When Murong Fu arrived at the Golden Snake Camp's tent, more than a dozen banquet tables had been set up. Leaders from the Golden Snake Camp, Tiandi Hui, and other relatively important mountain forces were all seated, and everyone was talking arrogantly.
At the main table, Yuan Chengzhi, Wen Qingqing, Hu Dedi and others also chatted happily, making it a lively and festive scene.
"Hey, Mr. Murong is here, please come." Wen Qingqing was the first to notice Murong Fu's appearance, and immediately stood up with a smile to greet him. The smiles on the other people's faces were slightly stagnant, but they returned to their natural appearance in an instant, and they all stood up to express their gratitude.
Welcome.
Murong Fu glanced around and saw that there was an empty table in the corner, so he said to the people around him, "Go and sit over there."
In addition to Xue Muhua, he was accompanied by women such as Mu Jianping, Li Yunzhi, Luo Bing, Hong Lingbo, etc. They could barely fit into a table, so they didn't have to share a table with those rude men.
Xue Muhua and others naturally had no objections, nodded and went over.
At this time, Wen Qingqing stepped forward, looked around, and said with a sweet smile, "Miss Li, Miss Hong, Mrs. Wen, and the little princess, you are all here. Welcome."
The girls either nodded in greeting, looked at each other with cold expressions, or responded with smiles, just to name a few.
After exchanging a few words, Wen Qingqing looked at Xue Muhua again, "Is this the famous Doctor Xue? I'm Wen Qing and I'm polite. I wonder if the doctor would be willing to give me a favor and have a drink at the same table with King Yuan of the camp?"
As he spoke, he bowed slightly.
Although Xue Muhua was high-spirited, he also paid great attention to etiquette. He immediately returned the gift solemnly and said apologetically, "Thank you, madam, for the kind invitation. However, Xue is just a young man from the countryside. He cannot be on the stage. He can only live up to the kindness of madam and King Yuan."
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After saying this, Wen Qingqing turned around and went to the corner with Luo Bing and others before she could speak again.
Wen Qingqing sighed helplessly, glanced at Murong Fu, suddenly changed her face, and said angrily, "Why did you come so late? Why are you so lazy? I've been waiting for you for a long time, why don't you leave quickly."
Murong Fu touched his nose inexplicably, but didn't say anything.
The two came to the main table where Yuan Chengzhi was sitting. Everyone bowed their hands to Murong Fu and greeted Murong Fu with a look of "welcoming welcome". Yuan Chengzhi was even more happy and said, "Mr. Murong, please come and take a seat."
Everyone present was a "big shot" in the Golden Snake Battalion and even in the anti-Qing forces. Murong Fu didn't show off, and returned the greetings to everyone in a decent manner. Finally, he glanced at the three empty seats on Yuan Chengzhi's left.
With a slight thought in his mind, he sat down in the middle position.
Yuan Chengzhi and Wen Qingqing were both stunned when they saw this, and it was hard to say anything. Wen Qingqing gave Murong Fu a vague look, obviously understanding his thoughts, but this man seemed to have done something unnecessary...
At this moment, a cold voice sounded from behind Murong Fu, "Mr. Murong, you are sitting in the wrong place. Please give way."
Murong Fu turned around and met a pair of cold eyes with a hint of sullenness. His face was delicate and graceful without losing his heroic spirit. Who else could he be if he wasn't Jiao Wan'er?
Ever since that day when Murong Fu provoked her to say that she would never like Yuan Chengzhi again, this woman seemed to have changed. She was as cold as ice to everyone, including Yuan Chengzhi, and Murong Fu was no exception.
Murong Fu looked at her carefully and said with a smile, "Why, is the name of Gang Leader Jiao engraved on this chair? Or does it mean that if you call it, it will answer your call?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces flashed a strange look, but then they thought that this person was Murong Fu, so they were not surprised.
"You..." Jiao Wan'er looked angry, but she didn't lose her mind after all.
Now there are only two seats left. No matter which one she sits in, she will be next to Murong Fu. The first one will be next to Yuan Chengzhi. Wen Qingqing can only sit there. But she turns her eyes and lands on the third empty seat to the right of Mu.
Jiansheng said, "Young Master Mu, I want to change places with you. I wonder if I can make it happen?"
Mu Jiansheng was so eager to be able to sit next to Murong Fu that he agreed without even thinking about it, "Thanks to the girl for not giving up, I'll..."
"Hmph!" Before he finished speaking, Murong Fu snorted softly and said calmly, "Young Master Mu, a person's destiny is always unpredictable in this life. No one knows what consequences your casual actions will have.
Maybe your luck for the rest of your life will be ruined just because of this one seat, so please be careful, young master."
Mu Jiansheng's face froze slightly when he heard this. How could he not hear the threat from Murong Fu? But in front of so many respectable people, if he compromised casually, how could he still hang out in the world in the future?
Just when Mu Jiansheng was about to get off the tiger, Yuan Chengzhi spoke, "Everyone, due to the rush of time, the preparations for this celebration banquet were not sufficient. I hope you can bear with me."
As she spoke, she winked at Wen Qingqing. Wen Qingqing understood and walked to Jiao Wan'er's side with a smile, "You are the same girl. My family still wants to embarrass my family. Come sit down quickly. Why are you so polite?"
Jiao Wan'er couldn't help but sit down as she was told. Mu Jiansheng on the other side smiled reluctantly and felt relieved.
At this point, the small disturbance was gone, and the atmosphere still seemed a little awkward, but this was not a problem for Wen Qingqing. After she sat down, she quickly told everyone about the incident of stealing Wu Sangui's reinforcements that night, and everyone suddenly became interested.
