Rebirth King of Pit Climbing

() Although the envoy represents the emperors of various countries, they are not emperors after all, so the Emperor Cheng Dynasty would not surrender himself to accompany these people to have a banquet. However, in order to show his importance, the emperor still sent Old Man Shen as the leader.

The Minister of Rites was the deputy, and a group of bigwigs like Kong Xingxue came to accompany him.

After Yang Ling's strong request, Old Man Shen finally reluctantly agreed to the request to attend. Just kidding, such a beautiful wife went out for a performance, and there was Ri himself on the stage. Will he not know why Ri himself was fucking Yang Ling? What if that bastard continued

I'm not losing something shameless when I'm drunk and doing something shameless? So Yang Ling not only went there by himself, but also brought the second brother of the thug with me.

Yang Ling sold the fine wine and delicacies to Mr. Shen at high prices through Xinghualou. The price of fine wine is doubled. No invoice is issued. Such a good opportunity to quarrel, and those who don’t slap are fools. These things make everyone intoxicated, and they don’t need good wine.

As I said, now there are no other countries except for some smuggling to Liao Kingdom, and let alone the delicacies. It is impossible for even the dishes to be prepared and smuggled. There is no vacuum packaging these days.

In the huge venue, the sound of silk and bamboo was endless. Old Man Shen smiled from time to time and clinked glasses with the envoys of the Liao Kingdom, and bit his ears from time to time and said something, making out like a brother.

Yang Ling couldn't see it. Old Man Shen seemed to be too unconventional. Yang Ling looked at the second senior brother who was eating and drinking while eating. Is the decision to bring him out really too much? Look at this, at least the second senior brother

The food tomorrow can be saved. If you make a bag, the food the day after tomorrow can be saved. Yang Ling gave a blank look at the second senior brother and said, "You idiot, you know to stuff it into your mouth, you don't know how to bring it.

Put some bag inside?”

The second senior brother pointed to the dishes on the table and said, "Boss, these things are only enough for me to eat alone, so why are you pretending? I originally thought that there must be endless food for the state banquet. Who would have thought that this is the only thing?

But I did bring the bag." The second senior brother sighed, but after saying that, he took out a broken bag from somewhere like a magic trick.

Yang Ling looked at the bag and said, "Actually, it's impossible to finish eating these things if anyone wants to eat them. However, it's really a bit difficult to meet you, a foodie. But the bag seems to be a little too broken. I'll fight with the dog.

Come?"

"This is the bag I beg for alms and I have always carried it with me. Didn't the boss say that if you have a skill to keep you alone, you will not have to worry about eating and drinking?"

"But your skill is so unique. At most, someone will use a purple gold bowl to beg for alms. If you take a bag, who dares to make it to you? Are you not afraid that you will eat others poor?" Yang Ling didn't have any questions at all.

He ruthlessly attacked: "I bet on ten steamed buns, you must have never been destined!"

The second senior brother blushed, his hands folded, and said, "Amitabha, I am a monk, and monks don't make bets."

"When you talk about Amitabha in the future, swallow the meat in your mouth first," Yang Ling stood up and said, "Wait, I'll take some for you. Remember to pack it later and go back to serve as a midnight snack in the evening."

Yang Ling looked left and right, it seemed that Old Man Shen and the Liao envoy could be full by chatting. The things on the table had not moved much, Yang Ling walked over and first swept away the things in front of Old Man Shen.

The old man asked angrily: "Boy, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, it just seems that the food here doesn't seem to be eaten. Don't waste it. Seeing that the monk there is not, I regret accepting him until now. It's a whole foodie, just eating but not working, since you don't

It’s better to let him eat enough and try to make my rice jar less pressure. My rice jar recently told me that it is under a lot of pressure and he is a little bit of a suicide." Yang Ling said casually.

"Fuck, what does it have to do with your rice jar that wants to commit suicide? And which eye you see I won't eat it?" Old Man Shen was furious.

"Look at your stingy look, you didn't tell you earlier? You'll die early when you're angry. Come on, be good. At worst, I'll leave some midnight snacks for you at night." Yang Ling turned around and cleaned up the things on the table of the Liao envoy, pointing to

He said with a plate of lambs in front of him, "Let me take the plate of lambs in front of you, I can't reach them."

The Liao envoy was a little at a loss, and actually did as Yang Ling said, and obediently handed over the lamb in front of him.

"Thank you!" Yang Ling thanked and praised, "It seems that this lamb is produced by you in Liao Kingdom? I just said that the sheep raised on the grassland not only tastes good, but also has no mutton smell.

How come you have it? Your cooking techniques are a bit monotonous.”

The envoy of the Liao Kingdom didn't know what to say, so he turned his face and asked Old Man Shen, "Shen Prime Minister, who is this?"

Old man Shen glanced at Yang Ling angrily and said, "This kid is called Yang Ling, who is the most lazy. But don't look at his appearance, he is a good person to make money. Even my husband's family's industries sometimes have to do so.

I'm asking for some blessings. But although he is a master of making money and a loser, he actually dares to use tens of thousands of taels of silver to build a football field in order to have a place to play football. It's really thorough

a prodigal son.”

"Old man, what you said is wrong. What is the purpose of making money? Isn't it just to spend it?" Yang Ling retorted dissatisfiedly: "If it weren't for the fact that the money was a little bit tight recently and the foodie was eaten by me,

I don’t care about the dishes in front of you. I eat one table, look at one table, pour another table, hum!"

