When Mo Xi and Meng Ze returned from outside, the hall was already full of guests. Princess Yan Ping caught a glimpse of them and immediately ran over. She smiled and said sweetly, "Sister, Brother-in-law! Peace and joy! "
Meng Ze coughed softly and said, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense."
Mo Xi glanced at Princess Yan Ping.
On the day they returned to the city, the matter of Yan Ping seducing him was still right in front of him. This girl could now pretend that nothing had happened. Her skin was indeed shockingly thick.
Yan Ping winked charmingly at him. "Hehe, Lord Xi He is always thinking about my sister. The two of you are just short of a betrothal. What's wrong with me calling you Brother-in-law?"
Meng Ze: "… Yan Ping!"
"Alright, alright, I won't disturb you anymore." Yan Ping then winked at Mo Xi. "Beautiful Brother-in-law, see you later."
She disappeared with a wave of powder, leaving Mo Xi and Meng Ze looking at each other awkwardly. Mo Xi paused, looked at the water drop, and said, "Junshang will be here soon. I'll send you to your seat."
Meng Ze smiled and said, "No need. I still have to talk to my sisters and greet them. Lord Xi He, go do your own things."
With that, she left. Mo Xi stood there for a while and looked around, but did not see Gu Mang's figure. He could not help but frown slightly. Where did this person go?
Although he could use the slave locking ring to summon him, Mo Xi was somewhat repulsed by it. Thus, he walked around with his long legs and finally found Gu Mang, who was talking to Jiang Yexue in a secluded corner.
"Why are you here?"
Jiang Yexue turned around and saw him. He said gently, "We happened to meet by chance. We were just chatting."
"… What do you have to talk about with him?"
Jiang Yexue smiled and said bluntly, "We talked about you."
Mo Xi's gaze fell on Gu Mang. He saw Gu Mang's head was lowered, his fingers restlessly rubbing the corners of his sleeves. He was about to say something when suddenly he heard the messenger behind him raise his voice and shout, "Junshang has arrived!"
Mo Xi did not say anything else. He said to Gu Mang calmly, "Let's go. Follow me back to our seats."
As soon as Jun Shang arrived, the New Year's Eve banquet officially began. Naturally, it was a glittering and sumptuous feast. Toasting wine and praising Hong, food and dance were bestowed, and the sound of musical instruments could be heard everywhere.
After a series of formalities, the banquet became noisy and lively. Everyone toasted each other and chatted with each other. Many people had intoxicated smiles on their faces.
Jun Shang leisurely leaned against the back of the throne and smiled lazily. "Gentlemen, I only have one request for you tonight. I'm happy. "
The ministers toasted and thanked him, wishing for the country to prosper. It was a harmonious and joyful scene.
After three rounds of wine, the guests began to walk around and greet each other.
The Murong Lian leaned back in his chair and smoked a hookah. His peach blossom eyes were drooping, and his face carried a bit of drunkenness and tiredness. When Mo Xi turned his head to look at him, he found that he was also staring at Gu Mang with narrowed eyes. Those misty eyes seemed to hide some indescribable and strange emotions.
"Come, Lord Xi He, let me toast you."
Lord Changfeng had brought along his youngest daughter who had gone berserk. Moxie retracted his gaze and offered a toast to Lord Changfeng. As usual, he said a few words of congratulations to Lord Changfeng before asking, "Is your daughter feeling better?"
Lord Changfeng stroked his little daughter Lan 'er's head and smiled until the corners of his eyes crinkled. "She's better. Since Pharmacist Jiang returned to the city, he has been taking care of her. It's all thanks to Pharmacist Jiang."
Lan 'er's small body was about the same height as the table when she stood in front of the banquet. When she saw Gu Mang, her eyes lit up and she said happily in a small voice, "Big Brother!"
Gu Mang's blue eyes blinked and his eyebrows stretched like spring leaves. He smiled. "Little Dragonfly."
"Hehe, my name is Lan 'er. I …"
But she couldn't finish her sentence. There were too many people at the banquet, and it wasn't good to talk too much with this kind of public enemy. Lord Changfeng pressed down on his little daughter's head, indicating for her to stop talking.
