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Although the Communist Party of Meng felt that Guo Mo might have some background, he might not be able to win against him, so he stepped forward to answer with a calm attitude.

"Who the hell are you? How dare you talk to your uncle like that? You have sore teeth and bad breath, have you rinsed your mouth?"

"So it's the No. [-] Scholar of the Martial Arts? Pooh—that's because I didn't participate, and I'm going to participate. What the hell is wrong? A little sesame official, is it worth showing off in front of the uncle?"

The attitude of the Communist Party of Meng to let things go, not only did not dissuade the idea of ​​coming, but intensified it.

At this moment, someone behind the visitor quietly tugged on his clothes.

"Mr. Mo, this new champion of martial arts is not simple. He was directly promoted to 'Dun Wu Lang' by the officials and appointed as the commander of the 'Dun Wu Army'."

It turned out to be Zhang Ce who spoke. Although he was also an arrogant person, he had actually fought. Of course he knew how powerful Guo Mo was, and he also knew that he was no match for those present.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Ce and Li Geng rejected Guo Mo's invitation and came to the "Sanyuan Building".

They were also invited to congratulate.

Apart from Zhang Ce and Li Geng, there are several other people who are also on the list of this subject, and this Mr. Mo in front of him is the one who treats the guests.

"I'm bah - still the commander of the 'Dunwu Army'? That's also considered a bird officer? If my father doesn't give them food and drink, they will starve to death if they are hungry."

Knowing the identity of the other party, this Mr. Mo is completely relieved.

Guo Mo saw that it was not easy for Meng Gong to come forward, so he walked over from behind.

"This young master has invited you. I am today's master Guo Mo. I don't know who your father is. How can you say such a thing?"

Guo Mo said this very peacefully, and asked with a slight disdain.

"You are the champion of martial arts? Then you should listen carefully, boy. My father is Mo Ze, the servant of the household department of the Great Song Dynasty. He is in charge of the granary and money bags of the Great Song Dynasty. Can you starve to death you gang of eight hills?"

Mr. Mo, he said Baqiu on the left and Baqiu on the right. The people behind him listened to it, and it was very harsh. Who told everyone to be soldiers.

Guo Mo laughed in his heart, it really is a narrow road to enemies, Mo Qing, Mo Ze's nephew who died not long ago, unexpectedly met Mo Ze's son again?

It seems that I and this group of people really have a lot of fate!

"It turned out to be Master Mo Ze's son face to face, disrespectful and disrespectful! But Master Mo Ze is Master Mo Ze, and Mr. Mo is Mr. Mo. It cannot be said that because you are Mr. Mo Ze's son, you can be so arrogant in this 'Sanyuan Building' Bar?"

"Business has its own rules. Since we have decided on this 'Qilin Residence' first, Mr. Mo doesn't need to bother you anymore."

"If you are really rich and powerful, why not just open a high-end restaurant yourself, why come out and compete with others?"

Guo Mo stimulated with words intentionally or unintentionally.

"What? How dare you joke that I have no money? That's because my father is low-key. Otherwise, it's more than enough to buy a broken thing like 'Sanyuan Building' from three or five families."

After arguing for a long time, the other private rooms on the third floor were also alarmed, and they opened the curtains one after another to look outside.

Most of the people knew the person here, Mo Lai, the only son of Mo Ze, the servant of the household department, everyone called him "Mo Lai" behind his back.

Hearing this kid, he actually threatened in public that his family's money could buy three or five "three yuan buildings", some people dismissed it.

But some smart people groaned, cursing "idiot" in their hearts.

Guo Mo waited for his words, deliberately widened his eyes, and pretended to be unbelievable.

Then, he moved two steps forward inadvertently, and he was only two feet away from Mo Lai.

"Mr. Mo speaks so loudly. If you say something disrespectful, just relying on your father's salary, without eating or drinking, it is estimated that you may not be able to buy a 'Sanyuan Building' in 30 years. How dare you say you can buy three or five buildings?" ?”

Guo Moyue said, revealing more disdain in his tone.

Meng Gong listened to it, and seemed to understand something, and stepped forward, uncharacteristically speaking.

"Mr. Mo, don't be so stubborn. If you really want to enter this 'Qilin Residence', just talk nice things to Guo Dutong. You're a good pair of fast people. Maybe I'll let you in."

After Meng Gong finished speaking, the people next to him couldn't help laughing.

"I'm going to fuck you-"

Since Mo Lai was a child, how could he have suffered from such a useless attitude? Hearing what Meng Gong said, his whole body was in a bad mood.

