He Shen

Steward Fu sat in the tea room and asked the second-level steward below, "Have you drawn up the menu for tomorrow's banquet? Have you bought all the chicken, duck and vegetables? What about the small show? Have you ordered it?"

"Boss, you've asked us for the third time. Don't worry about it. The preparations started three days ago. There are a dozen or so people in a small show. We've all gone through a banquet with hundreds of people. Xiaoyan, there is no need for you to ask yourself."

Steward Fu said solemnly, "They are all slaves. If the master confesses it, how can you not take care of it? You should also be careful. This is a treat from Mr. Shanbao, and it is in our garden. There is still the face of the third master in it, so cheer up." Come on! I'd rather be tired these few days, don't put the old face of several lifetimes into it!"

Hearing the words of Mr. Shanbao, several second-level managers were silent, and they all got up and said, "Let's go to check again, and be careful."

In May, when the weather was clear and bright, Fukang An ordered people to set up the banquet in a pavilion by the lake, and drink and watch a play facing a lake of blue lotus.

Shanbao has been with everyone for more than half a month. Under normal circumstances, he is gentle and courteous, and his popularity is not bad. What's more, Shanbao has only been on the job for more than half a month, and he has been promoted to two levels and received two rewards. At present, no one is stupid enough to offend him.

It's just that no matter whether he has a heart of intimacy or a little jealousy, he will inevitably pull Shan Baoer to drink a few more glasses of wine.

This wine is peach blossom wine brewed by Fukang's family, aged for three years.With insufficient stamina, he couldn't handle too much, Shanbao soon became a little smug, and his flushed face made Shanbao's face like a peach blossom, handsome and attractive.

Buyan Dalai wanted to take Shanbao to drink, Feng Sheng reached out his hand to stop his younger brother's wine glass, and persuaded with a smile, "Shanbao is still young, so you can't drink too much. Fukang'an, serve Shanbao sober soup Bar."

Shanbao propped up the table and stood up, smiling and waving his hands, "I'll go change first, brothers drink slowly."

"I'll accompany you." Fukang'an was about to follow, Buyan Dalai grabbed Fukang'an's clothes, pinched his wine glass and teased, "Mr. Fu, you are not Shanbao's nanny! Don't be a mother! , punch me! Whoever loses will drink!"

Shanbao felt light on his feet and a little dull in his mind. He walked along the corridor, crossed the path, and arrived at the hut. After taking care of himself, he straightened his clothes and sat down on the corridor, rubbing his face.

"Your master came here to hide and relax." De Lin came walking, looked down at his blushing face with a smile, and couldn't help asking, "Did you drink too much?"

"Well, a little bit." Shanbao leaned against the baffle and smiled at Delin, a little drunk in his charm, but the phoenix eyes became brighter and brighter like jewels.

Delin couldn't help his heart skip a beat, and sat next to Shan Baoer, kneading the space between his brows with two fingers, "Let me sit with you for a while, sober up too."

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Shanbao was not as bright as usual, but he knew that it would not be appropriate to leave the guests to sober up. He stood up while leaning on the porch pillar. Embarrassed.

"Brother De, is there something wrong?" De Lin was also from a nobleman in Manchuria.

"No, I'm just afraid that if you drink too much and hurt your body, it won't be good." De Lin, who is a few years older, said with a smile, "When you are older, you will be able to practice alcohol. Go back, hangover soup is also good." It's time to get ready."

The two of them walked for a while, when the cold wind blew, Shanbao felt a little dizzy, the food in his stomach turned upwards, Shanbao smiled wryly, "Brother De, you go back to the bar first, I have to go back to the courtyard to change clothes."

"Alright, then be careful."

Shanbao wanted to go back to the latrine to vomit, but when he saw Delin walking away, he staggered on his way. I don't know if it was because Fukang's family's garden was too big, or Shanbao was getting drunk, and he just lost his way.

After walking for a long time, my legs were sore, and I was still walking around in the garden of red flowers and green leaves, and I didn't even meet a servant, so that Shanbao's brain came to a conclusion after being stimulated by alcohol and running at high speed: Could it be that he encountered the legendary ghost hitting the wall.

Finding a stool, Shanbao simply sat down and rested his feet, while thinking about how to deal with the ghost hitting the wall.

"Oh, Mr. Shanbao, why are you here?" The head housekeeper smiled and greeted Shanbaoer.

