Meng Xinghe just refused politely. The young men at the table opposite seemed to have been slapped in the face. They were self-sufficient and pampered. They immediately came over without any good intentions. They stood next to Meng Xinghe and said angrily: "You were scolding just now. who."
Meng Xinghe smiled and said nothing. He just kept his expression unchanged. He poured himself a glass of fragrant wine and tasted it with great enjoyment.
The other three businessmen at the same table were all fairly thin-skinned people. Meng Xinghe ignored them. To them, it was not a dissatisfaction. When doing business in the past, they had received few scoldings. They had practiced it for a long time. Shameless.
Being ignored by others is simply a shame and a great humiliation. These talented people are all good-looking people. In the fast land of Dongdu, they can be regarded as respectable people. And Mingyue Tower is the fastest spreading philistine in Dongdu. Maybe in a short while, the incident about the three of them being ridiculed by some businessmen in Mingyue Tower will spread in the eastern capital.
Someone was already pointing and talking in low voices. It seemed that rumors about what had just happened had begun. Several talented people looked at each other and focused their attention on a tall and somewhat handsome man among them.
"Brother Quchi, face, face of the academy." A young master whispered and looked around the Accord, indicating that the surrounding situation was extremely unfavorable to them.
The young man in white, whom he called Brother Quchi, stepped forward and said, "Look at me," as if he had been given a great entrustment. He walked up to Meng Xinghe as if he was very confident, stretched out his palm and knocked on their table several times. He said rather arrogantly: "Are you deaf? Or mute? Didn't you see that I was talking to you just now?"
He yelled loudly, showing off the dignity he had just been snubbed by Meng Xinghe. The young man named Brother Qu Chi looked at everyone arrogantly, as if he was showing off his happiness when he said something bad.
When someone suddenly interrupted his drinking session, Meng Xinghe suddenly turned around and glared at Brother Quchi. Then he casually poured the wine glass in his hand over him. The glass was full of wine, not a drop left. All of it splashed on Brother Quchi's face and wet the upper part of his clothes.
"Go away..." Meng Xinghe said coldly, and threw the previous cup on the ground. With a "clang", the relatively high-end Accord in Mingyue Building suddenly became quieter. "Waiter, bring up a new cup. Otherwise, I will destroy your Mingyue Tower." Meng Xinghe said domineeringly. The prodigal aura exuding from him is difficult for people to imitate. Meng Xinghe was originally a prodigal. The entire Meng family compound was also defeated by him. You don't need to deliberately pretend to be that kind of corrupt temperament. Every move you make is natural.
Although the status of a businessman is low, no matter what dynasty or generation he is in, he is always a person who has food and is not in a hurry. Meng Xinghe's image and temperament are very similar to that of a dandy young master from a wealthy family. Although the young man named Brother Quchi can't stop being angry, he can't stop. Dare to fight with this kind of dandy who doesn’t know his background. It was wrong for him to disturb others just now because of his drunkenness. It is reasonable for him to get wet all over. I will take the soft rather than the hard. Seeing Meng Xinghe’s appearance is very strange. Strong. Brother Qu Chi stepped back a little, wiped his wet face with the lapel of his clothes, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll ask you again. Who were you scolding just now?"
Meng Xinghe smiled softly and said: "This drunk duck is really good. Don't stop, everyone. Move your chopsticks." Ignoring the people next to him who were asking questions, Meng Xinghe moved his chopsticks naturally.
Mr. Chai and Meng Xinghe were old partners. His dandyism was evident even without studying. He chewed a few mouthfuls of the drunken duck and spat the bones on the young master next to the table with a "poof" sound. Very cool. Totally dandy.
Boss Deng and Jiang Yefeng are upright people. They have never seen such a corrupt scene between them. They just smiled faintly and moved the chopsticks in their hands in agreement. They didn't take Brother Quchi's words seriously at all.
Which one is unbearable? This situation is not only embarrassing, but also humiliating. Brother Qu Chi clenched his fists tightly. He endured it again and again, but finally he couldn't bear it anymore. At that time, he was bullied like this. He suddenly said angrily: "Despicable people bring humiliation to themselves." He cursed. Then he turned around and said to everyone present in the Mingyue Tower Accordance: "Everyone can see it. It was this despicable person who was rude first. I, Yao Quchi, am here today. I'm asking you for a testimony. I'm asking this despicable person for some tips. If I lose even one and a half moves to him in terms of literary talent, I'll send him off to Mingyue Tower in three steps. If I'm lucky enough to win, I'd like everyone to uphold justice. .Let me recover my humiliating reputation. Let this despicable person kneel down and apologize to me."
Yao Quchi finally took the risk. Seeing that Meng Xinghe was such a dandy, he couldn't offend him openly, so he simply decided to fight against the odds and issued a challenge in front of everyone. This was tantamount to forcing Meng Xinghe to agree to his advice. He considers himself to be the most knowledgeable person in the Eastern Capital. And Meng Xinghe is a dandy. He must have very little ink in his chest. Yao Quchi has confidence in himself.
Meng Xinghe didn't care at all about this kind of discussion in public. Although he knew that in this era, a person must unconditionally accept others asking for advice in public. But Meng Xinghe just didn't like this. He didn't seem to care at all. He said: "Xiao Er .Two more plates of drunken duck and a bottle of fragrant wine."
