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Chapter 41 Revenge on Zhang Laosan(1/2)

Thirty nights.

The lights in the Zuo General's Mansion were brightly lit, especially in the lobby, which was even brighter. The Zuo General, Liu Bei, the governor of Yuzhou, and the Uncle Liu were wearing a red robe, which was very rare, but wearing a red robe was indeed very happy.

Below were more than a dozen gangs and generals in the army.

Everyone has watched the singing and dancing, and they have fun drinking.

The atmosphere was very happy.

It’s because of Guan Ping that selling wine is indeed effective and feasible, and the population is slowly increasing. The population of 200,000 to 300,000 and 20,000 elite soldiers are definitely not Yunzhong Loft, but are meaningful.

Of course, Liu Bei was unconditionally happy, and the civil and military officials were mostly like this. After all, even those who could follow Liu Bei were loyal to the idleness.

There is nothing more happy than Liu Bei's powerful growth.

The generals were drinking, and they drank too much as they drank. This was the credit of Zhang Laosan and Zhang Mengwu. This guy has a good alcohol content, one is worth three.

Chen Dao didn't drink much because Chen Dao was responsible for protecting Liu Bei's safety. Although they were all loyal ministers present, what should they do if there was an accident and the generals were drunk and no one could deal with it?

So Chen didn't drink much.

Zhang Fei fucked Wei Yan and Guan Yu, but Zhao Yun was soft on the outside but strong on the inside. He didn't plan to get drunk, so he refused. Zhang Laosan had no choice, so he went to the civil servants to drink.

Guan Yu and Wei Yan are of the same type. They do not respect the literati and officials, but they are in mercy. They do not deal with civil servants and are very good at ranks under their command.

Zhang Laosan and Zhang Mengwu were the opposite. He whipped soldiers day and night, and beat people when he got drunk, but he respected civil servants very much.

Therefore, Zhang San was very proud and popular among civil officials. So Zhang Laosan put down Jian Yong and Sanwu Gangs again.

At this point, Zhang Laosan couldn't hold on anymore.

"Huhuhuhuhu." Not long after returning to the seat, he lay on the table and started to fall asleep. His snoring sound was as loud as the pig hum, very loud.

Liu Bei had no choice but to take the cute thing, and Guan Yu, Wei Yan, Jian Yong and others were also drunk, so they asked Chen Dao to call in some personal soldiers and sent the guys back to his mansion.

This year on New Year's Eve, these guys should go home and go to bed.

Afterwards, Liu Bei had a drink with the rest of the people, and finally he fell down. The banquet ended in a hurry.

But it was said that Zhang Laosan was very heavy and could not bear it. Although the Zuo General's Mansion was very close to the Zhang family's mansion, Liu Bei's personal soldiers still prepared a flatbed cart and sent Zhang Fei back.

When the Zhang family got the news, Xiahou brought Zhang Bao and several Zhang Fei's personal soldiers to pick up Zhang Fei. Xiahou first asked Zhang Bao and his personal soldiers to carry Zhang Fei down, but he politely thanked Liu Bei's personal soldiers who brought Zhang Fei back, and then he turned back.

Drunk is a tradition of the Zhang family. Zhang Fei and his son are often drunk. It’s just that the father and son taste different wine. Zhang Fei beat someone after being drunk, but Zhang Bao just slept after being drunk.

Xiahou and Zhang Fei have a good relationship. Zhang Fei was a cute person when he was sober. In addition to fighting soldiers, he got along well with the civil and military officials under Liu Bei and had a very good relationship with him.

I also love my wife and am very obedient in front of Xiahou.

But once Zhang Fei was drunk, but almost beat Xiahou. Since then, Zhang Fei told Xiahou that I was drunk and should not take care of me and leave me to my personal soldiers.

So after Zhang Fei came back drunk, he handed it over to his personal soldiers to manage. Xiahou himself went to bed in a shower and had an accident after less than half an hour of sleeping.

"Madam, Madam. The general hit someone, the general hit someone. The general knocked off Chen He's front teeth and even sold his hands. The others went to save the person, but they were also punched hard, and some of them had broken a few ribs."

