The reborn sycophant

There was a buzzing sound in his head, Wei Chuyan couldn't hold the teacup firmly, accidentally choked on the tea, coughed softly a few times, a layer of pink gradually appeared on his normally fair face.

Zhao Ji's eyes lit up, and then he found that the people at the table were all looking at Wei Chuyan boldly or implicitly. For a while, no one could look away.

She immediately felt unwell, and she couldn't have an attack, so she picked up the teacup and took a big sip. The lukewarm tea flowed through her intestines and stomach, not only did not extinguish the fire in her heart, but made her feel even more agitated.

Fortunately, everyone just lost their composure for a moment, and soon everyone came back to their senses. Thinking of their reaction just now, they couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Hou Yong was the one who woke up the fastest among them. He had previously guessed that Wei Chuyan and the young master were That kind of relationship, now that this idea is even more firm, how dare you look at Wei Chuyan again?

Just now, the tea spilled a little, and waited until Wei Chuyan calmed down, then he took the teapot to refill her tea, Wei Chuyan was empty in his heart, and had no intention of drinking more tea, so he pressed the button when he saw it. Teacup mouth, shook his head.

"But this tea is not to your liking? Please wait a moment, I will call someone to change a pot of tea."

With His Highness present, the person who was rejected by her was a little apprehensive, so he asked quickly, Wei Chuyan forced a smile, originally wanted to refuse directly, but when he met Zhao Jiruowu's eyes, he changed his mind, with a strange look on his face, Then he said meaningfully: "Yeah, this tea was brewed somehow, it turned out to be a bit sour, I didn't notice it just now, I drank a couple of gulps, now the roots of my teeth seem to have been bitten into sour plums."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone looked at the teapot in confusion. When they arrived at Chunfeng Building, they were all drinking before, and only Mrs. Xiaowei was willing to drink tea. Now she said that the tea was a bit sour. Everyone was surprised, but they didn't agree There is no doubt about this.Only Hou Yong, after hearing what Wei Chuyan said, he couldn't even hold the jug firmly. With a crisp sound, everyone looked over. In their puzzled eyes, Hou Yong hammered his head, lying like a drunkard. At the table, I wish I was really drunk to death.

According to legend, there was a rich businessman who wanted to take a concubine, but his family had a shrewd wife, who later went to the court. The county magistrate was surprised, and ordered the shrewd wife to choose between drinking poisoned wine and making her husband take a concubine. The woman actually snatched the poisoned wine and drank it without changing her face.Only afterwards did I realize that the poisoned wine was not real poisoned wine, but vinegar.

Just now Master Xiaowei said that the tea is sour... This is not the sourness of sour plum, it is clearly the sourness of sour vinegar.

Hou Yong understood very well, thinking about what he heard today, he was very worried that his highness would silence him afterwards.

Wei Chuyan's words were originally meant to be heard by Zhao Ji, but now seeing Hou Yong's reaction, she also understood that her previous worries had really come true, and when she was thinking about how to deal with this matter for a while, the back of her feet suddenly felt a little awkward. Heavy, and then, there was a pain, like being stepped on by someone, and then crushed hard.

Calmly clenched his fists, Wei Chuyan turned his head and glanced at Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji was continuing the conversation with Yang Jia, his face was bright, but the strength of his feet did not decrease at all, Wei Chuyan had no choice but to, After stepping on her twice again, I felt the mischievous foot slowly move away.

"Oh? So this Feng Yan'er is your good friend? Then the fierce bidding before was all done by you?"

Unexpectedly, although Chu Jun came late, he still saw what happened just now. He knew that it was not elegant to fight with others for the sake of an actor. Yang Jia and others apologized in embarrassment. She didn't care about this, she figured out the whole story and knew that Wei Chuyan didn't send flowers to Feng Yaner because she really liked her, that was enough.

Yang Jia and others were worried about leaving a bad impression in front of Zhao Ji, so they explained again, but they cared about Tang Tang, and did not complain about Liu Miaomiao in front of Zhao Ji—after all, the two houses of Liu and Tang Being married, it can be regarded as both prosperity and loss. For that Liu Miaomiao, Tang Tang fights in private. She is Tang Tang's beloved younger sister, maybe the Tang House will also be affected.

