Chapter 586: Drinking everything

From the last storm, Chen Pingan came back to the wine shop to drink alcohol. It has already passed in the past ten years. At the end of the year, the Great Wall of Jianqi has no strong flavor of the world.
The stack of this big treasurer, thanks to the two treasurers, the reputation has become bigger. The stack also learned a lot of business with Chen Ping, ushered in, and became more familiar. In simple terms, it was to get a face.
If anyone asks, "The big treasurer, please don't treat it today? Have you earned so many gods, please ask once?"
The stack replied, "You wait for the sword fairy, spend money to drink, and kill the demon with the sword, why do you have to do it for others?"
All the wine tables are buzzing, and it doesn't matter now.
After greeting with the stackers and the familiar drinkers, Chen Pingan moved a small bench to sit on the corner of the street, but today no one came to hear the story of the story of the story. Many young girls saw the figure. After hesitating, they all choose to detour.
In addition to the fart kid holding the pottery, the girl was blocked at home, and Zhang Jialu was going to work as a long-term worker to earn money. The rest did not dare to come.
It’s not necessarily that Chen’s peace is a bad person, but that person, after all, killed people at the wine shop, and there were children or their elders.
This is human nature, Chen Ping is not strange, let alone disappointment, sit for a while, basking in the end of the winter and licking the sun, picking up the seeds, then picking up the bench and returning to the wine shop, do not help, at the shop counter While planning to reconcile the book, the stack was in the gap for the guests to send wine, came to the shop, hesitated, said: "Business is not bad."
Chen Pinghe put the book on the account, spread the palm of his hand, gently wiped it on the abacus, and smiled and asked: "Is it always wanted to ask me, is that person really a genie? No matter what the truth, you stack it as Ning Yao. And Chen Ping’s friends, I hope I will tell you an answer?"
He did not hesitate and shook his head. "I don't want to ask this. I have an answer in my heart."
Chen Pingan slammed the abacus and said slowly: "The strength of the two sides is disparity, or the opponents have a far-reaching experience, lose, will be convinced, dissatisfied, and have a number of hearts. In this case, I lost, more than once, And it is very miserable, but I have benefited a lot from it. I am afraid that you will be able to see through it at a glance, but you can have a solid and disgusting means. The other party simply does not think about making more money, just teasing."
Chen Pingan has not said a word yet. Because the wilderness will soon be a powerful attack on the city, even if it is not the next one, it will not be too far apart, so in this city, some small and insignificant pieces can be squandered.
This is also a reminder of some hidden secrets hidden deeper.
Chen Pingan squinted out the door. "This is someone who is gaining momentum behind the scenes. If I take it lightly, I think that the conspiracy of the Great Wall is better than the vast world. It seems that it is not at one level, then I am not destined to die." The injury will also hurt the people around me. The person who is hiding behind the scenes is prescribing the right medicine. I see that I like to act without mistakes and deliberately let me step by step."
The stack of laughter said: "Xiaosheng? Pang Yuanji and Qishun listened to jump to the feet of the mother. Not to talk about Qikang, Pang Yuanji will definitely not come to drink again, the cheapest drink, are not willing to buy."
Chen Pingan laughed. "That is a small victory. Pang Yuanji and Qikang are clear. Watching the swordsman knows that the person who knows knows. Because I am not a real sword repair, and I am not a native of the Great Wall." The words of the previous person, although deliberately disgusting, but many words, are indeed said in the idea. Unfortunately, all words, no accidents, it is difficult to win me, I used to be two battles with Qikang and Pang Yuanji And I won more in my 'accidents'."
The stack of sighs, "Chen Ping, you know, you are terrible."
This is like playing against two people. One time, one guesses where the other side is stepping down, and how does the other side feel?
Some things have happened, but there are still some things, even Chen Sanqiu’s fat people are not clear about them. For example, when Chen Ping’s writing and letting Duan help to get the paper, Chen Ping’s laughter said that he’s waiting for this time, the other party must be young. The realm is not high, but I have definitely been to the battlefield in the south. Therefore, more swords can be used to repair the swords of the Great Wall, to "feel the same feelings", to create a heart of compassion, and to bring up the same feelings of enemies. Maybe this person is in the sword. The hometown of the Great Wall is also an "ordinary person" with excellent reputation. It helps the old and young women of neighbors in the neighborhood. After this person dies, the people behind the scenes don’t have to push the waves. They just need to be on the wall. Otherwise, they will not take the sword of the Great Wall as a sword fairy. Naturally, it will form a bottom-level paradox from the end of Qingping. From the city's Jingxiang alleys, large and small wine cellars, various shops, spread to the giants' houses a little bit, many swords and ears, some people ignored it, and some people silently remembered. However, Chen Ping said at the time that this was only the worst result. It may not be true. Moreover, the situation is not bad. It is just a small game behind the scenes.
