When Mrs. Xu and her three daughters-in-law were arranging for a carriage business at home, Mr. Xu in the Xu's restaurant in Sanhe Town had already drunk with Yan Jing and Zuo Qiu.

I didn't drink wine when I had dinner before.

But after the ceremony, Mr. Xu waved his hand and asked him to bring them the best bamboo leaf green from the restaurant.

On such a meaningful day, how can it be said without drinking?

So, you have to drink!

Mr. Xu is a drunkard, but with Mrs. Xu in charge, he seldom gets drunk. Because he is drunk, he becomes a fool.

Yan Jing and Zuo Qiu are also good drinkers.

The literati are good at wine. When they are drunk, they often have a lot of poetry.

If not, there would be no saying that Li Bai wrote a hundred poems about wine.

But in this world, there are always some people who are an exception.

After all, the ancestors also said that birds of a feather flock together.

What a coincidence!

Yan Jing, a Bachelor of neishuge, and Zuo Qiu, a magistrate of Anshun County, are of the same kind as Mr. Xu.

These three, are drunk to become two kind of fool.

Although old Xu and old Xu were greedy for a jar of good wine, they were wiped out by the three. But when old Xu and old Xu became two idiots and said that good brothers met each other honestly, and then they began to take off their clothes, they couldn't help it.

Too hot eyes!

Zuo Qiu, in particular, was so thin that he could see his ribs clearly.

It was Yan Jing who looked thin in his clothes and meat in his clothes. He was white and tender, just like a white cut chicken.

As for my father, the two brothers did not dare to comment on his father's taboo.

Wait until the three people stand in a row in the yard and aim at the peach tree in front

Old Xu and old Xu ran away decisively.

The gate of the courtyard was locked, so as not to be seen by outsiders.

When they locked the door, they heard Yan Jing's ghost name coming out of the yard: "the real famous scholar is very romantic. Look at me, I'm 3000 feet against the wind..."

Then, Zuo Qiu actually took the next sentence: "I'm one foot less than my second brother!"

……

"Brother, please do something!"

Far away from the backyard and back in the restaurant, Xu's eyes are fixed on him.

"What for?"

Mr. Xu took a look at Mr. Xu.

"Well, in the future, if I'm going to get drunk, remember to knock me out!"

Xu said solemnly.

Thinking of his drunkenness, Xu felt that he would be ashamed.

Xu raised his hand and patted Xu's shoulder. His voice was serious and heavy. He said, "brother, if I have such a situation in the future, you should remember to knock me out."

"All right, all right!"

The two brothers made a solemn agreement.

As for abstinence?

Are you kidding?

How can a man not drink?

If there is no wine in this life, what's the fun?

……

In the restaurant, the officials of the Ministry of rites who came with Yan Jing to make an announcement were very polite. They ate in good manners and replaced wine with tea.

When they were full, they were led to the inn opposite by Xu Laoer and Xu Laoer.

This is the only Inn in Sanhe Town. It was only offered by Zhao Bingju. During this period, he didn't entertain guests very much. To the outside world, it was repackaged.

But now, old Xu and old Xu are leading a group of people from the etiquette department.

There is no other way, it's just blocking up!

Zhao Bingju, who is lying in the room recuperating, receives the reward from the people below. After a little meditation, he agrees to move in.

"The room rate is calculated according to the inn in the capital!"

It's a good price to stay in the inn where Mr. Zhao Er lives!