The Beggars' Gang always knew that the deputy leader Ma Dayuan had a beautiful girl, but he had seen few of them. When he saw Mrs. Ma's appearance, almost everyone's heartbeat could not help but speed up, and his eyes were difficult to move away for a while.

Zhao Ji saw the law enforcement elder Bai Shijing standing beside him holding a wine glass with his lips slightly opened, his eyes curled up to the hall, and most of the wine in the glass was tilted. After seeing this, Zhao Ji couldn't help but smile in his heart and thought that Bai Shijing was usually hypocritical, but in fact he felt very sad. He didn't want to look at this ugly look anymore, coughed low, and then said, "Elder Bai, please."

Hearing this, Bai Shijing woke up as if he was dreaming. He quickly turned around and raised his glass to Zhao Ji, with a hint of panic, but found that the wine in the glass was empty, and then he snorted coldly and said, "What kind of delicacy is a group of women coming to this outer hall!"

Ma Dayuan's face was also a little gloomy, and he was very dissatisfied with his wife's actions of making a name for herself.

Although the Tai in the hall was half focused on himself, Mrs. Ma was not embarrassed, and calmly lowered her head and walked to the hall, holding the wine glass in her hands, and stood in front of the elders and said softly: "The leader of the gang and the elders are sincere, and the leader of the Beggars' Sect is becoming more and more prosperous. Only a group of women and children can enjoy a pure world. We are a group of young women who can do no great achievements for the Beggars' Sect. We can only invite a glass of water and wine at this Hundred Flowers Fair to reward the heroes of the gang!"

After hearing what Mrs. Ma said appropriately and generously, the members of the Beggar Gang were stunned for a moment before they were ashamed of their disrespectful eyes and thoughts. Elder Xu, who had lived in seclusion for many years in the hall, smiled and said to Ma Dayuan: "Mr. Ma, your wife, is solemn and heroic as a child in the world, is really a strange woman."

Ma Dayuan's expression had turned pale at this moment. He thought to himself that Madam was leading a group of women to reward these brothers who worked hard and made great contributions in the gang. When he heard Elder Xu's praise, Ma Dayuan became more and more happy, and he was no longer dissatisfied with the wife's popularity in front of everyone, and there was a smile between his eyebrows and eyes.

Zhao Ji looked at Ma Dayuan's expression change and couldn't help but sigh. Once a person has a certain impression in his heart, it is really difficult to look at certain things and some people objectively. Look at Ma Dayuan's love for his wife, it is really a deep love between husband and wife. If someone says that Ma Dayuan is a little unpredictable at this moment, he is afraid that Ma Dayuan will turn against him immediately.

Because Mrs. Ma respected everyone here, although everyone could not hold back, it was difficult to get up alone to respond, but only looked at Qiao Feng. However, Qiao Feng was still frowning and pondering at this moment. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Zhao Ji's words were very reasonable, and he did not notice the change in the atmosphere for a while.

Zhao Ji was secretly anxious while watching, so he kicked Qiao Feng under the table. Qiao Feng woke up and saw that everyone was looking at him, he raised his glass and said, "Drink with everyone." After that, he raised his face and drank it all, but never saw Mrs. Ma more than a ft. in front of him from beginning to end.

With Qiao Feng starting, everyone also brought the glass to drink, and the atmosphere became warmer again. However, Zhao Ji was unable to be happy and racked his brains to remind Qiao Feng to look at the Ma Ma in the hall. He just wanted to remind him, but he really had no idea. Could it be that he would tell Qiao Feng that if you don’t look at this woman, she would hold a grudge against you for a long time in the future?

While pondering, Zhao Ji heard Mrs. Ma say again: "This second glass of wine is to pay tribute to Mr. Zhao alone. My husband Meng Lang offended Mr. Zhao for a while. Not only did he dislike him, he was willing to have sex with each other. Such elegance, although Mr. Zhao is not a person in the world, he is much broader than many talents in the world. When my official mentioned this, he felt guilty and praised Mr. Zhao as a rare hero in the world. The little girl dared to ask Mr. Zhao to drink this cup."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhao Ji to react, she raised her head and drank the wine in the glass. Then she lifted up a silk handkerchief to wipe off the wine stains on the corner of her mouth. Her cheeks were red, and her eyes were so charming that water almost dripped out. She looked straight at Zhao Ji.

When the Beggar Gang saw that Mrs. Ma was a woman, her words and behaviors were even more generous and free than men, she couldn't help but applaud. Ma Dayuan felt even more grateful when he heard that the wife took the initiative to apologize to Zhao Ji on his behalf. If he said this to Zhao Ji, he would appear a little flattering. However, the wife had no problem, but it increased his sincerity. He also raised his cup and said to Zhao Ji: "What Zhu Jing said was exactly Ma's heartfelt words. He also asked Mr. Zhao to drink this cup with all his grudges. He would not refuse in the future. In the future, the young master had something to do and would not refuse!"

