Fantasy: I, The Salted Fish Will Become Stronger

The Eighth Prince stood up and said in a respectful voice: "I am waiting to come today, and I came here specially to thank Mr. for his help."

Qin Hao looked at Lao Ba carefully, seeing the renewed vigor and vitality in his body, the corners of his mouth slightly raised:

"No need to be polite."

"If a person wants to get out of emotional pain, it is not external force, but own heart."

The Eighth Prince could naturally hear Qin Hao's implication, and did not underestimate Qin Hao because of this.

Instead, I feel that the person in front of me is even more unpredictable.

"Mr. Qin praised me absurdly. If there is no guidance from Mr. Qin, I am afraid that I will still be deeply hurt."

"Sir, this act of kindness recreates the same, Xiao Wang..."

"All right."

Qin Hao interrupted the Eighth Prince's words: "As the saying goes: meeting is fate."

"There is no need to say more polite things. The weather is fine today. Why don't we drink and have fun and have a good chat."

If someone else interrupted him suddenly, the Eighth Prince would definitely pull his face down.

But Qin Hao is so calm, as if nothing in the world can arouse his interest.

Not only did it not arouse the disgust of the Eighth Prince, but it made the Eighth Prince admire him even more from the bottom of his heart.

Perhaps this is the way of the worldly masters to conduct themselves in the world.

"Sir, the lesson was correct, it was Xiao Wang who made a fool of himself."

Qin Hao took out a folding fan out of thin air, and with a bang, several jars of wine appeared on the stone table in an instant.

As soon as Chen Chen saw the wine, his eyes lit up instantly. If it wasn't for an outsider in front of him, he would have wanted to open it and taste it.

The Eighth Prince looked at the wine on the table, cupped his hands and said: "Sir, there is only wine, no poetry, is there a lack of elegance?"

"good."

Qin Hao closed the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be an elegant man, old man."

While speaking, he waved his hand casually, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone instantly appeared on the table.

Gan Qinhu looked at those pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and his face turned dark all of a sudden. Let him go into battle to kill the enemy, he is good at it.

But won't it kill him to let him play with words?

At this time, Chen Chen echoed: "In this case, how about we play the drinking order?"

Hearing this, Gan Qinhu stared at Chen Chen with eyes as wide as copper bells, "Brother Chen, you are so gregarious, it makes me look very out of place, okay?"

He said angrily, "Brother Chen, I didn't expect you, a handsome swordsman, to play Confucianism?"

Seeing his embarrassment, everyone couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha……"

Gan Qinhu's face turned dark all of a sudden, but seeing the Eighth Prince smiling so happily.

The depression in his heart suddenly decreased a little.

Chen Chen patted Gan Qinhu on the shoulder, and said, "Brother Gan, am I doing this for your own good? Think about it, you love drinking the most, so you can drink when it's your turn, wouldn't it be fun?"

? ? ?

Gan Qinhu was full of question marks, but he couldn't find any faults.

"Brother Chen, listen to me and say thank you."

Ha ha……

Laughter sounded again in the gazebo.

After a while.

All eyes fell on Qin Hao.

Chen Chen took the lead and said: "Junior Brother Qin, we are guests, how about you come up with the words for the wine order?"

Qin Hao is not the kind of person who sticks to details. After thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and said:

"We are here because of a word of love, but all of this is a word of fate."

"So today, let's use the word fate as an order."

"it is good!"

The Eighth Prince clapped his hands in agreement.

Chen Chen also nodded in agreement.

Gan Qinhu: I don't know anything, I'm just a ruthless drinking jar.

"Since everyone agrees, let me start first."

As Qin Hao spoke, he picked up a pen and began to write on the paper.

The hand stopped writing, and a line of large characters emerged on the paper—————————————————————————————

The simple eight characters exude a strong literary atmosphere.

Just taking a look at it gives people a feeling of hitting the depths of the soul.

Chen Chen and the Eighth Prince couldn't take their eyes off these eight words.

Both are emotionally wounded people.

Seeing this sentence, I suddenly felt empathy.

Although Gan Qinhu is a big boss, but his knowledge is not bad, he blurted out subconsciously.

"Gentlemanship!"

"I didn't expect Mr. Qin, you are still a scholar?"

These two sounds made Chen Chen and the Eighth Prince avert their eyes from the calligraphy and painting.

"Good words, good mood."

The Eighth Prince praised.

"If you like it, you can take it back after the reception is over."

Qin Hao said indifferently.

"This... this gift is too expensive."

Although the Eighth Prince said so, the eager eyes in his eyes undoubtedly betrayed his heart.

Qin Hao could naturally see through the Eighth Prince's mind, and after the ink was dry, he picked up the paper and handed it over.

"It's just a picture, it's nothing, just take it."

"Sir, don't dare to resign."

The Eighth Prince accepted the words excitedly.

After the little episode is over.

The reception continued.

Everyone drank until the evening before the reception disbanded.

The Eighth Prince walked towards the entrance of the mansion with a drunken-eyed Gan Qinhu.

As soon as he went out, he saw a chariot of Wangqing Palace parked outside the mansion.

The car door opened, and three beauties with different styles got out of the car, they were Mr. Qin's three companions.

Out of politeness, he went forward with cupped hands and said, "Xiao Wang has seen the three ladies."

"The Eighth Prince doesn't need to be too polite."

The three girls responded politely and left.

The Eighth Prince originally planned to leave after saluting, but when he glanced at the woman in the light blue fairy dress, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Gan Qinhu, who was slightly drunk at the side, saw that the Eighth Prince was stunned, and raised his hand in front of his eyes.

"My lord, is there something wrong with the three wives beside Mr. Qin?"

"It's not certain yet, but these three ladies are not ordinary people."

As the Eighth Prince said, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and his eyes fell on the lady in blue again.

? ? ?

Gan Qinhu looked at the Eighth Prince in bewilderment, he felt that the Eighth Prince said something, but he didn't say anything.

Until the door of the Sacred Heart is closed.

Only then did the Eighth Prince's face show a look of sudden realization, and he murmured:

"It turned out to be of the Heavenly Devil kind, no, to be precise, it's the kind of luck."

After Gan Qinhu heard the words Heavenly Devil, he instantly sobered up and almost didn't shout out.

But after listening to the Eighth Prince's words, the expression on his face was even more astonished.

"Mr. Qin, you are indeed an expert in the world. Even the Heavenly Devil species can be cultivated into the luck species."

The Eighth Prince nodded slowly, and said: "That's right, I was thinking about what gift to give back to Mr. Qin at first, but now I know what to give."

Although he was very curious about capturing the tiger, he didn't dare to ask about the prince's affairs. The two of them got into the chariot and returned to Jubao Garden.