At this moment, the stack was originally worried that Chen Pinghui would be angry. He did not want Chen Ping’s smile to be still, and it was not far-fetched. Just like this sentence, he was also expected.
This is the second time Chen Ping heard a similar statement.
"Being able to say this in front of you is really making me a friend."
Chen Ping nodded and said: "I am an enemy, I should feel so."
The stack said: "With you at Ning Yao, I am more at ease."
Chen Pingan said with a smile: "After the next South War, if you still want to say this, I will be more secure."
The stack suddenly looked agglutinated.
Chen Ping nodded and whispered: "Yes, this is also the intention of the other party behind the scenes. First, first determine the first time Chen Chengping, Wensheng disciple, Ningfu son-in-law, will really get on the city, Fighting side by side with sword repair. Second, dare not go out to the south to battle the enemy, killing the demon against the enemy. Third, after leaving the city, between self-protection and dedication, what to do, is to strive to live first When I talk about other things, I still want to face my face, for myself, and for Ningfu. I will not hesitate to die, but also prove myself. Of course, the best result is that Chen’s peaceful and fierce battle is on the battlefield in the south, and the people behind the scenes are in a good mood. It is estimated that after the event, people will help me to say a few good words."
Chen Pingan joked: "The chair that my husband had sat by was regarded as a heirloom. It was treasured in the room of your small house. Then you think that Mr. Wen Sheng’s small bench on both sides can be casually Are you sitting?"
The stack was in a heavy mood, picked up a jar of wine and uncovered the mud seal. He poured two bowls of wine and drank a big mouth first, and he was depressed.
Chen Pingan raised the wine bowl and sipped his mouth and smiled. "Let's drink less. Although the trick is the treasurer, it costs money to drink."
The stack of hand-held wine bowls is about to stop.
Chen Pingan asked: "There are still problems? Just ask."
The stack of whispers asked softly: "I was the first person to get up in the bowl? Is it a childcare?"
Chen Pingan laughed and closed his mouth and waved: "No."
Then Chen Ping pointed to the stack of words. "The big treasurer, just peace of mind as a businessman, really not suitable for these calculations. If I do this, it is not all the swords of the Great Wall, especially those The swordsmen who watched the fire across the bank are all fools who know that the sword is unintelligible. Some things seem to be perfect and profitable. In fact, they can never do it. They are too deliberate, but not beautiful. For example, I, at the beginning, If you just want to lose, kill the person, you will not lose money, and then you will not be content with it.
The stack of sighs and sighed, the complex look, raised the bowl of wine in his hand, and learned that Chen said safely, "Drink the world to pickle!"
Chen Pingxiao smiled and lifted the wine bowl and bumped it. "Thank you for the big treasurer and ask me to drink."
To the west of the city, there is a hidden palace for the hidden officials, and there is actually a summer palace in the east, which is not big, but it costs a lot of money.
Today, in the escaping palace, in the lobby, the occult officials stand on a beautifully crafted Taishi chair. It is the fairy ware of Haoxiazhou in the world. The red wood, the lines are like water, and the clouds are flowing.
In the lobby, there are two local swordsmen who help the vulgar. The man is called the bamboo raft, and the woman is called the blouse. They are all in the age of jade.
In addition to this, there is also a Yuan Ying monk who is responsible for the summary of the espionage. He is not doing anything very much. He reported the first and last tails of the wine shop, and checked the 18th generation of the ancestors of the young sword repairing Huangzhou. Teachers, relatives and friends, familiar elders of the immortals, and so on, one by one to the sword fairy bamboo scorpion in detail, as for the hidden officials, these are historically not interested.
In addition, there is Pang Yuanji, who is listening to a Confucian gentleman. The gentleman is called Wang Zai, and he has some origins with the Confucian saint who took the sword and the Great Wall.
The hidden official closed his eyes and walked around the chair. His body was shaking and his hands were licking two horns, as if he were sleeping.
