Seeing that Guo Xiang was obsessed with Yang Guo, Jiang Chen was helpless. After going to the guest room, he meditated by himself. He knew very well that his martial arts skills were all acquired through the talent of reincarnation, and basically required a long period of training. Therefore, he was unwilling to give up even one minute of practice time easily.
The next morning, Guo Xiang personally ordered her maid Xiaobangtou to bring breakfast. It was fragrant bacon porridge, four white flour buns, and a small plate of pickles. In this era of this world, this is absolutely delicious. It was already an extremely luxurious and sumptuous breakfast. Jiang Chen had been practicing outside for several months. This was the first time he had eaten such a delicious breakfast. Naturally, he had a huge appetite and was full of praises.
At noon, Yeluqi came to invite him in person, saying that a banquet had been set up in the mansion to thank him for saving the lives of Guo Fu and Guo Xiang. Jiang Chen followed Yeluqi to the hall. There were quite a few people in the hall, and there was only one table, but Guo Xiang was nowhere to be seen. Considering Jiang Chen's age, he could only be considered a junior. He declined and sat on top of Guo Polu, just opposite Guo Jing. Although he really wanted to, he also knew that it was not easy to ask about Guo Xiang now. Not long after, Huang Rong and Zhu Ziliu also came, and Guo Jing looked quite happy.
"This time is mainly to thank Jiang Shaoxia for killing Nimoxing and eliminating a great harm to the martial arts world. Guo Jing would like to toast you a toast." Guo Jing, as the host, first stood up and toasted. Huang Rong pulled Guo Jing's hand from the side, apparently blaming Guo Jing for speaking too clearly. Seeing this scene, Jiang Chen also understood something in his heart. However, he knew that he knew it, but he had no intention of telling anyone.
"Daxia Guo is so polite. My rescue this time is purely accidental. Besides, even if I don't take action, Miss Guo Xiang will be fine. Daxia Guo has worked hard to defend Xiangyang. As a Han Chinese, I have always respected Daxia Guo very much. This glass of wine should be presented to Hero Guo." Jiang Chen immediately stood up with a smile and returned the compliment.
When everyone saw him as a young hero and heard that he was extremely skilled in martial arts and that he actually knew etiquette so well, they had a somewhat changed impression of him. Even Zhu Ziliu's eyes showed a hint of approval. Huang Rong was the only one who was a little confused. Until now, she still had doubts about Jiang Chen.
"This..." Guo Jing was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say, but he heard Huang Rong smile and say: "Brother Jing, since Young Master Jiang respects you, just drink it and don't let people stand all the time."
"Then I'd rather obey your orders than respect, do it!!" Guo Jing drank the wine in one gulp, and Jiang Chen did the same. He felt that the wine was too spicy and almost spit it out, so he had to force it back, but his face There was already a blush on my face. After swallowing it, I felt that although the wine was overbearing, it was indeed a good wine, but I just drank it too quickly. He gets it on his face when he drinks, but he doesn't really get drunk after just one glass of wine.
Huang Rong's face turned slightly red when she saw him finishing the cup, and she immediately had an idea in her mind. She looked at Zhu Ziliu and pointed at the wine glass with her eyes. Zhu Ziliu immediately understood and picked up the wine glass and said to Jiang Chen: "Jiang Shaoxia has unparalleled martial arts skills, is heroic and courageous, but is also humble, so I would like to offer you a glass of wine." "
When Jiang Chen saw this, he didn't understand the other party's intention, and thought to himself: "So you want to get me drunk, and then you can trick me!" At that moment, he secretly used his inner strength to urge him, and he was no longer drunk. In fact, It's not that he can't drink, it's just that he drank a little too fast and almost choked.
"Mr. Zhu, you are so polite. I heard that Mr. Zhu was born in the top 100. He has a wealth of knowledge and a lot of talent. I can't catch up with just this talent and learning. Even if you flatter me, Mr. Jiang is even more impressed. He is from Dali, but he comes to help you." Song Zhenzong guarded Xiangyang. His magnanimity and magnanimity are definitely a model for our generation to learn from. I would also like to propose a toast to you sir." Jiang Chen responded with a smile and drank the wine in one gulp.
"Since ancient times, heroes have emerged from youth. Young Master Jiang, you are too humble." Zhu Ziliu looked fine on the surface, but his heart was churning. These words were all in Zhu Ziliu's heart. Now that Dali was dead, he came to help the Song Dynasty defend Xiangyang. Although It is a little comfort to deal with Mongolia, the enemy that destroyed the country. But how could the pain of country subjugation be eliminated? There were many Dali masters at the table, all of whom were feeling very hurt, but they spoke highly of Jiang Chen.
