flstandardbreds Chapter 139: Gambling and drinking, Ruofeng breaks through, Yanzhao gets beaten (1)
Chapter 139: Gambling and drinking, Ruofeng breaks through, Yanzhao gets beaten (1)
Looking at his uncle chattering under the tree, Wen Yanzhao was in a good mood.
However, when Wen Yanzhao heard Wen Hujiu talking about the Tang Sect Poison Testing Conference in a month, he instantly became interested.
"call out!"
Wen Yanzhao paused on his toes and landed in front of the warm pot of wine:
"Don't be angry, uncle. I'll give you some improved products later. I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"
Wen Hujiu's eyes turned, and while Wen Yanzhao was off guard, he tapped three major acupoints on Wen Yanzhao's body with his fingertips, instantly controlling them.
Wen Yanzhao never expected that his uncle would press his acupoints. Half of his body went numb and he stood there unable to move.
"Hehe, luckily I didn't teach you my acupuncture skills, otherwise you would have taught it to your nephew and stolen everything from your uncle!"
Wen Hujiu smiled sinisterly and smiled at Wen Yanzhao who was unable to move in front of him.
"Uncle... we can talk it over. Let me go first, and I'll return the toads to you!"
Wen Yanzhao was naturally very familiar with basic skills such as acupressure, but he was caught off guard and was succeeded by his uncle.
Now that he has reached the level of Half-Step Divine Wandering, it would only take a moment for him to use his internal force to break through the acupuncture points.
Wen Yanzhao had been away from home for a long time and usually played and joked with his uncle. He just thought he was playing with him and pretended to beg for mercy.
He walked around Wen Yanzhao with the pot of wine in hand, then said with a smile:
"I can let you go, but I have a condition!"
"I heard from A Lie that the emperor in Tianqi City gave you a position as the school supervisor and awarded you 1,000 taels of gold. Is that true?"
Wen Yanzhao's heart moved. It turned out that his uncle was not only after the pair of toads. He probably spent all his savings on drinking and prostitution, and was trying to blackmail his nephew!
"Alas... because of this incident, I was indeed given 1,000 taels of gold, but..."
Wenhujiu's face changed:
"Don't keep my uncle in suspense. But what? You're not going to party every night in Tianqi City, are you?"
Wen Yanzhao shook his head and smiled:
"That's not the case. I left half of the money to Xiao Baili, and used the rest to buy those top-grade poisons!"
"Otherwise...are all these 99% rare items of mine stolen?"
Wenhujiu curled his lips and said, "Hmph... hard to say! You stole everything from the novel, who knows where it is outside?"
Wen Yanzhao rolled his eyes at his boss:
"Tsk, uncle, how can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air? Can we call it stealing when our Wen family poisons people?"
"Hey!"
Wen Hujiu raised his hand and kicked Wen Yanzhao on the buttocks, pretending to be fierce and said:
"You little bastard, don't think that you are a half-step divine wanderer now. You are still my uncle's nephew. Hand over the toad and the gold!"
Wen Yanzhao felt a pain in his buttocks, and said righteously:
"Uncle? You want to blackmail me?"
Wenhujiu had a sinister look on his face and laughed:
"We are such close uncle and nephew, how can this be called blackmail?"
"My uncle has been going to Lingnan City to drink with Miss Daidai recently, so he is a little short of money. You should give me three hundred taels of gold!"
"As for stealing my toad, I will pretend that it never happened. At most, you can give me a handful of peacock gall. Even though that stuff is a bit strong, it can be used as a makeshift!"
Wen Yanzhao shook his head, still looking like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water:
"I lied to you little dog, all the gold is gone, the peacock has enough guts!"
Wen Jujiu suddenly pulled out two colorful caterpillars from his sleeves and threatened:
"I think you won't cry until you see the coffin. Others may not know, but my uncle knows it best!"
"Although you are immune to all poisons, you are very ticklish. I have specially prepared two large caterpillars from Wengkuling..."
"Hehe... this stuff isn't very poisonous. It will itch like hell if it gets on your body!"
Wen Yanzhao immediately got scared when he saw this thing. What Wen Hujiu said was true. Wen Yanzhao was indeed covered with itchy skin.
He immediately burst into tears and shouted at the top of his voice:
"Grandpa, Grandpa...please take care of your eldest son. He is bullying others again!"
Wen Hujiu's face changed drastically, and he dropped the caterpillar in fear and quickly pulled out his handkerchief to cover Wen Yanzhao's mouth:
"My dear nephew, stop screaming! If your grandfather finds out that I blackmailed you, he will definitely not let me off!"
At this moment, a deep and majestic voice came from the main hall of the inner courtyard:
"Who bullied my grandson again?"
Before he finished speaking, Wen Lin's white hair fluttered, and he rushed to the front of Wenhujiu with a gust of wind and gave him a violent chestnut!
"Ouch! Dad, be gentle!"