Lan 'er was at a loss. "Father?"
Gu Mang wasn't as ignorant as before. He now understood that he was a "traitor" and that being a traitor was shameful. Not to mention the words that Jiang Yexue had said to him just now.
In the past, he didn't have a deep and direct understanding of the word "traitor". He only knew that when everyone mentioned it in front of him, their eyes were wrapped in an indescribable hatred. And when Mo Xi mentioned this word, other than hatred, there seemed to be a pain deeper than the sea.
Seven years old.
Just like a wolf cub who didn't know how to hunt, his father ended up in a tragic situation because of his brother's "betrayal".
He had done the same thing as that person. No wonder everyone was disgusted with him and spurned him. A traitor wolf deserved to be eaten alive.
"Big Brother, are you unhappy …"
Gu Mang's eyes dimmed. He lowered his head and fell into deep thought. He didn't say anything else.
Lan 'er was young and didn't understand the affairs of the world. She thought that he didn't want to talk to her because of her madness. Her eyes couldn't help but fill with tears. "Big Brother, we played together before, I …"
"Alright, Lan 'er." Lord Changfeng forced a smile and interrupted her. He brought her to his knees. "Lord Xi He, let's go to another place to toast. Lord Xi He is safe and happy. "
After saying that, he hurriedly left with his daughter, who kept looking back at him.
Mo Xi felt that something was wrong with Gu Mang. He turned to look at him. "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing." Gu Mang sniffed and said to Mo Xi, "Happy New Year. I also … "He imitated the others and picked up the wine cup from the table." I also want to toast you. "
Mo Xi: "…"
Jiang Yexue, that meddlesome good guy, must have said something to Gu Mang.
Mo Xi didn't take the wine from Gu Mang. Instead, he stared at Gu Mang's blue eyes, as if he wanted to look straight into Gu Mang's bones and flesh.
He gritted his teeth and said, "What did you hear?"
But before Gu Mang could speak, another group of people came to toast him. Mo Xi couldn't discuss private matters with him in front of others, so he had to entertain them first.
He was a noble general led by Chong Hua. That night, many people came to chat with him. After one group left, another group came. Although Mo Xi wanted to ask Gu Mang for details, he gradually realized that his idea was too naive.
"Lord Xi He is safe and happy."
"Come, come, come. Drink this wine. Let's wish Lord Xi He great success in the coming year."
There were so many nobles in Chong Hua. They came one by one. One cup for each person was enough for him to drink until he was dizzy. Mo Xi's alcohol tolerance was not bad. Unlike the other Lord Wangshu, the Murong Lian was already drunk. He leaned back in his seat and sucked on his cigarette with a dazed look in his eyes.
But in the second half of the banquet, Mo Xi couldn't hold on any longer. However, there were still old nobles who came to toast him. They were all uncles and elders with white beards. Mo Xi had to give them face, so he endured the discomfort and drank with them.
Several high-ranking officers of the Northern Frontier Army at the heroes' table looked from afar and couldn't help but whisper, "They're going to drink stepfather until he faints."
Some people laughed and said, "Pfft, in the past, when Lord Xi He was fighting outside, he spent New Year's Eve at the base. He was the boss. He didn't accept anyone's toast. One year, he even banned alcohol. Now that he's back in the capital, he has no choice. Hahaha, who will be spared by the heavens?"
Some people didn't mind the commotion and said with shining eyes, "Do you think stepfather will get drunk tonight?"
"Wow! That must be a wonderful scene! "
"I've never seen stepfather drunk until he fainted. Do you think he'll go crazy?"
"I think he'll pass out directly!"
"Come on, let's make a bet! I bet our stepfather will fall asleep directly after he faints! "
"Then I bet he'll throw a fireball at someone when he's drunk!"
"Buy big or small. Once you've made your decision, leave it to me!"
This group of military ruffians didn't have good intentions. The old aristocrats who forced Mo Xi to drink also didn't have good intentions. Although they were also aristocrats like Mo Xi and didn't have any class conflicts, the hatred and jealousy in their hearts were not any less.
