Seeing Chen Jiu smiling and squinting, the gift-giving official was full of joy, nodded and bowed, and ran to his seat.

As the first official gave gifts, it seemed to be a chain reaction. Officials successively came to give gifts. Chen Jiu never refused to come. As long as it was a treasure, he would accept it one by one. Fools, especially gifts that come to your door.

Chen Jiu's eyes flickered slightly, and the banquet was about to end. During the period, Chen Jiu successively received no less than 300 gifts.

These treasures are all precious things. After all, the official status at the scene is extraordinary, and ordinary things are not available.

"Ninth brother, the father of the emperor has awarded you a hundred mountains among the millions of mountains. It is really called the elder brother to be jealous." The prince "drunk eyes and dim eyes, his tongue curled, constantly twitching.

Seeing the prince "drunk", Chen Jiu's heart moved: "The meat show is here."

"The prince's words are different. The reason why my father gave me a reward of the hundred mountains is because I have contributed to the human race. If Chen Jiu is not for me, let alone the hundred mountains that I have won, I will also be won by the other side. ".

Having said this, Chen Jiu smiled and took a sip from his wine glass: "So don't be jealous, big brother, I am the well-deserved master of the hundred mountains among the million mountains, and this king is confident to suppress those hundred thousand mountains. The monster race".

Speaking of this, Chen Jiuyi sweeps the ordinary, instantly becomes graceful and magnificent.

The prince said haha, "Exactly, that's the case. The hundred mountains should belong to the ninth brother, but we are all brothers. The ninth brother eats meat and we have to drink soup."

A light flashed in Chen Jiu's eyes. Staring at the prince firmly: "I don't know what the prince said?".

"The hundred mountains belong to the monster race, and naturally monsters run rampant. Although the nine brothers have supernatural powers, the domain of the hundred mountains is too big. The nine brothers must not be able to guard them alone. I am all brothers, but I can separate them. Some people will help you guard the hundred mountains." Prince's eyes are dim.

Several princes stared at Chen Jiu at this time, wanting to see how Chen Jiu reacted and whether he could bite off a piece of meat from the fat sheep and cheap brother.

Chen Jiu sneered in his heart, and the wine glass in his hand suddenly fell to the ground. The sound of fragmentation spread throughout the box.

Looking at Chen Jiu, he had already fallen on the table at this time, his saliva was sticky from his mouth, and his grunt was earth-shaking.

Drunk, Chen Jiu was actually drunk.

Hundreds of mountains are the private land of Chen Jiu. There are countless treasures, and Chen Jiu naturally wants to eat alone and is unwilling to share it with others, but the cake of Hundred Mountains is really too big. The sects of the heavens and even the officials of the court, large and small, don't want to take a bite from this cake.

It's like now, civil and military in Manchu. Under the watchful eyes of countless officials, does Chen Jiu dare to refuse? Dare to agree? .

If you reject the prince, it is tantamount to rejecting the princely ministers. Chen Jiu refused the status of the prince, not to mention that he was a man of civil and military affairs, and there was no help in the court. The road ahead would be difficult. These guys will also be greedy for cakes and want to find something for you from time to time. Put some eye drops on you.

As for agreeing to the prince, it was a joke. Promise the prince, can you not agree to the other princes who are hostile to the prince? .

Moreover. Chen Jiu and the crown prince are still a bit nasty, and they really don’t bother to talk to him. If they talk about it, the large and small forces in the DPRK and China will make mistakes and complicated, and the hundreds of mountains are not enough, so Chen Jiu can only shame. Although everyone knows that Chen Jiu is pretending to be drunk, how could such a strong person be so easy to get drunk, but no one will be ignorant to expose it, and there is no way to expose it. As long as Chen Jiu die does not admit it, you will be exposed. Everyone is not good at face, no one will really "believe".

"The prince's cultivation is unfathomable. I didn't expect to be drunk. It was beyond my expectation." An official was stunned, touching his beard and holding a wine glass.