, everyone participated in the discussion, and soon the atmosphere became lively again.
After about an hour of burning incense, Yuan Chengzhi looked around and saw that everyone was almost there. He immediately poured a large bowl of wine, stood up slowly, and said in a loud voice, "Everyone, I believe you have been waiting for a long time. Today
This is the first celebration banquet since the establishment of our Anti-Qing Alliance. In order to celebrate an unprecedented victory, Yuan must first thank those brothers who died unfortunately. Without them, there would be no celebration banquet. Therefore,
For this first bowl of wine, Yuan Mou first pays tribute to the brothers who died in the battle at the front!"
After speaking, he turned towards Mengyin County, bowed solemnly, picked up the wine bowl and made three libations, pouring out half of the wine and drinking the remaining half.
There was silence in the hall for a while, and then everyone followed suit and stood up to pay homage to those who died in the battle.
After a simple ceremony and speech, as Yuan Chengzhi said "Let's open the table", everyone returned to their seats and began to eat and drink. For a while, they drank and exchanged glasses, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.
At the main table, although Murong Fu was eating with everyone at the same table, he seemed a little out of place, because he only focused on eating and drinking, and never talked to others. Even if someone offered him a drink, he would just pick up the wine bowl to indicate it, and then go on his own.
Although everyone was unhappy that he was eating his own food, no one dared to say anything. They simply regarded him as a transparent person and ignored him.
At this moment, a soft little hand suddenly reached under the left rib, followed by a sharp pain.
Murong Fu took a slight breath, glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw Wen Qingqing looking at him from the corner of her eye, with a look of disdain in her eyes that said she was "too embarrassed to be with him", and at the same time, a subtle voice sounded in his ear.
The voice asked, "Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost? There are so many people here, can you please stop being so rude..."
"What the hell, how dare you touch me?" Murong Fu was immediately "furious" and slapped the snake on the stick without any courtesy. He held the dishes in one hand and reached under the table with the other hand, holding Rou Yi in his backhand.
Wen Qingqing was shocked. The two of them were more than a foot apart. This distance was already very close. However, she was thin and anyone could see the slightest movement. Therefore, she did not dare to struggle and could only throw herself at Murong Fu.
A pleading look.
But Murong Fu seemed not to notice, and instead held his soft little hand and began to caress it gently.
Wen Qingqing's heart was fierce, and she used her strength on her legs to use a Shaolin heavy weight, and stepped on Murong Fu's toes.
If this foot is stepped on, even if there is no serious injury, the pain will be excruciating.
"So ruthless, you want to murder your lover..." Murong Fu cursed, turned sideways without leaving a trace, followed the changing position of his legs, drew a circle on the ground, and instantly removed all the force of the thousand-jin drop, followed by a picture
He shrunk and clamped the beauty's legs.
Wen Qingqing's complexion changed slightly, but she was quick to think. She suddenly picked up the wine glass with her free left hand, turned her head and smiled at Murong Fu, "Mr. Murong, I heard from Mrs. Wen that you were the first to get Wu Sangui's intention to attack the county town that night.
I received the news, and then asked Mrs. Wen to go and report the news, which is a great achievement. I would like to express my gratitude with this cup. I wonder if the master appreciates it?"
As soon as she said this, everyone's attention turned to Murong Fu.
"What a little fox." Murong Fu smiled bitterly. Under such circumstances, it was naturally impossible for him to hold on to her hand any longer. He quickly let go, picked up the wine glass and toasted back, saying a few words: "No need."
You're welcome," "It's a trivial matter," and so on.
Wen Qingqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and started talking to others, but she no longer dared to reach under the table. What should she do with her legs...
Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly stiffened and her face quickly turned red. It turned out that a hot palm had already been placed on her thigh, and it was tending to penetrate deeper.
"A scoundrel, a scoundrel, a pervert, actually... actually dare to do it in public..." Wen Qingqing cursed in her heart. She never thought that this person would be so bold, with so many pairs of eyes staring at him.
, even Yuan Chengzhi was sitting next to her, he actually dared to...
"Qingqing, Qingqing, what's wrong with you?" But Yuan Chengzhi saw her expression was different and asked with concern.
"Ah, I...I'm fine." Wen Qingqing quickly came to her senses, her cheeks were even hotter, her heart was in her throat, she stroked her forehead, and tried her best to say in a calm tone, "Maybe she's a little drunk.
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"Really?" A look of confusion flashed across Yuan Chengzhi's face, and he reminded him, "Master Hu asked you something, why didn't you answer?"
"Huh?" Wen Qingqing was embarrassed and asked subconsciously, "What did Master Hu ask me?"
Yuan Chengzhi shook his head helplessly, and then looked at Emperor Hu De apologetically, "My wife is very drunk and may be a little drunk. Please don't blame me for being rude."
"Hahaha, King Yuan's words are serious," Emperor Hu De smiled nonchalantly, "Although your lady is a woman, she is still a girl. It is rare to drink so many cups with us. How can we do it again?"
It is not rude to blame her harshly. Besides, there is nothing rude about what happened at the wine table. It’s just that your wife is too drunk, so only you, my husband, can drink the rest of the wine."
As soon as these words came out, others immediately agreed, "Yes, yes, Mrs. Yuan doesn't have to drink, but King Yuan can't refuse. Come, come, let's toast King Yuan together. We won't come home until we get drunk today."
"You won't come home until you're drunk."
Yuan Chengzhi naturally had no reason to refuse, and immediately started drinking with everyone.
What he didn't notice was that his nominal wife had already become as charming as silk, with a mysterious look on her face, almost so soft that she was lying on the table.