They were all of noble blood, so why was Mo Xi so much more powerful than their sons and grandsons?
This person's father had died long ago. His mother even had an affair with her late husband's brother. The family scandals came one after another. The Mo family should have been finished long ago. But who knew that Mo Xi's stubbornness would be able to endure all these hardships and endure until he reached the point where he was now?
Why?
What made it even more difficult for them to calm down was that Mo Xi not only had outstanding military achievements, but also had an extremely upright character. Compared to their peers who were pampered and spoiled since childhood, he was like heaven and earth.
Not to mention the Old Lord, even the new Lord was full of praise when he mentioned him. Which of the young masters of aristocratic families hadn't been compared to Lord Xi He? Even when these old men and women compared their children, they would eventually mention Mo Xi.
Someone said, "Aiya, my son is getting more and more handsome."
The other person said sourly, "Haha, he's not as good-looking as Lord Xi He."
Someone said, "My son's talent is amazing. At the age of 13, he blew up the spiritual testing pillar of the school. Hahaha!"
The other person said sourly, "Haha, Lord Xi He blew up when he was 10. All ten pillars were burned to ashes. Can your son do it?"
Someone else said, "My son is not good at other things, but he has an elegant character. Just now, he was praised by the Lord. As his father, I'm also very happy."
The other person said sourly, "Hahaha, can he be compared to Lord Xi He's clear water hibiscus?"
This was really strange. This person wasn't a deity. He always looked like he didn't eat the food of mortals. Could it be that he really didn't have any dirt on him and wouldn't make any mistakes?
Thus, over time, Mo Xi became a knot in the hearts of these elders that couldn't be untied. Although many of them flattered him, in their hearts, they couldn't wait to see him make some mistakes and create some scandals. This way, their precious little sweetheart would be able to release the pain of being suppressed for so many years in one breath.
Only then would they be able to sigh with emotion and say arrogantly, "Haha, I've said it before. This Lord God Xi He is just an ordinary person after all."
Thus, at this moment, they were rushing to make Mo Xi drink. This was also the reason why they were rushing to make Mo Xi drink. Originally, these old things just wanted to make a scene. However, after a few rounds, their bad intentions came up.
The old things thought that once a person got drunk, it was easy to make mistakes and say the wrong things. They couldn't catch Lord Xi He's big problem now, but it wasn't bad to expose some of his small shortcomings.
Why pretend to be noble and virtuous?
The old foxes looked at each other. Without saying anything, they all had a tacit understanding and began to toast Mo Xi one after another.
"Lord Xi He, have another cup. Hahaha, you'll have a meteoric rise and be promoted and rich!"
"I've been teaching my son to learn from Lord Xi He everywhere. Come, come! Fill up Lord Xi He's cup! "
Mo Mie really couldn't take it anymore. If it were someone of the same generation or younger generation, he could naturally reject them. However, these people were of the same age as his father, and all of them had warm smiles on their faces. Logically speaking, he couldn't reject them.
After a few rounds, the rims of his eyes turned red from the smell of alcohol.
The ruffians of the Northern Frontier Army muttered, "I think stepfather will pass out after two more cups."
"Two cups? I think one cup is enough. "
"It seems like stepfather really can't take it anymore …"
However, Mo Xi held on and drank six more cups. When the seventh cup was pushed over, his face turned green and he almost vomited. "Sorry, Uncle Qin, I —"
Uncle Qin's small eyes sparkled as he said affectionately, "Little Extinguish, your father and I were brothers in the same robe back then. We went through fire and water together. This cup of wine is for your father! You mustn't refuse and drink it for him! "
The others also joined in and said, "Drink, drink! Like father, like son! "
"Drink a cup for your father and his old friends!"
At this point, how could Mo Ming not know that they were taking turns to force him to drink, to see him make a fool of himself? However, Mo Xi had a stubborn temper. It was fine if he didn't see through their intentions, but once he did, it was even more impossible for him to admit defeat. His vision was dizzy. All he saw were fat faces grinning and gazes like vultures pouncing on their prey.