The sunlight was still a little strong, Shanbao squinted his eyes and saw the big butler, and his eyes shifted. Behind the big butler, several soldiers bravely surrounded a young general in armor. This man was extremely handsome, with phoenix eyes and eyebrows, straight nose and thin lips , his eyes were like knives and halberds, and there was a faint killing spirit lingering around his body.

Shanbao's petite boy suddenly "thumped" and "thumped" twice uncontrollably. He swayed forward, his eyes blurred with drunkenness. "But Zhenjun Erlang?"

Rao is a general who has always been stern, but at this moment, there was a smile in his eyes, and he grabbed Shanbao's troublesome claws and looked at the butler, "Who is this?"

"Returning to the Grand Duke, this is the third master's colleague, Master Shanbao, who lives in the Bashoyuan next door to the third master. Today, it is Master Shanbao who invites Tongshi's guards to drink. He was probably drunk and ran into the Grand Duke by mistake. yard." The butler replied respectfully with his hands down.

Seeing Shanbao's cute naivety, Fucha Mingrui said with warmth in his voice, "Send him there, tell Fu Kang'an, cook him a bowl of hangover soup, he will be so drunk that he won't recognize anyone."

Shanbao refuses to leave even if he dies, relying on Fucha Mingrui, and the one who begged for nothing would have to look at Zhenjun Erlang's Xiaotian dog.

It was the first time Fucha Mingrui encountered such a situation. As soon as he used force, Shanbao cried and made noises, and he would not listen to his soft words, it was a waste of effort.

The butler's head began to sweat.

Shanbao had already jumped onto Fucha Mingrui's back, wrapped his arms around Fucha Mingrui's neck, hooked his legs around his waist, and muttered nonsense, "Zhenjun, where is your dog? Let me take a look, okay?"

Fucha Mingrui didn't bother to reason with the drunkard, so he said to the housekeeper, "Go and call Fukang'an over here." Just as if there was an extra tortoise shell on his back, he just carried Shanbao into the house as if nothing had happened.

Fukang'an was in a hurry to lose Shanbao, the butler rushed to Fukang'an like a hot wheel, took a breath and wiped his sweat, "Third Master, the Grand Duke is back. Master Shanbao drank too much. When it comes to the Grand Duke, I am dependent on the Grand Duke, and refuse to let go, and followed the Grand Duke to Huju Xiaozhu. No one persuades me to come back, why don't you go and have a look."

"Ah? Brother Mingrui is back?" Fucha Mingrui is Fukang'an's serious cousin, the patriarch of the Fucha family. Fukang'an couldn't sit still and asked, "Shanbao is very drunk?"

"I don't recognize anyone anymore, so I just took the Grand Duke as Erlang Zhenjun, crying and shouting to see the Xiaotian Dog. The Grand Duke couldn't help it, so he took him there." The butler took a breath, his cheeks flushed.

Buyan Dalai and the others laughed when they heard the "boom", but they saw a new joke.However, a few of them were also discerning people. When they heard that Fucha Mingrui had returned to the mansion and was well drunk, they didn't want to stay any longer, and got up to leave one after another.

On the other hand, Feng Sheng said to Buyan Dalai, "Fourth brother, you should go back to your residence first, I'll go to see Yunting, and I haven't seen it for several years."

Fukang'an was anxious and walked fast, but he didn't notice that Feng Sheng's expression was a little paler and more serious than before.

When I arrived at Huju Xiaozhu, I heard Shanbao's hoarse cry. Fukang'an only hated that he didn't have two wings, and wished he could fly in. He waved to the servant who wanted to salute, and stepped into the threshold with one foot. Mingrui's cold voice came, "Gag him!"

"Brother Mingrui, brother Mingrui." Fukang'an brushed off the bead curtain and rushed into the inner room. Shanbao was sitting on the bed, grinning and crying loudly. , Seeing that he was about to draw his sword and kill people.

Fukang'an bowed to Qian'er deeply, and smiled apologetically, "Brother Mingrui, you are back, alas, butler, hurry up, boil water for brother Mingrui, take a bath and change clothes. Well, brother Mingrui, I will take Shanbao first Go back, and come back later to say hello to my brother." Without saying a word, he stepped forward and picked up Shan Baofei and fled away, completely forgetting the Feng Sheng that came to the back of his head.

Feng Shenger stood at the door, looking at the messy Fucha Mingrui, his brows were as warm as before, and he smiled faintly, "You're back."