Seeing that the scene was a bit cold, Huang Rong smiled and said: "Dunru, Xiuwen, your Master Zhu has already paid tribute to you, so you two should also toast Young Master Jiang."
Although the boss of Xiaowu and Xiaowu were not happy, since the master's wife had spoken, he could only pick up the wine glass angrily and said: "Young Master Jiang, our brothers also want to toast you."
"I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it. The two brothers are extraordinary. They are really masters and disciples. The tiger father has no dogs. The two of them are stationed in Xiangyang with their father and master. They are also assisted by two virtuous couples. They call Xiangyang their home. They are really Xiangyang. Fortunately, the Song Dynasty is lucky. If all the people of the Song Dynasty can be like the two of you, then they will be like a million soldiers, and why should they be afraid of the Mongolian thieves? I would like to toast you two." Jiang Chen said with great righteousness.
To be honest, when it comes to martial arts, he doesn't think much of these Wu brothers. However, it is okay to say a few words of praise for their integrity when they followed Guo Jing and Huang Rong to defend Xiangyang and finally died in the city. It's not against his will, what's more, for him, he no longer knows where to throw his integrity.
"Fuck!!" Everyone likes to hear good things. Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people in the world who are good at flattering people and become prosperous. When had the two of them ever received such praise, they only felt a feeling in their hearts. A wave of heroic spirit rushed out, straight into the sky, he looked at Jiang Chen, and drank the wine in one gulp.
"Well said! If everyone in the Song Dynasty can regard the country as their home, we won't be afraid even if there are ten times more Yuanmeng people." Guo Jing couldn't help but applaud after hearing what Jiang Chen said. Huang Rong also smiled slightly. She didn't expect Jiang Chen to be so talkative after drinking. Just when he was about to speak, he saw Guo Polu and Yeluqi standing up almost at the same time, raising their glasses and saying:
"Brother Jiang!"
"Young Master Jiang!"
The three of them looked at each other and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Huang Rong thought that she didn't need to remind him now, so she smiled and said: "Polu, let your brother-in-law come first."
Guo Polu was a simple and honest child, so he had to sit down first. Jiang Chen patted him on the shoulder to comfort him, and then said to Yelu Qi: "Brother Yelu is so polite. I was just about to respect Brother Yelu, but I didn't expect it." Let Brother Yelu take the lead. Brother Yelu has great admiration for his literary talent, martial arts, and broad mind. Daxia Guo has gained such a good son-in-law that it is like having an extra arm. The Song Dynasty has gained a hundred thousand soldiers by having Brother Yelu. I have a toast to Brother Yelu. Do it! "
"Yelu Qi has a meager talent. An Neng is so honored. Young Master Jiang is so ridiculous. Go ahead!" Yelu Qi was much calmer. However, being praised like this, he couldn't help but show a bit of joy on his face. He raised his hand to drink wine. Drink it all in one gulp.
After Jiang Chen finished drinking, he finally sat down and asked Guo Polu in a low voice, "Why isn't your second sister here?"
Guo Polu replied honestly: "Second sister said she didn't want to eat, so my mother asked her servants to deliver the food to her room."
Before Jiang Chen could ask again, Huang Rong saw Jiang Chen and Guo Polu whispering and became curious, so she asked, "Polu, what are you and Young Master Jiang talking about?"
"Oh, it's nothing. I just wanted to have a drink with Polu. Come on, Polu, let's have a drink too. A tiger father has no dog son. I hope you work hard, achieve success as soon as possible, and live up to the reputation of Hero Guo." Jiang Chen knew in his heart. Guo Polu was an honest boy, so he quickly spoke first.
"Brother Jiang," Guo Polu scratched his head and replied, "I work hard, but I can't always do well. Even my second sister can't compare to my second sister in martial arts."
"God rewards those who work hard. Your father couldn't compare to your mother back then, and he has become a hero now. Don't lose confidence. The most important thing is to persevere." Jiang Chen said with a smile, and then drank the wine. , his face was already as red as a persimmon, which would burst when pinched.
Huang Rong was planning to take advantage of this great opportunity to get Jiang Chen drunk, and then use the skill of uttering truth after drinking to ask some questions, but she saw a faint wisp of smoke steaming from Jiang Chen's head, and the drunkenness on his face also dissipated. I couldn't help but be stunned for a while!
Zhu Ziliu and others couldn't help but widen their eyes, and sighed inwardly: This young hero Jiang has such deep inner strength, it seems impossible to get him drunk.
Since Jiang Chen's internal strength cultivation has reached such a high level, even if he drinks for one more night, he may not get drunk. At that moment, Huang Rong, Zhu Ziliu and others had no choice but to give up their plans, and there was no other meaning involved. , this meal can be regarded as a feast for the guests and the host, and they did not disperse until the sun turned to the west...