Song of Adolescence

Disrespectful.

This is an idea that came up in the minds of six Shangshu. In front of distinguished guests such as Lan Yuehou, Dong Taishi, and Qi Tianchen, they put out a big inscription, and even sang the elegy, which is extremely disrespectful. . However, they did not dare to criticize in public. First, they were so shocked that the grand banquet ended in a funeral. Second, Lan Yuehou and Dong Taishi did not seem to be unhappy, and Qi Tianchen ...... The Zhanshuai suit was originally kept by the Qintian Supervisor. Without Qi Tianchen's permission, where did Xiao Se and the others find so many Zhanshuai suits?

Bold.

This is the inner thoughts of Lan Yuehou and Dong Taishi. A grand banquet invited two supervising masters, the son of Qingzhou’s richest man, Mu family, who has the best chance of inheriting the family business, and the state teacher. Originally, this was a good time to rise to power, to control the six ministries of the kingdom, and The four tycoons who hold the lifeblood of Apocalypse's economy are all waiting for a negotiation with Xiao Se. And to decide where you belong after this negotiation. But Xiao Se did not do, or was ashamed to do such a thing. After revealing his trump card, he turned the last banquet into a funeral, in honor of the big brother who died to help him return to Beijing.

silly.

This is the thought in Xiao Yu's mind. To give up the benefits of this banquet for the sake of so-called affection, in Xiao Yu's view, Xiao Se was too stupid.

Xiao Chong sighed heavily and said, "I'm not as good as him."

Zitong wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and blinked and asked Qi Tianchen: "Jianzheng, what are they singing? Why do I feel a little sad in my heart?"

Qi Tianchen just smiled and asked him, "Are you full?"

Zi Tong nodded: "I'm full."

Qi Tianchen knocked on his head, still speaking to Zitong, but his eyes were on Xiao Se: "Wait a minute, there is one last dish."

Xiao Se stood on the stage, Ye Ruoyi, Lei Wujie, and Sikong Qianluo still stood on the stage, and the sixteen Xueyue City disciples still stood on the stage.

All the guests sat down.

The feast, which was still lively and noisy on the surface, suddenly became extremely quiet, and the two sides stood opposite each other, as if facing each other.

Master Tu suddenly stood up and cleared his throat. He is the owner of Dignified Qianjintai, a big figure in Apocalypse City that no one dares to underestimate, but today's life is like a runaway. But he didn't mind.

Because there are people like Liubu Shangshu and Chi Wang who feel dull and stupid.

There are also people like him who sincerely admire Xiao Se.

Xiao Se is not stupid, what he wants is not profit, what he wants is always true heart.

"Serve the last dish."

"The last dish?" Li Ruozhong looked at the precious fruit in front of him, confused. At the end of the banquet, the precious fruit was served, and it was over. How could there be an extra dish?

"The last dish, bean soup rice."

Li Ruozhong's expression changed abruptly, and he shouted angrily: "Asshole!"

"What is bean soup rice?" Zitong asked, "It doesn't sound very delicious."

Qi Tianchen touched Zitong's head: "Taking tofu can lead to longevity. The dead are dead, but the living are still there. You must live well."

Qi Tianchen explained it tactfully, but everyone present was very clear. Eating bean soup with rice is a funeral custom for people from Beili Southern and Nanjue Kingdom. After the death, the family of the deceased will set up a tofu banquet and invite those friends of the deceased to come to the banquet. There will be no meat at the banquet, only a variety of dishes made with tofu, and the least of them Less is the bowl of bean curd rice.

The little servants of Qianjintai came out carrying bowls of bean curd rice. This bowl of bean soup rice is completely different from the previous exquisite dishes. It is just packed in a large coarse porcelain bowl and the plate is not delicate, just ordinary rice mixed with tofu soup.

The audience was still delivering bean soup, but the Xueyuecheng disciple on the stage had already taken their share and ate it solemnly and quickly. They put down the bowls and chopsticks, jumped, divided into two rows, and stood neatly at the door of Qianjintai.

Sixteen disciples.

Sixteen long swords.

If you don't finish that bowl of bean curd rice, can you still get out of this daughter-in-law?

Xiao Se did not look at the eyes of those guests, and walked out of the Qianjintai slowly. Ye Ruoyi, Lei Wujie and Sikong Qianluo followed behind him. Xiao Se sat down on the steps, looked at the moon in the sky, and sighed: "I remember the day I first met Big Brother, it was also such a good moonlit night."

The other three did not speak, but sat down next to him and silently looked at the moon in the sky with him.

Among the guests in the venue, Dugu Lonely, Jiujiu Dao, Hu Dan, Wu Da Da and Tu Erye quickly ate the bean soup in their hands, but they did not seem to be in a hurry to leave, but whispered to each other Talking.

Mu Chunfeng sat with the four shopkeepers, shook his head and said, "In our Qingzhou, if the host invites to have a tofu banquet, the guests can't refuse. The dead are the biggest ones, what do you think?"

Tian Mozhi nodded: "I can't help but eat."

Mu Chunfeng turned to look at the four wealthy merchants in Apocalypse City: "What do you think?"

The four wealthy businessmen did not speak, but finally passed the bowl of bean soup.

Qi Tianchen watched Zitong eat bite by bite with a spoon, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

Zi Tong nodded: "It's delicious, better than all the dishes just now."

"Is it so delicious?" Qi Tianchen also took a bite and put it in his mouth, chewing carefully, and finally sighed lightly, "It is indeed better than that cliché fifteen royal banquets."

The rest of the eyes looked at Taishi Dong.

Lan Yuehou took the bean soup and asked, "If I remember correctly, the Taishi is actually from the south?"

"Yes, in my hometown, people will eat a bowl of bean soup after death. No one knows why, but it has been passed down through the generations. When I was young, I didn’t know what death was, I just thought everyone was busy eating A bowl of bean soup with rice is also very interesting. I didn’t know it until I grew up. It was plain and long. A bowl of bean curd soup was full of worries about the old man. But since Tianqi, I haven’t eaten bean soup for many years. It's dinner."

"I don't want to eat more of this kind of food." Lan Yuehou said lightly.

Taishi Dong picked up the bowl and said slowly: "I just hope that after I die, someone will eat me a bowl of bean soup."

Chaozhong Baiguan finally stretched out his hand.

Xiao Chong also sat down and ate slowly with Shutong Xuantong.

Only Xiao Yu pushed away the bowl of bean soup and said sharply: "Don't eat it." He took Long Xie straight out, and the sixteen Xueyue City disciples did not draw their swords after all.

At the door, the four real masters of the banquet were sitting there waiting for him.

"Old Qi, I guess you won't eat that bowl of bean soup." Xiao Se did not turn his head.

Xiao Yu sneered: "Your big brother is dead, what does it have to do with me."

Xiao Se stood up, turned around, with awe-inspiring eyes: "Soon you will understand what it has to do with you."

At this moment, there was a sound of iron hoofs in the distance, and everyone turned their heads.

Is there anyone else coming to the dinner at this time?