Chapter 529: 529: Fat fish take the bait (2)【Ask monthly ticket】

Chapter 529 Chapter 529: Fat Fish Takes the Bait (2) [Ask for a monthly ticket]

Some people sing to tears, like hearing the sounds of nature.

Some people sing to make people pee, life is worse than death.

The self in Shen Tang's eyes naturally belongs to the former.

Shen Tang in the eyes of others definitely belongs to the latter!

It is inevitable that Shen Tang will lose Zhao Feng's favorability at the "Farewell Banquet", and pray for Shan to make a decisive decision and stand up.

"My lord!"

Shen Tang looked at him: "What's wrong?"

Qishan said with a smile on his face: "Shan and Dayi have worked together for two years, fought side by side several times, and retired together in the same year. Now that he is leaving, Shan is reluctant... I want to play music for him and talk about my feelings. Are you willing to fight for this opportunity?"

Shen Tang didn't quite understand.

Why can't you play an ensemble or play one more piece?

When her accompaniment is over, Qishan can't accompaniment?

However, thinking that Qi Shan seldom asks himself, it is rare for him to speak once, and he is not good at arguing with Yuan Liang, so he nodded and agreed, and let the opportunity go. Qi Shan and the others breathed a sigh of relief, but Xun Zhen was still out of the situation.

"My lord is not good at music and reasoning..." Jiang Sheng, who was on a short errand and came back just before the banquet, turned slightly sideways and whispered to Xun Zhen.

Xun Zhen frowned, and said disapprovingly: "Even if you are not good at it, Qi Yuanliang shouldn't be so rude..."

Originally the atmosphere was good, but he came here suddenly... Fortunately, it was Zhao Feng who had no heart. If it were any other brave warrior with some temperament, even if he didn't show it on the surface, he would be dissatisfied in his heart. Pray for goodness, why bother?

If it is more serious, it can be called "proud of being favored".

Jiang Sheng had a strange expression on his face.

"My lord is really not good at..."

This time, he stood by Qi Yuanliang. Really letting the lord end, ruining the farewell banquet is a small matter, but throwing embarrassment to Wu Xian's side is a major matter.

Xun Zhen: "..."

Zhao Feng sang a hometown ditty, which was supposed to be a farewell song with Wu Nong's soft words and lingering sentimentality. Under his rough and clear voice, he sang the momentum of a heroic war song. The whole song has no technique and is all emotion.

The accompaniment of praying for goodness is just the opposite.

There is no emotion, it is all skills.

After Zhao Feng sang a song, he slapped his legs and laughed loudly: "I never thought that after so many years, Yuan Liang could still remember this tune..."

After finishing speaking, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and smiled awkwardly. Just at this time, Shen Tang applauded and applauded, bluntly saying that Zhao Feng's singing skills are amazing, and he didn't expect him to hide such a skill. Zhao Feng was blushed by Shen Tang's praise, his ears were hot, and he waved his hands repeatedly.

He thought that Shen Tang was speaking politely.

As everyone knows, Shen Tang really thinks it sounds good.

This banquet was originally held for Zhao Feng and others. There are enough drinks and food, and the big guys just open their bellies to drink.

As the saying goes, a thousand sorrows are relieved by being drunk, and the sad parting atmosphere is much lighter under the bewilderment of wine, and they are all drunk soon.

The scribes were relatively restrained, drinking lightly, because they had to get up early tomorrow to be busy, and the hangover would affect their state.

The warriors present were not so restrained.

There are not many opportunities to drink openly.

As the drunkenness continued to rise, the scene was chaotic like a morning market, with hundreds of ducks quacking and screaming, making people's brains hurt. Shen Tang couldn't drink, so he could only hold Gu Chi to drink milk with her, and he smelled of alcohol all night long.

After making a fuss until midnight, he escaped and went back to his room.

Raising his hand to smell the alcohol on his sleeve, he frowned in disgust.

She can't sleep without taking a bath.

However, calling someone to get up to boil hot water at this time is not proper, so Shen Tang hugged his clean clothes and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a cold shower. As a result, as soon as he got close, he saw that the bathroom was lit up, and a figure was leaning against the doorpost in a light sleep under a quilt.

By the dim moonlight, Shen Tang could barely see this person's face clearly. He squatted down, gently supported the other person's shoulder with one hand, and gently pushed with the other: "Miss Shen? Wake up, why are you sleeping here?"

Shen Zhi, a pregnant woman, didn't sleep in her room most of the night, why did she come here? Are you not afraid of freezing out?

