After witnessing this scene on the street, some subtle undercurrents were stirred up in the streets and alleys, and they were gathered one after another in a simple appearance and luxurious interior. They turned into contents of several luxuriously dressed characters whispering to each other.

"It's not necessarily a good time now."

"I actually got the idea to meet the people who were returning to the city..."

"It's hard for the boys to anger and offend the spot, so they can only come back first to report the news."

"According to past rumors, this monk is a cruel man who hates evil and cannot get into the air..."

"How many great families are looking for their surnames, and the gentry and merchants destroy their families under him, and there is no such thing as the people."

"I have said that these dirty things... can't touch your hands if you can't touch your hands..."

"The days when the thief is entrenched, we have to endure it for a while..."

"I can't hold back then..."

"That's a thief, a thief who kills people casually and without reason..."

"How much effort did we take and Zhou Zhang to prevent things from expanding and implementing them."

"How much money did I spend to get the name of this righteous man to protect him..."

"Is it just for this dirty deal?"

"So what? It's just a little boy's empty mouth and white teeth. Someone needs to win the trust..."

"Besides, from beginning to end, there are just some beggars who cause trouble."

"You have to deal with it completely before and after, are you afraid that others can catch anything?"

"Can these foreigners still keep staring at us forever?"

"It's just among the thieves, and we are not without feet..."

"Are those women who have sent money in different ways to lose anything to see?"

"And those children who devoted themselves to their efforts... weren't it for today?"

"What we want is not just about safeguarding for a while."

"Anyway, all kinds of means must be dealt with..."

Finally, the end of their argument was a middle-aged man with a calm and elegant attitude. He was also the storefront and convener Xue Jisun, who was called the Eighteen and Half-way in the city.

.........

Shengqinglou, the largest restaurant in Chaoyang City, directly mobilized all the manpower and utensils, forming the main tabletop of tonight's banquet.

In the bright and shiny lobby decorated with curtains and curtains, six sub-battalions and twenty-seven leaders in the garrison stationed in the team each held their own seats on the table, and they feasted in all kinds of food and cups and plates, shouted loudly and shouted loudly at the dishes delivered like flowing water.

At the banquet, all kinds of sea dishes were also full of dishes, although most of them were more in line with the sloppy tastes of these big meat dishes that were mainly made of chickens and fish. The finale was a whole calf made of spices, which needed to be cut down by hand before they could be eaten. Even Zhou Huaian, who was sitting under Wang Pan's right hand, got a large piece of beef neck meat that represented its identity.

Then, Zhou Huaian even tasted one of the traditional Lu Bazhen, a cooking elephant trunk that was steamed and sprinkled with onion and garlic spice, which was already tender and tender when simmered. In addition, there were milk-roasted eel segments, cattail meat, five-flowered jelly, deer tendons, and pigeons, which were quite popular with Zhou Huaian's appetite.

Therefore, after savoring these one after another, even the energy bars that had just increased in his vision were slightly touched.

"I'm so happy today..."

Wang Pan, who has always been quite self-disciplined, was even more drunk and couldn't sit steadily and shook his head and said.

"Old Ding can come back to help me, and with the monk's efforts..."

"Reappearing the name of the Raging Wind Army is just around the corner."

Speaking of this, he paused with a little dance

"I also want to thank the monk for the good things I brought back to us..."

"I'm afraid there will be some problems for the remaining half of the year in the army."

"Everyone said no..."

The left and right suddenly started to cheer.

"Regarding the head..."

"Master Jingxu..."

"Master Jing..."

"Jing Da Monk..."

Then, Zhou Huaian, who was watching from the side, found himself surrounded by the three levels of the inner and outer levels of the Wine Kingdom War.

With Wang Pan taking the lead in persuading drinking, the overall atmosphere was quite harmonious and good; even the original new face, after drinking a few more cups, seemed to become friendly and familiar;

The only surprise is that in the midfield, people who changed their clothes and went to the toilet for a short rest, and brought them back to sober up the soup and dishes; some of the top figures who cooperated with the rebels were also led to the banquet by Lin Zhong, one of the deputys, and toasted and introduced them one by one to the audience.

Of course, most of the people present were immersed in their own emotions and atmosphere, and did not miss them much; with the surface of intoxication as a cover, Zhou Huaian couldn't help but curl his lips; because he had seen through some details that most of these people were dressed in a decent manner, but they could not hide the urban atmosphere and vulgar style that were restrained and unrestrained in every move.