While listening to the subordinate's slogan, Jianxian Zhuyi flipped through the espionage on his hand, for the sake of fineness, the number of words was naturally more, so the hidden officials never touched these.
The woman's sword fairy shirt, wearing a round neck robes, the top of the flower, extremely bright red, especially eye-catching.
In the case of espionage, the gentleman Wang Zai is similar to the commander on the court of the imperial court in the world. He is not qualified to participate in specific affairs, but he has the power to make a statement.
In the words of the hidden officials, it is always necessary to give these foreigners who hold the sword of Shangfang a little bit of opportunity to speak. As for others, they can’t listen and see their moods.
After listening to the espionage, Wang Zai asked: "The facts prove that there is no conclusive evidence to prove that Huang Zhou is a demon traitor. Will Chen Ping be guilty of indiscriminate killing? Take a step back, if it is really a genie It should be handed over to us. If not, it is only the dispute between the young people, is it not a human life?"
Pang Yuanji frowned, did not speak, just bowed and drank.
As the only rumor of the hidden officials, Pang Yuanji spoke, and many times he would use it more than the two predecessors of Zhu Xi and Luo Yi, but Pang Yuanji did not like to mix these smoky things and always concentrate on practicing.
Luo Ting said in a light way: "The wicked should grind the wicked, and they will regret it. In the Great Wall of Swords, there is no need to taboo. The next five swords are repaired, and Dong San is no problem, as long as Dong San does not care. But if Dong San’s shot is made, it’s natural to die and die. The Chen’s peace is clearly waiting for others to go.
Looking for his troubles, if Huangzhou is interested, when he sees the first piece of paper, he should be close to it. Is it important to be a genie? If you are stupid, don’t blame each other for being too heavy. As for Chen Pingan, is it really the sword of the Great Wall of Jianqi? Big words! In the next South World War, I will make a special record of Chen Ping’s killing process.

The bamboo rafter said: "In this matter, you don't talk much."
The women’s sword fairy shirt and the couple in Ningfu, some of them, were not very happy in the early years.
As for the words of the Luo shirt, I can't talk about Chen Ping's words. If I die, I will play 50 boards, but only half of the board will be on the body of the dead.
Wang Zailai had been in the Great Wall for seven or eight years and had participated in a major war. However, he did not fight for it. He was more responsible for the swordsman of the same army. The vulgar official said, since it is a gentleman, it must be a poetry book, and it is also tender and tender, then don't fight and kill. At that time, Wang Zai was also very angry. He said this thing with the Confucian saints, but there was no result.
Luo Yi sneered: "What about the bamboo sword and the sword? Do you want to call Chen to ask a question? Wensheng disciple, there is a sword-stricken brother, who is squatting at the head of the city."
The bamboo poles are gloomy.
According to the rules, of course you have to ask.
But the young man, too will be a man, behave in words and deeds, dripping water, not to mention the mountain is too big.
Wang Zai said: "Wen Sheng is no longer a literary sage. Moreover, Chen Ping is a Confucian student. He should be more compliant and not arbitrarily arbitrarily. Even if the old gentleman who has no in the Temple of Literature is present, I will be so blunt. If the two swordsmen are not suitable for appearance, they can be handed over to the younger generation to ask Chen Ping."
Zhu Yu asked: "Is the location of the question, is it here, or is it in Ningfu?"
When Wang Zai heard the meaning of the sword fairy, he retired and said, "I can go to visit the door and not let Chen Pingan feel too embarrassed."
Luo shirt pulled the corner of his mouth. "This is good. Otherwise, I am afraid that Chen Ping’s front heel has just arrived at the palace. The left big sword fairy will come after the heel."
Pang Yuanji sighed and put away the jug. He smiled and said: "Huangzhou is not a inserted by the Yaozu. If you are guilty of ordinary swords, we will not know?"
Wang Zai said: "I am just talking about things. Huang Zhou, this person, in the Great Wall of the Jiancheng Great Wall, has a reputation. I have already read the details of the killing record. I have been able to comment on it and let me say it is not good. Such sword repairs in Huangzhou, although the realm is not high, there are not many killings, but it is the foundation of Jianhe Great Wall. If this matter is lightly revealed, it will not even be done. I dare to assert that only It will make many ordinary swords chilly. The rewards and punishments are distinct. It is the iron law of the Great Wall of the Sword. How is it, the disciple of the saints, the younger brother of Dajianxian, can’t control it?