Blood surged in his chest.
His father … how could these people have the face to mention his father in front of him?
After his father passed away, his uncle tried to seize power and his mother remarried. How did these people treat him? Every single one of them avoided him, wishing that they could crush him like mud under their shoes. But now, they kept calling him "old friend" and "old friend". They even said that they had carried him when he was young and taught him how to ride horses and hunt …
Mo Xi's heart was burning fiercely. His eyes turned red and a strong flame of anger and stubbornness rose in him.
"Drink — drink!"
"Hahaha, the Mo family's alcohol tolerance has never been good. It reminds me of the late Lord Fu Ling. He was also someone who couldn't touch alcohol."
"Little Extinguish and Fu Ling are too similar."
How could they be worthy of mentioning —!
These faces were like withered grass. In his heart, a pot of wine, a pot of fire, a splash of boiling oil, and a sudden fire!! Mo Xi suddenly stood up and stared at the men in front of him.
Perhaps it was because his bloodshot eyes were too frightening, but the elders' faces changed slightly, and their smiles froze a little.
If Mo Xi got angry, they would still be afraid. Immediately, someone forced himself to calm down and said, "Lord Xi He, if you don't want to drink, then don't drink. Your father doesn't like to drink either. You and him …"
Before he could finish, there was a "bang"!
Mo Xi slapped a pot of strong wine on the table with one hand. His gaze didn't leave the other party's face for even half an inch. The veins on his arm bulged as he violently lifted the wine pot and pushed it into the other party's arms. He opened another pot himself.
The old aristocrat's face twitched. He forced a smile and said, "Lord Xi He, what do you mean by this?"
"To Uncle Qin on behalf of my late father." Mo Mie gritted his teeth as he raised his empty hand and patted the other party's wrinkled face. He said softly, "I'll do it. Uncle Qin better not miss a drop. Whoever is a coward is a coward. "
After he finished speaking, he lifted the pot and drank the whole pot with his eyes closed!
This time, not only the people around Lord Xi He, but almost everyone in the hall was attracted by this drinking. They turned their heads to look at this drinking competition, dumbfounded.
Uncle Qin watched Mo Xi drink from the pot and then looked at the pot in his hand, which was bigger than a washbasin. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva and feel a chill down his spine. But because the people around him were watching, he couldn't afford to lose face. He had no choice but to raise his head and drink. But after all, he didn't have a strong heart like Mo Xi. After drinking half of it, he couldn't take it anymore. He bent over and vomited.
The sound of porcelain shattering could be heard. The wine pot smashed on the ground.
Uncle Qin raised his head with difficulty and met Mo Xi's fierce gaze. It was tainted with the smell of alcohol. His phoenix-like eyes were red, but he could still rely on his willpower to stay sober.
Those eyes were like a pair of daggers.
Mo Xi's moist lips were slightly pressed together. "Uncle Qin, do you still want to drink?"
Uncle Qin suddenly shuddered. "No more, no more …"
He didn't drink, but the others felt that Mo Xi would be destroyed if he drank a little more. They accepted the challenge with the thought that they couldn't give up halfway. Seeing that another pot of strong wine was delivered, Mo Xi wanted to take it again, but his arm was stopped by another person.
Mo Xi was dizzy. His eyes were red and he looked sideways.
He saw Gu Mang stand up. His expression was clear and firm. It was hard to tell if he was the old Senior Brother Gu or the broken captive now.
Gu Mang brought the wine jug over and said, "You're a group of people. Why are you bullying him?"
The author had something to say:
"What is the ban that everyone wants the most?"
Sister Extinguish: The ban on alcohol.
Gu Mang Bewildered: The ban on cruelty to animals.
Jiang Yexue: The ban on bullying the disabled.
Murong Chuyi: The ban on tailing Yue Chenqing.
Yue Chenqing: The ban on ignoring Fourth Uncle.
Ah Lian: Do whatever you want. Just don't ban smoking = =
Jiang Fuli: I don't care what the ban is. Anyway, I can handle it. As long as the country gives me a tax reduction. Sigh, too much money is so annoying.
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