"Yes, yes, your guest is right. I am almost confused myself. Has Xiaoye agreed to his marriage to his little girl, Wen'er?"

"We've been together for a long time. I've fulfilled one of your wishes, brother. I won't pay for the food and drinks today."

"Of course, of course, you can order whatever the three distinguished guests want to eat and drink, and it will all be paid to the little old man."

"My brother is so arrogant, so we three brothers won't be polite."

"The distinguished guests are here. You are Xiaoye's friends. Don't be polite when you come to the old man's place in the future. Please invite me to the private room upstairs."

By the Chunshuijian River outside Xunzhou City, southwest of the capital.

A dozen people stopped by the river and looked at a lone boat in the middle of the river.

Liu Mingzhi closed his folding fan and raised his hand to wave.

A dozen people built a rough and simple drum, picked up two wooden sticks obtained from unknown places, and started beating it steadily and forcefully.

The drum sound is dull and powerful, and the rhythm is simple and rapid.

On a lone boat parked on the Chunshuijian River, a man sat cross-legged on the bow, holding a fishing rod in his hand and staring calmly at the river.

The two men were sitting in the cabin, having a good time and drinking.

Suddenly, a familiar rhythmic drum sound came from the riverside. The three men were suddenly shocked and hurriedly walked towards the bow and stern of the boat. They stood up and looked towards the riverside.

Seeing a dozen familiar figures standing by the river, the three men looked at each other and immediately paddled towards the shore.

Take a boat ride and enjoy the beautiful scenery of the world.

It was extremely comfortable, and suddenly I heard the sound of war drums.

Suddenly enlightened, he drew his sword and went to the battlefield.

"The last general is Ning Chao!"

"Feng Buer!"

"Chu Jing!"

"See the Marshal."

"Without courtesy, go to Zuixian Tower in the city."

"yes!"

Half an hour later.

In front of the Xunzhou Zuixian Tower, more than twenty people looked at the Yingying Yanyan waving handkerchiefs on the second floor and looked at each other with strange expressions.

After a while of tea, Han Peng walked out of Zuixian Tower with a strange expression on his face, and looked at Young Master Liu and the others pouting at the door behind them.

In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen men ran out in a hurry, looking at the dozen or so people standing on the street with a look of embarrassment on their faces.

"See...Da...Master Liu!"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Jiang Lei, Xue Renzhong, and Huang Chengbiao who were at a loss. There were seventeen of them, holding up folding fans and scratching their foreheads.

"Jiang Lei, let you play the human world. Your game world is just to bring them here to drink wine?"

"Reply to Mr. Liu, we didn't drink flower wine!"

"If you come to a brothel and don't drink wine, are you here to work as handymen?"

"I...I...I used to be an artillery general. I brought my brothers here...to teach them how to shoot...shoot artillery!"

"

"Hey..."

"Pfft..."

Except for Young Master Liu and Jiang Lei, all the thirty-five people present groaned, their shoulders shook, their hands were clasped together tightly to suppress laughter, and they lowered their heads and did not dare to look at Young Master Liu.

Reaction.

Liu Mingzhi rolled his eyes, raised his hands and stretched, waving his folding fan and walked towards the outside of the city.

"Gather troops!"

"Prepare for war!"
Chapter completed!