Lin'an City, Prime Minister Qin's Mansion.
Qin Hui's eyelids twitched fiercely. He had already known about the emperor's leaving the palace incognito.
According to common sense, Zhao Gou's departure from the palace is not a big deal.
It's just that for more than a day, the emperor has been too abnormal, making him a little unsure of his pulse.
It wasn't until Master Tan Hui, whom Qin Liu invited from Lingyin Temple, arrived that Prime Minister Qin felt a little more at ease.
But he saw that Qin Liu had scars on his face, his front teeth were gone, and there was a black hole in front of his mouth when he spoke, so ugly.
Then I thought about who in Lin'an City would dare to touch the people in Prime Minister Qin's Mansion?
Could it be that it was just a coincidence that we met the Zhao Guan family who was in disguise?
So he asked Qin Liudao: "I asked you to pick up the master, but why are you like this?"
"In reply to the prime minister, I just met a scoundrel who wanted to kill someone on the way here, and I had some trouble with him."
"What a scoundrel! Please speak more clearly!"
It was rare for Qin Liu to see his master in such an emergency, so he told everything about what happened at the city gate.
Qin Hui felt relieved when he heard that he was alone and that he had touched Qin Liu personally.
With Zhao Laojiu's body full of fear of death, he definitely did not dare to fight. Besides, if Qin Liu had bumped into him, he would have been hacked to death by the pro-junsi people.
"Well," Qin Hui nodded, and then asked, as if he remembered something, "Where is eldest brother?"
Qin Liuzhen smiled and said: "I met you on the way here. I should be on a boat in the West Lake at this time."
"Humph! He is happy every day!"
After saying that, he told Qin Liu: "Go and tell him that he will not cause trouble tonight and come back early."
Qin Liu originally planned to go back and teach Liu Bang a lesson, but this trip happened to be on his way, so he happily agreed.
After the others left, Qin Hui took Tan Hui into the house and told him what he wanted to entrust.
…
Nasi Beilou was originally the name of the largest restaurant in Lin'an City.
Just seeing that the business in West Lake was booming, I bought a boat from a Mingzhou businessman in the past two years and renovated it and added a lot of construction.
The original cabin of the ship only had one floor, but the owner of Sibei Building added two more floors. This gave the ship a name in the West Lake.
Liu Bang and the others were on the first floor. At this time, they had already finished their wine tour. Lao Wangtou and Ji Wu started to touch the prostitutes around them. Liu Bang didn't have any great taste, and he was afraid that Dao Ji was still young. Seeing that it was not good for his mind, he gave the young monk a few glasses of wine and made him drunk.
Out of boredom, he struck up a conversation with the girl next to him.
"Your accent doesn't sound like someone like this."
The woman covered her mouth with a fan and said with a smile: "Is this what the official is here to ask me about? You are really generous."
Liu Bang didn't think anything of it: "Then ask about other things, you don't know."
"Oh?" The woman leaned towards Liu Bang, leaned on his shoulder and said, "You might as well ask, maybe the Nu family will know."
"Do you think the Song Dynasty is poor?"
I don't know how many officials and scholars there are in Lin'an Mansion, and I don't know how many of them like prostitutes. And most of these people like to talk about important matters of family and country after drinking.
But in the end, it still comes down to the tasks of men and women.
Now, as soon as this person asked this question, she naturally regarded him as one of this category.
"We are not poor, it is the common people who are poor. Our Song Dynasty is very rich!"
After saying that, without waiting for Liu Bang to ask again, she continued: "You must still want to ask me, is it because our army and horses are weak?"
There are some who ask and answer their own questions, but it is really rare for those who take advantage of their own words to speak.
"Then you say, are you weak?"
"If you say they are weak, Marshal Han and Marshal Yue can always win battles, but if you say they are not weak, you see, I still can't go back to offer incense to my parents."
"You will ask next, if this is the case, then why don't we fight back?"
Liu Bang was very calm: "Why?"
"Hahaha - you really have the right words to ask! How can a member of the slave family know anything about family and country? They are just joking. Officials should not take it seriously."
"Look, what you all know should be known to everyone in the world, but you are not willing to say it... or you dare not say it."
"Then the slave family is about to ask, but why?"
"Because the emperor can't."
Looking at the dazed Daoji, Liu Bang handed a chicken leg into his hand. The little monk held it, smelled it, and started to eat it seriously.
But the room in this box was a little cold because of his words.
The few people who had been listening were stunned. Old Wang smiled and explained to the person in his arms: "This husband is not very smart, so he just thought he was drunk, drunk."
The person sitting on Ji Wu's lap was a little dissatisfied and said: "Even if you are drunk, you shouldn't say it randomly! If word spreads, how many people on this ship can be favored?"
Even the woman next to Liu Bang was surprised when she heard this, with an embarrassed smile on her face.
"Officer, you have drunk too much."
"Not really."
As he spoke, Liu Bang swallowed another glass, and his hand gently slid across the woman's waist: "I had a friend before, who must be a fellow villager with you. He is from Yingchuan."
"Speaking of Yingchuan, it shouldn't be far from Bianjing, right?"
"Don't look at me like this. I think you should still have a chance to go back and offer incense to your parents."
The woman wanted to say something else, but she heard a loud crash outside, as if something fell.
Then, footsteps, yelling, and quarreling came in all at once.
"What's going on?"
The man in Lao Wangtou's arms sat up, and everyone kept looking towards the door, only to see Liu Bang being the first to open the door and walk out.
Not just him, people came out of all the boxes on the first floor...or in other words, all the boxes in the entire Sibei Building.
Ji Wu and Lao Wang came to his side, and a table actually fell down in the hall!
Fortunately, no one was hit. When I looked up, I saw that someone was arguing on the third floor.
There were about a dozen people in the group on the left, and people kept coming upstairs to join their camp, and soon more than twenty people gathered.
The one on the right is much uglier. There are only two people. Except for the younger one in the lead, the one behind him is obviously much weaker. If there is a fight, I am afraid this person will suffer a big loss.
When Lao Wangtou and Ji Wu met, they looked at each other and whispered: "We've got a good show to watch!"
"Do you know each other?"
"That one," Old Wangtou said in a low voice, "that one is Prime Minister Qin's son!"
"Oh? This is Qin Hui's son. Why doesn't it seem like him?"
Lao Wangtou quickly pulled down his sleeve: "Don't talk nonsense!"
Then he added: "It is true that he is not the prime minister's biological son. He was adopted from the prime minister's wife's brother."
"Well," Liu Bang nodded, "Who is this?"
But neither Ji Wu nor Lao Wangtou recognized the single-handed brother.
However, the two of them were also wondering why there were so many people who were desperate for their lives today. First they offended Mr. Qin Liu, but now, even the young husband dared to offend him.
Fortunately, they didn't wonder for long.
Because of Qin Hui's son, Qin Xi pointed at the man and cursed:
"Yue Yun, you little bastard! You returned to Lin'an but didn't report to the Privy Council! You just want to rebel!"
As soon as the name Yue Yun came out, all the spectators in Sibei Tower looked shocked.
Only Liu Bang was still asking: "Who is he?"
