Chapter 891 Master
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Wan Li Yu
On the side, Fang Ling sighed and said: "Master Shen, it would be great if all the Shen family were as rested as you are. You are the most temperamental and graceful person I have ever seen. I am here to represent the young master. Thank you."
Look, even Fang Ling was deceived. I actually thought Shen Qingteng was magnanimous and graceful!
"Haha, the girl is so complimentary, I feel like I'm not good enough."
Shen Qingteng was proud in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface.
In fact, he was very grateful to Shen Zhu. If he wasn't that person, how could he complement his magnanimity and temperament? This way of appearing is definitely much more wonderful than a mere chance encounter! Under Shen Zhu's background, his third young master was like a son of God, radiant and extraordinary!
He could tell that the girl named Fang Ling had developed a liking for him and put down her guard. And judging from her identity, this girl seems to be Zhang Yifeng's servant. In other words, it is ten times easier to take down Fang Ling than Meng Nishang.
How difficult can it be for a servant?
Shen Qingteng planned to find an opportunity in the future to let Fang Ling be alone with him, and then pick this delicious food.
As for Zhang Yifeng, he had long been ignored. He, Shen Qingteng, likes to enjoy this kind of poaching. If Meng Nichang was poached in the future, hey, he wanted to know how Zhang Yifeng would react.
Thinking of this, Shen Qingteng looked at Meng Nishang. This iceberg beauty seemed to be so cold and still didn't look at her.
But Shen Qingteng is not discouraged, that's what makes it interesting.
No matter what, he will capture these two beauties!
"By the way, brother Zhang Yifeng, do you plan to participate in the four-year competition when you come to Wangcheng?"
Shen Qingteng spoke again.
Zhang Yifeng nodded and replied: "Yes, I am here just for the competition."
"I wonder if Brother Zhang has signed up to participate? In addition, has any information about the contestants been collected?"
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "We also want to collect information, but it doesn't matter, we can't collect it."
This was what Shen Qingteng was waiting for. He laughed and said, "Brother Zhang, have you forgotten me? In the royal city, I can find out whatever you want to know!"
After Shen Qingteng finished speaking, Fang Ling was surprised and said: "Master Shen, is it true? The young master has been having a headache about this matter. If you can do it, you will really do us a big favor."
Shen Qingteng looked proud and said: "Of course it is true. My identity as the third young master of the Shen family is not just talk."
"Mr. Shen, please help us." Fang Ling was relatively simple, and he could be said to be devoted to Zhang Yifeng. After all, it was Zhang Yifeng who made her become a normal person and a cultivator.
Except for Lin Siying, no one can match Fang Ling's talent because she has a body of ice and fire.
"Haha, it's natural. Even if Sister Fang Ling doesn't say anything, I will help. However, don't call me any young master. Just call me Brother Shen. Calling me like that makes you look a bit unfamiliar."
Shen Qingteng laughed loudly, and then began to get closer.
On the side, Sima Han frowned slightly. Fang Ling couldn't tell what Shen Qingteng was thinking. How could he not be able to tell as a man? Before meeting Fang Ling, Sima Han was also recognized as a playboy.
Sima Han rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "Master Shen, do you still have any wine? Our young master has been thinking about your wine."
Hearing Sima Han talk about wine, Shen Qingteng felt embarrassed at the time. He said lightly: "I think the wine here is good. I am used to drinking fine wine, so I think the taste of this clear brew is also very good."
"Really? But our young master still wants to drink Yanyun Wine." Sima Han spoke again. I keep sneering in my heart, asking you to pretend to be noble. I, Sima Han, just won’t let you step down. It is not convenient for Young Master to say these words, so let me do it.
"This one……"
Shen Qingteng was a little embarrassed at the time.
On the side, Zhang Yifeng understood Sima Han's thoughts and pretended to be angry: "Sima Han, why are you so ignorant? Brother Qingteng is not a stingy person. He has said so. Don't you still understand?"
Sima Han pretended to be confused and said: "Young Master, what do you mean? Oh, could it be that Master Shen of Yanyunjiu is gone too. Master Shen, I'm sorry, but you seem to be out of touch. If you don't have any wine, just say so." , we don’t necessarily have to drink it. That’s right, Yanyun Wine is so precious, I’m afraid you don’t have much.”
Sima Han and Zhang Yifeng sang together, making Shen Qingteng look very ugly, but how could he be looked down upon by a bunch of bumpkins?
