So I play chess

Chapter 12 Invite Mr. Yang to Dinner
The rain in Tongcheng shows no signs of stopping.

From the backyard of the Yang Mansion to the main hall, Liangzhou soldiers were everywhere along the way.

Mrs. Gu and Mrs. Liu followed behind Zhixia, thinking about each other without making a sound.

Wen Gu specially asked Wen Liang to push all the guards in the Yang Mansion to the side of the corridor. The more Mrs. Gu walked over, the more frightened she looked, she shrank her shoulders and didn't dare to lift her head.

Ordinary people, the main hall door is not closed.

However, the main hall of the Yang Mansion is closed at the moment.Inside and outside the gate, the besiegers and the besieged, none of them had a complacent look on their faces, they were all as gloomy as the sky.

"Miss, Mrs. Gu is here."

Yang Wantang raised his head following Zhixia's voice, and met Gu's eyes outside the door.

Seeing each other's appearance, the two were more depressed than the other. They both wanted to find some comfort from each other, but they also gave up this idea at the moment.

Mrs. Gu's heart was broken, and she walked in with an exaggerated smile, and she wanted to come to Wen Gu's place while talking.

"Hey, old lady, I just heard that you are here. My aunt wanted to come to see you right away, but she also thought that you and your uncle had something to talk about, so she didn't dare to come first. Don't blame your aunt."

Zhixia took a step forward to stop Wen Gu, blocking Mrs. Gu.

Gu's hand was stretched out, and she was a little embarrassed at the moment, so she took Zhixia's hand and rubbed it: "I didn't look at it just now, this Liangzhou really raises people, and the maids are so juicy."

Nothing else, Gu's is still good at flattering, clinging and hypocrisy.

In fact, most of Da Chu's high-ranking families today are people like her.Everyone talked blindfolded, and no one believed that anyone was sincere.The matter of face has been done, and I don't ask for anything else.

Gu's face was not flushed and her heart was not beating when she said this, she was completely different from just now.Zhixia had never seen these things in Liangzhou, so she wanted to snort to show her disdain, but she heard Liu who was standing at the door snort before her.She didn't want to be consistent with this Liu Shi, so she could only keep a cold face and keep silent.

Mrs. Gu didn't care, and talked to Wen Gu through Zhixia: "The old son is also well-born, and he hasn't been allowed to marry, right? My aunt told you, in today's world, it is impossible for my daughter to have no one to rely on. In Tongcheng There is no one in the good family who does not recognize your aunt's face. You settle down, and your aunt will help you choose slowly."

There was still a smile on the corner of Wen Gu's mouth: "How can I be helpless, I still have a younger brother."

With Wen Gu's indifferent words, the breathing of everyone in the room became stagnant.Several people in the Yang family who were present participated in the poisonous killing of Wen Xin.The other participant is currently being interrogated by Wen Liang, and he doesn't know if there is a chance for him to catch his breath.

Mrs. Gu was sweating, and her voice was a little lower: "Yes, what Auntie means is that my younger brother is not as reliable as a husband, it is better to get married."

Wen Gu looked directly at Mrs. Gu: "My younger brother is my only relative, and he is the most reliable."

There was no trace of sullenness on Wen Gu's expression, but the meaning in his words made people feel uneasy. Madam Gu didn't even claim to be sitting there, nor standing there, just doing it in a daze.

Wen Gu's eyes shifted to Yang Wantang: "It's going to be cold."

Mrs. Gu was startled: "What's cold?"

Zhixia laughed, and stretched out her hand to help Gu Shi, she was startled as soon as the hand touched her, Zhixia patted the back of her hand as if comforting, and helped her to sit next to Yang Wantang.

"Miss said that the wontons are getting cold, so I specially prepared them for Master Yang and Madam Yang, so don't disappoint my eldest lady."

"You go and sit too." Wen Gu looked at Liu Shi.

