Wang Zhiyao naturally didn't know the worries and entanglements of her cousin. She had a bright and smug smile on her face. The game of throwing a pot is not difficult, and it requires a little trick and skill. It just so happened that she knew this well.

He glanced at the masked man next to him, Wang Zhiyao felt familiar, blinked at him, and said silently, "You must lose..." The masked man held his left hand behind him tightly, his right wrist, his lips exposed outside were pursed, and it was her again.

Among the crowd, there was also a prominent and elegant young man surrounded by old servants.

The young man's slightly elegant face was smiling like a warm sun. His black eyes were as moist as jade as he was looking at Wang Zhiyao who was about to throw a Hu arrow... slowly raised the corners of his mouth, "He is in trouble."

"Young Master..."

"Shh."

The young man shook his head at the old servant and smiled and said, "It's worth it to sneak out this time when he was defeated."

"Will he lose?" The old servant didn't know that the man was the pride of heaven.

He is good at literature and martial arts. He is cultivated by the most famous talented man in the country.

"He won't win, at least he won't win in front of the young man who took the arrow... Although I'm not as good as the Taoist priest of the Heavenly Sect, I can see that it's not the first time they have met."

"If the young master knew who he was, he would not dare to be so arrogant."

"That's not necessarily true, but no matter how I count it, my treasure has been preserved."

The young man subconsciously touched his waist... I remembered that he didn't take a folding fan and went out. It was just that bad in winter. Without a fan, he lacked a bit of elegant demeanor.

The old servant beside him twitched slightly. The young master was good at everything, but he just liked to shake the fan... The head of the family said it several times, but the young master was willing to listen or not to change it.

When Hu Jian made a move, Wang Zhiyao added a spin. Sure enough, the same principle as the dart, the short Hu Jian was in the bottle that was most difficult to hit. Then Wang Zhiyao hit it one after another, and the people around him gathered more and more, and cheers were endless.

Wang Zhiyao interacted with the audience very well, so she pushed the atmosphere to the highest point. Almost everyone stood on her side, and the masked man over there seemed to be more and more "arrogant".

The home aura advantage is, I think the masked man won’t understand.

Wang Zhiyao hit the last Hu Arrow, raised her arms and cheered, provocatively: "I won, you are not qualified yet."

The masked man turned around and left with anger.

Can't you afford to lose? You don't even say something? You're so stingy, Wang Zhiyao called out, "Hey."

He couldn't help but stop and heard a sentence that made him vomit blood, "A arrogant man who is too stingy and too self-admiring cannot marry a good wife... Your temper should be changed."

The perfect smile on the face of the young man in the crowd was a little stiff. Will he not be able to marry his wife? The lady who wanted to be his wife could spare the capital three times.

The masked man turned around and entered his eyes with Wang Zhiyao's brilliant, lively smiling face... He snorted disdainfully, and he turned away from the cheering crowd.

Wang Zhiyao did not pay much attention to the masked man. She smiled and took a plate of dates from the Hu people who hosted the game, grabbed a handful, and threw it to the onlookers, "I treat you! Everyone has a share, thank you for your support."

No one is short of dates, but in this lively occasion, many people took over the dates that were like rain falling, "Thank you, young master."

The young master quickly caught a red date with quick eyes and put it to his mouth... The old servant hurriedly said, "Young Master, no."

"It's very sweet, she smiles sweetly, and the dates are also sweet." The young man swallowed the whole date, "He has no good fortune."

Wang Zhiyao left the last handful of dates and ran back to her two cousins, stuffing them into her cousin's mouth, "Isn't it very sweet when I won back?"

Jiang Liulang looked around alertly, biting the date without saying a word. The secret guard in the masked man seemed to be... No, could he have not returned to the capital for several years and had read it wrong?

Why do you think they are all masters?

Even the guards around the prince may not have such high quality, or is it that the overall level of the secret guards in the capital is now higher than that when he was in the capital?

"It's delicious, delicious." Jiang Qilang pulled his little cousin and said with a sarcastic look: "You are very awesome just now. Let's talk about it when you have time..."

"OK."

Wang Zhiyao agreed with a smile and waved her hand imposingly: "Playing games is more interesting than buying things, go to the next place to play."

