The Prodigal Son’s Happy Life - Chapter 132

[Chapter 132 Being despised]

Everyone present was of high status and status. Although they were a little surprised by Lin Wanqing’s performance on stage, it was only for a short while.

With His Highness Prince Ning’s status, it is not unusual for him to be invited to Yirenju’s number one spot.

Everyone just whispered for a moment and then continued talking among themselves.

The girl Wanqing on the stage began to play a piece of music.

For a time, the entire Ning Prince’s Mansion was immersed in the melodious sound of the piano.

At this time, Yang Ming had also walked up to Fang Xiu.

There was a gloomy look in his eyes, but with a smile on his face, he said: “Fang”

Before he could say anything, he saw Fang Xiu stand up from his seat and walk straight to the table next to him.

It seemed as if he hadn’t been seen.

He was startled slightly, and his original calm expression disappeared, replaced by coldness and anger.

From the moment he was born in the Mansion of the Minister of Rites, no one has ever ignored him so much.

Even His Highness Prince Ning, when he saw him, was not as respectful as when he saw his father, but he still gave him enough face.

He is a little left-centered general, and his father is nothing more than a general at best.

Although he held military power, in the Chu State, which valued literature over military affairs, his status was still lower than that of the Minister of Rites.

Why does he

have any qualifications to ignore himself? ?

Yang Ming stared at Fang Xiu’s back, his eyes became colder and colder, and he waved his hand.

On the side, the servant who was close to him immediately came up, lowered his head, and said respectfully: “Master, what are your orders?”

Yang Ming looked at Fang Xiu sitting next to Xia Yixue, and seemed to have thought of something, with a smile on his face. In the ear of that servant, he whispered something.

On the other side, Fang Xiu sat next to Xia Yixue, picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and asked: “Why is Mr. Xia sitting in such a remote place?”

Xia Yixue glanced at Fang Xiu and said calmly: “You don’t too “The same?”

Fang Xiu smiled and said, “I am naturally aloof and don’t like to join in the fun. I didn’t expect that Xia Baotou is also a member of the same group. In this case, I will give Xia Baotou a drink first.”

After that, Raise your glass and drink it down in one gulp.

Xia Yixue was slightly moved when she saw this scene.

As a drinker, no one knows the intensity of getting drunk better than she does.

Even a heavy drinker might not be able to bear such a drink, but this guy

seemed to be fine, with just a faint blush on his face.

I didn’t expect him to have such a capacity for drinking.

Xia Yixue thought for a while, then picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

But her glass of wine was only half full, so she didn’t have much reaction.

“His Royal Highness Prince Ning, this banquet is quite generous. You can get drunk with only ten taels of silver. On weekdays, I can’t bear to drink more.”

Fang Xiu played with the jade wine glass and said with a smile.

This is just a joke. For other people, getting drunk for ten taels of silver may indeed be a bit expensive.

But for Fang Xiu, it is not much different from water.

After all, after several improvements, Fangfu’s distillation device has been greatly improved, and the distillation efficiency has been greatly improved. Therefore, the cost has also dropped a lot.

Xia Yixue looked in the direction of Prince Ning with her beautiful eyes. She seemed to have thought of something and shook her head slightly without saying anything.

Fang Xiu saw that Xia Yixue didn’t pay attention to him and was too lazy to ask for trouble, so he drank wine with the sound of Lin Wanqing’s piano and drank one cup after another.

Soon, the pot on the table was empty.

Fortunately…

Not far from each table, there were servants from Prince Ning’s Mansion watching.

If there is any shortage of pastries, fruits, vegetables, wine, or tea, they will be replenished immediately.

Fang Xiu poured the wine into the jade cup, but suddenly he noticed that someone seemed to be looking at him from behind.

Turning around, he saw Mr. Yang looking at him.

Their eyes briefly met for the third time, but this time, they did not separate.

Yang Ming showed a faint smile on his face, which would be regarded as a young man in later generations. He raised the wine glass in his hand and gave a slight greeting to Fang Xiu.

It is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies.

The previous conflicts between the two were nothing, they were just for some business interests.

Now that he has let it go, Fang Xiu has no reason not to let it go.

Fang Xiu looked at Yang Ming, also smiling, and raised his glass.

Yang Ming watched Fang Xiu finish the glass of wine, and the smile on his face became brighter. He stood up and walked to him.

“I’ve heard for a long time that Mr. Fang is handsome and handsome. When I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation.”

Yang Ming gave people the impression that he was a handsome young man.

No matter what time, he always has a calm and calm expression.

It seems that he is confident in everything he faces, and looks like he is strategizing.

Coupled with his noble background, he can be said to be the standard protagonist in love stories and the dream object of thousands of girls.

Don’t reach out and hit the smiling person. Even if it is a dog wagging its tail in front of you, you should reward it with a few bones. Fang

Xiu looked at Yang Ming with a smile on his face and said, “Same for you.”

Yang Ming’s expression changed slightly. He stagnated, but only for a moment, and then returned to his previous smile.

He took two steps closer, leaned into Fang Xiu’s ear, and whispered, “Did Young Master Fang do that?”

Fang Xiu looked confused and asked, “What happened?”

His voice was very loud .

Big, it attracted a lot of people’s attention.

Yang Ming’s face became a little gloomy, and he said calmly: “Young Master Fang is a smart man, why do you pretend to be ignorant?” When

Fang Xiu heard this, a look of surprise appeared on his face, and he said: “Young Master Yang is talking about Zuihua Pavilion? “

He had deliberately raised his voice, and the sound of Lin Wanqing’s piano had just stopped, and the surrounding area became much quieter.

People at several tables nearby heard the words ‘Mr. Yang’ and ‘Drunken Flower Pavilion’.

There is nothing wrong with these two words alone, but if they are combined together, they represent a poignant love-hate entanglement that is well known in the capital.

Suddenly, the surroundings became quiet.

Everyone’s eyes were focused on the direction from which the voice came.

Who on earth had the courage to mention the ‘Drunken Flower Pavilion’ in Prince Ning’s Mansion in front of Mr. Yang?

Fang Xiu didn’t seem to notice the change in the atmosphere, and continued: “I know very little about the Zuihua Pavilion. I only know that two of Young Master Yang’s two

friends seem to have some prejudice against Young Master Yang and insulted Young Master Yang.

How can this happen? Can it be done?

If others don’t know, how can I understand that Mr. Yang is a decent man and the eldest son of Lord Shangshu. He is very talented and handsome.

How can two pig-headed men of unknown origin have the right to insult Mr. Yang?

When I think about this, I feel angry for you, Young Master Yang.

Who are those two pig heads?

If they say they have an affair with you, Young Master Yang, does that mean they really have an affair?

Is he a heartless person?

According to this young master, this is simply a slander and a disgrace, bah!”

(End of this chapter)