His self-esteem and pride will not allow it!
"Who said I didn't! Come on, drink!"
Shen Qingteng waved his hand, and a jar of Yanyun wine appeared on the table.
"Master Shen, I didn't expect you to have it. Master, madam, come, I'll pour you some wine, and we'll have a drink!"
Sima Han was not polite and began to drink heavily.
Shen Qingteng felt pain in his body just by looking at it, but he couldn't show it, absolutely couldn't show it.
Holding back the feeling of physical pain, Shen Qingteng said calmly: "Brother Zhang, I advise you to drink slowly. Although I have a lot of Yanyun wine, I only brought ten jars with me when I came back this time."
"Ten altars? That's enough. Our young master can't drink that much. Don't worry." Sima Han spoke again.
"I haven't finished talking yet. Ten jars of wine. We drank two jars a few days ago, and drank seven jars at the banquet a few days ago. So now there is only one jar left."
Shen Qingteng's voice came again. He was not a fool. He knew that these two people wanted to drink his wine on purpose! Of course he couldn't let such behavior go unchecked.
You know, even he is reluctant to drink Yanyun Wine, just to show off when he comes back.
Moreover, the quantity of Yanyun Wine was far less than ten jars. Ten jars was an exaggeration he deliberately made to show off. The real number was five jars. I pretended to drink a bottle when I got home, but now I only have the last two bottles left.
I didn't want to take it out, but in front of two stunning beauties, how could I back down and give in?
In order to win the affection and patience of these two beauties, no matter how painful it is, you must be more generous! Compared with these two peerless beauties, smoke and wine are nothing but water!
When he thought about finally getting two girls, his heart instantly stopped hurting.
"Since there is only one jar left. Sima Han, let's drink slowly."
Zhang Yifeng's calm voice came.
Half an hour later, the jar of wine was finally finished.
"After we've had enough wine and food, I'll go back to practice. Brother Shen, I'll trouble you to find out the news. I just don't know when can the news be sent over with Brother Shen's identity and status?"
Zhang Yifeng smiled and spoke. After having enough wine and food, it was naturally time to see off the guests.
Shen Qingteng's face twitched, but he still pretended to be polite and replied: "At most three days."
Zhang Yifeng smiled lightly and said: "Then I will sit in the inn and wait for the good news from Brother Qingteng."
Look, even Fang Ling was deceived. I actually thought Shen Qingteng was magnanimous and graceful!
"Haha, the girl is so complimentary, I feel like I'm not good enough."
Shen Qingteng was proud in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface.
In fact, he was very grateful to Shen Zhu. If he wasn't that person, how could he complement his magnanimity and temperament? This way of appearing is definitely much more wonderful than a mere chance encounter! Under Shen Zhu's background, his third young master was like a son of God, radiant and extraordinary!
He could tell that the girl named Fang Ling had developed a liking for him and put down her guard. And judging from her identity, this girl seems to be Zhang Yifeng's servant. In other words, it is ten times easier to take down Fang Ling than Meng Nishang.
How difficult can it be for a servant?
Shen Qingteng planned to find an opportunity in the future to let Fang Ling be alone with him, and then pick this delicious food.
As for Zhang Yifeng, he had long been ignored. He, Shen Qingteng, likes to enjoy this kind of poaching. If Meng Nichang was poached in the future, hey, he wanted to know how Zhang Yifeng would react.
Thinking of this, Shen Qingteng looked at Meng Nishang. This iceberg beauty seemed to be so cold and still didn't look at her.
But Shen Qingteng is not discouraged, that's what makes it interesting.
No matter what, he will capture these two beauties!
"By the way, brother Zhang Yifeng, do you plan to participate in the four-year competition when you come to Wangcheng?"
Shen Qingteng spoke again.
Zhang Yifeng nodded and replied: "Yes, I am here just for the competition."
"I wonder if Brother Zhang has signed up to participate? In addition, has any information about the contestants been collected?"
Zhang Yifeng said calmly: "We also want to collect information, but it doesn't matter, we can't collect it."
This was what Shen Qingteng was waiting for. He laughed and said, "Brother Zhang, have you forgotten me? In the royal city, I can find out whatever you want to know!"
After Shen Qingteng finished speaking, Fang Ling was surprised and said: "Master Shen, is it true? The young master has been having a headache about this matter. If you can do it, you will really do us a big favor."
Shen Qingteng looked proud and said: "Of course it is true. My identity as the third young master of the Shen family is not just talk."
