The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

Chapter 1341 I have a pot of wine

This dragon banquet was carefully prepared, and with Kong Delun, the grandson of the Kong family, the Kong family restaurant served dishes very quickly. Everyone ate the previous dish, and as soon as they finished eating, the next dish appeared immediately.

Charcoal-grilled dragon neck meat, water-fried dragon belly, sauced dragon meat, braised dragon meat strips, spicy dragon cubes, braised dragon tail, braised dragon hands, dragon blood cake, dragon tendon pot, fried dragon liver, stir-fried dragon kidneys, sweet and sour dragon chops, fried dragon skin, etc. A total of 36 dishes made from dragons were served one after another.

Everyone ate a dragon from head to tail, from the outside to the inside, and brought the racial talents of the human race to the fullest.

Halfway through the meal, Fang Yun made up his mind to establish a super-large dragon tribe in the Blood Mang Realm, so that the human race could train soldiers when they were alive and eat them after they died.

The dragon bones are like giant scorpions, one by one, commonly known as dragon scorpions. As the last dish, everyone ate the meat and sucked the marrow, praising it endlessly.

After eating the last dragon scorpion pot, everyone was still not satisfied.

"How much does it cost? An ordinary dragon banquet would never cost so much. This is a three-table dragon banquet." Li Fanming asked.

Kong Delun smiled and said, "It should be tens of millions, but I don't know the exact amount."

There was silence in the yard. Most of the people present were rich or noble, and many were children of aristocratic families. But they were still a little surprised to hear that a meal cost 10 million taels. This was too extravagant. Once it was spread out, it would definitely be criticized by the Li Hall.

Fang Yun said, "Don't ask these useless questions. It's too vulgar to come to Kong's restaurant to ask for money! I want to ask a serious question. Can we take the remaining dragon bones away?"

Everyone smiled. The dragon bones of the dragon king are excellent divine objects, which are very useful, especially when used as materials for cultural treasures such as pen holders or pen holders. They can make cultural treasures last longer and their power is also enhanced.

Everyone was highly educated, so even if they ate a lot, it would not hurt their bodies and they could digest it quickly, so after the hot pot came up, everyone could continue to eat.

However, Fang Yun thought that everyone would enjoy the food, but he found that everyone was not in a good mood.

Fang Yun thought carefully and suddenly realized it. He went to the kitchen in person and not only prepared the dipping sauce, but also made three pots of beef oil spicy hot pot.

After the new spicy hot pot was served, everyone tried it. Except for a few people who didn't like spicy food, the others shouted that it was enjoyable. They ate while breathing and drank cold boiled water. The atmosphere in the yard was as boiling as the hot pot.

"The hot pot with clear soup and fresh water is edible, but in terms of enjoyment, it has to be this kind of spicy hot pot, nothing else will do!"

"Fang Yun, your pepper is produced in the demon world, and it is spicy even for a half-saint. Tomorrow... everyone be careful."

"Where there is enjoyment, there is unlucky place, everything is balanced."

Everyone smiled knowingly.

Everyone ate hot pot, drank wine, occasionally played drinking games, wrote couplets, and spent most of the time chatting about everything.

These people were very curious about the things in the Blood Mang Realm. Fang Yun selectively told his own experiences. When he talked about being splashed with feces at the door, everyone was angry, especially those children of aristocratic families. How could they bear such an insult? They all agreed that Fang Yun was not cruel enough, and some even thought that the three clans should be killed.

When it came to Fang Yun's punishment, many people sighed. The crime hall was to punish those ancient monsters with thick skin and flesh. The human race was considered to have great perseverance if they did not die under the punishment.

Finally, Fang Yun said that he almost died with the Monster King, but did not say that he was the Lord of Blood Mang. Now was not the time.

Unknowingly, they chatted until late at night.

Although the people here all have literary status, the wine in Kong's restaurant is not ordinary wine. Gradually, many people were drunk and talked wildly, starting to tease each other and expose other people's past.

