"Where is this Wang Shiqing coming from?"

After the group staggered back to their table, Jia Huan looked at Niu Ben and Qin Feng and asked.

Of course, he would not trust a person just by saying a few words.

Especially the teenagers in the aristocratic circle may not be very capable, but their mouths are definitely more flexible than the other.

If you really want to say good things, even ten Jia Huans are no match for others if they are stacked together.

He didn't know this person, but he thought that Niu Ben and Qin Feng, the "native" circle in the martial anniversary in Shenjing City, should be familiar with him.

Sure enough, after the two looked at each other, Niu Ben squeezed the mung bean eyes and said to Qin Feng: "Tell me, I was drinking a little hurry just now, so I have to slow down."

Qin Feng nodded, although his face was a little pale and his eyes were a little straight...

He breathed heavily and then said, "This Wang Shiqing is actually a character, and he is a bit like Brother Huan."

Jia Huan said "Oh" and said with a smile: "What do you mean? He is also a concubine and was kicked out of the mansion?"

Qin Feng laughed dryly and shook his head and said, "This is not the case, but his family was a powerful family marquis. He was a village marquis. After a lifetime, he had a prodigal son in his previous generation, and he almost suffered a disaster for his family business. He also killed himself and left him a mess to Wang Shiqing.

Not bad, others are more capable, so they took advantage of them and started some business. Although they failed to become rich again, they also earned a small fortune.

I respectfully raised my widowed mother, and my concubines and sisters were also easy to raise, so I didn't clean it up and went out...

This is fine, the most rare thing is that it is just like you. He can actually refinance himself.

It’s just limited to financial resources, and his martial arts cultivation is not high. He is only the second grade, but he has great potential.

How about it? Do you have any ideas to pull it?”

Jia Huan looked at him and said, "Why don't you pull it?"

Qin Feng laughed and said, "It's not that I'm ruthless, Brother Huan, I'm in Shenjing City like him, to be honest, it's really not a small number, and I can help you everywhere? In terms of the origin of friendship, most of them are under Rongguo back then. No one needs to be close to anyone.

When you helped the boss and Rang Ge'er, some people were jealous, and some people said strange things.

It’s just that you were still young at that time, that’s fine.

Now that you do this, it's really inappropriate.

If you help this family and don’t help that family, you will become enemies if you help this family.”

Jia Huan nodded when he heard this and said, "I am not a bodhisattva, I am a bad person.

When I was in the most difficult situation, Uncle Han took out a thousand taels of silver to help me.

You also know what happened to Uncle Han’s family at that time and how could there be any money?

I didn't know at first, so I asked for a cement cost of 1,000 taels of silver.

It was the year when Uncle Han was finally forced to take his elder brother and the others to hunt and prepare New Year's goods in the Qinling Mountains.

I spoke up so hard, but Uncle Han didn't say anything. He smiled and gave the money because he thought it was even more difficult for me.

Since Uncle Han has planted the cause, I will make the fruit.

In fact, compared with what Uncle Han did, I spent a lot of money, but I can compare my feelings with it."

Qin Feng smiled and said, "This is also the reason why everyone understood you at that time. After Uncle Niu made this aside, they themselves felt embarrassed to compete.

Otherwise, you think it's so simple to get things done?

They are all old subordinates of Rong State, so why should they only support the Han family and not the Li family of Zhao Wangsun?

Not all of them are money, the key is that they have face.

So, this time you have to be careful and don’t do things based on your temperament.”

Still worried, he reminded him again.

Jia Huan laughed, picked up the wine cup, slowly took a sip of the wine, smacked his lips, and said, "I can save it...

Brother Feng, do you think his actions today are from the inside, or... intentionally?"

When Qin Feng heard this, he shook his head and said, "It's mostly from the heart, but it must be intentional.

However, Wang Shiqing has a good character and never wants to owe everyone favors or take advantage of others...

Of course, this situation is different for you. And it is not considered as a good deal for you.

He should really want to go on the war horse again, restore his ancestors' glory, and even surpass his ancestors."

Jia Huan nodded, smiled, and suddenly sighed deeply, sighing: "After a round, I was a little disappointed. Only Wang Shiqing can catch his eye.

Wuxun Generals really fell into depravity.

Even though they were still practicing martial arts, their minds were blocked by fame and fortune early on.

It's available, but it's very useful."

Wen Bo, who had recovered from the alcohol, sneered and said, "What's so strange about this? It's not like this in all dynasties!

