After the Beggars' Gang went out to greet him, under the introduction of Ma Dayuan, Zhao Ji finally realized the elders and rudders of the Beggars' Gang. Because tomorrow it will be the Hundred Flowers Conference, the leaders of the Beggars' Gang have also returned to the head of the rudder, such as the law enforcement of the power, Chen Song and Wu Xi, and the rudders of various branches, all had a one-sided relationship.

When the leading figures of the Beggar Gang saw that Zhao Ji was so young, they could not help but guess his true identity. For example, Liang Shicheng's beard was obviously stuck on his lips, and the feminine aura and the fierce aura that the guards behind him showed between their eyes and guards, Zhao Ji's identity was about to emerge. Although everyone was afraid and trepidated, since the other party and the leader Qiao Gang were not clear, they naturally became very confused, but there was a little more restraint in their conversation and laughter.

While everyone was examining Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji was also looking at the elders of the Beggars' Gang, and the focus was naturally on the law enforcement elder Bai Shijing. Bai Shijing was born with a burly appearance, square and rigorous appearance, and there were deep nasolabial folds next to him, which was indeed daunting. Although this person didn't talk much, whenever he spoke, the elders and the helmsman nearby listened, obviously respecting this meticulous law enforcement elder from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Ji always felt a bit strange in his heart. He had the urge to ask Bai Shijing whether it was sweet mooncakes delicious or salty mooncakes delicious? However, Zhao Ji himself thought that after all, the five-nut mooncakes tasted richer in taste.

Duke Zhou was afraid of rumors, and Wang Mang had not usurped the times. People were extremely complex creatures, and it was difficult to determine whether it was good or bad until the moment they died. With Liang Shicheng and Quan Guanqing around him, Zhao Ji did not want to treat someone with a lustful look, so he treated everyone in the Beggars' Sect with courtesy and did not distinguish between differences because of some of the thoughts in his heart.

After greetings, the elders of the Beggars' Gang either had to be busy with something or were taboo, leaving, leaving only Qiao Feng and a group of young disciples. Ma Dayuan wanted to stay and make up for yesterday's mistakes, but seeing that Qiao Feng had led Zhao Ji to get along with the young disciples of the Beggars' Gang, joining him would cause a dismay. Therefore, he also accused him of guilt and turned around and left.

After the elders left, the atmosphere became even warmer. Zhao Ji could see that Qiao Feng was really popular among the young disciples of the Beggar Gang. Many people came to greet him, and there was no lack of respect among the enthusiasm. Qiao Feng also put away the gang leader's dignity, clapped his hands and shouted: "Come on the wine quickly, I've been rushing around these days, and I really have no chance to drink it for the rest of my life."

When everyone heard this, they all cheered, and then surrounded Qiao Feng and Zhao Ji rushed into the lobby of the main steward. Without hesitation, everyone put together long tables, chairs and benches, and the table was filled with large wine jars. Qiao Feng reached out and grabbed a wine jar, wiped off the mud seal and filled a bowl for Zhao Ji. Then he raised the wine jar and raised his head to suck it directly.

"The leader of the gang is mighty!"

After seeing this, the other Beggar Gang disciples knocked on the table and cheered loudly.

As Qiao Feng drank a whole jar of wine in one breath, the atmosphere became more and more high. Then some disciples of the Beggars' Gang, such as the leader of the rudder, walked up to Zhao Ji to toast. Infected by this warm atmosphere, Zhao Ji also felt a sense of heroism in his heart. He would never refuse until he drank the wine, which caused a lot of cheers. Not long after, Zhao Ji was a little confused, holding the wine glass and looking at the lively scene in front of him. It was true that the three or five scholars and officials sat opposite each other, and were elegant in prostitutes and sang poems, which seemed both graceful and stylish, but in Zhao Ji's view, it was not as vivid and lively as the picture in front of him.

This wine was drunk until midnight. In the end, there were few people on the field except Qiao Feng. Zhao Ji could only barely maintain a little rationality and was helped back to rest by Liang Shicheng.

The next morning, Zhao Ji's sequelae of drunkenness broke out, and his head was so dizzy that it hurt. This made me realize that if you don't have a cheating device, don't fight with Qiao Feng. He lay on the bed and called Liang Shicheng a few times. He didn't hear the response, so he got out of bed and wanted to pour a cup of tea. But as soon as he walked outside, he caught a glimpse of a woman, and his heart was trembling, and he quickly turned around and returned to the room.

The Ma Ma was lowering her head and cooking the spoon with her hands. When she heard the footsteps, she looked up again and saw a figure flashing behind the door. She couldn't help but chuckled, and she looked charming. She put the soup on the table, Yingying walked to the inner door, and bowed slightly and said, "My Ma Men Wen, I was uninvited to disturb the prince. I hope the prince will forgive me."

Zhao Ji was busy putting his shirt on his body. After hearing this, he couldn't help but pause, and then accelerated his clothes. While wearing clothes, he said, "It turns out that it is the wife of Deputy Gangma, who is rude and rude. My eunuch should really be punished, and the distinguished guest didn't even inform him!"