Having said that, Wang Zai’s look is determined and he looks to the two swordsmen of Zhuji and Luoyi. At this moment, there is a kind of gentleman of the Confucian gentleman.
The hidden official opened his eyes, stood on the edge of the chair, and swayed back and forth, like a tumbler. She did not go to see the scholar, lazy: "Huangzhou is such a thing, if there are 10,000 in the city, I only slaughtered nine. A thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, the boss of the sword must swear that I am derelict, and I have to punish me for years and years of not drinking."
When she spoke.
Both the bamboo raft and the Luoyi shirts immediately rose.
The Yuan Yingjian repair is even more solemn, and the ear is listening to the imperial edict.
The hidden official extended his hand and yawned. "Your brain, is it a few battles that have not been used enough? Then eat more, drink more water, don't always practice swords and practice swords." It’s easy to get rid of your brain. You are fine. As for some people, reading and reading has broken your mind, I can’t save it.

The gentleman's king slaughtered his face as usual.
The hidden official said, "I have never liked the Chen Ping, but this time, a contrast, I feel more pleasing to the eye. Hey, this is why? Why?"
She pointed to the sweater. "Let's talk about it."
Luo Yi smiled and said: "The moonlight is good tonight."
The hidden official nodded. "It makes sense."
Wang Zai stood still.
The vulgar officials were somewhat convinced that the faces of these scholars lost their eyes to the bamboo poles. The latter immediately said that they had left the church with Wang Zai.
Luo Yi also took the Yuan Yingjian to leave.
There are only two men and women.
Pang Yuanji smiled and said: "Master, Ya Sheng, is this a sacred sacred sacred?"
The hidden officials were beckoning, and Pang Yuanji went to the side of the Taishi chair. As a result, he gave the hidden official an shackle and tightened it. "Yuanji, you can practice the sword to make the brain the worst!"
Pang Yuanji did not pay much attention to Master's side. He broke away from the small hand of the hidden official and licked his cheek. He said: "Master confuses."
The vulgar official turned his eyes. "How did I find you such a stupid apprentice? Do you really think that the king slaughter is against Chen Pingan? He is tied to us, and it is such a simple matter to prove the innocence of Chen Pingan. You can't see it? I don't want him to do what he wants. Anyway, Chen Ping is personal, and it doesn't matter."
Pang Yuanji carefully pondered, nodded, and at the same time some anger, this Wang Zai, dare to count on his master's head?
The vulgar adult waved his hand. "What is this? It is obvious that Wang Zai is suspecting Dong’s family, and he is also skeptical about us, or that, apart from Chen Qingdu and the three saints, Wang Zai sees all the big families and feels suspect. For example, I am a vulgar official, Wang Zai is as skeptical. The Confucian saint you thought lost to me, what is the fuel-saving lamp, will leave a idiot to the Great Wall, and then throw it again after leaving himself dingy. face?"
Pang Yuanji smiled bitterly: "I am not good at these things."
The vulgar adult’s hands smashed his sword and waved wildly. He said,
What are you doing well? You are the next savage official who is nailed to the nails, and you can hack the dead.

Pang Yuanji said: "Master is not very good at it?"
She said: "I am your master."
Pang Yuanji nodded: "It makes sense."
The hidden official jumped on the footsteps: "Smelly shameless, learn to talk to me? Give money! Get the wine and pay off the debt!"
Pang Yuanji lost a pot of bamboo sea hole wine, and gave the hidden officials an income in the sleeves. The ants moved and sneaked up. Now they can't drink, but she can drink wine.
At the end of the year, Ning Yao asked Chen Ping why he did not prepare for the Spring Festival couplet and the door god. At that time in the small town of Zhuzhudong, Ning Yao walked the door, and Ning Yao felt very festive, and there was some nostalgia.
Chen Pingxiao laughed and asked if it is not enough to sell the sword on the Great Wall. Ning Yao said that you can write and paint by yourself.
Chen Pingan said that it is customary to go to the countryside, and do not deliberately pay attention to these.
Ning Yao is somewhat annoyed and does what they think.
Chen Pingan said that he should manage it.
Ning Yao was really angry. Chen Pingan said the reason carefully. Finally, he said that this matter does not need to be anxious. He has to stay in the Great Wall for a long time. Maybe he will have the opportunity to do the business of the Spring Festival and the door god. Like today's city-sized restaurants, they are used to hanging up.
