It turned out that this was Hu Zongxian... Kang Fei looked at Hu Zongxian up and down, and Hu Zongxian was also looking at him up and down.

The ancients valued appearance. In other words, it depends on their appearance. Those routines of [the back garden lady gives gold]. Look at the protagonists, which one is not a handsome guy? Even if they are not handsome, they must at least have a good facial features. You have to look like Song Xiaobao. How blind are those ladies to give gold to you in the back garden?

Kang Fei's words are well born, and changing into a white robe is Zhao Zilong, the white horse and silver spear in the storytelling story, so Hu Zongxian was particularly happy.

He couldn't help laughing, "What a heroic boy... sit down..." As he said that, he was about to invite him to sit on his desk.

Kang Fei didn't take this trick, and thought to himself that you officials, face-to-face-to-face-to-face-to-back... He refused at the moment, "Thank you, but I invited Boss Hu and Mao Banxian to have a drink, so it's not convenient to disturb you..."

He just refused, and the other side was short and big and smiled tightly, "What's the difficulty? Let's just play the same table with two tables... Zhuo Diuer, Mr. Mao is my friend, you can accompany him."

Zhuo Die'er's face turned pale, "Mr. Xu..." As a result, he was short and big and tight, and his face was stern, "Well? Why? Can't you accompany me, Xu Wenchang's friend?"

In theory, this is the norm in this era, but Kang Fei is so shameful. How can you go against the will of a woman if you are short and tight?

What's wrong with someone being a cousin? You can give birth to the idea of ​​[the monk touches me, Ah Q, and I can't touch it?]?

Kang Fei said in his heart: You are a native, I advise you to watch the movie directed by Ras Von Tyre. Even if she slept with ten thousand men yesterday, if you force her, she will have the right to use a gun to break you...

"Short..." Kang Fei almost blurted out that he was short and tight, and he quickly changed his words, "Hey! Mr. Xu, what you said is wrong. This Miss Zhuo is certainly a stingy person, but you can be like me, relying on your handsome appearance and not paying money, or if you are not handsome, you can use enough money... If you bully others with your power, what's the point?"

Short, Daji's face changed. He was praised as a child prodigy since he was a child. At the age of 20, he was recruited by a local rich man. He was both proud and inferior. How could he be said to bully others with power?

Without waiting for him to speak, Kang Fei reached out and took out a fifty taels of thin snowflake silver, and reached in front of Zhuo Di'er with a serious look on his face, "Miss Zhuo, I'll give you this silver. Can you stay with Mao Banxian for one night?"

Everyone thought his words were harsh, and Mao Banxian shook his hand quickly, "It's not possible to use it..." But Kang Fei shook his face and insisted on treating him to the King of Kings chicken, "Mao Banxian, are you not giving me face?"

As soon as he said this, everyone looked at each other. Kang Fei ignored others and said, "Last time someone toasted me, I didn't like it. He even toasted him with ten ladies. He couldn't bear it when he was the third one. Since ancient times, he didn't have any family members. Wine and sex have not been separated. Wine and sex are not allowed. Wine and sex are not allowed to give me face? I beat him up..."

Everyone present was all from official positions. In fact, the Shaoxing master was well-known all over the world, and even Xu Wenchang, although he was not even a juren at this time, he also had the experience of helping his father-in-law handle official duties, which was considered to be Lao Yu.

Therefore, everyone has heard that this guy probably used another method to reject Hu Zongxian and Lord Hu... Of course, if you modify it, it can also be called polite rejection.

This makes everyone's expression change.

We are all scholars, you are a warrior, and we have such a fuss, shouldn’t you be grateful? Shouldn’t you just accept it and worship it?

For a moment, everyone couldn't speak.

It was still Zhuo Diuer. At this time, she also saw that the atmosphere was not right. She was a famous gangster, and she could also be called the courtesan. At this time, she quickly stretched out her hand and took the silver in her hand. Then she bent down and said, "Nu thanked this master for the reward." After that, Yaoli walked over and supported Mao Banxian's arm. "I have long heard of Mao Banxian's famous name. Tonight I am yours..."

After saying that, Zhuo Di'er pulled Mao Banxian and sat down, then called the waiter, arranged food and drinks, and asked him to call Fat, Lian'er and a few knots together. The waiter recovered at this time, secretly wiped his sweat, and was timid and went there quickly.