Jiang Liulang suddenly saw the familiar shadow who quickly retreated, stuffed the things in his hand to Jiang Qilang, and said, "You protect your little cousin, I will go back. Remember, watch your little cousin and don't leave her half a step."

"Oh." Jiang Qilang reluctantly took over the broken things. When he looked up again, Jiang Liulang had no sign and muttered: "It's fast to run, Brother Liu didn't hide out on purpose."

"Seventh cousin, let's go."

Is Wang Zhiyao a big shot? How can there be danger?

She was playing with her sex, and she felt much less depressed, and urged Jiang Qilang to follow her. Today, she wanted to vent her money and vent all the depression and disappointment and resentment of Wang Yixin in the Wang family.

There is a saying that the enemy is narrow, and in the next arena, Wang Zhiyao meets the masked man again.

"Friends, we're meeting again." Wang Zhiyao smiled like a smile.

She speaks generously and moves freely and neatly, and it is hard for outsiders to see that she is a daughter.

The masked man looked at her and snorted coldly, saying hello.

Wang Zhiyao approached him, "I said, besides humming, would you say something next to you? Are you a mute? Or are you stuttering..."

“…”

"Okay, okay, I won't embarrass you anymore." Wang Zhiyao patted his shoulder enthusiastically. Fortunately, she wore the heightened boots inside today, otherwise she would really not reach the shoulder of the masked man. "How to play this?"

“…”

He subconsciously shook his shoulders and took the arm on his shoulder back... He wanted to explain, but as soon as he opened his mouth, she would not be like this now, and hummed again.

Wang Zhiyao made a surrender statement, "I forgot, you just can hum."

The masked man seemed to be inflamed in his eyes, so you could only hum, secretly annoyed why he didn't speak?

He nodded to the servant next to him, and came forward and said, "Young Master, I know that this is fighting for wine. Look at that Hu man, it is said that he has a unique skill - if you don't get drunk for a thousand cups, whoever beats him will be the brewing recipe on the stage and the wine tasting secret book."

A thousand cups are not drunk? Wang Zhiyao's interest has been removed from the masked man. She used to be the one who claimed to be un drunk.

Most of the wines in the Guo Dynasty are sake, not strong or strong, and there is no distilled liquor yet, so the alcohol content is not high... She doesn't care about the winemaking recipes and wine tasting secrets. If she gets drunk, can she forget those unpleasant things?

"Those who abandon me will not stay yesterday's day; those who disturb my heart will have more worries today... Draw a knife to cut off the water and water flows even more, raise a glass to relieve sorrow and sorrow..."

"snort."

"You hum again."

Wang Zhiyao grabbed the masked man's arm and raised his arms high, "I would rather get rid of my worries after being drunk. It will be a new day after being drunk. Today is there wine and today is drunk, and tomorrow we will return with the beauty... Let's participate in the wine fight!"

The servant saw that his master was pushed and pulled to the table by Wang Zhiyao. When would his master listen to the arrangements of outsiders?

Wine? God, will you still have your life when you go back?

Wang Zhiyao poured a glass of wine and smiled at the masked man beside her and said, "There are skills in fighting for wine, I promise we can win!"

The Hu man opposite said, "Young Master, don't be too full of words, there are a lot of people sitting there, and you're a Chinese wine."

"If you don't believe me, let's try it? Let's see who finally drilled under the table." Wang Zhiyao stuffed the glass full of fine wine to the masked man, poured another glass himself, and toasted to the sky: "To the poem immortal, I am born to be useful, and the daughters will disperse and come back, do it."

The masked man put the wine glass on his lips, curled the corners of his mouth slightly, and his dark eyes seemed to have a little more warmth. What's the harm in getting drunk? They thought they wouldn't care... After getting drunk, you can see who they look like?

The attendant under the stage saw that the master had drunk wine, his knees weakened and he knelt on the ground, which was in great trouble!

Jiang Liulang, who was chasing the shadow, frowned, a little troublesome... What is the identity of that masked man? I hope Lao Qi can be smarter and protect his cousin.

Jiang Qilang, who was highly anticipated by Jiang Liulang, licked his lips and kept his cousin away from his little cousin? Just in time... he can also satisfy his cravings.

So Jiang Qilang also sat on the wine tasting table, protecting it nearby. After tasting the taste of sake, Jiang Qilang smiled.

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