Another official next to him said: "Since the prince is drunk, then the banquet is almost over."

"Don't be too busy to end it. It's hard to get together this time. Just take advantage of this opportunity to drink two glasses and stay drunk."

"It's the extreme, it's the extreme" someone agreed.

The third prince looked at the pale-faced prince, with a sneer at the corners of his mouth, and looked at the maid beside him and said: "The ninth brother is drunk, you can send him back to the house quickly, and be careful along the way.

"Yes, the prince" The two maids walked out gracefully, helped Chen Jiu up, and turned away.

I can't see that the two delicate and weak women are actually martial arts masters. Chen Jiu's body of more than 100 kilograms is like a puppet in his hands, without weight.

"Two girls walk slowly." Just as they came downstairs, a girl with big eyes stopped in front of them.

The girl with big eyes in front of her gave a sound of blue clothes, revealing a simple atmosphere.

"I don't know who the girl is?" said Chen Jiu's maid on the left.

"My name is Lan Ling, and I am a steward in this restaurant. My lady is an old prince's deceased. I would like to ask the prince to tell me and two girls for your convenience." The maid's voice is very nice, with a hint of charm. .

The two goddesses were sober-minded, but they couldn't help having a good impression of the girl in front of them. They looked at Chen Jiu and knew that the prince’s cultivation skills were unfathomable and impossible to be drunk. The maid on the right tentatively said, "Master, prince, Is this girl in front of you your old friend?".

Chen Jiu looked at the little girl with drunken eyes, but wondered in his heart that he had never had such an old friend. However, the art master was bold and did not agree or object, and continued to lower his head to pretend to sleep.

The two maids were waiting next to the third prince. It was so exciting. Their understanding of human nature was not much worse than that of the masters of the 21st World. The maid on the left said: "In this case, let's send Master Hou upstairs."

The big-eyed girl shook her head: "No need to bother you, just leave Master Hou to me."

After speaking, the girl's delicate palms suddenly grasped Chen Jiu's shoulders, and shook him behind her back.

Think about it, a little girl with big eyes and a simple face, carrying a tall boy on her back, how this scene feels contradictory.

The girl walked lightly, stepped up the stairs and disappeared into Baihua Building.

"Miss, I brought this young man in for you."

The girl opened the door and entered a pink country. Most of the decorations here are pink, with a breath.

Putting Chen Jiu on a chair, the girl murmured: "Miss, what is this young man worthy of your fancy, I actually asked me to invite him personally. This is like a pig, it is so heavy, and he has tortured him so much. wake".

The girl said, lowered her head, and pinched Chen Jiu's face into various shapes, showing a smile on her face.

"Lan Ling'er, you girl, don't tease this guy, or you will cry soon, this guy is very cunning, you kick him so hard that he will wake up immediately" an ethereal voice came. In that ethereal voice, there seemed to be a variety of temptations, which made blood boil.

Smelling the scent of the nose, Chen Jiu suddenly opened his eyes~lightnovelpub.net~ A girl with big eyes, like a porcelain doll, was looking at Chen Jiu blankly, and then she almost screamed Chen Jiu’s eardrums. Shattered.

"What's your name?" Chen Jiu couldn't help squeezing the girl's face, presumably this little guy is Lan Ling'er, about 14 or 15 years old.

"Miss" Lan Ling'er looked pitifully behind Chen Jiu.

Turning his head slowly, Chen Jiu fell into a sluggishness for an instant. What kind of demeanor was that, even if he stood there simply, it seemed that there were thousands of amorous feelings telling, endless charm in the air. Wandering.

A pink shirt, just the shirt, has added countless temptations out of thin air.

His skin was delicate and ruddy, with no pores, and a perfect figure. He had black hair scattered behind him. Looking at this charming woman, Chen Jiu felt a familiar reminding him, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Little White".

"My son, let's meet again." The woman's voice can make people vomit blood, and I can't wait to die for it before willingly. (To be continued)

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