"Mr. Shen, please help us." Fang Ling was relatively simple, and he could be said to be devoted to Zhang Yifeng. After all, it was Zhang Yifeng who made her become a normal person and a cultivator.
Except for Lin Siying, no one can match Fang Ling's talent because she has a body of ice and fire.
"Haha, it's natural. Even if Sister Fang Ling doesn't say anything, I will help. However, don't call me any young master. Just call me Brother Shen. Calling me like that makes you look a bit unfamiliar."
Shen Qingteng laughed loudly, and then began to get closer.
On the side, Sima Han frowned slightly. Fang Ling couldn't tell what Shen Qingteng was thinking. How could he not be able to tell as a man? Before meeting Fang Ling, Sima Han was also recognized as a playboy.
Sima Han rolled his eyes and suddenly said: "Master Shen, do you still have any wine? Our young master has been thinking about your wine."
Hearing Sima Han talk about wine, Shen Qingteng felt embarrassed at the time. He said lightly: "I think the wine here is good. I am used to drinking fine wine, so I think the taste of this clear brew is also very good."
"Really? But our young master still wants to drink Yanyun Wine." Sima Han spoke again. I keep sneering in my heart, asking you to pretend to be noble. I, Sima Han, just won’t let you step down. It is not convenient for Young Master to say these words, so let me do it.
"This one……"
Shen Qingteng was a little embarrassed at the time.
On the side, Zhang Yifeng understood Sima Han's thoughts and pretended to be angry: "Sima Han, why are you so ignorant? Brother Qingteng is not a stingy person. He has said so. Don't you still understand?"
Sima Han pretended to be confused and said: "Young Master, what do you mean? Oh, could it be that Master Shen of Yanyunjiu is gone too. Master Shen, I'm sorry, but you seem to be out of touch. If you don't have any wine, just say so." , we don’t necessarily have to drink it. That’s right, Yanyun Wine is so precious, I’m afraid you don’t have much.”
Sima Han and Zhang Yifeng sang together, making Shen Qingteng look very ugly, but how could he be looked down upon by a bunch of bumpkins?
His self-esteem and pride will not allow it!
"Who said I didn't! Come on, drink!"
Shen Qingteng waved his hand, and a jar of Yanyun wine appeared on the table.
"Master Shen, I didn't expect you to have it. Master, madam, come, I'll pour you some wine, and we'll have a drink!"
Sima Han was not polite and began to drink heavily.
Shen Qingteng felt pain in his body just by looking at it, but he couldn't show it, absolutely couldn't show it.
Holding back the feeling of physical pain, Shen Qingteng said calmly: "Brother Zhang, I advise you to drink slowly. Although I have a lot of Yanyun wine, I only brought ten jars with me when I came back this time."
"Ten altars? That's enough. Our young master can't drink that much. Don't worry." Sima Han spoke again.
"I haven't finished talking yet. Ten jars of wine. We drank two jars a few days ago, and drank seven jars at the banquet a few days ago. So now there is only one jar left."
Shen Qingteng's voice came again. He was not a fool. He knew that these two people wanted to drink his wine on purpose! Of course he couldn't let such behavior go unchecked.
You know, even he is reluctant to drink Yanyun Wine, just to show off when he comes back.
Moreover, the quantity of Yanyun Wine was far less than ten jars. Ten jars was an exaggeration he deliberately made to show off. The real number was five jars. I pretended to drink a bottle when I got home, but now I only have the last two bottles left.
I didn't want to take it out, but in front of two stunning beauties, how could I back down and give in?
In order to win the affection and patience of these two beauties, no matter how painful it is, you must be more generous! Compared with these two peerless beauties, smoke and wine are nothing but water!
When he thought about finally getting two girls, his heart instantly stopped hurting.
"Since there is only one jar left. Sima Han, let's drink slowly."
Zhang Yifeng's calm voice came.
Half an hour later, the jar of wine was finally finished.
"After we've had enough wine and food, I'll go back to practice. Brother Shen, I'll trouble you to find out the news. I just don't know when can the news be sent over with Brother Shen's identity and status?"
Zhang Yifeng smiled and spoke. After having enough wine and food, it was naturally time to see off the guests.
Shen Qingteng's face twitched, but he still pretended to be polite and replied: "At most three days."
Zhang Yifeng smiled lightly and said: "Then I will sit in the inn and wait for the good news from Brother Qingteng."