Ning Yao just went with him.
After raising the injury, Chen Pingan went to the city again and went to the brothers to practice the sword.
This time I learned to be smart. I took the porcelain bottle ointment directly. I thought about solving the injury at the head of the city. I wouldn’t be too scary. After all, it’s a big New Year’s, but people are not as good as days. After the practice of the Longtai Pavilion, it was still waiting for no one, and then went to the head of the city. Only then found that Chen Ping was lying ten steps away. He was bandaging himself. It is estimated that before that, the injury was not light, otherwise As for Chen Ping’s accustomed to the level of snoring and squatting, he had never had the same thing, and he returned to Ningfu.
Ning Yao sat next to Chen Pingan and turned around and sighed and complained: "Great New Year!"
I spent a long time on the left and right, nodding my head: "Attention later."
Chen Pingan is stealing music.
Finally, the left and right said: "There were some sages who had a day to ask on the riverside, leaving the posterity to 173 questions. Later, there were scholars in the study, doing the right thing, answering the sages one hundred and seventy-three. About this matter, you I can find out."
Chen Pingan promised to go down and buy a book, so that Chen Sanqiu can help. This guy likes to collect books himself.
Chen Ping took out the boat, and Ning Yao drove and returned to Ningfu.
The Great Wall of Jianqi will not have the New Year's Eve in every household. On the Ning House side, Chen Pingping personally cooks the same day, letting Bai Yu rest and making a sumptuous dinner.
Friends will also have their own friends.
In addition to Dong's characters are relatively secluded, there is nothing to say to their peers, you will have your own other small hills, and more friends Chen Sanqiu.
In the first month of the month, Chen Sanqiu took three good friends and drunk at the stacking shop.
Four people have a wine table, a big name called Fan Dache, who is drunk, wants to die, tears and nose are all drunk, Chen Sanqiu is helpless, the other two young men and women who are similar to Fan Dache, also Nothing, let alone the men and women are a pair of Taoists. On today’s wine table, it’s even harder to say anything, because Fan Dache’s favorite woman, the door is not right, Fan Dache’s family is good, and he never wanted to give the woman a slap. Looking for another big-named child, I almost started to talk about marriage. This incident, Chen Sanqiu, a few good friends, was also caught off guard. I wondered why the woman named Yu Qia, who was named Yu Qia, had to give up Fan Dache and turned to others.
Fan Dache himself even wants to understand, so he is drunk and drunk.
Seeing Chen Pingan, Fan Dache shouted: "Hey, this is not our two treasurers, it is rare to show up, come over to drink, drink!"
Chen Pingan just came here alone to reconcile with Duan, and gave Chen Sanqiu a wink to clear the encirclement. Chen Pingan was helpless. For Fan Dache and Yu Qia, I only saw two sides, I haven’t dealt with anything, I can talk about it, so I am seated in On the bench next to Chen Sanqiu, he just smashed the two altars and opened his own altar and silently drank. Fan Dache drank high, self-concerned and hurt his lungs, drunken eyes and tears were even more embarrassing, it seems that the sadness is really hurt.
The poorest, of course
Still drinking so much wine, but not drunk, can not forget.
No way, sometimes drinking and pouring, but just sprinkle salt on the wound, the more distressed, the more you have to drink, ask for a heart to die, hurt and pull down.
Chen Sanqiu is not really what Chen Ping said, that is, Dora personally drink.
Chen Pingan listened and listened, and he heard something. It’s just that the relationship between the two parties is faint, and Chen Ping’s reluctance to speak more.
Can make Fan Dache so heartbreaking, even if he drank so much drink, he would not say much more about a woman who is talking about it, Chen Ping, a little bit of care, is a woman who is never drunk, and her temperament is very good. Although the birth is not very good, but there is a rare book in the Great Wall of the Sword City, but there is also a bit of pride, Chen Pingan's reason is that she had an action at that time, let Chen Ping remember, when Chen Sanqiu, Fan Dache a bunch of People sat around the wine table and met a sword fairy. When Yu Qia met him, he got up and went to toast. At that time, Yu Qia was very natural. He reached out and held the arm of Jian Xian. The action was actually very close, even if it was Chen. Ping An does not feel that there is any rudeness, and the man Jianxian naturally does not have any thoughts, but Chen Pingyi remembers it very clearly, because in the vastness of the world of various colors, Chen Pingan once saw a similar woman, temperament and elegance. Talking calmly, it is very easy for men to appreciate, similar scenes, not to say that Yuchai is what water-based Yanghua, on the contrary, it is just an extremely discreet entertainment.
