Yaoyue, when did I have a husband?

"Mr. Guy..."

After Gai Nie rebelled from Xianyang Palace, he came to the Mo family.

Even though we haven't been in touch, we still know each other.

"Uncle Pao..."

Ge Nie responded lightly.

Uncle Pao looked at Wei Zhuang again, he had already guessed who this person was from his appearance and clothes.

But out of courtesy...

"Zhizhi, this is..."

"My junior brother, Wei Zhuang..."

Gai Nie took the conversation and introduced it indifferently.

"Oh, so it's Mr. Wei Zhuang..."

"Uncle Pao..."

Wei Zhuang responded indifferently.

At this time, Heizi came over with the kettle menu.

"Old Pao, these guest officials are your friends..."

"yes..."

"Then what, old black, the money for this table of wine is on my head..."

"okay..."

Lao Hei handed over the menu, poured tea for several people, and then looked at Pao Ding.

"Old cook, hurry up and cook in the back..."

"Your friend, leave it to me, rest assured to arrange..."

"it is good..."

"Zhizhi, Jianli, the three..."

"Eat, I'll get busy first..."

"Okay, Uncle Pao..."

Uncle Pao was about to leave.

At this moment, Zhang Liang stood up again, slightly arching his hands.

"Uncle..."

"I'll finish my work later, come out and have a drink together..."

"It's been a long time, everyone, let's drink and catch up..."

"okay..."

After finishing speaking, Pao Ding turned around and walked towards the back kitchen.

But instead of going back to the back kitchen directly, I went to my room in the backyard...

He took out the contract from the bedside, put it in his coat pocket, and then went to the back kitchen.

...

An hour later, meal time passed.

After eating, the diners left one after another, leaving only one or two scattered tables in the inn.

Pao Ding confessed to Diao Buyu, and walked towards the lobby with a jug of wine.

"Old Black..."

"There's no one around right now, so watch more..."

"I have a glass of wine with my friends to catch up..."

"Alright, old cook..."

"it is good..."

Uncle Pao, carrying the jug, walked over to the table where Bandit Zhi was sitting.

"Uncle Pao, I'm done with work..."

"Busy working..."

"How are you, Zhizhi, are you ready? Would you like Uncle Pao to add two more dishes for you..."

"Hey, okay, add two more..."

Slap... gave a chestnut backhand.

"You kid, you don't know how to feel sorry for your uncle..."

"Old Hei, serve two roasted lamb legs..."

"okay..."

"Old Diao, two roasted lamb legs, the slices are good..."

Uncle Pao pulled the bench over and sat down, opened the jug, and poured everyone a glass of wine.

"Jianli, Zhizhi, the three gentlemen..."

"If you're being polite, I won't say..."

"Come on, my boss will offer you a glass of wine..."

"Come on, uncle..."

Several people held their cups one after another and drank them all in one gulp.

Putting down his wine glass, Uncle Pao's eyes darkened slightly, and he looked at Gao Jianli.

"Jianli, did you just pass by when you came here, or..."

"Uncle, we came here to see you..."

"Oh..."

"You have heard about the previous paragraph..."

"Um..."

Gao Jianli nodded.

"At that time, there happened to be a Mohist spy here..."

"Oh..."

"By the way, uncle, Master Ban asked me to ask..."

"Are you going back to Songhai City..."

Hearing this, Pao Ding's eyes flashed with clarity.

"Falling away..."

"Uncle, it's been a good time here..."

"in addition..."

"Uncle is useless except for cooking, so I can't help you much..."

"Over there in Sanghai City, uncle will not come back..."

"Okay, I see..."

Gao Jianli nodded lightly, without much reaction.

He knew this result before it came.

Come here just to see Uncle.

"Um..."

"Thank you for visiting me..."

"My old man would like to offer you a toast..."

As he spoke, he prepared to toast the crowd with the wine jug.

But at this moment, Zhang Liang suddenly brought the jug over.

"Uncle..."

"You've been busy for a long time..."

"Come on, Zhang Liang respects you..."

With that said, he took the jug and poured a glass for the uncle.

"This..."

"Mr. Zhang, there is no other meaning..."

There was a look of caution in the uncle's eyes.

This little Confucian virtuous Zhuang San is not like other Confucian disciples.

Conspiracy and calculation, everywhere clever!

After staying in Songhai for so long, he still knows a little bit about it.

"Uncle, you worry too much..."

"Liang, I just want to offer Uncle a glass of wine, and tell Uncle about the current situation by the way!"

"Oh..."

Hearing this, the uncle resolutely refused to touch the wine he poured.

Gao Jianli also frowned.

"Zhang Liang..."

"Uncle Pao just said it very clearly..."

"Why do you do this again?"

"Also, this is a family matter of our Mo family, and it's not up to you, an outsider, to say anything!"

Zhang Liang raised his eyes, revealing a hint of sarcasm.

"Jianli, you are wrong!"

"Today, Confucianism, Mohism, Taoism, Xiangism..."

"There is also Guigu Gai Nie, Mr. Wei Zhuang..."

"We have formed an anti-Qin alliance, and we are a family!"

"Liang, why can't you tell?"

Hearing these words, a look of disgust flashed in Gao Jianli's eyes...

Chapter 63

Hearing these words, a look of disgust flashed in Gao Jianli's eyes, and he ignored him.

He knew Zhang Liang very well.

He has a deep mind and is very good at talking. Arguing with him won't do any good.

In addition, he brought out the anti-Qin alliance to suppress himself, and if he said more, it would only be detrimental to the Mo family!

Seeing that Gao Jianli stopped talking, Zhang Liang's eyes flashed with disdain.

Then he looked at Uncle Pao.

"Uncle..."