"Since she is your good friend, you should marry her early and let her fall into the world like this. Although she has won the oiran at this moment and has infinite glory, she is still like a duckweed, rootless and homeless."

As Zhao Ji was speaking, seeing Yang Jia couldn't stop nodding, he thought for a while, and said to Gao Muen who was standing behind him: "Go, add six thousand flowers to Miss Feng."

Although she was angry that Wei Chuyan came to such a place, and even more sad because she gave flowers to other girls, but she believed in one thing, Wei Chuyan would not go to the banquet of insignificant people.She came here just now, and she had been in contact with these people for a while, and she could probably guess the identities and characters of these people, so she also roughly understood that the first banquet should be to make friends with these people.

That being the case, she naturally had to give Zuwei a first feast of face in front of outsiders.

As for the rest, she will slowly settle the calculations with Wei Chuyan after she returns home!

Thinking of this, Zhao Ji narrowed his eyes slightly, like a little fox, showing a faint sly light, Wei Chuyan could tell at a glance that she was scheming, and his sense of crisis was even stronger.

At this moment, in this situation, in this situation, who else is Zhao Ji thinking about besides Wei Chuyan?

If the previous atmosphere was a bit serious because of Zhao Ji's arrival, now that she sent Feng Yaner [-] flowers, everyone at the table seemed a lot more relaxed.

If Zhao Ji doesn't like it, she can leave. This move is also showing kindness to these little nobles.

As for these kindnesses, how much they can receive and how much they can give back depends on the future situation and their respective actions.

After a while, Gao Muen came back, and with the last [-] flowers thrown in, there was no sound from Liu Miaomiao's side. The oiran for tonight has been confirmed, and Zhao Ji and Ninth Sister had also come with him. The owner of the Spring Breeze Building.This person was still the same as last time, dressed in colorful clothes, with heavy makeup on his face, not like a man, but more like a woman.

The boss is also a good person, knowing who is sitting at this table, he has been cautious, but when he met Zhao Ji's gaze, he showed a more awe-inspiring expression.

His Highness the Ninth Prince is a regular visitor here, if she can bring someone here and call her Ninth Sister, if the boss still can't guess the identity of this person, there is no need to open the Spring Breeze Tower.

The eyes of the two just bumped into each other, Zhao Ji coughed lightly, and moved his eyes away.Seeing that she was pretending to be a stranger, the boss also understood. He calmed down his mood immediately, and just pretended that the god opposite was an ordinary noble son, and turned to chat with Yang Zhuang.

He also knew very well in his heart how Feng Yan'er won the position of oiran, so he congratulated Yang Zhuang, and because someone said that they served sour tea, he took out two jugs of long-preserved good wine to apologize.

After drinking a little wine, Zhao Ji bid farewell to everyone, and Wei Chuyan naturally left with her.A long time after they left, these young people who were so quiet and obedient in front of Zhao Ji just now seemed to have regained their individuality, and they started discussing what happened just now.

"As expected of that Highness, as soon as he came here, I was so scared that I didn't dare to speak for a long time."

"Your Highness is very approachable."

"Oh, I still haven't said a few words. I don't know if His Highness will remember me tomorrow."

Under the ambiguous lights of the brothel, on these young or mature faces, there was some excitement and respect, but not much fear.

This is good news for Zhao Ji.

Squeezing through the crowded crowd as when they came, passing through the brown gate, a row of bright red lanterns above their heads gradually moved away from them, along with the noise in the building.

The master came out, and the team that had been waiting outside the Chunfeng Building came alive. The horses kicked their hooves, and the carts turned the wooden wheels.But just after turning a street, the sharp-eyed Gao Muen pinched the horse's belly unnaturally, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly.

Beside the tall red horse, in the slow-moving carriage, there were some faint voices.

The rustling sound of cloth rubbing against each other, the cold female voice whimpering in pain, the girl's cold snort...Although these were very light, they still reached Gao Muen's ears, making him It is almost impossible to maintain the superficial indifference.

"What do you want to do?"

"Hiss, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

"Bastard... going to leave a mark... let go, let go."

In the man's suppressed voice, Gao Muen drove the horse and rode forward.

He didn't want to know what the master did to Master Xiao Wei inside.

In the breezy cool breeze, there were women's moaning helplessly, the occasional cold snort of a girl, and the deep smile in the eyes of someone who wanted to see Wei Chuyan suffer.

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