Other leaders also stood up and responded. These people are considered Han Yun's elders. They have watched Han Yun grow up. On this occasion, they are also the most noble people.
"Seniors, Han Yun is very polite. I am grateful to you for taking care of me."
Han Yun clasped his hands in salute, then picked up the wine jar and drank with everyone.
Next, we went to the table of elders from the Tianshi Mansion. These were all people who had fought alongside Han Yun. Some of them were second-grade experts. What surprised Han Yun was that the boy Pan Dengyan didn’t it's here.
After drinking with them, Han Yun went to the Wushen Cult table and saw Pan Dengyan.
I saw that this guy looked a little embarrassed. On the left was the elder He Shiyi who was talking to him. On the right was He Shiba with his head lowered and his face slightly red. He was playing with a melon seed boredly and studying the structure of the melon seed.
"Hey, the groom is here."
An elder of the Witch God Sect spoke, and everyone stood up.
After saying some nice compliments, Han Yun also drank a bowl of wine with them.
Then, Elder He Shiyi held his hands and said,
"Master Han, here is He Shishi. We met at the martial arts conference last year. This is the saint He Shishi from our Witch God Sect.
Xiao Shiba, come to see Master Han. "
He Shiba also bowed, but his face was still a little red.
Han Yun looked at He Shiba, then at Pan Dengyan, who looked a little embarrassed, and said with a smile,
"What's wrong with you two?"
Pan Dengyan immediately raised his head and said awkwardly,
"Don't talk nonsense. How can you accuse someone of innocence out of thin air?"
"Oh, then I wish you a happy marriage and a son soon."
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Hearing Han Yun's joke, the elders at the table laughed.
He Shiba's face was red with embarrassment, and he gritted his teeth and glared at Han Yun.
Han Yun was very familiar with her, but she was not familiar with Han Yun, because Han Yun was still Qingyu at that time, and He Shiba had no contact with Han Yun at all since Qingyu retired.
So I found him very offensive.
Especially, they made fun of her and Pan Dengyan in front of so many people.
Pan Dengyan was an innocent man and had never experienced love before. How could he withstand such teasing? His face immediately turned red.
"Okay, don't be impatient. You are already in your thirties, and it's time to get a wife. When you find someone you like, you must grasp it. If you don't grasp it, I will introduce the saint to Zhao Long."
"No, is that boy worthy?"
Pan Dengyan said immediately.
"Then just hold on tight, I'm waiting for you to drink your wedding wine."
Han Yun laughed, turned around and walked towards another table.
I toasted with the head of the Qi family and others, chatted for a while with a group of monks from the White Horse Temple, exchanged cups with the Yingying Yanyans from the Wa Palace, discussed Confucianism with the great Confucians from the Donglin Academy, and finally sent I got a good sword from the elders of Huayin Sword Sect.
After toasting with many forces, Han Yun chatted with everyone in Yunwu Hall for a while, and then returned to Wang Fugui's table.
"I'm finally back. Come on, drink from a big bowl. It's impossible not to get you drunk today."
Wang Fugui asked someone to bring over a large wine jar, replace it with a large bowl, and prepare to drink Han Yun.
Han Yun patted him on the shoulder and said,
"Don't forget, in one month it will be your wedding. Whatever you do to me today, I will do to you tomorrow.
By then, you will be so drunk that you won’t even know where the bedroom door is. "
"Hahaha……"
The eldest prince laughed loudly, not to mention how happy he was to see the sixth child in embarrassment.
Nian An slapped the table,
"Drink, don't be afraid, drink him to death. On the wedding day, at worst, I will carry you back. I can't let Han Yun go today."
Han Yun looked at Nian'an sideways and sneered,
"Princess Nian'an is truly a hero among women. How about you two come together? See if you can get me drunk."
"Come here, I'm afraid you won't make it! This wine is not strong, use the Drunk Immortal brew you gave us before, drink it to your heart's content, whoever is a coward will be a grandson."
Nian An was a well-known drunkard. Before meeting Han Yun and the others, he drank all day long and was addicted to alcohol. He often drank while telling stories.
Later, Han Yun used a jar of Drunk Immortal Brew to deceive him into getting the information about his origins.
To this day, Nian An's alcohol addiction has not diminished at all, and he often drinks alone at home. Fortunately, Wang Fugui is rich, otherwise he may not be able to afford it.
Moreover, the skills Nian An practiced became stronger the more he drank.
It's just that she had already finished the wine Han Yun gave her before. Han Yun rarely went to the capital, so she couldn't be shameless enough to ask for it. Now Han Yun is getting married. On this occasion, if she doesn't take the opportunity to ask for some, how can she wait? .
Han Yun smiled and exchanged a small amount of achievement points for a lot of Drunken Immortal Brew. In an instant, the wine jars were piled high.
Han Yun asked the servants to distribute a jar to each table. After people drank it, they immediately felt that the previous ones were bland and tasteless, and Zuixian Nong was the best wine.
Since then, Han Yun has had another name, called the No. 1 Winemaker of Dachuan.
After everyone started drinking, the atmosphere became lively. Wang Fugui, Chai Yuan, the eldest prince, and others took turns to drink. Even Zhao Long and Nie Ze came to join in the fun and drank Han Yun hard.
Han Yun naturally refused to accept anyone who came, and the drink disappeared automatically when it reached his stomach.
But today was a big day, and Han Yun also wanted to get a little drunk. In the end, he didn't refine the wine. Soon, he felt a little drunk.
The others were all drunk to the ground by him.
Backyard, master bedroom.
Lanterns were decorated, red candles were flickering, and in the bright room, two brides, covered with red headscarves, sat by the bed, one meter apart.
"What are we waiting for?"
Fairy Xuanyi spoke, breaking the silent atmosphere.
"Wait until your husband comes to take off your hijab."
Qi Xiaoyu answered.
"I'm hungry, I want to go out to eat."
After Fairy Xuanyi finished speaking, she was about to stand up, but Qi Xiaoyu held her back.
"No, according to the rules, the bride cannot drink or eat before the groom takes off her hijab. She must sit upright and wait."
"Why are there so many rules? It's so annoying."
Fairy Xuanyi said dissatisfied.
"Oh, just be content. We are still doing well here. In other places, we have to step over the brazier and have wedding ceremonies. Some of them meet vicious mothers-in-law and have to stand on the board for an entire afternoon. This is called setting rules and remembering , we are already doing very well.”
"Why? Why do we women have to be bullied like this? Do we have to wait for him to come back and take off his hijab before we can eat? There is no status at all. Who is he? I don't care. Let's go and eat."
Fairy Xuanyi ripped off her red hijab, threw it on the bed, got up and walked out.
When Qi Xiaoyu saw this, he quickly took off the red hijab and pulled her.
"Don't go out. If you want to eat, I'll ask someone to bring it in. If you go out, people will laugh at you. They say we don't understand etiquette. I'll go make arrangements for my aunt."
Some people died, but not completely...