Kang Fei watched coldly, thinking that no wonder he was watching people when he was visiting the forum and said that the ancient counterparts were modern celebrity socialites, which played a lubricating role... Yes, that's right, it played a lubricating role.

With Zhuo Dior in the middle and smooth, then fat and Lian'er, they all came to serve the masters. For a moment, it became lively. In fact, Boss Hu was thrust away during the meal, and he couldn't help but go on the table. After drinking a tour of wine, he found an excuse and left.

Kang Fei didn't want to make things difficult for him. He was an ordinary candle shop owner with a circle of scholars around him. Even the old acquaintance Mao Banxian turned into a scholar. It was strange that he could sit on his butt.

Fatty, who was sitting next to him, looked at his Qi Mei's appearance and felt really a terrible love in his heart. He wanted to pay for money to sleep with him. As expected, since ancient times, the madam loved Sister Chao'er... I would not bully this.

Although Pang'er is called Pang'er, she is actually not a money-losing product that no one has visited. She is fat and beautiful, and is second only to Zhuo Di'er among the crowd.

At that moment, while touching his crotch, Fat'er asked him softly, "Why don't you eat wine? He just frowned, Nunu looked at him, his heart hurts..." As he said that, he picked up the wine glass, drank half a cup, then his eyebrows circulated, and handed the cup on his hand, "If the master is willing to appreciate his face, he will eat this glass of wine..."

Speaking of this, Fat'er's face turned red. Although she was a slut, she was licked by a group of merchants on weekdays. She never turned around like this and did not know how to lick others shamelessly? She was nervous, afraid that Kang Fei would not appreciate her face and that her face must not look good.

Everyone next to him was making a fuss, scholars, poetry, wine and romantic things, what is poetry and wine and romantic things? Isn’t that just looking for a cousin to drink!

Kang Fei sighed, Ma Dan, these guys don’t respect women at all... They waved their hands at the moment, and Fatty'er's face turned pale.

Naoda Ting hugged a man named Cun'er at this time, and she couldn't help but laugh at him. As a boy, the old uncles like to laugh at him...

Kang Fei looked short and tight, and he couldn't help but be crooked. He thought to himself how many women have you just met? Thousands of beauties bent down in the magnificent hall and shouted "Good night for the boss," which would probably scare you to the point of falling.

There was a man named Li Dou who wrote a book [Yangzhou Huafanglu], which was the golden rule of the prodigal children. When he saw two hundred beauties gathered together, he couldn't help but write a letter to his friends, saying that the joy here is, even if the emperor doesn't change it.

Looking at his fat face, Kang Fei decided to pretend to be a pussy. He immediately picked up the chopsticks and knocked on the teacup in front of him, and said in a voice:

After several years of cultivation, I lived in Yangzhou. The city was covered with greenery and the buildings were covered with floes. The sound of orioles were slippery as oil, and the walnuts were left, half of the fireworks and half of the wine.

After a few years of cultivation, I lived in Yangzhou. The thinner the West Lake, the more I traveled. The beauty boat Zhu Niang was beautiful and charming, half absurd and half a half apart.

After a few years of cultivation, I lived in Yangzhou and bought spring vegetables at a low price to the northern part of the field. The light rain was like a crispy night. I cut my new head, half of the Chinese spinach and half of the leek.

After a few years of cultivation, I lived in Yangzhou and took a nap in the river room to moisten my throat. I personally used the beautiful jade cup, tender autumn, half fresh water and half lotus root.

After singing, he picked up the glass of Pang'er's broken wine just now, looked at Pang'er and smiled, "Wine, how can you eat like this... I'll teach you."

As he said that, he took out the set of drinking with his bridesmaids at his friend's wedding, picked up the wine glass, and fed it over.

Fatty was in surprise, and he looked over his head and took a sip. He felt his heart beating violently, as if he was holding a rabbit in his arms...

Kang Fei drank, then stood up and bowed, "I'm drunk! You guys will take it yourself." As he said that, he stood up and floated away.

The fat man wanted to reach out to pull him, but he felt ashamed and couldn't help it for a moment, and tears flowed down.
Chapter completed!