After dressing as the male protagonist's younger brother, I entered the marriage

After the three sessions of Chun Wei, all the candidates seemed to have peeled off their skins, and all of them looked tired.

After the three exams, if you don't hear it, you will send Wen Bucheng, Liu Guanwen, and Liu Yuheng to the pavilion for a rest.The next night, he was the host and set up a banquet.

Among the three, Liu Guanwen is the oldest, and Liu Yuheng is the second. The two talked happily during the banquet. When talking about the government orders of the DPRK and China, they applauded and slapped the table angrily, and when they talked about the examination questions, they were too conservative. For the discussion and the theory of sentence reading, the person selected may be a man of paper.

Hold the clear tea and drink it slowly.

If you don't smell it, just look at the way the two of them hooked their shoulders and wished to be sworn brothers, so they simply asked someone to serve a pot of sake.

Liu Guanwen laughed and said, "My cousin knows what I'm thinking."

"I know the use of my cousin's thoughts, but Meng and sister-in-law are not here, otherwise I have to tell her this." If you don't smell it, you can make a joke.

Liu Guanwen blushed, and shook his hands, "You're talking nonsense again, this is not what you are thinking!"

The people at the banquet laughed, just as Li Xin personally delivered the wine, and just put the wine on the table, seeing him blinking at him.

Li Xin unfolded the wooden plate towards Wenbujiu.

If he couldn't smell it, he leaned back on the chair leg, and saw four words the size of a fist written on the wooden plate in beautiful letters: "No drinking".

He raised his eyebrows, nodded to Li Xin, and Li Xin walked out the door with a smile.

"Cousin, if you have something to do, just go and let us mess around here." Liu Guanwen laughed, "They are all brothers and friends of my own family. It's not good to be too polite."

If he didn't smell it, he smiled and said, "It's okay, if I have something to do, I'll run away early."

The Wen family brothers don't drink, so the two of them over there drinking and fighting against each other are very happy.

If you can't smell it, you can't smell it.

Wen Bucheng raised his eyebrows, slowly leaned over with two fingers holding the teacup.If you can't smell it, you lift the teapot, and the spout is facing the ink-bottomed teacup painted with Qinghe.

The light yellow tea soup "squeaks" into the white tea cup, hot smoke curls up, and a few pieces of green tea leaves rise and fall with the water.

The two brothers' similar eyebrows and eyes were hazy in the tea smoke, one was cold and bored, and the other was warm and smiling.

"He Yongquan was demoted to be the Minister of the Household Department, and he was fined for one year. He Youcheng received [-] boards and was imprisoned for two months."

Can't smell it and said lightly: "Yeah."

If he didn't smell it, he paused his fingers, raised his eyes, and saw that his brother's eyes were covered with light water, like ripples splashed by a lake with fallen stones.

"What are you two whispering about?" Liu Yuheng said, pointing at the two of them with his tongue, "Brother Guanwen, you see that he is a real brother, so don't tell us if you whisper."

Liu Guanwen raised his sleeves and covered his face with a "woo woo" and cried: "To make friends is to know each other, so why bother to kiss each other!"

"I feel that my last volume of words is not expressive, and I am afraid that I will fail the ranking."

Liu Yuheng immediately put his hands down, put his arms around Liu Guanwen's shoulders and cried, "Brother Guanwen, your talent is above mine. If your name falls to Sun Shan, what will happen to me?"

"Woooooooo..."

If he couldn't smell it, he picked up the flagon, shook it, and frowned when he heard the half-empty drink in it.

"How much alcohol?"

Liu Yuheng and Liu Guanwen's face and neck were flushed, and their eyes were in a daze.

Wen Bucheng put down the teacup and asked, "You mean someone else?"

If you don't smell it, just laugh and clap your hands, "I wanted to take you three games of mahjong to relax. It's still a while before the rankings are released, so that you students who have been studying all day can see what is fashionable in Beijing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Guanwen suddenly slapped the table and stood up.

"I want to play mahjong!"

Everyone: "..."