Behind the Kong Family Restaurant is the Kongcheng Grand Canal, which is also the second most scenic spot in Kongcheng after Daofeng Mountain.

When everyone had almost finished eating, Li Fanming suggested taking a walk along the Grand Canal, which was responded to by many people, so they all stood up and walked towards the Grand Canal.

Kong Delun showed the style of a dandy boy, and ordered the waiter of the Kong Family Restaurant to put the wine and food in the food box and follow them. There were many pavilions and stone tables around the Grand Canal, and everyone could eat and chat when they were tired.

There were few people in the second half of the winter night, and only they were staggering all the way, walking and chatting.

Although they were drunk, they were sober and did not do anything to disturb the people. They soon arrived at the Grand Canal.

The Grand Canal is also called the Little Yangtze River. There are railings on both sides of the river bank, and there are stairs leading down to the river every ten feet.

In the dry season of winter, the water volume of the Grand Canal is less, and many stairs are exposed.

Everyone walked down the stairs slowly and came to the canal.

As the cool breeze blew, the alcohol gradually faded, but the interest did not diminish. Kong Delun ordered the waiter to put the wine and food on the steps, and everyone started eating and drinking as if they were on a spring outing.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Fang Yun was very active at the beginning, making everyone forget his status as a virtual saint. After the banquet became lively, he spoke less and listened more.

Fang Yun smiled and listened to everyone talking about everything. Occasionally, when there was a dispute, both sides would regard him as an arbitrator. He would either smooth things over or interrupt them, and he would not let them quarrel when they were drunk.

Some people were on the path to sainthood smoothly and only talked about love and romance, but some people were hindered in their practice and complained bitterly under the influence of alcohol.

Some were happy and some were sad.

As the sky in the east turned from black to blue, the topics people talked about were occasionally repeated, and the interest gradually faded.

Unknowingly, everyone was sitting on the steps.

The stars shine on Kongcheng, white clothes look at the sky and the earth, the water waves make sounds and people don't speak.

Kong Delun drank up the wine in the cup and smiled, "Now that the fun is over, the banquet is over. We are parting today, and we will definitely meet again in the future. Everyone, drink one last cup and then go away."

The scholars present were all free and easy, and no one persuaded them, and they all raised their cups.

"I hope that many years later, we will meet again by the Kong River and drink the wine in the cup together." Yan Yukong said.

Everyone drank it up and stood up, but no one left.

Li Fanming smiled and said, "Let's go. Fang Yun will have a meeting tomorrow. If he doesn't sleep well and something goes wrong, our sin will be great."

"Fang Yun, on the Double Ninth Festival that year, we gathered together, but you were the only one missing. You wrote 'I know my brothers are climbing high, but there is one less person wearing dogwood branches'. Today, you also write a poem to commemorate the reunion of friends in Shengxu."

"Is it okay not to write it?"

"No!" Everyone laughed in unison.

Fang Yun smiled, picked up the wine pot, walked to the river, tilted the pot, and wine flowed out of the pot mouth and fell into the river.

"I have a pot of wine, which can comfort the wind and dust. Pour it into the river and give it to the world."

With the sound of the wine falling into the water, Fang Yun recited a poem.

The poem was finished, and the wine was finished.

When everyone heard the first two sentences, they smiled faintly. For some reason, a faint regret arose in their hearts, which entangled themselves and was difficult to let go, but they felt that this regret was okay.

After hearing the last two sentences, everyone felt that their eyes were suddenly enlightened and showed joy.

It is better to share happiness with others than to enjoy it alone.

"I have a gourd of wine, which can comfort the wind and dust" is the original sentence of the Tang Dynasty poet Wei Yingwu, and the last two sentences are the good sentences added by a netizen not long ago. The first two sentences are actually the ending in the original poem. I will say a few words on WeChat when I have time. Talk about this. After all, the main text is not easy to say.