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Chapter 122 Beggar?
Why did he come to Xiangfu?

Could it be the scent of Sanhua wine that attracted him here yesterday?
"Master Xiang, he is still drunk in the wine cellar, can you bring him here?"

"Father, it's almost too late for you to go to court." Wu Weiyang reminded.

Wu Xiangye secretly took a look at Huang Zhenzhen.

Your Majesty is here, what court is he going to?

If he throws His Majesty down to court, that would be a serious crime of beheading.

"My lord, how do you deal with this matter?" Wu Xiangye asked in a low voice.

The wine was given as a tribute to Mr. Xie Gui, but now it was stolen by someone, it was their negligence anyway, but if the person who stole the wine was executed, His Majesty might think that he was too cruel.

Huang Zhenzhen burst out laughing, with an unpredictable tone, "You are the prime minister, I am just a businessman, this is your family business, I can't control it."

The words of four or two thousands of gold blocked the way of Mr. Wu again.

Wu Xiangye was in a hurry.

What the hell did he do this early in the morning?

How should he deal with this matter?

Wu Xiangye really wanted to bring the person who stole the wine here, and hand it over to His Majesty himself, and wait for His Majesty to deal with him, but now His Majesty allowed him to reveal his identity.

This……

"Go, let's go to the wine cellar first."

Master Xiang gave the order, and everyone left in a mighty way.

Wu Weiyang deliberately lagged behind by a few steps, and asked in a low voice, "Master Qiu, who are you, and why is my father so respectful to you?"

Could it be that they belonged to the government?

Just deliberately concealing your identity?

Huang Zhenzhen smiled and said, "I'm just a businessman, so I don't have any identity. The reason why your father respects me is only because we accidentally saved your father once before, and your father is also grateful, which elevates our identity. "

Wu Weiyang was dubious, "Is it really just like this?"

Wu Weicai listened carefully to their conversation, and pushed Wu Weiyang away impatiently, "Of course it's just like that, don't you know about our father's character?"

Why didn't Wu Weiyang realize that her elder brother was so annoying before.

Not to mention stealing her sweetheart, but also lowering her character everywhere, deliberately making her look ugly in front of Brother Qiuxuan, why is he so scheming.

Before reaching the wine cellar, a strong aroma of wine can be heard from afar.

Huang Zhenzhen and others followed Wu Xiangye, bypassing one corridor after another, and probably got a general idea of ​​his family's wine cellar.

The wine cellar is hidden in the underground secret room. There are many secret rooms, and each one is filled with various precious medicinal wines.

It's just that almost all of these wines have been patronized, leaving only some broken jars and remaining wine.

The more Wu Xiangye watched, the more his heart ached, his face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and he couldn't even walk steadily.

The brothers and sisters of the Wu family are not much better than Master Wu.

I couldn't help shouting, "Hasn't this sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance been hidden for more than ten years? Dad, you are not willing to drink a sip, and you plan to pay tribute to Lord Xie, why did you drink it?"

"There is also this altar, this altar was left by my grandfather, who was rewarded by the late emperor for his meritorious service in suppressing the rebellion, and our whole family will pay tribute to it as a fairy treasure, and we cannot even touch it. Not a drop left."

"Father, take a look, you made these jars of wine yourself when your daughter was born, and you said you would drink them after her daughter got married, but now there is not even a drop of this wine, and it has been hidden for more than ten years ah."

"Father, didn't this altar of wine come from His Majesty himself? You cherish it the most. Why... It's gone anyway. Where is that little thief? I will definitely take his life myself." The Wu brothers and sisters didn't say anything. Alright, so to speak, Master Wu staggered and fell straight down, frightening the crowd to panic, fearing to cry out.

Huang really smashed his tongue.

The aroma of these wines is strong and mellow, the first jar of wine is probably worth a lot, right?
How could one person's belly hold so much wine?
There are several rooms full of wine.

Let alone hundreds of altars...

She still can't believe how big a person's belly is.

Su Shaoxuan glanced at the wine cellar, which is divided into five secret rooms.

The wine in the first secret room is a bit ordinary, most of it is neat and untouched, presumably Xie Yiqi smells that the wine smells not as good as the one inside, so let's touch it with disdain.

The second secret wine was used for several jars, and each jar is the best here.

The third and fourth secret wines were all swept away.

Not to mention the residual aroma of the wine that makes people salivate, just by looking at the expressions of Wu Xiang's family, one can probably guess how valuable the wine is.

The fifth secret was opened tremblingly by the servants, and the neatly arranged wine inside was also swept away.

Wu Xiangye fainted again on the spot, and finally woke up after being pinched.

Huang Zhenzhen was dumbfounded.

The wine in several secret rooms just disappeared...

She would be pissed off if her wine collection was stolen.

"The thief is there." The servant shouted.

Huang Zhenzhen followed his gaze and probably saw a beggar in ragged clothes lying on the edge of the corner.

The beggar was dressed sloppily, with black hair in thick knots, hanging loosely on his head, like a bird's nest that had never been taken care of.　
His clothes were so dirty that the original color could not be seen, only faintly visible, the clothes seemed to have been patched a lot, and the quality was poor and tight.

He wore straw sandals on his feet, no matter how he looked at him, he looked like a poor beggar.

only……

At this moment, he was lazily lying on the ground, holding a jar of half-drunk wine in his arms, muttering vaguely about good wine.

Although his face was dirty and he couldn't see his specific appearance, his whole body was full of alcohol, his belly was bulging, and there were many empty wine jars around him.

If it is said that he did not drink the wine secretly, no one will believe it.

Wu Weicai got angry and grabbed him on the spot, cursing angrily.

"Little beggar, who gave you the courage to come to my house to steal wine? Do you know how much effort we have spent preparing these wines as a tribute to Mr. Xie Gui? Even if you have a thousand lives, you can't make up for it. One or two."

As Wu Weicai said, he punched him hard.

The beggar, who was so drunk, tilted his head in a daze, and just missed the pair of fists.

With a sound of "bang...", Wu Weicai's fist hit the wall hard, the pain made him grin his teeth, and even tears fell down his face.

"I'm so hurt by this young master, little beggar, if my young master doesn't beat me to death today, my surname will not be Wu."

Wu Weicai changed his punch and hit him hard. Unexpectedly, the drunken beggar tilted and fell down, and he happened to dodge the hard punch again.

"boom……"

His left hand hit the wall again, this time with much stronger force than before, Wu Weicai's fist bled, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't even speak.

Not reconciled, he kicked over again.

This kick, he obviously aimed at the little beggar, but he didn't know that the little beggar vaguely took a small wine jar, and was about to continue drinking.

With this kick, he kicked hard on the wine jar.

There was a bang.

The wine jar shattered.

He also hugged his feet and wailed in pain.

　Next update, about 22:[-], okay?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)