Guests are treated with respect. The waiter brought Meng Xinghe what he wanted. Meng Xinghe continued: "Do you have a clean white cloth?"
"Yes." The waiter quickly brought a clean white cloth for Meng Xinghe.
Meng Xinghe quickly took it and wrapped the two plates of drunken duck brought by the waiter in white cloth. He held the bottle of fragrant wine in one hand and said to the three of them: "We are full of wine and food. We should go back. This drunken man Duck. Take it back to the two little darlings in the inn and let them have a taste."
No one expected Meng Xinghe to say such a sentence. The three of them nodded and prepared to get up and evacuate Mingyue Tower. They did not take Yao Quchi's advice seriously at all.
Yao Quchi blocked Meng Xinghe's way. Seeing that Meng Xinghe wanted to escape, he must have a guilty conscience and did not dare to compete with himself. In this way, his wish was not fulfilled. Yao Quchi said seriously: "What? Are you afraid? "Yao Quchi laughed loudly in front of everyone. When he said it, his face showed the excitement after revenge.
Meng Xinghe pushed away Yao Quchi's hand that was about to intercept him, and walked downstairs alone. It didn't matter how others looked at him. He was used to this kind of cold-eyed scene. His face was tougher than an iron wall, and he was invulnerable.
Seeing that Meng Xinghe wanted to run away without a fight, Yao Quchi seized the opportunity to regain the face he had lost earlier. He sneered and said, "You can leave if you want. Kneel down and kowtow to me first to admit your mistake. Then I will let you go." Yao Quchi found Meng Xinghe's death. I decided that he just didn't dare to compete with me in terms of literary talent. So in front of Meng Xinghe, I tried to suppress his reputation. Even if Meng Xinghe didn't kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistake, Yao Quchi also saved the face he had insulted before. I felt a bad breath.
"Second brother, do you still remember what happened when we were in Taoyuan?" Just when Yao Quchi was making further progress, Meng Xinghe suddenly stopped and said while standing on the stairs of the Accord on the second floor.
Mr. Chai didn't understand what Meng Xinghe was referring to. In Taoyuan, the two of them did a lot of things. They visited brothels, drank wine, and even climbed the walls of Chunxiang Tower. These crimes were countless. If Meng Xinghe doesn’t explain it clearly, Mr. Chai really doesn’t know.
Meng Xinghe took a deep breath and said: "The moon is dark and the wind is high, so the snakes can be released."
It was such a familiar poem. Mr. Chai suddenly realized. Isn't this a limerick that Meng Xinghe wrote when he was still studying in Taoyuan County? Not to mention, the third brother at that time had quite a bit of literary talent. It was dark and windy for a long time. Snake. I can think of appropriate sentences for this kind of metaphor. It is obvious that I have learned it in a hidden way. Although Mr. Chai knew that the poem Meng Xinghe was describing some kind of indecent behavior. But dealing with Yao Quchi, it was simply too much. Tailor made to suit him best.
"That's right. The moon is dark and the wind is high, so snakes can be released." Mr. Chai immediately laughed lewdly and said, "Yao Quchi, what do you want to compete with? Are we still afraid of you?"
"That's good." Yao Quchi put away the folding fan in his hand, walked a few steps forward and said, "You ask the question first."
"Third brother, why are you being so modest? Kill this brat who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth." Mr. Chai already knew that Meng Xinghe would definitely beat Yao Quchi. He had already found a stool and sat down, ready to watch the show.
In this case, let's come up with a question. Meng Xinghe smiled slyly, and there was a bit of lewdness on his face. Yao Quchi is a talented scholar and a serious scholar. What question can stump him all at once? Meng Xinghe does not copy the eternal absolutes of later generations. It was difficult for him, so he simply said: "Yao Caizi, please listen carefully." Meng Xinghe almost couldn't help laughing and said: "The widow takes a bath."
After hearing these four words, curses came from all around. What kind of question is this? It is obviously insulting to gentlemen.
Yao Quchi was confidently preparing to answer, but when he heard Meng Xinghe's question, his face suddenly turned red. He hesitated and couldn't say a word for a long time.
I know that those of you who have never visited the kilns often don't know the slang inside. Meng Xinghe shook his head and said: "Yao Caizi, I don't know if you can answer it. If you can't answer it, then I will ask the next question."
Yao Quchi was so anxious that he could not speak. He had known that Meng Xinghe was a dandy. With the ink in his chest, he thought that he was either a bachelor or a widow. He had really suffered from him.
"If you can't answer, don't force it. You must know the following." Meng Xinghe suddenly laughed and said, "Second question. A monk gets married."
This question was even more serious. Yao Quchi didn't even have a chance to speak. They considered themselves knowledgeable and talented, but how could they answer such a question that they had no idea how to answer.
Still couldn't answer. It's really rare. Meng Xinghe sighed and said, "For the third question, I'll just give you a couplet."
Yao Quchi heard that Meng Xinghe was going to play a pair. This was his specialty. He could finally move back to a game. He only had to ask three questions later. Meng Xinghe couldn't answer any of them. That meant he lost. Yao Quchi was confident and ready to play. Meng Xinghe's pair.