkard rule the city of Fuzhou? Can you lead the battle?

No!

Then the fold is abolished.

Thinking of this, He Gui couldn't help but have tears in his eyes, "Old Zhizhou is a good person!" It's a pity ......"

It's a pity to give birth to a son, but he is an alcoholic.

His drunkenness gradually came up, and he heard Zhi Kexing say: "Send one car for three cars, give one car to the Shen family, and divide one car into two halves, half for the Wang family and half for the Su family." ”

He Gui was drunk, so he responded: "Okay." ”

The hands looked at each other, but they did not dare to speak.

Later, He Gui finished eating the soup cake and staggered to his feet, "Let's go, give gifts to the official family." ”

A sergeant looked at Zhi Kexing with a pleading look in his eyes, signaling that he was afraid that something would happen if he went like this.

Zhi Kexing clasped the middle and lower part of the bowl with his thumb and middle finger, and buckled the upper edge of the bowl with his index finger, gently took a sip of the wine bowl, and said, "That's it." ”

He is the son of Zhe Jimin, if he is not young, the Zhe family and Fuzhou at this moment should be ruled by him, so what he said is very weighty.

So the sergeants looked at each other, and someone went to set up a car and went out with a cart of gifts.

The war horse that got the essence to eat neighed and went to the imperial city in high spirits.

He Gui rode all the way, and when he arrived outside the imperial city, the convoy that happened to be a gift from the family came.

Seeing that He Gui had only brought a carriage, the breeder couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The steward who was the leader walked over, and after He Gui dismounted, he smelled a smell of wine, and his smile became more sincere, "This is...... Only one cart of things? ”

"yes!" He Gui looked at the three carriages behind him, and the alcohol all dissipated, leaving only fear.

In previous years, there were three carriages, but this year there is only one carriage, what does this mean?

There are fewer and fewer gifts to the official family, and one less is more than sixty percent.

The officials will be angry, right?

He Gui's wine all turned into cold sweat.

He's panicking at the moment!

Lang Jun, you killed so-and-so!

If something went wrong in this matter, Zhi Jizu naturally would not blame Zhi Kexing, but would only hit him on He Gui.

Therefore, He Gui resented the amount of alcohol he had drunk.

If the amount of alcohol is small, you can't drink it again in the future.

At this moment, He Gui swore in his heart that he would never drink again in this life.

The steward of the farmer was laughing, and went straight over and said: "Please also go and say that the northwest is bitter cold, but there are also some worthless things, and the farmer does not dare to hide them privately, and wants to give them to the official family." ”

Those things are really worthless, but they are all specialties of the Northwest.

That's the mind.

Someone rushed to make a complaint, and the rest of the people began to check the contents of the cart.

The steward didn't worry about this, and walked to He Gui's side and said with a smile: "My family Langjun said that the battle for the gate is ordinary, and what really needs to be done is on the battlefield." The Zhe family got a lot of opportunities to kill the enemy, but there was no movement on the side of Qingjian City, so this gift was not a farewell to the Zhe family, but a farmer who wanted to kill the enemy! ”

Gift-giving is to show attitude: Your Majesty, the loyalty of the seed family will only be more than that of the folded family, but ask for the opportunity to kill the enemy!

He Gui also understood at this moment, and his face became more and more pale.

This is a battle between the gates, but he made a mistake.

Get back?

He looked at the lonely carriage and knew he couldn't go back.

This matter has already broken out, and going back to get those two carriages is to cover up and die yourself.

So he could only stiffen up, and his heart was beating faster and faster.

"Is the family poor enough to be like this? And a carriage came. ”

"This year is the first year of Zhiping, the first year of the official family's year, how grand it is not to exaggerate, this is going to touch the head of the family?"

ridiculing the old opponent is a reserved program for both sides, and if the breeder is unlucky at the moment, He Gui will also make sarcasm.

He Gui Muran raised his head and just listened.

"Your family is thriving in the capital, why don't you ask him? This is self-proclaimed, right? Turning around, the step-ancestor will clean you up and let you go and deal with the fanren......"

He Gui lowered his head and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

Even the family members said that Zhe Kexing was good in the capital, but he didn't know that he was a drunkard, and he made a big mistake in one sentence.

"It's Chen Duzhi who is here."

Someone shouted, and everyone quickly stood up, squeezing out a smile and facing Chen Zhongheng who came over.

The steward of the breeder smiled very naturally, and when Chen Zhongheng approached, he arched his hand and said: "My family Langjun ordered the villain to send some specialties from the northwest for the New Year." ”

Too much talk doesn't necessarily move people, but rather disgusting.

Chen Zhongheng glanced at the carriages and said lightly: "The official family will be happy." ”

"The villain is grateful."

The steward took a step back cleanly, and Chen Zhongheng looked to the other side.

"How...... Just a carriage? ”

His question was very calm and there was no anger, but He Gui was still sweating instantly.

"Yes...... It's the villain's fault, forgetting that there is still ......"

"That's it." Chen Zhongheng interrupted him and said, "One is the other, just to make a contribution, even if it is to make up for ......"

What rice?

The steward of the farmer couldn't believe it: "Is this okay?" ”

And what credit can make up for it?

This is contempt for officials!

Chen Zhongheng glanced at him, frowned, and said, "What are you doing outside the imperial city?" Stabilization! ”

The steward covered his mouth and repented his bowels.

Chen Zhongheng said to He Gui: "Zhe Kexing has been wronged, and the official family has something to say before, let him rest for a few days. ”

He Gui returned to Zhekexing's house in a daze, and when he saw that Zhekexing was still drinking, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

Is this a drunkard or a god of wine?

"How?"

He put down his glass, then got up and moved his body.

"Chen Zhongheng said that your credit ......"

He Gui was puzzled and said: "Why didn't the official family take the opportunity to make trouble?" ”

"Because this official family doesn't like to suppress martial artists!"

Zhi Kexing said: "As for the credit, a certain is already a Marquis of Duyu when he is still young, so it is good to send some handles to the official family." ”

He Gui's heart was shocked, "Lang Jun, this kind of skill...... Where do you know? ”

Where did Zhe Kexing have these wrists in the past, this has changed too much, right?

Zhi Kexing shook his head and refused to explain, but Shen An's figure appeared in his mind.

Shen An's meritorious service is too much to break people's legs to counteract, and this is also a kind of imitation, so that the official family can see that the folding family knows how to advance and retreat.

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Good night! On the last day of the month, ask for a monthly pass!