Mrs. Liu had been standing at the door and did not dare to come in. Seeing Wen Gu calling her, she forced a flattering smile on her face, walked over and sat next to Yang Wantang with Mrs. Gu.

There was a bowl of wontons on the table in front of the three of them. The fish soup had already started to condense, and the fresh fragrance gradually revealed a fishy smell.None of the three of them dared to move, they just stared blankly.

At this time Zhou Tong walked in carelessly. He was already tall and tall, and he was wearing heavy armor. In order to show his figure, he always raised his arms slightly when he walked, and hung a bright silver hammer on his waist. The moving iron tower was inexplicably funny, but Master Yang couldn't laugh.

He couldn't help staring at Zhou Tong, for fear that this man would suddenly violently attack him and kill him on the spot.

The hostility of the killer followed Zhou Tong into the room.The bloodstains on the Xuanjia on his body were still fresh, and the rain outside kept dripping.The people in the army don't know how to pity things, so they just step on the carpet that Master Yang loves, one step at a time, bloody footprints.When the wind blows, the whole room is filled with a faint smell of blood.Yang Wantang's heart also trembled.

Zhou Tong was afraid that the smell of blood would disturb the eldest lady, so he stood a few steps away in front of Wen Gu and saluted.

"Miss, why don't they eat?"

Wen Gu looked at the three people at the table, and said softly, "Master Yang, please."

"Decree!" Zhou Tong said, puffed up his chest, cleared his throat, clasped a hammer in his hand, slapped heavily on the breastplate, and said loudly, "Miss invites Master Yang to a feast!"

Yang Wantang was about to say a few words of politeness when the soldiers nearby suddenly patted their breastplates together and said in unison: "Miss invites Master Yang to dinner!"

The sound spread all the way, and the entire Yang Mansion was filled with the chilling sound of iron armor colliding.

"Miss invites Master Yang to dinner!"

"Miss invites Master Yang to dinner!"

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"I eat, I eat."

Yang Wantang saw the strange rules of Liangzhou soldiers once, he picked up the spoon tremblingly, scooped out a wonton, and swallowed it into his mouth two or three times, not daring to chew or swallow, just holding it like that.

Wen Gu looked at Mrs. Gu again, and the other party also looked at Wen Gu, not knowing how to respond.

Zhou Tong understood what the eldest lady meant, and said "hey" to Zhixia next to him: "What's the eldest lady's name?"

Zhou Tong deliberately suppressed his voice, but his voice was already rough, even if it was low, everyone present could hear it clearly.

Zhixia leaned towards him, and said in a low voice, "Gu."

"I asked you what her surname is, what do you call a pigeon?"

Zhi Xia gave him a blank look, moved towards Wen Gu, and ignored him.

Zhou Tong chuckled, slammed down his breastplate, and said loudly: "Miss Gu invites Madam Gu to dinner!"

The soldiers of Manchu responded accordingly.

"Miss invites Mrs. Gu to a feast!"

"Miss invites Mrs. Gu to a feast!"

The sound of mountains falling and tsunami made Yang Wantang's whole body tremble, and he swallowed the wonton whole without paying attention.Mrs. Gu didn't dare to stand still, she scooped up one and swallowed it.Seeing this situation, Mrs. Liu was afraid that she would be called out for a round, so she hurried to eat with her.The three of them glanced at Wen Gu from the corners of their eyes while eating, and Wen Gu looked at it for a while before speaking.

"For this bowl of wontons, the skin is made from surimi, the filling is made from fish meat, and the soup is made from a whole fish. I thought about it all the time before I came up with such an idea. Uncle Shi, do you think it is satisfactory?"

The wontons were already cold, but Yang Wantang was still sweating: "Okay, okay, old son's craftsmanship, good."

Wen Gu shook his head: "I'm Uncle Wen Shi, but I'm still satisfied?"

Yang Wantang couldn't figure out what Wen Gu meant, so he could only respond: "Satisfied...satisfied."

Wen Gu smiled: "I just thought Uncle Shi would like today's bowl of copycats."

(End of this chapter)