Wen Hujiu felt pain when drinking the wine, so he quickly let go of Wen Yanzhao's mouth and jumped to the side!
When Wen Yanzhao saw his grandfather coming to rescue him, he stopped pretending. The internal force in his meridians rushed against the small circulation, and the acupoints opened instantly.
"Grandpa, why are you up so early? Have you had breakfast? Zhao'er will make you some lotus seed soup!"
Wen Lin smiled and put his arm around Wen Yanzhao's shoulders:
"Grandpa wakes up before four o'clock now. He is too old to sleep that much!"
"Your uncle bullied you again, didn't he? Let me help you vent your anger!"
After saying that, he raised his hand, and a powerful internal force gushed out, and the warm pot of wine was instantly sucked into Wen Lin's hand!
"Snapped!"
Wen Lin slapped Wen Hujiu's neck with his skinny hand, and then started to curse:
"If you dare to bully Zhao'er again, I won't let you go to Tang Sect!"
"Look at you. You're almost 40 years old, but you don't look decent at all. You hang out with that Dai Dai girl all day. How can you be so decent?"
"Our Bu Ping is not like you. You take one step at a time. After so many years of making and mixing poisons, you are becoming less and less capable than your second brother!"
In front of Wen Lin, the old patriarch of the Wen family, the unruly Wen Hujiu was as obedient as a cat.
"Daddy taught me this. Jiu'er must remember what daddy said and avoid going to places like that in the future!"
Although Wen Lin was a bit strict with Wen Hujiu, he loved his son from the bottom of his heart.
He is ranked in the top four of the best list, and has unparalleled poison skills (excluding Wen Yanzhao for now, of course), which is a great honor to his family.
Seeing his son showing weakness, Wen Lin put away his stern expression and softened his tone:
"You too, our Wen family is not the kind of family that sticks to the old ways and cares about the old conventions of the world."
"You have been in love with that girl Dai Dai for more than ten years, right? If you really like her, you might as well marry her. Daddy has agreed to your marriage!"
"If anyone dares to talk badly about our Wen family, I will sprinkle a handful of silence into the Feilian River in front of our door."
"Zhao'er, what do you think?"
Wen Yanzhao chuckled:
"Grandpa is right. Aunt Daidai is also a miserable person. Her parents died in the war between Beique and Beili. I agree to this marriage!"
As he warmed the pot of wine, his face turned red and his heart felt warm:
"Thank you for your help, Dad. But... you know, my son's money is really tight!"
Hearing his uncle complaining about being poor again, Wen Yanzhao turned his back, exerted his inner strength, and took out a handful of gold ingots from the storage space:
"Uncle, take it! Just consider it as your nephew's share for you!"
Seeing the golden ingots, Wen Yanzhao's eyes widened:
"Oh, it's said that brothers fight tigers together, and uncles and nephews fight together! When it really comes to the critical moment, my nephew has to be reliable!"
Wen Lin snorted coldly, then mocked:
"You're the only one who would say that, wasn't it the time when you blackmailed Zhao'er just now?"
The three generations of the Wen family, grandparents, grandchildren, uncles and nephews, all laughed together.
……
Tianqi City, a small watchtower.
The scene returns to the most famous tavern in Tianqi City - Diaolou Xiaozhu.
It was already past 9 o'clock, and the early winter sun, with some residual heat, shone on the plaque of the watchtower.
The four upright gold-plated characters were reflected in the hall, making it shine brightly. A row of tables in the hall were neatly arranged.
Today was the day when Master Xie and Baili Dongjun were having a drinking bet. In front of Master Xie was a jar of carefully brewed Qiulubai.
He sat upright in the center, his eyes closed, resting. A stick of incense was burning next to him, and it was about to burn out.
In a private room on the second floor, Prince Qing was lazily lying on the couch, with his guards standing beside him to respond.
His tea had been refilled several times, and he was now playing with the pigeon egg-sized southern ruby in his hand boredly, glancing towards the door from time to time.
In comparison, the famous wine tasters in Tianqi City who were invited to taste the wine were very calm.
The old man in his seventies was Mr. Xun, Xie's master. He was dozing off with his head supported by one hand.
The woman in white chatted with the bartender next to her, laughing from time to time;
There is an empty seat for the sommelier next to it, I don’t know who it is reserved for.
The second-floor corridor behind the sommelier's seat was crowded with young boys and girls who came to watch, and it was very lively with chatter!
When the incense stick was about to burn out, the waiter at the door suddenly shouted:
"Here we are! It's the Eighth Young Master Beili!"
……
(PS: I envy the three generations of the Wen family so much. It reminds me of my deceased grandfather. Daju also grew up under his lap when he was a child. He was also a strict and kind old man...o(╥﹏╥)o)
(I hope all my readers will go back to see their ancestors often and cherish the days with them! Love you! May everyone be safe and happy!)