Chen Pingan does not say that he accepts and does not accept. In short, he understands that where life is not on the road of practice, each has its own way to settle down.
Many words and deeds, many ordinary people do not see the usual effort in the eyes, is the amulet of some people who silently replaced themselves.
However, Fan Daqi obviously did not understand, and even never minded, probably in his heart, his favorite woman, has always been such a general.
In the final analysis, Fan Daqi likes the other side, or the kind of love that is deadly, undoubtedly, but may not really understand the other's preferences, and the other's life is not easy.
And listening to Fan Dache's words, after hearing that Yu Qia wants to be separated from himself, he will completely swear and ask her if she is doing something wrong, he can change.
However, Yu Qia is very persistent, saying only that the two sides are not suitable. So today, among Fan Dache’s many wine words, there is one sentence, why is it inappropriate? How did it find out that it is not suitable until today?
Fan Dache suddenly shouted: "Chen Pingan, you don't think that Yuchao is the bad woman, absolutely not want to think so!"
Chen Ping nodded and said: "Okay."
Fan Daqi raised the white bowl and drank half a bowl of wine. Because he had half a bowl and looked at Chen Ping, who was sitting next to Chen Sanqiu, he actually had no eyes and shivered. "You talk about it, where am I wrong?" Why is she Yu Qia married when she marries someone? Is it really a good old man to lose money? Just because the bastard, will speak sweet words? Can you please a woman? I smashed my heart to her. Why is it worse? My family is very strict, and there are not many gods. But as long as it is the object she likes, when I am not enough money, I have to borrow money from Sanqiu and buy it for her?"
Fan Daqi paused for a moment. "Chen Pingan, you are an outsider, the onlookers are clear, you are, what am I wrong?"
Chen Pingan asked: "Do she know that you and Chen Sanqiu borrowed money?"
Fan Dache stunned and angered: "How can I know if she knows her mother! If I know, Yu Qia should sit next to me, knowing that I don't know, what is the relationship, Yu Qia should sit. Here, drink with me, drink together..."
At the end of the day, the voice became weaker and the young man was only sad.
Chen Pingan drank his drink and put down the wine bowl and asked softly: "Does she know that it really doesn't matter?"
Fan Dache’s door suddenly rises high.
Chen Pingan, you are less here to talk about the cool words, standing and talking without hurting, you like Ning Yao, Ning Yao also likes you, you are all gods, you don’t know the rice and oil!

Chen Sanqiu just wanted to open his mouth to remind Fan Dache to talk less, but Chen Ping’s hand gently held his arm and shook his head, indicating that Chen Sanqiu had nothing to do.
Chen Pingan did not continue to say anything more, just silently drinking.
But Fan Daqi seems to finally find a way to understand the worries, and began to talk about Chen Pingan, saying more mixed words, but for the love of men and women.
Chen Sanqiu's face was blue, and even the stacks were frowning, wondering if he would stun his fist.
Chen Pingan always looks calm, and when Fan Dache finishes talking about his own words, he burst into tears.
Chen Pingan said this: "If you don't do well, you can't keep people, don't give yourself a reason, blame yourself for being a good person, feel that you are so wrong with women, and treat people with tenderness, not as good as others' mouths. Li Hu Qiao, his own vision is not good, just recognize. Many people like who, in addition to like each other, in fact, like themselves, intoxicated, love to die to live, nose and tears, is to look at themselves. Even blinded themselves Or, if you touch someone who likes luck, what do you think, even if the other party is not worthy of paying for it, you don’t know it. Anyway, I will touch myself first."
Fan Dache patted the table, "You shut up the old man!"
Chen Pingan said: "When you get hurt afterwards, drink alcohol, give yourself a few heads, what a good person's sincerity, worthless. You Fan Daqi is not lucky, the family is at, or excuses more, more hearty, like staying If you don’t live with a woman, you have no money to get into trouble. As for whether you are in a relationship between men and women, can you be responsible for yourself first, then you can really be responsible for the woman. Do you need to think about it? I don’t think it is necessary. I am sad and dead. Are you at fault, how can you touch yourself?"
Fan Dache staggered and stood up, his face twisted and his eyes full of blood. "Single Chen, fight one?!"