There were still tears on Liu Guanwen's face, and his eyes were shining brightly, "At home, my wife, father and mother gather to play mahjong and fight enemies every day, and even ask the servants to guard the door to guard against me! Now that the trial is over, I want to play!"

"No one can stop me from playing mahjong!"

He staggered out of the table and ran towards the mahjong table without being helped.

"Brother Guanwen, I'm coming too, let's fight until dawn!" Liu Yuheng followed closely behind, his left foot crossed his right foot, and fell on the carpet.

If you can't smell it: "..."

He had no choice but to call the guards to help these two precious tribute students "Master".

"No, no, come on! I'll be the host!" Liu Guanwen pulled off his purse and slapped it on the table grandly.

"I have money!"

Liu Yuheng watched and sighed, "I don't have money, but I have poetry!"

"As the saying goes, there is a poetic spirit in your stomach, come here!" Liu Yuheng immediately took off his coat and wanted to unbutton it.

The servants on both sides quickly held him down.

If he didn't smell it, he quickly said: "We in Liu's go to the hotel, we don't need money to gamble, my cousin wants to gamble, so I play with my sister-in-law and aunt at home, don't mess around outside."

"Okay, listen to my cousin!" Liu Guanwen stuffed his purse into his clothes pocket, was supported to sit on the stool, and patted the table again, "Come to fight!"

Wearing a robe, Liu Yuheng said happily, "This spring, I gambled yuan in the casino. I gambled several times, and there was always one who would win!"

"When the time comes, I will make money and invite you to drink!"

If he didn't hear it, he persuaded him earnestly: "Brother Yuheng, gambling is harmful to others and yourself, so don't gamble in the future!"

Liu Yuheng waved his hand and said with a smile: "I'll just bet this time, as a commemoration of my last test in Chunwei this year."

He couldn't smell it and shook his head.

With a red face, Liu Yuheng casually grabbed the green stone on the table and made mahjong. The mahjong was engraved with "bird", and the bird's eyes stared at him.Liu Yuheng was chilled by the cold touch in his hand, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind.

He turned his head and said, "By the way, a few days ago I saw someone coming next to you in the gambling shop. He took a few hundred taels of silver and bet all on Mr. Zhou Jingyang!"

"No way, your servants are so rich!"

Liu Yuheng admired and shed tears for his poverty.

Liu Guanwen patted his shoulder to comfort him.

A smile froze on his face when he couldn't smell it, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.His body was as stiff as a board, and he was frozen in place when he suddenly felt a burst of cold air blowing from the side.

If you can't smell it, the jade mahjong in your hand "slapped" on the table, and the jade collided with each other, making a nice sound.

Liu Guanwen patted Liu Yuheng's hand and trembled, his brain paralyzed by alcohol "swished" sober.Liu Yuheng's hands covering his face trembled.

No, no matter how bold the Liu family is, a single servant can't afford a few hundred taels of silver!

Then the bettor...

The two slowly raised their heads to see if they could smell it, and then turned their eyes tremblingly to those around them.

"clatter."

Wen Bucheng touched the cards and stood in front of himself, with jet-black hair falling from his forehead to the corners of his eyes, but everyone felt that the eyes under the eyebrows were even darker than their hair!Even the face is covered with a shadow...

He swallowed if he couldn't smell it, not daring to look at his brother's face.

"This..." Liu Guanwen wanted to speak, but his voice was cut off by the smell.

"Draw the cards." Wen Bucheng said coldly, "Didn't you want to play mahjong without fighting?"

"Play, fight, fight." If you can't smell it, you quickly draw the cards.

Liu Guanwen and Liu Yuheng were mostly sober, tremblingly following the horse cards, their faces blank and emotionless.

"Well, it's a long story, I just have a plan..." If you can't smell it, just whisper to Wen Bucheng.

Wen Bucheng glanced at him, "Do you think your brother can't afford Huiyuan?"

If you can't smell it, you immediately stand up, pat the table and say, "Whoever said that, who dares to say that!"

Liu Yuheng shrugged his shoulders and shrunk his head, carefully grabbed the cards and put them in his own.

