msmithbooks Chapter 182 Cheng Yaojin Drinking Meat
Chapter 182 Cheng Yaojin Drinking Meat
Cheng Yaojin.
You Junda.
He'd recognize those two scoundrels even if they were reduced to ashes!
He was escorting Huang Gang to the Eastern Capital when they were ambushed by these two men on the way. Huang Gang was robbed, and he himself almost died there!
He remembered this deep-seated hatred for two whole years!
"Hey! Brother Xue!"
Seeing Xue Liang's expression change drastically, Cheng Yaojin knew something was wrong.
He lunged forward and grabbed Xue Liang's shoulder.
"We are all guests, and we are all here at the invitation of Prince Shuo. We mustn't spoil His Highness's joyous occasion today!"
You Junda reacted quickly and immediately grabbed Xue Liang from the other side.
Xue Liang was pinned down by the two men, one on each side. He was furious, but he also knew that they had a point.
This is the Shuo Prince's Mansion. Today is Lü Yan's 100th birthday celebration, and the courtyard is filled with dignitaries and nobles.
If he causes a scene here, he will embarrass Lü Xiao and ruin the Lü family's happy occasion.
If he were to sit at the same table with those two scoundrels and eat a meal, he probably wouldn't be able to swallow a single bite!
Xue Liang's gaze swept around the courtyard and suddenly landed on the table where the child was sitting.
Several teenagers were sitting at the table, one of whom, a boy, was holding a tiny, exquisitely beautiful doll and was playing with it.
"That kid!" Xue Liang broke free from Cheng Yaojin and You Junda and shouted in that direction, "Yes, I'm talking to you!"
Pei Yuanqing was having a great time playing with Lü Zhen.
Hearing someone call his name, he looked up and pointed to himself: "Me?"
"Yes, it's you!" Xue Liang beckoned to him, "Come sit at this table!"
Pei Yuanqing looked down at Lü Zhen in his arms, then at Xue Liang's table, and his eyes lit up.
That table had Cheng Yaojin, You Junda, Luo Cheng... those were all adults!
He finally doesn't have to sit at the children's table anymore!
"Hehe!" Pei Yuanqing chuckled and plopped down in Xue Liang's original spot.
Xue Liang strode over to the children's table, sat down, and drank the tea in front of him in one gulp.
Even though this table is full of children, it's still better than facing those two scoundrels!
When Luo Cheng saw Pei Yuanqing sit down next to him, he subconsciously moved to the side.
He still hasn't gotten over the trauma of that punch.
Pei Yuanqing didn't care, he was only focused on teasing the little Lü Zhen in his arms.
Just then, everyone in the courtyard suddenly fell silent.
All eyes turned in the same direction.
Lü Xiao appeared.
He wore a crimson robe, which accentuated his handsome appearance and extraordinary demeanor.
The long robe was embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns in gold thread, and a piece of blood-red jade, a gift from Yuwen Chenglong, hung at his waist, swaying gently with his steps.
She wore a purple-gold crown on her head, which neatly bound her full head of black hair.
He didn't walk fast, but every step he took carried an aura that was impossible to ignore.
With his measured steps and flowing robes, he looked every bit the noble young master from a prominent family.
Cheng Yaojin looked at him through the crowd, his eyes filled with amazement.
This kid is really getting more and more successful.
Back in Wagang, this kid was just a greenhorn.
Who could have imagined that in just a few years, he would become a king of a different surname in the Sui Dynasty, lead his troops back to Wagang, and trample those who had driven him away underfoot one by one.
"Today is the 100th birthday of my son," Lü Xiao announced loudly as he walked through the crowd. "Thank you all for coming to celebrate!"
His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.
All the guests in the courtyard rose and bowed in greeting.
"It is our great honor that you could come to celebrate!"
May the Second Young Master live a long and healthy life!
The sounds were so synchronized that even the lanterns under the eaves swayed slightly.
"Thank you, thank you."
Lu Xiao cupped his hands in greeting and said no more.
He has never liked such occasions, with their noisy crowds, clinking glasses, and endless polite words and fake smiles.
If it weren't for the fact that today is his son's 100th birthday celebration, he wouldn't even bother to come out and deal with this.
He glanced subconsciously in the direction of Xue Liang's table.
There were a few familiar faces sitting there, but unfortunately they were too far away to go over.
Never mind, let's talk about it after the banquet.
Soon, the banquet officially began.
One steaming dish after another was brought to the table by the maids, and the table was filled to the brim.
The braised pork knuckle has a bright red color and a rich, savory aroma.
The steamed sea bass is tender and delicious, and the shredded scallions and ginger are just the right amount of garnish.
And those plates of delicacies from land and sea that I can't name, just looking at them makes my mouth water.
As jars of fine wine were opened, their aroma instantly filled the entire courtyard.
The court officials who came to offer their congratulations sat upright at the table, only briefly tasting the fine wine and delicacies before putting down their chopsticks.
What good food haven't they eaten?
What good wine haven't I drunk?
I'm here today mainly to show my support.
But those from Wagang were different.
Cheng Yaojin, You Junda, and their henchmen stared intently at the dishes on the table, their eyes practically popping into the plates.
Although they returned to Wagang Village and found a place to live.
But the village had already been looted by Lü Xiao's men, leaving only an empty shell.
The meager grain stored in the granary was something they had painstakingly scavenged from various places, barely enough to feed themselves; there was nothing good to eat.
Now that this table of delicacies is laid out before us, how can we resist?
"Be reserved! Be reserved!"
Seeing that his companions were getting restless and their hands were almost reaching into the plate, You Junda quickly lowered his voice to warn them.
He glanced at Cheng Yaojin out of the corner of his eye, secretly admiring him.
It has to be Cheng Yaojin! Look at him, sitting there without moving an inch. That's what it means to remain calm even when Mount Tai collapses before you!
This is the demeanor a leader of Wagang should have!
The next moment, Cheng Yaojin moved.
He suddenly stood up, moving as fast as a tiger pouncing on its prey, and grabbed the whole plate of braised pork knuckle in front of him.
Hold the elbow with both hands, open your mouth wide, and take a bite!
"Mmm! Delicious!"
Cheng Yaojin mumbled indistinctly, his cheeks puffed out like steamed buns, oil dripping down the corners of his mouth. He didn't wipe it away, just kept stuffing it into his mouth.
He didn't even leave the plate of braised meat next to him untouched.
Everyone else uses chopsticks to eat, but he doesn't.
He picked up the plate, brought it to his mouth, and started rummaging through it with his chopsticks.
I swallow all kinds of food like I would drink noodles.
"Leave some for me!"
You Junda had seen people eat meat, but never drink meat, and he immediately realized what was going on.
He used to be from a very wealthy family and looked down on fish and meat.
But after joining Wagang, he fell on hard times, and now he can't help but frantically grab any meat he sees.
Pei Yuanqing sat to the side, holding a piece of fish between his chopsticks, and froze in mid-air.
He stared blankly at the scene, his eyes filled with disbelief.
He had lived for more than ten years and had seen people eat and even fight for food, but he had never seen anyone eat like this!
Is this what they call "wind sweeping away the remaining clouds"?
Is this what they call a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey?
This is called...this is called a locust plague!
"Have you...never eaten?"
Pei Yuanqing's voice trembled slightly.
Cheng Yaojin glanced up, still chewing something, and mumbled, "You child wouldn't understand. We're terrified of poverty, we're starving!"