After staying in Fugui Village for a long time, most people will give up after they have opened their muscles and forged their bones, and then continue to enjoy their happiness after obtaining their titles and official positions.

I think it is just a little stronger than the martial arts generals of the previous Ming Dynasty, but they are also limited in strength.

It’s not that the old Fang family looks down on these bad soldiers…”

"What are you talking nonsense? Who said the old Fang family looked down on these bad soldiers? Then what are they trying to win over this year?

Go! Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t know anything about the trash of Hei Liao.

Those who don’t know would think what kind of good person is the old Fang family…”

After Niu Ben's alcohol regained a little, he was unhappy after hearing Wen Bo's words.

If you step on the nobles, you step on the nobles. Anyway, they are not very competitive.

But what do you praise the 25th boy from the ranks of the nobles of the old Fang family?

But what surprised him was that Wen Bo didn't even respond!

Niu Ben lowered his head, stared at a pair of green bean eyes, glanced up at Wen Bo, and chuckled proudly, "What, I have nothing to say, right? I really poured my head in and drink. As a nobleman, there are people who say that Lao Fang's good things..."

Before I finished speaking, I felt a sensation behind my back, and why were the faces of the brothers on the other side so strange?

Looking back quietly, Niu Ben's pair of mung beans opened his eyes wide, looking horrified as if he had seen a ghost. Looking at Fang Jing, who had a thin eyes like a knife behind him, the boss with a round mouth full of joy, his face was as dark as earth, but he squeezed out a smile and said, "Oh! Jing... Sister Jing? When did you... you came? Surprise hey! Come and sit down quickly..."

He even wiped the stool with his sleeve.

Fang Jing slowly raised her foot under the gaze of everyone, and then printed her footprints on Niu Ben's plump buttocks. Niu Ben flew out.

"Hahaha!"

The whole hall laughed loudly, and even Jia Huan and others were laughing.

It is also necessary to be kicked.

However, as Fang Jingxi's eyes glanced around like a knife, the laughter stopped abruptly, avoiding the treacherous treacherous eyes.

After everyone was quiet, Niu Ben also bypassed Fang Jing and hid across the table.

Fang Jing turned her head, pulled the dejected Li Wu from behind Fang Chong, and said directly to Jia Huan: "Brother Wu will toast you."

Jia Huan smiled when he heard this, and took a sip of the wine without caring about it. He said, "No need, Brother Li and I have already drunk it just now. Speaking of which, I will give him a toast, right, Brother Li?"

Li Wu stood there mutely, without saying a word.

Fang Jing seemed to really like Li Wu. Even if he became like this, Fang Jing's eyes that were just like a knife were surprisingly gentle at this moment. She looked at Li Wu and said, "Brother Wu, have you drunk it just now?"

Li Wu did not speak, nor did he nod or shook his head.

Seeing this, Fang Jing felt more and more uncomfortable. She turned her head, her eyes sharpened again, and she looked at Jia Huan, saying, "Drink again."

Jia Huan laughed in silence and said, "Fang Jing. You have to understand that everyone will give in to you. It's not because you are afraid that you are so powerful, but because you are a woman, that's all.

Tell me, what qualifications do you have to issue orders here?

Although you are a woman, I don’t love you, why should I listen to you?”

"boom!"

It was really a bang, and the laughter suddenly rose like thunder. With the alcohol, everyone laughed like crazy.

The first time someone dared to talk to Fang Jing like this.

Mr. Jia San, indeed, is well-deserved!

"Jia Huan, it's best to put your mouth cleaner when you speak."

Fang Chong pointed at Jia Huan with a dark face.

Jia Huan didn't say anything, with a faint and disdainful smile on his face. Niu Ben beside him said a strange smile and said, "Fang Laohu, it's best to put the dog's paws when you speak, don't point it randomly. I like to chop the dog's paws and stew the hot pot the most."

When Fang Chong heard this, his tiger's eyes narrowed tightly, and a cold light with madness emanated from his fishy yellow eyes staring at Niu Ben.

The cow was afraid of a bird, so he stared at a pair of green bean eyes and shivered with him.

Fang Jing was much simpler and neat, pointing to the ring in the middle of the lobby and said to Jia Huan: "Jia Huan, if you think you are still a man, come on stage. Don't let me look down on you, the so-called descendant of Rong Kingdom and the descendant of Ning Kingdom."

After saying that, regardless of whether Jia Huan agreed or not, he turned around and walked towards the ring.

Walking under the arena, tap your toes, and get ups and downs, then you turn over and jump onto the ring a few meters high.
To be continued...