A few of them who seem a little less philanthropic and eye-catching, but seem submissive and cautious, and they simply lack the determination and courage they should have as leaders, and they are more like puppets and agents who are pushed on the table;

It seems that they were able to stand here because the rebels banned and confiscated their original figures and obtained the result of their ranks. Is this a "vibrant social group" of this era? They can even enter the house and appear in such occasions. After they left, how much happened to these rebels.

Everyone who was unable to drink at the end of the banquet also dispersed one after another. Zhou Huaian squatted for a while while using the toilet before most of the drunkenness was relieved. However, when he took the last step downstairs, he found that there was a little empty in front of him and was about to call his followers, and then he heard a familiar voice.

"Monk, I am very happy and happy to be able to come back to help this time."

Wang Pan, who looked a little drunk, leaned against the pillar like a shadow and whispered to himself.

"But now, Lao Ding is a little bit unable to see through even me..."

"So, please understand in all kinds of things..."

"After all, I am a person who came to represent the military palace. I still need to take care of everything for decent things."

Looking at the other party's small half of his face under the vague moonlight, Zhou Huaian couldn't help but feel moved. What does Wang Pan mean? But has he developed a natural sense of crisis and touched Ding Hui's return? Or is he expressing his disguised statement and secretly supporting himself to compete with him?

"I will help the general and Deputy General Ding together..."

Zhou Huaian also responded calmly.

"From then on, the name of Rage Wind will be further promoted..."

After coming downstairs.

"The captain asked me to hand me a message to the head..."

Zhou Huaian saw a guard who was familiar with the lieutenant every day. He happened to be waiting outside the archway to look out. When he saw Zhou Huaian, he came over and said.

"Prince Lin (Ziquan) set up a bureau in the garden of Zheng Guanren in the east of the city to have some fun for everyone..."

"I also hope that the head can go and have fun together."

Zhou Huaian thought about it, but on the spot he could only thank Bumin for being unable to drink.

...........

After returning to a house where he was also a residence, Zhou Huaian saw several folded boxes under the hall.

"What's going on..."

He asked to the left and right.

"This is delivered by the leaders of several guilds in the east of the city..."

A direct fire chief on duty in the concierge quickly responded.

"It is said that it is a little dedication to you..."

"I also said that I hope I won't ruin everyone's harmony because of the nonsense of a runaway slave."

After Zhou Huaian opened it, he saw smooth pieces of silk and strings of copper coins shining brightly under the bright moonlight. However, he suddenly sighed. The methods and routines of the ancients were as changed as ever. However, it was also obvious that the other party was a bit unrestrained, which was a bit troublesome.

"Then send someone back and talk."

Then Zhou Huaian made a decision.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, I have no reason to receive these benefits in vain."

"It's better to do whatever you should do on weekdays..."

After a while,

"Big bite, you are also an older generation from the Rage Wind Camp..."

Zhou Huaian specially called Cheng Dajie over and asked in person.

"Can you tell me about Vice General Ding's past?"

"When it comes to Ting'er,"

When he heard this name, Cheng Dayi showed some expression of sincere remembrance and sigh.

"That's what happened in Qianfu for four years...

According to his words and memories, among the remnants of the Kufeng Camp, which had only two or three hundred people after the Battle of Dayuling, Ding Hui, who was the oldest person to pay farewell to the general; and because he was the brother of the former leader and the official of the Gun and Baton Team, these surviving people's tendencies were still better than Wang Pan, who was from the lower class.

However, Xinfeng was defeated and the hearts of the people were swaying, and no longer cared about it. The basic situation was maintained by the two companions. After the battle of Canton, the Riot Camp was finally rebuilt. Ding Hui, who was originally more influential among the two companions, was chosen by the General's Mansion; and Wang Pan, who was relatively weak, was left to preside over the situation, which led to a series of things that happened later.

In a sense, for those old genitals, Ding Hui, who was chosen on the eve of the reconstruction of the genital camp, had some escape, a sense of giving up and the slight dissatisfaction that arises. It was just slowly fading away with time.

However, this time, his return with the appointment of the General's Mansion made people polarized reputations and responses; on the one hand, some old men in the army remembered that he was the most suitable successor of the foundation of the Nufeng Camp; but on the other hand, among the new soldiers, there was some suspicion of coming to pick up ready-made cheaps and enjoying their success.
Chapter completed!