The most powerful minister in the world

The tea was fragrant, and the three of them sat down. Six or seven girls were waiting on the side. Sometimes they were twisting fans, smiling without saying a word, and sometimes they were delicate and flirtatious.

There is smoke curling up inside the house, the charming aroma of agarwood plus the scent of daughter, I wonder if this young man in this world can move his legs?

Seeing Gu Chengxiao's uncomfortably hugging expression, Jingxi and Feng Zhuoyi leaned against each other's shoulders and whispered to each other. They hadn't seen each other for more than ten days. How could a person change so much?

Gu Chengxiao was already drunk. The past few days of drunkenness and dreaming had given him great pleasure. He held a grape in the girl's delicate hand and murmured: "Ah, Brother Jing, Brother Feng, I, Gu, have lived for nearly twenty years, and thinking about what I did yesterday, I feel deeply regretful today."

"What's the pity?"

"Of course it's a pity that I couldn't enter this romantic place earlier, which makes people forget to leave!"

Hearing this, the corners of Jing Xi and Feng Zhuoyi's mouths twitched. Looking at the wine bowl that Gu Chengxiao forcibly raised, they shook their heads helplessly and started drinking along with them.

Looking at the wine jars, they were emptying one after another. The three of them still had no intention of stopping, but the girls waiting on them were a little discouraged.

Seeing that the three of them were just enjoying their drinks and not teasing them, I originally thought that even if they didn't catch their eyes, they would at least be able to feast their eyes on it.

But now, look at the three of them, they are just drunkards who have just been carried out of the wine cellar. They are holding each other's arms, their faces are touching, and their breath can make someone drunk.

As the sun gradually set, Jingxi burped, stood up unsteadily, and was about to walk out the door. Gu Chengxiao quickly stopped him and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Hiccup~" Jingxi half-squinted his eyes, curled up slightly, and pointed with his fingers in confusion, "Young Master, I, I, I'm going to go talk to that Mr. Liu."

"Hey~ There's no need to go. Mr. Liu is on the top floor, and there are many guards around him. I think he must be at least a seventh-level master. Brother Jing, you'd better not feel uncomfortable."

"Hey~ I don't like hearing what you are saying. He, he, damn, is awesome. How can he be better than me?"

Gu Chengxiao snorted, put his hand on Jingxi's shoulder, slowly raised his drooped forehead, and drooped his eyelids. He was about to speak, but he suddenly flew backwards in the next second.

Jingxi was shocked. He turned around and saw two young men in gray and blue plain clothes standing at the door. One of them patted his foot that was raised in the air.

"Who dares to beat me in front of me, young master? Look at me, young master, I don't... um, um..."

Just when Jing Xi was talking, Feng Zhuoyi rushed behind him, covered his mouth, and whispered behind him: "Second Young Master, don't move, this is a family matter." ?”

"Ok??"

Jingxi patted Feng Zhuoyi's hand and asked, "Family affairs? Oh, it's his family who came to mention him, right? It's not so harsh, right? Isn't he the eldest son and grandson of the Gu family?"

"Um..." Feng Zhuoyi squeezed Jingxi's shoulder to tell him to change direction, "Well, second young master, let's turn our backs to save him some face."

"What are you talking about, why don't I understand a word of it?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhuoyi spread his hands and coughed twice and said, "Then let's just watch. Hey, you all go out first. In half an hour, Mr. Jing will be rewarded."

Upon seeing this, the girls carefully avoided the two people at the door and retreated. The moment the two doors caught up, the newcomers took out a ruler as long as an arm's length from their sleeves.

Under the gaze of two pairs of big eyes, Jing Xi and Feng Zhuoyi brutally beat Gu Chengxiao, well, family education.

To describe the severity of it this way, when half an hour passed, Jingxi had already sobered up more than half of his wine, and the woolen blanket was almost stained with blood and bled when he stepped on it.

From the inside of the house to the corridor at the door and all the way to the stairs, the two lines of blood stains were drawn straight without any break.

Things happened suddenly and ended unexpectedly. Even now, Jingxi still stares with big eyes, thinking about what happened.

Until Feng Zhuoyi patted his shoulder and swallowed, "You'll get used to it just by looking at it."

Jingxi turned back and rubbed his brows and said, "Isn't this family tradition a bit too strong?"

"Where did he come from? It must be because it's almost the Qingming Festival, otherwise he would have to break a leg. I forgot that one time the year before last, I took him to listen to a song by a singer who was a real entertainer but not a prostitute. When I found out, I beat him until he couldn't get out of bed for half a year."

"During the Chinese New Year, I went to see him and was beaten out by his family members."

In this regard, what else could Jingxi do besides simply extending a thumbs up to express his attitude?

He rubbed his face, looked at the sky that was gradually shrouded in darkness, yawned and said: "I have to go back, I'm so frightened all of a sudden, Damn, when I was fighting in Surabaya City It’s not that thrilling.”

"Hey, I'll give it to you."

In just a moment, Jingxi had already reached the stairs, and without looking back he said behind him: "I'm going to go back instead of taking the carriage, just in time to sober up."

The night beside the West Lake in Hangzhou is very lively. Countless red lanterns are hung in front of the tall buildings, and the lights in each colorful building are bright, illuminating the entire street as if it were daytime.

But Jingxi just doesn't like to walk on the main road when he is alone, and prefers to walk in the dark and obscure alleys. Don't ask, it is our young master's special hobby.

At this time, Jingxi was walking back leisurely with his hands folded on the back of his head, whistling.

It was just after dark at this time, and in such an alley with extremely poor visibility, it was easiest to do some shady things.

"Hehe, this girl is so handsome. I have been following her for three days. When she came to the Caiju Building to look for work, I set my sights on her. How come, brothers, you are not lying. You guys?"

"Have you the nerve to tell me, isn't she good at kung fu? If I hadn't prepared the sweat medicine in advance and put it in my sleeve arrows, the three of us would have left it in her hands."

"Hey~ don't worry about such a trivial matter. You've already succeeded anyway. What do you think? Should we drag it back and deal with it later, or should we solve it on the spot?"

"Hey, it's almost Qingming Festival. Who's so lazy at night? I can't wait any longer to walk through such a small alley. Let's have a taste of it first."

Just when several of the disciples were about to take action, Jingxi, who was the first to take advantage of the situation, leaned against the wall at the corner and yawned: "Hey, hey, let me explain in advance, I didn't come here because I was so idle. of."

The sudden sound frightened the three disciples. The one with the arrow in his sleeve turned around and shot Jingxi an arrow.

How could such a trivial trick hurt Jing Xi? He pinched it with two fingers, and with a click, the arrow in his sleeve fell to the ground.

Looking at his shining amber eyes in the dark night, he was like the Lord of Hell. In less than three breaths, the three disciples were beaten to the point of crying.

Jingxi clapped his hands, burped, found a rope from the rotten basket on the side, and tied it to the big willow tree.

Then he came back and crouched down, looking at the girl lying on the ground in the dim moonlight, and shouted: "Idiot~"