He was still angry after yelling, and kicked him with a flying kick.

Not to mention, this Mo Lai is much stronger than the dead Mo Qing.

Even so, he did not dare to approach Guo Mo, but kicked Meng Gong next to him.

"Ah, why are you like this?"

Meng Gong seemed to be unable to dodge in time, and was kicked by Mo Lai, and then fell to the floor.

"Young Master Mo, do you know what you are doing? Beating the 'Student of the Son of Heaven' in public, the imperial court ordered the officials."

"Guanying, go and inform the 'Imperial City Division' to come in and get someone."

Guo Mo saw that Meng Gong had just fallen to the ground, so he hurriedly scolded and asked Lu Guanying to let the "Huangcheng Secretary" come and arrest him.

As soon as the voice fell, four strong men came up from the second floor.

"See Sir 'Tips'—" The four bowed to Guo Mo.

Everyone seemed to realize that Guo Mo was not only the champion of martial arts, he was also promoted to be the commander of the "Dunwu Army" and also served as the "Tidian Imperial City Secretary".

"This Mr. Mo beat the deputy governor of the 'Dunwu Army' in public. The evidence is solid. Take him down so that you can record a statement."

"In addition, Mr. Mo has repeatedly claimed just now that Mr. Mo Ze has a lot of money and can buy three or five 'Sanyuan Buildings'. You must strictly review and report to the 'promotion' in the palace as soon as possible after asking for a confession." 'grown ups."

"Tell Mr. Tiju for me, you must go to the scene to investigate, we can't let Mr. Moze take the blame for nothing. Handle it quickly, let's go down."

The four members of the "Imperial City Division" went forward and couldn't talk about it, so they tied Mo Lai tightly, wiped their shoulders, head and back, jackdaws and water, four horses and hooves.

Afraid he would yell, he took out a rag from under the table, gagged him, and took it downstairs.

The whole process, from Guo Mo calling for someone, to the "Huangcheng Secretary" coming to take Mo Lai down, took only a cup of tea.

The few people who followed Mo Lai upstairs, before they had time to react, Mo Lai's people had already been taken away.

Zhang Ce and others still wanted to save people, but they were also surrounded by several Meng Communists, intentionally or unintentionally.

The Communist Party of Bangladesh has risen from the ground at some point.

Smiling, how can there be half a footprint on the body?

"Guo...Guo Dutong, after all, he is Lord Mo Ze's son. If you don't care about anything, please let him go."

Li Geng had a relatively better temperament, knowing that these people, if they used force, would never be the opponent of the opponent, so he simply asked for advice.

"I remember your name is Li Geng, right? You saw it just now. We have been patient again and again. It's fine for Mr. Mo to speak rudely. Brother Meng was actually kicked to the ground by him."

"Anyway, he is also in charge of the deputy capital of the 'Dunwu Army' personally appointed by the government. Even if Brother Meng does not pursue a large number of cases, but this son has repeatedly slandered Lord Mo Ze, it is better to let the 'Huangcheng Division' review clearly. "

"Since you are all in the same year of this department, it is better to meet each other by chance. It happens that Mr. Guo is here to set up a drink, so let's have a drink together."

"Shopkeeper Wu, here are ten more jugs of good wine. For the other private rooms on the third floor, each room will also be given two jugs. All will be counted on Guo's account. If you don't get drunk, you won't go home."

It's over, Li Geng understood that it was Guo Mo who wanted to drag them all here and not let them report to Lord Mo Ze.

Not only that, even the witnesses present on the third floor were temporarily controlled by Guo Mo.

But everyone doesn't mind, seeing a good show and receiving fine wine personally presented by Wu Zhuangyuan, why not do it.

The ten altars of wine were carried up and they slapped the Kaifeng mud together, and the whole third floor was immersed in the aroma of the wine.

Guo Mo asked people to fill everyone up, and there were dozens of people in the five private rooms.

"Everyone, today coincides with Guo Mo having a drink here in the same year as the others. Something happened just now, which disturbed you all. Guo Mo just expressed his apology with this drink."

After speaking, Guo Mo made a bowl first.

"The number one scholar is too polite——"

"I'm waiting to thank Guo Dutong for the fine wine—"

"Drink wins—"

The sound of harmony is endless.

The eight Guo Mo returned to the private room of "Kirin House" again.

"Guo Dutong, did you intend to provoke that Mo Lai just now?" Communist Meng asked in a low voice.

"Rebellious ministers and thieves, everyone gets to punish them."