Chen Pingan waved his hand. "Do not fight, I am looking at you as a friend of Chen Sanqiu, only to say a few words that are not pleasing."
Chen Pingan drank a bowl of wine, poured another bowl, and finished drinking again. "If you say more, you should be drunk, you lose a crime."
Fan Daqi laughed happily: "I can't afford to pay for your peace!"
The other two friends of Fan Dache are also full of complaints about Chen Ping.
Where are you so persuaded? Isn't this a fuel on the fire?
Fan Dache stared at Chen Pingan. "How many things have you experienced, and are you talking about these principles?"
Chen Sanqiu said to Fan Dache: "Enough! Don't drink alcohol!"
Fan Daqi looked desolate, a sly, and finally helped the table, sobbing: "Three autumns."
Chen Sanqiu sighed and stood up. "Okay, check out."
Chen Pingan apologized to Chen Sanqiu, Chen Sanqiu smiled and nodded.
Chen Ping left the wine table and walked over to the stack.
Fan Daqi suddenly picked up the wine bowl and went to Chen Ping’s side.
Chen Pingan slowed down, but he did not turn around. Chen Sanqiu had already bypassed the wine table and hugged Fan Dache, angered: "Fan Dache! Are you drinking alcohol and drinking your brain!"
The stack is going to move, and Chen Ping, who is facing the wine table, shakes his head.
Regardless of the unreasonable sadness, the sadness of a person who is frustrated is always sad.
Fan Dache struggled desperately and shouted at the back of the green shirt: "Chen Pingan! You are a fart, you don't understand Yuchao at all, you dare say her, I am not finished with you!"
Chen Pingan turned his head and said, "When you wake up, say it."
Fan Dache accidentally hit an elbow on Chen Sanqiu's chest and broke free. He clenched his hands and his eyes were red and gasping. "You said I can, saying that Yuchao's half is not, can't!"
Chen Pingan turned around. "I am calm and talk with you. It is not how much you have Fan Daqi, but I have tutors."
Overlooking the back of Chen Ping’s back.
At this moment, there is some fear, just like she usually sees those high swordsmen.
Aliang once said that those swordsmen who put the majesty on their faces do not need to be afraid, they really need to be awe, but those who usually speak very well.
Because of the so-called character and angularity, it is not a small stone that leaks into the shoes, and it is lame everywhere, making people feel uncomfortable every step of the way. It's the kind of pebbles in the stream, and you can take it with you, but if you really want to bite it, you will really have a tooth decay.
Chen Sanqiu is also very annoyed. He pushes it on Fan Dache’s shoulder and pushes the latter forward. He walks, fights, fights hard, fights himself! Killing himself and killing, I will be angry and recognize. You are such a good friend, still carry you home!"
Fan Daqi suddenly stood still, as if it was blown by the wind, his mind was awake, and sweat was seeing on his forehead.
I never thought that Chen Pinghe laughed: "If you don't have a heart, whoever hasn't had a drunkenness, remember to check out the money."
Chen Sanqiu repented of the intestines. He knew that he shouldn’t be called by Fan Daqing to sit down and drink, and he would have to go home with Fan Dache.
If this is to know Ning Yao, if he is finished playing, he will not be able to enter Ningfu as a guest in the future.
Stacked up to Chen Pingan and asked: "You are not angry?"
Chen Pingan squatted on the ground, glaring at the white bowl fragments and laughing: "What about anger, if it is so..."
The stacks also squatted down and cleaned up the mess, but found that there was no post, and turned around and looked curious.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "As long as the person of words, the original intention is not bad, there is no ugly words under the sun. If there is such a thing, it is not enough to cultivate."
Stacked and held back and laughed. "The one who was beaten by a punch?"
Chen Pingan’s face is like a saying:
I don’t say that the person is a speculation, not to mention that I have not said that it’s enough to cultivate my heart.

After cleaning up the debris on the ground, Chen Pingan continued to clean up the mess on the wine table. Except for the half-altar wine that had not been finished yet, the other altar wine that he had previously brought together did not reveal the mud seal, but Chen Sanqiu but they settled together. It is still very kind.
Chen Pingan was in a good mood, poured a bowl of wine for himself, and left the altar, and planned to go to Ningfu and give it to Nalan's predecessors.
The big treasurer stack also pretended not to see.
Chen Pingan sat alone on the wine table and drank wine. One year passed and it was another year.
Years old, old and young, peace and security.