1782 Magic Mushrooms

Style: Historical Author: Qingdao CokeWords: 1972Update Time: 24/01/11 19:11:30
"No, don't drink, don't drink, oh..."

Outside the window, Xun'er, who had half of his head exposed, was staring at Feng An in the room with a pair of dark eyes. His delicate little hands were so nervous that they almost squeezed the window frame in front of him out of shape. .

"Miss Xun'er, what are you doing?"

Just when Xun'er looked helplessly at Feng An in the room, he picked up the soup bowl and was about to drink it. Behind him, a surprised voice suddenly came over, which almost scared the already nervous Xun'er into jumping in from the window!

"Hu? Manager Hu? No, it's okay!"

He hurriedly leaned against the wall by the window. When he saw clearly that the person who spoke was Hu Guanshi, Xun'er covered her chest that was beating wildly and breathed a long sigh of relief: "I...I just saw A squirrel ran over and followed it to take a look. Huh? It was here just now, why did it suddenly disappear? "

"Squirrel?" Upon hearing this, Manager Hu looked around in confusion, but not to mention squirrels, he didn't see a single mouse in the surrounding area!

However, he didn't see any squirrels, so Guanshi Hu didn't pay too much attention.

Because most places in Lingnan at this time were primitive landforms, no one would be surprised if a few big snakes escaped from the house, let alone a few squirrels.

"Oh, then Miss Xun'er can play by herself. I still have something to do, so I won't disturb you."

Arching his hands slightly, Manager Hu walked towards the backyard with a smile.

As for little girls, being innocent is nothing.

"Okay, you're busy!" Xun'er secretly stuck out her tongue and smiled sweetly at Manager Hu. When Manager Hu walked away happily, she quickly leaned back to the window and tilted her head to look inside.

In the room, Feng Ang had returned to his seat at this time, but judging from his frequent smacking of lips, the bowl of soup had probably been eaten.

"It's over!"

Seeing this, Xun'er slapped his smooth forehead, and then stamped his feet in annoyance: "What should I do now? Uncle Feng drank too! Damn you, you can just drink it if you have something good. You have to." Give it to someone else! Hey..."

However, although she was upset in her heart, the deal was now done. Xun'er could not hold Feng Ang and ask him to spit out the soup. She could only secretly curse Xiao Han for ruining her plan, and then quietly slipped out along the wall without anyone noticing. Walk.

"It's just a little mushroom. Nothing will happen. Well, probably nothing will happen!"

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How could the people who were eating in the room have imagined that there was a bold little girl outside who was eavesdropping on their conversation? Everyone was still talking and laughing at the dinner table.

As for the bowl of extremely delicious chicken soup, no one except Ren Qing drank it. Xiao Han, Liu Hongji, and Feng An all tasted it.

The meal continued.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Xiao Han and others who had eaten the soup not only felt that the bowl of soup just now was extremely delicious and had a long aftertaste, but the dishes they ate next also had a unique flavor! In fact, even the wine is particularly fragrant and intoxicating.

"Hahaha, come on, drink!"

After slamming the wine bowl on the table, Feng Ang, whose face was red, laughed and invited Xiao Han and others to drink together.

Originally, he shouldn't be so frivolous in this situation, but for some reason, Feng Ang felt that he was particularly excited now. He also looked at Xiao Han and others who had a grudge against him, and now they lost their prejudice.

"Hahaha, good wine! Come on, come on, after this drink, there are three more to come."

Just as excited as Feng Ang is Liu Hongji! At this time, he no longer wanted to pour hot water on Feng An, he just wanted to pour the old guy with wine! So before Xiao Han could speak, he had already picked up the wine glass, touched it heavily with Feng An, and then raised his neck and drank the wine in one gulp!

"Refreshing!" Feng An didn't know the meaning of clinking glasses at first, but when he saw Liu Hongji drinking heavily, he felt so proud. He followed his example, raised his head and drank the wine in his own glass in a few sips.

"Hahaha, I'll accompany you!" Seeing this, Xiao Han was not willing to lag behind. He also stood up and drained his wine in one gulp.

The Feng family's wine is ordinary rice wine. It is a little more refined and clearer than ordinary people's wine, but no matter what, it cannot change the shortcoming of low alcohol content.

It stands to reason that with Xiao Han's drinking capacity for such a low-alcohol wine, not to mention that he would not get drunk after a thousand cups, it would at least be judged by the forum!

But today, after only one pot of wine, Xiao Han felt a little ecstatic in his mind, and he gradually became more and more wanton when he spoke.

"Mr. Feng, I'm not kidding you! A few years ago, when His Majesty just ascended the throne, everyone went to Chang'an to congratulate you, but you were the only one who couldn't excuse yourself! Hey, I don't know what you think. Don't you know that this thing is the same as giving a gift? People may not remember who gave the gift, but they will definitely remember who didn’t give the gift?" Pulling a chair to Feng An's side, Xiao Han shook his head and said to him.

"Hey, it's really my fault!" Feng An was also confused at this time, shaking his head and saying to Xiao Han beside him: "At that time, I heard that Your Majesty had taken away the throne from his father, and I felt a little uncomfortable! Then! In addition, some officials rebelled at that time, so we simply found an excuse and did not go to Chang'an!"

"Hehe, it's pretty much what I guessed!" Xiao Han burped from wine, and regardless of Ren Qing's dark old face opposite him, he said with a smile: "However, His Majesty is famous for being narrow-minded. From that time on, he will remember you."

"Hey..." Hearing this, Feng Ang sighed deeply again, then shook his head in confusion and said: "Stop talking about this, boy, you are not here just to watch the excitement, are you?"

"Of course not!" Xiao Han said with a big smile: "We are here this time to find someone!"

"People? What people?"

"A guy who stole the firearm formula and blew up the firearms workshop!"

"Oh? What kind of firearm? Could it be the one you used last night?"

"Yes! That's the kind! Hum, don't let me catch him. If I catch him, I will shoot him with my own hands!"

"Well, I don't have any control over how you deal with him, but I just want to ask: Why did you suddenly go to Lingnan to arrest someone? If that person is in Lingnan, and His Majesty issues a decree, I can dig the ground three feet and capture the person. It’s definitely better to find it for you than you looking for it everywhere like headless flies!”

At this point, the remaining clarity in Feng Ang's mind suddenly came to light, and then the old guy's eyes suddenly widened and he stared at Xiao Han: "Your Majesty won't suspect that I stole the thing, right?"

"Hey, that man first appeared in Lingnan, and his helpers all came from you. Do you think you are a big suspect?"