A maid woke Xiahou in panic. Xiahou was already confused and woke up immediately when she heard this.

"This dead ghost." Xiahou cursed, hurriedly picked up his clothes and put them on, and came outside Zhang Fei's house tonight.

The yard was brightly lit, and a large group of personal soldiers surrounded Zhang Fei with a sad face. They didn't see the personal soldiers with broken ribs or broken front teeth. They probably had been carried down to rest.

A large group of personal soldiers also had blue noses and swollen faces. In contrast, Zhang Fei was proud and proud. His cheeks were red and he vomited a few sips of alcohol from time to time.

"I am Zhang Yide, who will fight to the death with me?"

Zhang Fei roared with anger, with a strong aura, but he bent down from time to time and vomited a sip of alcohol. He was as cute as a drunk brown bear.

But the personal soldiers didn't think it was cute. The beaten colleagues would end up. If they rushed up at this time, they might be beaten to death.

Xiahou looked at the cute creature, sighed, and said, "Get the fishing net, tie him up."

"No." Seeing the mistress's order, some personal soldiers immediately responded to the promise, took the fishing net, and wanted to raise Zhang San for the net. When the fishing net fell, the personal soldiers rushed forward and were about to knock Zhang San down.

But Zhang San was drunk and had an amazing strength today. Even though he was trapped by the fishing net, he still knocked his personal soldiers out, and two more personal soldiers were broken.

The other personal soldiers did not dare to go up again and looked at Xiahou in distress.

Xiahou's face turned pale and instructed a personal soldier to say, "Go, please ask General Guan to subdue him."

"No." The personal soldier agreed and went immediately. Soon after, Guan Ping rushed over.

"Aunt." Guan Ping first glanced at the crazy Zhang Laosan curiously, and then respectfully saluted the Xiahou family.

"Why are you Ping'er? Where is your father?" Xiahou was a little surprised.

"My father is drunk." Guan Ping answered honestly.

"Come, go and invite Zilong." Xiahou stroked his forehead with his hand, smiled bitterly, and then said to the personal soldier.

"No." The personal soldier agreed again, and soon after, Zhao Yun rushed over. Zhang Laosan advised him to drink, but Zhao Yun refused, so he was a little bit over, his face turned red, and he was very sober.

"Yide, bastard." Zhao Yun couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw Zhang Fei making such a fool of himself, and then pounced on him and pressed Zhang Fei down. Of course, the process was not easy. Zhao Yun also got a drunk punch, but Zhao Yun was a gentleman, and he did not take revenge on black feet. He just asked his personal soldiers to tie Zhang Fei up and still went to the bed.

"I tied up the bed together, so that he would not have to struggle in the middle of the night." Xiahou was very angry and ordered his personal soldiers to say.

"No." The soldiers responded happily and tied up Zhang Feiyou and the others with the bed. Now they were at ease.

On the other hand, Xiahou thanked Zhao Yun again, and Zhao Yun naturally refused to let it go. After that, Zhao Yun patted his butt and left. Anyway, Zhang Yide had gone crazy after drinking, and he got used to it.

Guan Ping's eyes rolled and told Xiahou that he would sleep with Zhang Bao at night. Although Xiahou was a little strange, you came to my house and my son to sleep with him on New Year's Eve. What does this mean?

But he just thought that the brothers had a good relationship, so he agreed casually. Soon after, Xiahou went to bed again. Guan Ping and Zhang Bao went to Zhang Bao's bedroom together.

Zhang Fei was drunk just now, and Zhang Bao was there, but he didn't come forward. Although Zhang Bao was honest, he was not stupid. If he was beaten to death by his father like that, it would be too unworthy.

Zhang Bao had no doubts about Guan Ping's purpose, but asked the maid to send another quilt and said, "If you snatch the quilt to sleep at night, I will freeze to death. Each of us will have a quilt."

These two guys used to sleep together, but Guan Ping robbed the quilt, and once Zhang Bao almost froze to death.