As he said this, Zhao Ji felt many thoughts. Hearing Mrs. Ma's tone, he should have known his identity. Ma Dayuan really didn't have a door in his mouth. However, what did Mrs. Ma come here to do? While thinking, he heard Mrs. Ma say: "I just sent sober soup to sober up. Seeing that your noble family had not been sleeping all night, he was a little tired, so he took the initiative to ask him to rest first. If the prince wants to blame him, the mistakes will be in my house..."

"Mrs. Ma is so rude."

Zhao Ji had already put on his clothes at this time, and while talking, he walked out of the room: "You can leave these small things to the servants. I really don't bother Mrs. Ma, you cook yourself."

Walking out of the room, Zhao Ji finally saw the Ma Ma who had long been famous. She was wearing a simple cloth skirt, with a swaying swaying lightly on her hair bun. There was no more decoration. She stood beside the door, with a delicate body but also a mature woman's fullness, and she looked like she was not angry or happy. She had a stern and inviolable solemnity, but it was very different from the impression that Zhao Ji had had in his heart.

Mrs. Ma was also examining Zhao Ji. When she saw this elegant and handsome young man, a trace of brightness flashed in her eyes. Then she lowered her head and said softly: "I heard from my official family that the prince helped many poor people like the Beggar Gang when he was righteous. I admired and admired him very much. Although I was just a little girl, I also understood the principle of repaying kindness. I can't do too much. I only had a bowl of soup to relieve your fatigue for you."

With this bow, Zhao Ji felt that Mrs. Ma's temperament changed from her previous awesomeness to her charming and shyness, and she couldn't help but feel strange. In fact, in fact, this Mrs. Ma's appearance is not as beautiful as the world. Although she is beautiful, it has not yet reached a stunning level. She just turned her eyes and lowered her head to the point of temperament. The mature charm in her bones can best suck the heartstrings of men, which makes people feel excited. However, Zhao Ji was already wary of this charming style. This charming thing was inferior to the charming one's eyes.

He spread his arm and asked Mrs. Ma to sit down, but he was thinking in his heart whether Ma Dayuan trusted him too much or did not treat the prince as a man, so he actually let this beautiful wife walk straight into his room. It was really embarrassing to sit like this, especially Mrs. Ma's charming eyes floated over from time to time to look at him timidly. Moreover, because of Ma Dayuan, he couldn't just lower his face to expel the guests, so he could only sit down and endure Mrs. Ma's calm eyebrows and eyes.

He didn't want to annoy the woman in the small details again. He turned around and blew the wind around Ma Dayuan, causing the negotiations to change again. He simply acted like an old monk entering a state of meditation, with a hint of embarrassment in peace, satisfying the woman's confidence in her beauty attraction. This completely thoughtful silent performance was much more difficult than the Li Puppet babbling on stage.

After being silent for a while, Madam Ma chuckled and said, "Don't let the soup be cold. Please use it slowly, I will say goodbye."

While talking, she stood up and pushed Tang Geng over. Zhao Ji reached out to take it, and just met Mrs. Ma's delicate fingertips. The woman's shoulders trembled, and she pulled her hands back like a terrified deer. Then she pursed the corners of her lips lightly, without saying a word, lowered her head and moved quickly, her cheeks flushed and left shyly.

Hook-in, naked hook-in!

Even though Zhao Ji was wary of his heart, he was confused by the woman's teasing. Mrs. Ma was really a master of teasing people. The best thing was that she had never made any obvious moves from beginning to end, but her every frown and smile could make people feel uncomfortable and distracting. Zhao Ji originally thought that as long as he kept saying something, Quan Guanqing might not be tempted by this woman again. Now it seems that he is a little optimistic.

He threw the soup back to the table. While Zhao Ji was pondering, Liang Shicheng walked into the room and said, "Oh, you have already gotten up..."

After hearing this, Zhao Ji said unhappily: "Why just let a woman come into my room?"

When Liang Shicheng heard this, he quickly lowered his head and said, "The wife of Ma Dayuan came over and said a few words, and his little brain went away as soon as he fainted. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was inappropriate, and then he rushed back. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect that Ma Dayuan was arrogant and unreasonable, and his appearance was not good, but the wife in the family was very dignified and generous..."

When Zhao Ji heard this, he couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He could not have imagined that even Mrs. Liang, a eunuch, could feel the unblocked style of Mrs. Ma. He wanted to beware of this woman's confusion in the Beggars' Sect, but it was really a long way to go!

Master Liang saw that Zhao Ji's expression was strange. After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but whisper: "Maybe you..., but at the head of the Luoyang Beggars' Sect, that lady is a married woman..."

"What nonsense!" Zhao Ji raised his eyebrows and shouted after hearing this, "Come on, don't let this woman get close to the three feet in front of me!"
Chapter completed!