Obviously, Shen Zhi slept lightly. Just as Shen Tang yelled twice, she slowly opened her sleepy eyes, her expression still somewhat dazed. After realizing it, she put her hands on the ground and adjusted a more comfortable posture: "Shen Jun, is the banquet over?"

Shen Tang: "Well, it's over."

The answer made her dumb.

Shen Zhi learned that the farewell banquet was being held in the front hall, and expected that the group of people would get very drunk, so she asked the back chef to work overtime to keep the hangover soup simmering. It's almost time to send it in. The water in the bathroom is also kept on fire.

Shen Tang became a little angry when he heard the words: "Who can't I leave these things to? Do you need a pregnant woman who is pregnant with Liujia to do it? Don't you want to see if your body is heavy?"

Shen Tang couldn't help but speculate that Shen Zhi was worried about being abandoned before she tried her best? But Shen Zhi contributed a lot in the First Battle of Shiwu, and it is not too much for Shen Tang to support her richly, there is absolutely no need to do these thankless things. Don't worry about giving birth?

As he spoke, he picked out a thick new dress and wrapped it around Shen Zhi's body, and said, "Go back to your room immediately and rest!"

Worried about the slippery road in the dark, he changed his mind again.

"Forget it, I'll send you back."

Shen Zhi opened his mouth, his eyes flickered, he seemed to hesitate to speak, and after a while he lowered his head and answered "En."

Shen Tang: "..."

Originally, Bai Su was expected to pry Shen Zhi's mouth open, but according to the current situation, it's better to do it by yourself—delay for a while, Shen Zhi's fetus is bigger, dragging such a heavy body to do these trivial things, I'm really worried accident.

She asked straightforwardly.

"What is Mrs. Shen worried about recently?"

Shen Zhi looked up at Shen Tang when she heard the words, her eyes were slightly bright, but she never uttered a single word, her mouth was very tight.

The ones with a little more urgency, won't be rushed to death by her?

Shen Tang said solemnly: "If you don't say it, you will put me in an unkind and unrighteous situation. If outsiders know, they will only say that Shen Youli will repay the favor, and he is so mean and ungrateful to a meritorious person!"

She purposely spoke in a more serious tone.

Shen Zhi was startled, and hurriedly said: "I definitely have no such intention."

Shen Tang fixed his gaze on Shen Zhi, not allowing her to dodge. Finally, Shen Zhi stammered out her recent worries, and it was also the culprit that made her panic all this time—

She's like, no, she's a heretic.

"Heretical?"

Shen Zhi looked sadly: "Maybe it's a disaster..."

She is considered to be dependent on others now, how will Shen Tang treat and deal with "heresy"?

I wanted to run away secretly, but found that I couldn't run away at all... There was a lot of chaos outside, where could she go as a month-old pregnant woman? To run is to die.

Weighing the pros and cons—

She wondered whether to ask Shen Tang for help, and she tried her best to show her presence in front of Shen Tang these days, but there were not many opportunities, and her clumsy flattery and temptation were useless. The idea of asking for help lingered in my mind, but I still couldn't make up my mind.

Because, she couldn't afford to gamble.

Shen Tang listened for a long while, still dazed.

"You say you are a scourge? How do you say it?"

Shen Zhibai's lips were white, trembling with fear: "My family is convinced that I am a daughter, and now I can absorb the energy of heaven and earth to stay in my body for a long time... How can it not be the scourge of heresy?"

Shen Tang: "..."

She subconsciously raised her head and looked in the direction of Yongguguan.

A guess vaguely flashed in my heart.

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Xixing has opened a new book, showing the way "Nine Needles of Luo", those who like ancient sayings will definitely not lose money (silently complaining, this book title is a bit weirder than Tuizhen _(:з"∠)_) But - produced by the Great God, Must be a boutique.

The quality of Xixing Dabao's novels is beyond words.

PS: Shen Zhi is definitely not a strategist or general. She was born in a boudoir.

Lin Feng was young, and at the age when he was the most plastic, he ran around with Chu Yao and his group, and he was fascinated by it.

Ning Yan has been able to see the vast world from her boudoir to her marriage. She has received an orthodox literati education, and her like-minded husband Yan Xingning will discuss with her and make progress together. It is not difficult for her to transform into a staff strategist.

Wen Xin is not limited to one field.

PPS: A reader also found a dark easter egg before (it turned out that only one person found it, and only one person discussed it). Tangmei and Lin Feng, who barely managed to get close, were they really spiritual creatures?

Because women are born creators.

Speaking of this, I want to complain again. The female statues are really worthless. Nine out of ten books just switch men and women. Is it birth discrimination or birth discrimination...

(end of this chapter)

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