Guan Ping didn't say anything at first, and after the maid brought the quilt in and walked out, Guan Ping hooked up with Zhang Bao's neck, shoulder to shoulder, good friend.

"Brother thinks, Mr. Zhang, you're wrong. How about uncle being drunk?" Guan Ping asked intimately.

"Not really, it's a problem." Zhang Bao said bluntly.

"What's the trouble?" Guan Ping asked knowingly.

"I often hit people. Tonight, several people broke bones. I used to beat people for life and had lifelong disability. I also used whip to whip people, and whip could cause internal injuries, and some people were also disabled." Zhang Bao was indeed honest and was very dissatisfied when talking about his father being drunk.

"If you were a personal soldier who was beaten and disabled again, what would you think?" Guan Ping said down the trap.

"Kill him." Zhang Bao blurted out, then covered his mouth with both hands, a little nervous.

My son said he wanted to kill me, but it was struck by lightning.

Guan Ping wanted to say this, so he continued to intimidate: "Brother said that personal soldiers are also human beings, and everyone has a temper. If my uncle goes on like this, I'm afraid." Speaking of this, Guan Ping shook his head worriedly and sighed.

Zhang Bao was extremely frightened when he thought carefully and could not sit still.

No one had ever thought of this problem before. That was Zhang Fei, the enemy of thousands of people. Was he killed after drinking?

Zhang Laosan is usually very good and has a good popularity. He is a good husband, a good father, a good brother, and a good uncle. Zhang Bao doesn't want his father to die like this.

"Guan Ping, what should you do? How can I keep my father and uncle from getting drunk?" Zhang Bao thought for a while and had no choice but to think of this brother's many ideas, so he was directly asked.

"I have a plan to prevent my uncle and your father from getting drunk anymore, but I'm afraid my brother won't dare to use the plan." Guan Ping sighed and said.

Provocation method.

Zhang Baohan immediately fell fooled and said, "I asked my father to quit drinking, it's not a bad thing. Why don't I dare to use tricks?"

Guan Ping then smiled badly, making Zhang Bao come over and whisper in a low voice. When Zhang Bao heard this, his face turned pale. His face turned black, as if Xiao Zhang Fei could make his face turn pale, which shows that Guan Ping's plan was vicious.

Guan Ping was filled with joy. Zhang Laosan asked you to slap me in the butt. I want to give you a deep impression. It is not only to take revenge, but also to let you not seek death again.

Hehehehehehe.

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In a dark room, an oil lamp suddenly lit, and the fire of the oil lamp appeared and illuminated the room, and added a gloomy feeling to the room.

Zhang Fei was lying on the bed, tied up in all directions. First, his upper body was tied up with his hands, and then his body was tied tightly with the bed.

Not to mention Zhang Fei, even if an elephant comes, it will be difficult to break free.

Zhang Mengwu slept soundly, snoring, very sweet and refreshing. Suddenly, two figures walked out of the darkness, and under the faint light, it was dark.

One of them was holding a basin, which contained water. There was no need to say that it was cold on New Year's Eve night, the water must be so cold.

One person was holding a knife, which was very sharp and shining with a faint light under the light.

"Puchi!" The man holding the wooden basin poured the water in the basin on Zhang Fei. Zhang Fei immediately woke up and looked confused.

"It's raining?" Zhang Fei blinked, not yet figuring out the situation.

"It's not raining, it's me who poured you cold water." The person who poured the water put down the basin, sat next to Zhang Fei, and patted Zhang Fei's cheek with the back of his hand, and was quite vigorous.

"The Throne? Li Mine?" Zhang Fei woke up in shock, saw the two of them clearly, and then moved quietly, but he was sweating all over and couldn't move. He turned his head and looked at it, and then he found that he was tied to the bed.

"Come on!!!" Zhang Fei wanted to call someone, but Li Mong, who was holding a dagger next to him, was quick-eyed and stuffed something into Zhang Fei's mouth.

Zhang Fei was disgusted and wanted to vomit, but it turned out to be smelly socks.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!" Zhang Mengwu was really cute this time, staring at her eyes and making a whimpering sound.
To be continued...
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