"My brother is the reincarnation of Wen Qu Xing, with outstanding literary talents, gentle manners, gentle manners, military strategy, civil and martial arts, full text, military talents, and literary talent!" Hearing it, he said loudly, "Only if you don't want to be a Huiyuan, how can my brother not be a Huiyuan?" reason!"

"Applause!" He clapped his hands clapping if he could not smell it.

Liu Guanwen and Liu Yuheng immediately followed up and said, "That's right, you're right!"

"well said!"

Wen Bucheng dropped the card and raised his tone slightly, "Oh?"

If you can't smell it, you scratch your face, and said depressedly: "But, brother, I know you can be a Huiyuan, but people don't want to do it for you. What can you do?"

Wen Bucheng lowered the corners of his mouth and said, "How did you know?"

Everyone at the table looked puzzled, and if they didn't smell it, they immediately showed unpredictable expressions, "It's unspeakable."

Liu Guanwen thought of the strange things that happened to him, "Could it be..."

Others also thought of the anecdote of hearing the fairy sound in their dreams, and their eyes were shocked.

"Did the gods tell you all about it?" Liu Yuheng immediately lowered his voice and asked, "Did the gods tell you whether I can hit?"

"Enough." Wen Bucheng said displeasedly, "It's a secret matter, talking too much will hurt luck, so don't talk too much."

Before he could smell it, he saw his brother looking towards him, nodded and said: "The gods just said a few words to me, but it's up to God to make things happen, and it's up to people to plan things."

"At the time when the gods told me to wake up, it was because of my brother's face, so I always believed that my brother was the reincarnation of Wenquxing. All I have done now is thanks to my brother's blessing." Hearing this, he looked apologetic, "Brother , I'm sorry, I didn't bet on you, but you are in my heart, not just the winner, I firmly believe that this year's champion must be you!"

Wen Bucheng's expression moved slightly, and the trace of displeasure in his heart immediately dissipated with the wind.

He lowered his head, threw down the cards in his hand, and said, "Okay, I see."

"Don't say these things casually, for fear of injury."

"Everything you have is earned by yourself, at most it is the credit of the Liu family, so it has nothing to do with me." Wen Bucheng waved his hand, "Playing cards."

If you can't smell it, just nod and smile.

This world is the world of novels where one cannot be the protagonist without this book. Without this book, one cannot be without one.

In this life, there are partners, relatives, abundance and joy, how happy it is.

If you can't smell it, you just chuckle and throw your cards: "Get rich."

Dingguo Houfu.

Jian Hong sat on the porch, the night was pitch black, and the shadows of the trees on the porch were shaking.

A gentle breeze came, and a few leaves fell at Jian Hong's feet.

He picked up the jug beside him and slowly fell down towards the corridor.

The elderly butler sighed and put down the brazier.

"Send a jug of dirty wine to your loved ones, and we will meet again in the Underworld." Jian Hong's eyes turned red, his arms trembled, and the jug fell to the ground in the mottled shadows of trees with a bang, turning into pieces.

The housekeeper lit the paper money and threw it into the brazier, and threw the offerings such as garden sedan chairs painted with gold leaf, golden boys and jade girls into the fire.

Dingguohou's mansion was silent, only this piece of fire was jumping and burning in the darkness.

"That year when I let her go, although I thought that we might never see each other again in this life, I didn't expect her to leave so early." Jian Hong murmured.

He was holding two pages of paper in his hand, which were information sent up by his subordinates.

Ever since he fought the man in black's mansion that day, he was really surprised to see his brows and eyes, and even more surprised to meet that pair of brothers on the street.

It is said that a nephew is like an uncle, but unexpectedly, he is really the uncle of those two!

The butler came over and persuaded: "Master, don't worry, Miss is happy after all."

Jian Hong shook his head, "I'm thinking, if we don't let her go, maybe she's still alive now."

"You're thinking badly. If you hadn't let Miss go, Miss might be a ghost in the palace now." The steward sighed, "The way Miss knelt on the ground and begged you with resoluteness, I knew that she would not regret."

"Just like you went from Jian's house to Dingguohou's mansion, I know you don't regret it."

"Your brother and sister are similar after all."