Guo Mo didn't speak any more and continued to drink.

None of the people present was a fool. Hearing Guo Mo's words, everyone was very excited, and their approval and admiration for Guo Mo also skyrocketed.

"Brother Guo, I'm young and ignorant. I'm in the test field. I'm going to ask Brother Guo for advice."

Yue Ao picked up a bowl of wine and came to Guo Mo.

Of course Guo Mo knew what Yue Ao was talking about, patted him on the shoulder, and pulled Qin Ju up beside him, making Yue Ao's face even redder.

"The grievances between the Yue and Qin families are well known to Guo, everyone here is well aware, and everyone in the world is well aware."

"But what kind of person Qin Ju is, maybe everyone is still not very clear, it just so happens that Guo knows a thing or two."

"Even though Brother Qin's ancestor was the adopted son of the treacherous minister Qin Hui, in fact he has no blood relationship with Qin Hui at all. And Brother Qin himself is a loyal person who sacrificed his life for the country and the people."

"Brother Yue, brother Yu can also understand your feelings, but I still want to persuade my brother that not all people with the surname Qin are villains, and I hope that my brother will not continue to blame brother Qin."

After Guo Mo finished speaking, he raised his neck and drank a bowl of wine.

Hearing this, Yue Ao felt ashamed, but he himself had heard about Qin Ju's deeds.

When the Jin people invaded, they were ordered to lead the soldiers to fight to the death as a county lieutenant. The scar on his face is the best witness.

After calming down, Yue Ao regretted it a little. Fortunately, Guo Mo made a timely move to avoid a tragedy.

Now, Guo Mo is so obedient, which makes Yue Ao feel an inexplicable intimacy.

He also drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

"Brother Guo, I will bear in mind your words of gold and jade. I will never dare to disobey my orders from now on."

He came to Qin Ju again, and solemnly bowed deeply, but was stopped by Qin Ju in time, and Qin Ju was full of tears.

"Yue Wumu is the God of War in the Song Dynasty, and Qin has always cited it as the goal of his struggle. If you don't give up, as a good brother, from now on in the anti-golden battlefield, good and bad will depend on each other, life and death will be shared."

"Fortune and misfortune depend on each other, life and death share—"

Maybe it's because everyone drank a lot of wine, or maybe it's because Qin Ju, a man who came from the battlefield, has a unique contagious power that makes the blood of these people in "Kirin House" spurt.

As a man of this era, in addition to fighting on the battlefield, it seems that the booze in the wine field is equally heroic.

However, Guo Mo knew that after tonight, he had gained several great colleagues, or brothers, or friends.

Funing Palace, inside the Imperial Study Room.

The lanterns have already started, and the officials are watching the strategy and theory of Jinke martial arts.

The old eunuch hurried in from the outside and waved all the servants in the palace to go out.

"Why, you old man, what else is important?"

The official asked casually, his eyes still did not leave the manuscript in his hand, and he was reading the policy theory test paper of the Meng Communist Party.

"Reporting to the official family, just now the 'Huangcheng Secretary' handed over a statement, the old slave asked for an order, and wanted to go there in person."

With that said, the old eunuch passed the confession in his hand up to the official.

The official took it, leaned against the light, and watched it carefully.

"This Xiaoqi, do you say he likes to toss around? Or is he really one of my lucky generals? Can he make such a big noise after eating a meal?"

"You just go there yourself. Since you want to make a move, you have to be a little neat. Don't be so anticlimactic. It's just a joke."

"Also, try not to involve Xiaoqi in this matter. If there is a real need for witnesses, let's just use the Communist Party of Meng. I think he is a good talent."

After finishing speaking, he returned the confession to the old eunuch and continued to read his arguments.

The old eunuch took the confession, turned around and left in a hurry.

Although the banquet at "Kirin House" was full of excitement, everyone restrained themselves, and no one really got drunk.

When they arrived at Dinggengtian, all the people took their leave one after another and went back to their places. They agreed to meet again in the barracks three days later.

"Uncle Master, do you think you can bring down this Moze this time?"

The remnant seats had already been removed, and the tea was re-served. Only Guo Mo and Lu Guanying were left, and the entire third floor was empty.

"That depends on what that lovely Mr. Mo Lai can confess, and what the 'Imperial City Secretary' can find in Mo Ze's mansion."

Tonight is destined to be a restless night.

In Lin'an City, all the restaurants, large and small, were talking about it. Today, the Dabi in front of the "Wufenglou" was talking about the top ten "Students of the Son of Heaven".