I Am Sanctified By Writing Books

Chu He shook his head and said.

"I won't go to Yihonglou. I will stay here for two days and have a good look at Pingyang City."

Wang Yingjun smiled wretchedly and waved to the door.

Immediately, two roads of carriages appeared outside the door, and a dozen servants kept carrying them up and down. After a while, more than a dozen good wines were brought into the house.

"You, Chu He, have studied hard. How can I, Wang Yingjun, be so depraved? From the day you left Pingyang City, I will not go to Yihonglou anymore."

"Come on, let's have a good drink today, brothers."

After entering the house, Wang Yingjun saw Lin Wan'er and hurriedly saluted.

"Hello ma'am."

Lin Wan'er smiled lightly, waved her hand and said.

"You can play as you like, I'll go around."

After finishing speaking, Lin Wan'er walked out of the room, leaving space for Chu He and the others.

Opening an altar and pouring a bowl full, the two of them finished in one go.

The strong wine entered his throat, Chu He was startled suddenly, the strong fragrance in the wine went straight to his heart.

"What kind of wine is this? It's not bad."

Chu He put down the wine bowl and said with emotion.

Wang Yingjun chuckled, patted the altar beside him and said.

"How about it? The new wine is called Green Ant Wine. It is said that it was made by the Academy in the capital. It costs one thousand taels per jar. To reward you brother, I bought twenty jars in a row."

Green Ant Wine...

Chu He remembered that in the book he wrote, there was green ant wine in it.

Did the academy disciples see and make it, or did the academy's wine dealers see and do it?

But I have to say that this wine is really good, satisfying Chu He's fantasy of green ant wine.

After drinking several bowls in a row, Wang Yingjun seemed to be a little bit over the top, and said with a sigh.

"Brother Chu, I heard that you have made military achievements on Liangjie Mountain, and now you are already a fifth-grade talented scholar."

Wang Yingjun didn't know where he heard the gossip, it's not timely.

Chu He chuckled and nodded without correcting him.

For Wang Yingjun, who is not in the rank of martial arts, there is not much difference between a fifth-rank talent or a fourth-rank talent.

Chu He's being a fourth-rank talented scholar has nothing to do with Wang Yingjun's relationship. Chu He doesn't want this brother to feel that the gap between the two is too big.

Wang Yingjun hiccupped and said with a sigh.

"Thinking back a year ago, you were also a low-level Confucian scholar, and I didn't understand anything. Let's drink every day and go to Yihonglou."

"One year has passed, and the changes have been so great. I can't believe that I won't go to Yihonglou, you know."

Chu He poured Wang Yingjun a bowl and said with a light smile.

"I've grown up, and many things can't follow my temper."

Wang Yingjun looked at Chu He for a long time and didn't speak for a long time, as if he didn't know him anymore.

After a long time, Wang Yingjun sighed heavily and cursed.

"What the hell, when I heard that you made meritorious service on Liangjie Mountain, I thought you would never return to Pingyang City. I didn't expect you to write a letter to me, and you really came back."

Hearing these three words of not leaving the horse, coupled with the effect of strong alcohol, the hidden emotions in Chu He's heart were immediately aroused, and he laughed and cursed.

"What the hell, this is my home, my roots are here, how can I not come back, you give me three bowls of punishment."

"it is good!"

Wang Yingjun was so courageous, he cursed angrily, and poured three bowls in succession.

But after watching for a long time, Wang Yingjun raised his head and said hesitantly.

"Chu He, this wine is strong wine. Although I have started to practice martial arts, I am afraid that I will die here after three bowls in a row."

Chu He laughed out loud.

This fat man still likes to escape from drinking as before.

In the end, Wang Yingjun gritted his teeth and drank two bowls in a row, his forehead was red all hot.

After a long time, Wang Yingjun spoke.

"Brother Chu, after you come back this time, are you going to go to Liangjie Mountain again?"

Chu He sensed that his emotions were not right, and nodded.

Wang Yingjun sighed and spoke.

"I don't have the talent like you, otherwise I can join the Zhennan Army when I reach the seventh rank of martial arts, and I can be a captain at any rate."

Chu He laughed.

"I'm not joining the Zhennan Army, I'm joining the Civilian Army. Even if you go, we can't be together."

Wang Yingjun froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Chu He, you fucking, you have to come back to me properly."

"If you have a bad life on Liangjie Mountain, I will look down on you!"

"Understood, if you don't come back to me completely, I, Wang Yingjun, will look down on you so much!"

Chu He scolded.

"Does Lao Tzu look like such a useless person? Then you can't kill him if you go to Liangjie Mountain?"

Wang Yingjun raised his wine bowl and said proudly.

"Yes! Kill him five streets! Kill him one hundred and eighty! Let the ghost world never dare to invade our human race again!"

"When the time comes, I, Wang Yingjun, will personally lead the people of Pingyang City to celebrate your success!"

On this day, the two chatted all over the place and drank a lot.

Chu He restrained his literary spirit, deliberately didn't get rid of the alcohol, and was so fascinated by drinking with Wang Yingjun that he lay down on the table and couldn't get up.

At night, Lin Wan'er gently pushed open the door, looked at the two lying on the table unconscious, smiled softly, and took out two blankets to cover them.

After staying in Pingyang City for two days, Chu He and Lin Wan'er were about to leave.

Before leaving, Chu He turned his head for the last time and took a look at the old house in front of him.

This time, I don't know when I can come back, let alone if I can come back.

Going deep into the ghost world and narrowly escaped death, even Chu He is not sure that he will come back alive.

However, in the face of the battle between the two worlds, all races are at stake, and no one is much easier than the other.

Chu He took a deep look, imprinted the appearance of the old house in his heart, turned and got into the car.

Suddenly, several cars appeared in Chu He's field of vision.

A voice came from far and near.

"Chu He! Chu He wait!"

Wang Yingjun was like a fat ball, rolling over constantly.

Chu He got out of the car and looked at him, wondering.

"What's wrong?"

Even if he has practiced martial arts, Wang Yingjun, who is obese and overweight, can't help panting.

"My father said that everyone is responsible for the battle between the two worlds. Since my royal family can't send people there, I have to help."

Wang Yingjun pointed to several cars and said.

"This is all kinds of good wine that my father bought from the capital. It cost 100,000 taels of silver, and there is another 100,000 taels of money accompanying him to support the Zhennan Army and Liangjie Mountain."

"Two hundred thousand taels."

Chu He's pupils shrank slightly.

Even if the Wang family is rich, they are only worth a few hundred thousand taels of silver, and most of them are real estate. If they just take out two hundred thousand taels, can they still maintain it?

Sensing the doubt in Chu He's eyes, Wang Yingjun said proudly.

"My father sold the antique porcelain at home, and his collection is almost empty, and he sold a few more shops to get together the two hundred thousand taels."