There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

The pottery merchant sighed, shook his head helplessly, and said: "You can't do it this way. Mi Heng's temper, cursing skills, and fighting skills are all among the best in the world. If you say something unpleasant, unless you come to It is too difficult to find someone in the market circle to deal with him."

Chen Deng's face turned red, but he couldn't refute the pottery merchant, but through today's conversation, he could see clearly that it was really impossible to use conventional means to catch Mi Heng's pigtails or deal with him. .

"What's your opinion, Tai Tuo?"

The potter turned his head and asked Guo Jia, "Is Mi Heng a nobleman from Qingzhou?"

Guo Jia said indifferently: "Not a noble family, but he is the younger brother of Shuxiang from Pingyuan County. I heard that his family style is very strict. Since his ancestors, he has never married a talented woman who is not virtuous and virtuous. He regards his family's threshold as extremely high. , so your family is thin, and there is only a strict old father, a virtuous wife, and a two-year-old young son in the family."

"Has Mi Heng stayed at home all these years?" The potter asked.

Guo Jia shook his head, and said, "Not exactly, I spend more time traveling around."

Qingzhou is relatively close to Xuzhou. With the ability of the school affairs office, it is not difficult at all to investigate the well-known figures in Qingzhou to the bottom of the sky.

Especially when Mi Heng came to Xuzhou recently, Guo Jia naturally collected his personal information carefully.

After hearing Guo Jia's words, the Tao merchant had a clue in his mind. He tapped lightly on the table and said, "Scholarly family, virtuous wife, strict family style, old father is quite strict, isn't it?"

"Yes!"

"Okay!" The pottery merchant reached out to pat the table and said, "The school affairs office is ordered to go to his ancestral home secretly, and send someone to bring his old father, wife and children to Pengcheng. In addition, send someone to check on Mi Heng carefully." The details, including which famous mountains and great rivers he has visited and what he has done in these years, don't let go of even the smallest details."

Hearing the chatter of the pottery merchant, Guo Jia felt somewhat uncomfortable.

He felt bad for Mi Heng.

When a person surnamed Tao generally behaves like this, he must be severely punished, and he will not show mercy at all.

Mi Heng was idle in the post house for a while, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry. The pottery offered him delicious food and drink every day, and he didn't refuse.

If you are a proud and strong man, you should be as stable as Mount Tai and not afraid of power.

A few days later, the pottery merchant sent someone to send a letter, telling Mi Heng that he was going to hold a banquet in Xuzhou, and invited the chiefs of the gentry, well-known students, and celebrities from various counties in the territory to celebrate Xu. The land of Yang has a good weather this year , The grain is plentiful.

Ever since the Xuzhou students played against him last time, Mi Heng had developed an opinion on the pottery merchant, and this time he also sneered at his invitation.

But Mi Heng is happy and not afraid.

Eat as soon as you eat, I am afraid that you will use some tricks to make it work?

Although there are thousands of people, I will go!

Five days later, in the main courtyard of the prefecture's mansion, pottery merchants held a grand banquet, inviting all the civil and military celebrities in Xuzhou, and allowed the celebrities and scholars to bring their family members, but the female family members needed to be in the back seats.

Mi Heng tidied himself up, and walked into the compound of the State Shepherd's Mansion with his head held high.

As soon as he entered Zhou Mu's mansion, he heard a familiar and stern voice saying: "Heng'er!"

Mi Heng showed a rare expression of astonishment, turned to look at the source of the voice, but saw the familiar stern face of his long-lost father.

Even his virtuous wife and cute little son.

"Father, why are you here?"

To put it bluntly, the old man You and You Heng have completely dead virtues in terms of temperament. Wherever the two of you stop, you always look at the sky with your nostrils, overlooking Cangxiong, like a coquettish bastard.

There is nothing left to see!

"It was Taifu Taoshang who sent someone to invite us here, saying that you are a high-ranking person here, so is it possible to take us to Xuzhou to enjoy shade?" You old man's tone was severe, and it was obvious at a glance that it was not a kind person. stubble.

Don't look at Mi Heng's swaying to the sky, in front of his father, he completely restrained his edge, cupped his hands and said: "This matter is a long story, alas! The pottery merchant didn't entrust me with any important tasks."

Your old man raised his thick eyebrows: "My son is an inexhaustible talent, enough to quell the troubled times! How can he not grant authority?"

You Heng cleared his throat, and from his own extreme point of view, he narrated to the old man what happened after he came to Xuzhou.

The old man blew his beard and stared angrily, with a bad breath in his chest, depressed and hard to come out.

"My son is so capable! How can someone surnamed Tao treat me so poorly! He also persuaded all the students from Xuzhou to attack me together? Is it tolerable or unbearable? No! I have to argue with him about this reason. Clear! If it doesn’t work, we father and son will join forces and scold him together!”

Hearing that he had his father backing him up, Mi Heng suddenly became more confident and his back became harder.

"Yes, the big deal is that our father and son call him a bloody sprinkler. In front of so many people, if he kills our father and son, our father and son will be immortalized forever."

After the banquet started, everyone exchanged cups and exchanged cups to celebrate each other. It was a happy and peaceful scene.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, the potter took advantage of the wine and suddenly pointed at Mi Heng.

"I have heard for a long time that you are elegant. You are not only an outstanding literary genius, but also a master of rhythm. There are newly-made drums in the hall. Why don't you play them to entertain your guests and friends."

Mi Heng sneered and didn't refuse, then stood up and went straight to the big drum.

Seeing that the potter mistreated his elegant and virtuous son as a dish, the old man trembled with anger.

When Mi Heng came to the big drum, a drummer said to him, "The Lao drum needs new clothes."

Mi Heng was not used to it at all, and immediately took off his shirt, shirtless, stood naked, picked up the drum hammer, and began to beat the music Yuyang Sanluo.

Seeing Mi Heng playing the drum naked, the old man looked angry.

A smile appeared on the corner of the potter's mouth.

This is your father and son holding back their big move, it is the rhythm before the storm is approaching.

The rivalry has begun.

Chapter 482 The Confrontation Between Tao and You

I have to admit that Mi Heng is indeed quite capable of being a gentleman.

A pass through Yuyang Sanluo was struck by his hand, and the syllables were very wonderful, and there was a sound of gold and stone in the abyss.Those sitting on the scene listened to it, and all of them shed tears generously.

It's just that he is shirtless and naked, which is a bit offensive.

Tao Shang smiled and watched Mi Heng finish playing the drum naked there, before he said slowly: "It seems inappropriate for you to be naked in public, this kind of behavior is too ugly, do you have any quality?" at all?"

Mi Heng is just painting Dao Dao at this moment, waiting for the potter to criticize him!

Seeing that he didn't feel ashamed, he threw the two drumsticks directly on the ground, and strode towards the potter with strides.

The pottery merchant looked at him calmly, but he didn't panic at all.

The old man You, who was sitting at the side table, also stepped forward with his head held high, and stood in front of the potter with his shirtless son.

The two of them looked up at the potter with their nostrils up high and proud.

The potter wished he could take the oranges on the wine table and block those four nostrils.