"Come on...you all drink this cup!"

The young master naturally raised the sour plum soup in his hand and clinked the glass with them.

I am not yet an adult, and the organs are already relatively tender and delicate during the development period.

Especially the brain, if you have nothing to do at this time, if you swallow alcohol, it will be a pitfall if you cause brain damage.

The young master cherishes his life very much. He finally lives for a while and doesn't become a fool.

At this time, everyone was in the camp outside the city, the young master's temporary camp.

The poor governor Guixi finally breathed a sigh of relief now, looking at the table full of delicacies, I felt extremely satisfied.

The bonfires ignited on all sides, and in addition to Guixi, there were also many chieftains from Qianzhou who came to the banquet.

The young master's camp is in the middle of them, and the chieftains from Qianzhou are scattered around them.

Everyone at least seemed to be having fun and constantly toasting each other.

The chieftains of Qianzhou also whispered to these local officials in Guixi, the benefits of their support after they were supported.

No one noticed that Qin Meng, who was in the distance, looked down slightly and looked at these Qianzhou chieftains with his eyes.

He quickly saw a hint of unnaturalness on An Guirong and Yang Ai's face, and at this moment he saw a bolt of gaze.

This gaze came from the woman in Qianzhou dressed in the distance. When she met the woman's gaze...

Qin Meng's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, and his face became red involuntarily.

Nothing else, this woman is really... too enchanting!

The beautiful eyes are full of spring, and the beautiful mouth is full of charming.

Qin Meng quickly calmed down his heart fire and withdrew his gaze and dared not look again.

I just kept scanning the women around the young master with my own eyes, but every time I looked at the karma in his heart, the fire in his heart would burn a little.

The pretty maid, the enchanting Miao woman, the graceful but charming Princess Fusang...

And those tall and frivolous girls around him who stand up are more beautiful than any local official family in northern Guangxi.

The fire in Qin Meng's heart was just a good family background!

If Qin had your family background, what you have now is just a trivial matter!

The jealous fire in his heart even burned Qin Meng kept trembling all over, so he didn't dare to look up.

Because as long as you look up, you can't hide it...

The banquet was until the moon was on the willows gradually dissipated. When everyone left, Qin Meng walked behind.

He kept his head down along the way, and he didn't speak at the banquet, so no one noticed him.

"Qin Qianhu, you and my family have some contact..."

Suddenly, a voice rang in Qin Meng's ears.

He was shocked and looked up.

Then he saw that Mo Jiheng had stopped at some point and avoided everyone waiting for him.

"My advice is to tell you, people... need to know how to examine the situation."

Mo Jiheng looked at Qin Meng and said word by word: "You need to know yourself and your enemy. Don't do anything meaningless in Qin Qianhu."

Qin Meng's face remained unchanged when he heard this, and he clasped his fists gently but did not answer.

Mo Jiheng seemed to care, he continued to lower his head and walked forward.

The two of them walked one after another, and Mo Jiheng quickly caught up with other local officials and whispered in a low voice.

Qin Meng didn't drink much wine today, and he didn't even eat much.

He silently avoided other local officials and returned to his camp with the local soldiers around him.

He sent a few meat dumplings, and Qin Meng silently ate the cold meat dumplings in the military tent.

"You all retreat! I want to be quiet."

Qin Meng didn't want to see anyone now, and even asked the local soldiers outside the camp to retreat.

Several local officials in the camp wanted to say something, but they could only swallow their words when they looked at Qin Meng's eyes.

Unlike other places, Guixi's zongzi, which is like a pillow, can be eaten almost all year round.

The poor family eats white rice dumplings, and those with slightly richness eat chestnuts and red bean stuffing.

Only a local official like Qin Meng can eat meat dumplings.

When eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year in the north, while when eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year in the west, it is eating dumplings during the Chinese New Year in the west.

Inside the big rice dumplings are full of fat meat.

I put the dry firewood on the pot and cooked overnight. The fatty meat in the rice dumplings had already soaked the whole rice dumplings with oil.

Now with the remaining heat, I cut it with a knife and twisted it into my mouth.

Suddenly, he felt his neck chill slightly.

Suddenly, Qin Meng's pupils shrank, and he not only felt the coldness.

I also smelled a different smell, which was a kind of oil coming from far north of the grassland when I rubbed it on the knife.

This oil is specially used in maintenance knives, and most people cannot afford it.

"Mr. Qin, I'm really sorry! I just want to have a good chat with you."

Qin Meng didn't say anything, and he didn't even dare to move.

He heard a ray of wind coming from behind, and then a slightly fat figure slowly walked out from behind him.

This man looked more than 40 or fifty, and his long beard fluttered to show his good looks and elegance.

But his body looks a little fat, but this silently shows his demeanor and wealth.

"I will introduce myself, I am Duan Cundong."

The visitor who claimed to be Duan Cundong smiled slightly and saw several black figures flashing out from behind the tent.

One of them carried a chair and placed it opposite the table. Duan Cundong sat slowly on the chair.

"The brothers in Green Forest love and give me the name of "Iron Rope Crossing the River".

As he said that, Duan Cundong smiled slightly and looked at Qin Meng and said softly: "Now he is the disciple of the White Lotus Li, the envoy of the Southwest."

Bai Lian?!Qin Meng was stunned at first, and then his pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Of course he knew about Bailian, and Bailian people had considered the development in western Guizhou.

However, the people who make decisions in this area of ​​Guixi are basically the Taoist lords from various villages. How can you not boycott your business if you compete with them?!

Besides, Bai Lian was rebelling, but you can sue the government just now!

So after testing it a few times, Bai Lian simply gave up Guixi and got out honestly.

"The Master Duan came here, I wonder what you can do to teach me?"

Qin Meng's face was naturally very bad when he was pressed against his neck with a knife.

But now he also judged that Duan Cundong had no intention of killing him.

If you want to kill him, you will get everything done with just one knife.

He also asked himself that there was nothing that could make people like, and he also needed to ask for the baby he asked for.

So I quickly calmed down and took a deep breath: "If you need help from Qin, you should do your best!"

"No, no, no... Lord Qin misunderstood!"

Cundong smiled slightly, reached out to pick up the knife and cut the rice dumplings for Qin.

"I came to find Lord Qin... to discuss cooperation."

As he said that, Duan Cundong waved his hand and Qin Meng felt the coldness between his neck slowly withdraw.

"I am impatient to follow the power, and I will offend you too much! I hope Lord Qin will be forgiven."

Qin slowly let out a breath and his eyes condensed: "Are Master Duan afraid of someone calling me?"

Duan Cundong said this and smiled "Puchi~" and pushed the rice dumplings on the table hard at Qin.

"The brother behind you hasn't stood up yet!"

Qin Meng's face turned dark and he immediately knew that he had made a fool of himself.

It is obvious that they are not afraid of shouting, or that they are sure that they will not shout.

"How to cooperate?! Rebellion?! I didn't realize that Bailian can help someone rebellion!"

Qin sneered, hugged his arms and said, "Mr. Qin can survive now."

Duan Cundong did not speak directly, but raised his hand.

Then he saw a man pulling open the backpack on his side and taking out a silver wine pot.
To be continued...