The living room of the Liu family was so quiet that you could hear needles dropping. Liu Zhi'an, Song Yu, Song Qing, Liu Dashao, Liu Mingli, and An Jianghe looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and no one spoke.
Song Qing hung his head and said nothing. He was speechless by Liu Zhi'an's retort "You are my uncle," so he could only use silence to express his position.
Song Yu's words of "virtuous brother" were also blocked by Liu Zhi'an, who pretended not to hear.
After Mrs. Liu and a group of women arranged the food and drinks, she went to the backyard. Women were never present at the men's banquet tables, let alone two guests, Song Yu and Song Qing.
The atmosphere at the scene was once awkward. Young Master Liu tried to smooth things over, but the old man glared back with a cold look. As for the little guy Liu Mingli, he was already silenced by the atmosphere at the scene.
Liu Zhi'an suddenly stood up and slapped open the mud seal on the wine jar and poured a large bowl of wine. After putting down the wine jar, he picked up the large bowl and drank it all in one gulp. Then he threw it heavily on the table and gasped.
He suddenly slammed the table and startled everyone present.
Even Song Yu, who was sitting there motionless, gave a slight thump.
Liu Zhi'an pulled the chair half a step away and kicked on the chair like a reckless man: "The three prodigal heroes of Jiangnan, what a good reputation they have been ruined by you, Song Dalang, Song Dalang, you have gone too far.
, Take your son and nephew to visit a brothel, you still have no shame, do you still know the shame? How old are you? I don’t know how to push the waves ahead. Others are like the waves behind the Yangtze River pushing the waves ahead. Each generation is stronger than the previous generation. You are better, predecessors.
One wave overwhelms the other, and you are boundless. If your uncle takes a concubine to your nephew, is there any royal law or heavenly law? Song Dalang, Song Dalang, what do you want me to say about you? I regard you as a brother.
, are you fucking cheating your nephew like this?"
Liu Zhi'an muttered a lot, and saliva flew all over Song Yu's face. Song Yu couldn't help but hide back, but he still couldn't avoid Liu Zhi'an's spit like a fountain.
Song Yu wiped the saliva on his face in disgust. A trace of embarrassment flashed across his face, but Song Yu still straightened up forcefully. Looking at Liu Zhi'an, who was at war with him, he also suddenly stood up and pulled Liu Zhi'an away.
He was startled: "Song Dalang, what do you want to do? Do you still want to take action? This is my territory. If you dare to do anything, I will beat you up. Do you believe it?"
Song Yu also poured a bowl of wine and drank it, then slammed the table and looked at Liu Zhi'an without hesitation: "Liu Erlang, please pay attention to the way you talk to me. I am your eldest brother.
His grandma's life has been like a dog these years. I have become a dog. I haven't seen anyone for a year, but my temper has grown up very quickly. Have you eaten shit? You have such a loud tone. How dare you talk to your elder brother like this?
,If I can’t hold you down, why do you still want to go to heaven?”
Song Qingliu and the other four were so shocked that their jaws dropped to the ground. Are these two people who are scolding like gangsters really the humble and polite Liu Zhi'an, the richest man in Jiangnan, and the majestic Minister of War Song Yu? I'm afraid they are compared to
It's not as good as a ruffian.
Several people swallowed their saliva and looked at each other and immediately lowered their heads. Song Dalang and Liu Erlang, don't they have such nicknames? It seems that they know some terrible secret.
Ha, bah, Liu Zhi'an spat on the ground: "You still have the nerve to say that you are my eldest brother. Are there any people like you who are eldest brothers? Are there any people like you who are uncles? Take my son to a brothel to take a concubine.
, you are bullshit, you are not qualified at all, calling you big brother is just to give God face, when I was blind and became sworn brother with you, you really regarded yourself as a green onion, and you didn't even take a piss and take a picture,
Why am I peeing? Brother, ha, bah."
After finishing speaking, Liu Zhi'an spat on the ground again.
"Hey, Liu Erlang, Liu Erlang, you are really short of stature and have such a bad temper. Why am I unqualified? What's wrong with me taking concubines for my nephew? It's natural for a man to have three wives and four concubines. It's the same for me to take concubines for Zhi'er.
For the sake of the prosperity of the Liu family, don't be ungrateful. Zhi'er can take concubines because of his ability. If you have the ability, go take a concubine yourself. Your younger brothers and sisters can't kill you. You don't have the ability to get jealous of your son and take a concubine. That's all you can do.
, Zhi'er was knighted at a young age, you old boy didn't even pass the imperial examination, I am the Minister of War, you dare to talk to me like this, without my help these years, how can you, Jiangnan Liu, sit so firmly? Please, please
Pay attention to the manner in which you talk to me."
"Oh, bah, let's talk about feelings, right?" Liu Zhi'an bent down and took out a jar of wine from the bottom of the table and placed it heavily on the table: "After you've done this, let me talk about feelings for you. You can help me, and I can go.
It's yours. If I hadn't supported you with money to study, you would have starved to death on the Qinhuai River. If I hadn't gone to Yanyu Pavilion to fish for you, you would have been beaten to death by thugs. Your pants were even leaky.
You're still a prostitute, you don't look that good, and you're quite addicted. How can you talk about feelings with me?"
Song Yu's eyes twitched when he saw the cow and horse being slapped on the table by Liu Zhi'an. The cow and horse could be regarded as the strongest wine in the Dalong Dynasty. If he really wanted to keep doing it, he would have to drink it under the table.
"Dad, uncle"
"Dad, uncle"
"Speak, sir, and get out of here, little brat." Liu Zhi'an scolded in unison.
Young Master Song Qingliu lowered his head in a depressed manner, trying to persuade them not to drink such strong wine when they were older, but there was nothing they could do if they didn't appreciate it.
Song Yu poured himself another bowl of wine and drank it. Liu Zhi'an also drank a bowl without giving in and stared at each other eagerly.
Song Yu wiped the drink from the corner of his mouth: "Liu Erlang, you can tell the truth, right? Don't forget that when I was the governor of Yizhou, you forgot to bring your money to a prostitute in Yizhou. Who did it?
You were redeemed from the brothel. If it weren't for my help, you would have been hanging on the door of the brothel for three days. I have heard of eating overlord meals, but this is the first time I have seen a female overlord. You
It’s an eyesore to me. If I hadn’t helped to cover you up, if this matter had spread to the ears of my younger siblings, you would have shed your skin even if you died, and you still had the nerve to say it.”
"Yes, it was you who caught me, but when I got the money and returned for the second time, you were more happy with those two Orchid from the Western Regions than anyone else. You spent my money and complained about me. It's just your little salary.
My sister-in-law can't even afford the rouge and gouache. You still want to hook up with a prostitute. It's hard for you to drink. If you have the ability, don't look for me to cry for poverty when you are in Yizhou. Hey, who was holding my hand and licking his face? Brother, you want it?
If you don't help me, I'll have to sell my pants, and you won't be polite when you accept my money."
They groaned three times in succession. Young Master Liu, Song Qing, brother An Gouer and the three of them couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. They wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.
Liu Mingli had no idea what the two of them were talking about, and could only look at the two eldest brothers who had been working hard, and the uncle and the old man who were exposing each other with blank expressions on their faces.