After hearing this, Zhao Ji had to put aside his sorrow for the time being, raise his glass and respond, and after drinking it all, he lit the bottom of the cup to Mrs. Ma, and then said to Ma Dayuan: "Deputy Gangma and Mrs. Ma are so serious, they have too many excessive praises, so I really don't dare to take it."

He was just waiting for Mrs. Ma to leave after drinking, but he heard Bai Shijing say next to him: "Mrs. Ma is also a heroine of our Beggars' Sect. There should be a seat in this gang event, so please come and invite him to sit down." Looking at his eager appearance, he should have figured out what it would be like to go to the court.

Upon hearing the invitation, Ma Ma did not refuse, but turned to look at Ma Dayuan. Ma Dayuan was extremely satisfied with the wife's conversation. He thought that if the wife was asked to leave early, she would be a little lonely in the room, so she moved her body and made a place for the wife.

Seeing Mrs. Ma sitting in the next seat, her eyes were still floating here frequently, Zhao Ji couldn't help but complain in his heart, so he pushed Qiao Feng and said, "Brother Qiao, I might as well think about some troubles later. Now it's a grand event that the Beggars' Sect only won once every few years. It would be bad if they neglected people."

After hearing this, Qiao Feng also realized that he was not at the right time and said to Zhao Ji: "Young Master Zhao, please sit here. I will go and give a glass of help from all the brothers." After that, he actually went out of the hall with the wine jar.

Zhao Ji couldn't stop him, and felt frustrated. He turned to look at Mrs. Ma, hoping that the woman would not notice Qiao Feng's ignorance of her. Fortunately, Mrs. Ma was smiling and responding to the toasts and greetings of several elders, so she had no time to take care of this place. However, when Zhao Ji looked over, Mrs. Ma flicked her eyes like a sense of emotion, and then she lowered her head shyly. This charming posture was seen by the elders, and her breathing was stuttering, and even more, she had already revealed a fascinating look. As expected, if a man was not allowed to hold a grudge with a woman, it was an extremely rare existence.

Zhao Ji sat in his seat, feeling a sense of tragic tragedy of cutting flesh and feeding eagles. When Mrs. Ma's eyes flipped, she looked up and made some eye contact, so that Mrs. Ma would not notice Qiao Feng's departure. But he could not guarantee that in Mrs. Ma's heart, she could be compared with winning Qiao Feng's attention, or instead highlighted Qiao Feng's indifference to her. In short, Zhao Ji was really unwilling to eat while sitting on pins and needles, and was exhausted both physically and mentally, and only hoped that it would end early.

In Zhao Ji's lament, the banquet finally came to the middle, which was to commend the gang members who made outstanding contributions to the Beggars' Sect in the past three years. Qiao Feng finally returned to his position and began to host the triennial commendation meeting. Although it was not his own, Zhao Ji also listened with relish. From the deeds of these Beggars' Sect members, we can probably infer what kind of things are valued and cared about in the world.

All of these commendable gang members made real contributions to the Beggars' Sect, or caused sensation in the world because of some things. The most dazzling one among them was undoubtedly Quan Guanqing. All the elders unanimously decided to promote him to the Nine Bag Elder, and from a middle-level cadre to the top leaders of the Beggars' Sect, they were the youngest Nine Bag Elder in the Beggars' Sect in decades. For a moment, Quan Guanqing was full of complacent and glorious. Although everyone was extremely envious, they also knew that Quan Guanqing deserved such praise and honor, and they all enthusiastically congratulated them.

"Brothers, don't be impatient, please listen to me."

After the commendation was completed, Qiao Feng said in a deep voice: "I am the leader of our Beggars' Sect. I have been doing something wrong for several years but I am confused. Today, at this Hundred Flowers Conference, I must review the brothers."

Hearing this, everyone started to talk: "Gang Qiao is loyal and loyal, and he is dedicated to our Beggars' Sect. Everyone sees it. How could he do something wrong?"

Several elders in the hall also said, "Gangmaster Qiao, what you said really makes us feel puzzled. If you have been doing something wrong in the past few years, how could we not notice it? Could it be that some gossip came to your ears and caused you to have a misunderstanding?"

The gossiping Zhao Ji sat in his position, looking at his nose and his heart, just thinking that the person who talked too much was not him.

Qiao Feng waved his hand and said, "Elders and brothers, don't be impatient, listen to me carefully. Although I, Qiao Feng, are not a noble and honest wise man, I will admit my mistakes. Yes, I will not throw sewage on myself."
Chapter completed!