Old man Shen was about to continue educating Yang Ling a few times, but the Liao envoy quickly smiled and waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, I have heard that some talented and learned people in the Cheng Dynasty are all unruly people. I understand all these.

Don’t be hurt by the harmony.” After saying that, he bowed to Yang Ling and said, “So you are Yang Ling, and I am well-known to you in Liao Kingdom.”

"See, this is what it means to be demeanor. You old man has lived in vain for so long," Yang Ling first despised Old Man Shen, turned his head and smiled at the Liao envoy, "Oh, is it? My name

Is it so famous in Liao Kingdom? Do you say that I am handsome, and the older girls and young wives are crying and shouting that they want to marry me?"

The corners of the Liao envoy's eyes twitched, and he continued with a forced smile: "No, even Mr. Yang has a nickname called Mr. Yulu, which is all legendary that you are very talented, and several poems by Mr. Yang can be regarded as spreading throughout the Liao Kingdom.

Now.”

"That little drizzle is not even qualified to carry shoes in front of my handsome appearance," Yang Ling said dissatisfiedly: "You can't just look at inner things. In fact, what I am most proud of is that I wake me up every morning

Looks like this."

Old Man Shen waved his hand irritably, as if he was waving a fly, and wanted to knock Yang Ling away: "Okay, okay, you guys have taken you too, leave quickly, don't interfere with my conversation with Liao Envoy."

"Oh!" Yang Ling agreed aggrievedly, turned around and said to Liao Envoy, "Please hand me the plate of beef sauce. You must be tired of eating this thing, but it's not easy for me to eat beef."

Yang Ling returned to his seat with his fruitful results, which made the second senior brother happy and kept putting it in his bag.

At this moment, it was finally Sun Hunter's turn to appear. As soon as Sun Hunter appeared, the scene suddenly became quiet. Everyone forgot to eat and drink, drooled, and watched Sun Hunter's performance in the venue.

Old man Shen touched his beard and asked the Liao envoy with a smile: "Liao envoy, how can you see this woman singing and dancing?"

The Liao envoy laughed and said, "I have heard that many beautiful women in the Central Plains have emerged, and I have seen countless people, but this girl is the only one I have seen in my life. Not only are she good singing and dancing, but she is more beautiful. Only the queen of my country can match her."

"Haha, Liao envoy praised it!" Old man Shen said modestly: "Come on, come on, let's enjoy the singing and dancing together."

What Yang Ling didn't expect was that the first person to be unable to help but the beast was not the Riben Gun, but the Goryeo Rod. The Goryeo Envoy picked up the wine glass and shook his empty steps, and was about to walk to the side of Sun Hunter to invite him. Sun Hunter drinks.

Yang Ling said to the second senior brother: "Someone bullies your boss's wife, don't forget the main task you came to today."

The second senior brother glanced at him, continued to eat his own food, and said, "That man seemed to be drunk and his steps were sloppy. Now even a three-year-old child can defeat him. Boss, don't you always say that heroes want to save the beauty? Now is the time for you to be a hero.”

"Oh, is that?" After hearing the second senior brother's words, Yang Ling was immediately filled with confidence. Just as Sun Hunter refused to obey, the Gaoli stick began to touch her. Yang Ling slapped the table and said, "Beast! Let that girl go." !”

Yang Ling picked up a wine pot on the table and hit the stick on the head, which made the stick donate blood all over. Yang Ling was still unsatisfied and pushed the stick to the ground with one hand. As expected, the second senior brother said, The stick had no ability to resist at all, and just lay on the ground, allowing Yang Ling to punch and kick.

Sun Hunter was looking at the angry Yang Ling, and his heart was filled with sweetness. Sun Hunter kicked the stick with his delicate jade feet, and pulled Yang Ling and said, "Okay, okay, my husband is about to be beaten to death by you, don't Try again.”

Yang Ling looked at Sun Lieren in surprise and said, "Wife, it seems that you are more serious than me. You are a little violent recently."

Sun Hunter smiled sweetly: "It's all my husband who teaches me well. They say that marrying chickens and marrying dogs and following dogs. Since you marrying a husband, you must follow your husband's footsteps closely."

"Oh, is that?" Yang Ling said happily: "Then let's step on it again. Your husband has long been disliked by these sticks that even ancestors want to snatch randomly."

"Husband, why do you want to call them a stick?" Sun Hunter asked curiously.

"Because they are a stick-mass Smith."

With such a serious fight, the security guard outside the door could not ignore it and rushed in and pulled Yang Ling away.

The stick was held and stood up shakingly, touched the blood on his head, first screamed at Yang Ling, and then roared at Old Man Shen in Chinese: "Shen Prime Minister, is this your country's treatment? Is this guest way? I strongly demand that the murderer be severely punished, otherwise…”

"Otherwise, what will happen?" Old Man Shen replied: "The noble envoy is a guest from afar. If you don't love yourself, don't want us to respect him. Today I can see it as a noble envoy. If you drink too much, don't care about it. But if the envoy continues to do this, don’t blame me for being rude! And I will reply to the lord of your country. If you send an envoy to the court next time, should you choose the envoy carefully?"

Old Man Shen said this with a very domineering voice. His face was ugly and he didn't dare to speak again. He glared at Yang Ling, and then returned to his seat in disappointment.