Guo Jing was okay. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, took a long breath, and then recovered.
But he didn't dare to drink this wine anymore.
"Hahaha, how does this Huoyunshao taste? Feng Rong, the young master will pour you as much wine as you can drink from this jar. Don't say that the young master is stingy."
Jingzhou flicked the wine jar again, and a stream of clear water flew out, filling Huang Rong's cup.
"No more, no more, I'll give this wine back to you." Huang Rong shook her head like a rattle, pushed the wine glass in front of Jing Zhou, and thought to herself: "I know this bastard can't do anything good, his mind is too busy. Hurry, the bad ones are going to die!"
At this moment, her mouth was still burning and she felt very uncomfortable.
"Brother Guo, how do you think this dish tastes? My ancestor was the royal chef, so I am very good at cooking."
"Yeah! Delicious!"
Guo Jing took one bite and his appetite was whetted. He picked up several large dishes with chopsticks one after another and praised them endlessly.
He had never eaten such a delicious dish in the desert. It was much more delicious than roasted horse legs!
"Country bumpkin, I'm going to make you so eager to eat~" Huang Rong muttered and picked up a chopstick dish.
This dish tastes just like that, and even the chef, Lao Wangtou’s cooking skills are far behind her!
The group of people ate for a while and became more familiar with it. After a few sips of wine, Guo Jing started talking more.
After a while, Huang Rong pulled out all the old tricks of more than ten years. . .
At this time, there was a sudden commotion in front of the inn, and many people rushed to the east. Huang Rong, who loves to join in the fun, shouted: "I don't know what happened outside. Many people ran to the east. Let's go out and take a look." stop."
"What do you think, brother Guo?"
Jingzhou asked Guo Jing. He didn't want to go out and join in the fun. But judging from Huang Rong's expression, he might act petty again if he didn't go out.
"Brother Jing and Brother Feng, I just came here from the desert, and I don't know much about many things. It would be great to go out and have a look."
"Let's go, let's go." After saying this, Huang Rong took Jingzhou's arm and dragged him out, for fear of missing something.
The three of them walked eastward for a while, only to hear someone calling for peace in front of them, and the cheers were endless. Looking from a distance, they saw a large group of people surrounding them, and they didn't know what they were looking at.
Huang Rong was small, so she pushed forward and squeezed into the crowd. She saw a large open space in the middle, with a silk flag on the ground, and embroidered on the flag were four gold coins for a martial arts contest.
There was a woman in red under the banner and a tall man with a long face. They were punching and kicking each other in a lively manner.
The girl's skills were extraordinary and she had obviously been taught by a famous master, but the man's martial arts skills were mediocre and there was nothing to be said for it.
The girl used a weak point, crossed her left arm, and punched the big man out. The man fell into disgrace, got up from the ground, with a face full of shame, and squeezed into the crowd.
Huang Rong clapped her hands and applauded again and again: "It's actually a martial arts competition to recruit a bride. I've never encountered such an interesting thing before in my age."
"Hey, boss, if I win the girl in this competition, will she really get married?" Huang Rong stood in front, looking at the big flag in the middle, as if she had discovered something new.
"What a coincidence, I met Yang Tiexin and his daughter."
Jingzhou stood behind Huang Rong and looked at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl in front of him. She was really slim and graceful, with bright and white teeth. She was no less than Zhao Min and Xiao Zhao. She even had an indescribable charm about her body. Thinking of coming here, It was Mu Nianci.
After coming to this world, he had forgotten a lot of time in the plot, and he didn't even have the slightest thought about the contest to recruit a bride.
Unexpectedly, I encountered it today. Is this the strong inertia of the plot?
There are some things that you obviously don’t care about, but they still come to you!
This girl had a miserable life. She lost her parents due to a plague when she was young. Although she was later adopted as an adopted daughter by Yang Tiexin, Yang Tiexin was not a reliable person at all. He himself had never understood this in his life, let alone raising a daughter.
Jing Zhou felt that this contest to recruit a bride was even more nonsense. How could a daughter's family deal with such a hasty decision in such a hasty manner?
What if we meet people like Tian Boguang and Yun Zhonghe, who are highly skilled in martial arts but have bad conduct?
What's more, if he follows the original trajectory, Yang Kang will defeat Mu Nianci, and in the end Mu Nianci will fall in love with him. It's just that a girl in this world, helpless and pregnant, must be in a difficult situation. Mu Nianci died of illness not long after giving birth to Yang Guo.
"The First Clan"
"What do you want me to ask you?" Seeing that Jingzhou didn't answer her for a long time, Huang Rong hit his chest with her elbow.
Jingzhou said casually: "I haven't tried it, how can I know?"
Feeling that someone was looking at her, Mu Nianci followed the gaze and happened to meet Jingzhou's eyes.
Seeing the girl looking at him, Jingzhou smiled at her. Mu Nianci turned his head away in shame, not daring to look at Jingzhou anymore, but his heart was beating fast, as if something was bumping inside. , and thought in her heart: "This young master is really handsome."
Then she thought of herself competing in front of so many people to find a bride, and her eyes immediately dimmed.
Huang Rong poked Jingzhou's chest and asked: "Hey, do you think that girl is pretty? If you stare straight at her, you won't have any bad thoughts, right? If you want her to be your little wife , then go up and have a fight, it says, competition to recruit a bride! You can just give it a try and see if you can bring back a little wife!"
"You can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense! What do you mean by giving it a try? How can you make fun of the innocence of the girl's family?" After Huang Rong replied, Jingzhou smiled again: "But this girl is really good-looking, tsk tsk, Look at that figure, that little face, and he's around seventeen or eighteen years old, does it look like a budding plum blossom?"
Guo Jing's mouth was a little stupid. He couldn't say the words Jing Zhou said, but he kept nodding and said in a naive voice: "I also think that girl is very beautiful. In the desert, only Hua Zheng is so beautiful."
He had never seen such a beautiful girl. Although Hua Zheng was beautiful, compared with the girl in front of him, Guo Jing always felt that this girl who competed for marriage had an indescribable temperament.
After hearing what the two of them said, Huang Rong "hummed" and looked down at herself again, feeling a sour taste in her heart: "She is only a few years older than me. In two years, I will be good enough!"
There is an iron gun under the banner, with two short iron halberds stuck under the iron gun. Next to it stands a middle-aged man with a slightly hunched back, white temples, and a wrinkled face.
The girl lowered her head and said a few words to the man next to her. The man nodded, bowed to everyone, and said loudly: "My surname is Mu, and my name is Yi, from Shandong. When passing through your land, I don't ask for your name, and I don't do it for you." The reason for this is that my little girl is already young and has not yet been married to her husband's family, so I dare to compete in martial arts to recruit a bride. Anyone who is under thirty years old and has not yet married, and can beat the little girl's punches and kicks, will be betrothed to him."
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