"Boy, tell us what's going on!"
"Why did you get involved with those gangsters?"
Lan Yu was a gangster before joining the army, and he was naturally aware of the activities of gangsters.
These people, to put it bluntly, are just scum and scum. Lan Yu doesn't want Fang Jingzhi to hang out with these people.
What's more, it's still something like a fight.
"It's a long story!" Fang Jingzhi sighed.
"Then let's make a long story short."
Looking at Lan Yu with a serious face, Fang Jingzhi could only tell the story again exactly as it was.
Of course, I didn’t forget to beautify my image.
For example, a young man who works hard, a tough man who fights against the Eighteen Arhats alone, etc...
"So, you are now the leader of the Qinhuai River gangsters?"
Lan Yu looked surprised and looked at the young man in front of her in disbelief.
As powerful as he was, he was just the leader of a small group of ruffians back then, but his eldest nephew, whom he had just met today, turned out to be so terrifying.
As we all know, there are several prosperous areas in the Ming Dynasty, Xuanwu Lake, Confucius Temple, Qinhuai River...
To be able to occupy a place in the Qinhuai River, my nephew should not be underestimated!
"No, it's not me, it's them!" Fang Jingzhi expressed firm opposition.
This young master is as pure as jade, how could he be confused with that group of human scum.
The corners of Lan Yu's mouth twitched, obviously not agreeing with this.
I even feel a little comforted in my heart. This eldest nephew is also a good material for the military!
He was just a little boss back then, but now he is a handsome man.
That eldest nephew, this rogue leader, isn't it...
Although she didn't want Fang Jingzhi to hang out with these scoundrels, seeing the fact, Lan Yu stopped saying anything and just assumed that this kid had no choice but to do so.
"Since you have subdued them, forget it, but you still need to tell them to behave themselves and not to show off, otherwise it will not be a good idea to attract the attention of the government!"
As someone who has experienced this, Lan Yu loyally gave her own advice.
After all, scoundrels are still a group of people that the imperial court hates. If one day they are impeached by a censor and brought before the superiors, this will also be a big trouble.
"It's okay. Everyone needs to act according to the rules. I believe that not only will they not harm the government, I'm afraid the court will also thank them for their existence." Fang Jingzhi immediately retorted.
In this world, there is no such thing as black and white.
Even if the laws of later generations are so "strict", aren't those scoundrels still getting along like a duck in water?
I don’t believe that in the feudal Ming Dynasty, there was no soil for community life.
Fang Jingzhi's answer was somewhat beyond Lan Yu's expectation. At first, they wanted to avoid the government, so they asked in confusion: "Why is this?"
The reason for this is because I have watched countless gangster movies.
Fang Jingzhi was too lazy to explain to Lan Yu what a club was. He raised the wine jar and poured Lan Yu a glass of wine. He changed the subject and said, "Come on, uncle, let's try this beautiful wine of mine!"
Lan Yu's attention seemed to be attracted by the drink in front of him, but what dissatisfied him was the cup.
"Is this for drinking?"
Lan Yu curled her lips disdainfully and frowned at the cup in front of her.
Fang Jingzhi liked to have a drink, so she naturally took out the cup she used to drink.
You know, in General Lan's eyes, only women can drink from wine cups.
"This is not the cup that gentlemen use to drink. Give us a big bowl. We can eat large pieces of meat. Drinking from a big bowl is a pleasure. Back then, when we were in the army, uh... at home, we would drink from jars with them. …”
"Change to a bigger one, that's fine!"
Fang Jingzhi nodded to Lan Yu with some admiration, silently gave a thumbs up in her heart, got up and went to the kitchen to get a big bowl.
Although there is distilled liquor now, the alcohol content is obviously not up to the standards of later generations, and the highest is only thirty or forty degrees.
But Fang Jingzhi distilled Bamboo Leaf Green three times, and the degree was probably about the same as that of Lao Baigan, a high-grade distiller in later generations.
This bowl can probably pour more than a kilogram of wine. Fang Jingzhi admires Lan Yu from the bottom of his heart for being able to drink like this.
"That's pretty much it!"
Seeing the big sea bowl, Lan Yu nodded with satisfaction.
When men drink, they just want to have a good time.
"We have never had a good drink with good wine. It's rare that you and my uncle and nephew can sit down and drink together today, so we should drink more openly!"
"Uncle, you'd better take it easy. This is not just ordinary fruit wine and rice wine. If you get drunk..."
Fang Jingzhi still felt that he should give a friendly reminder. After all, the nobles of the Ming Dynasty did not like high-quality liquor. They drank mostly fruit wine and rice wine, and the alcohol content was not comparable at all. What if Uncle Liujiu really got drunk in his place? , it’s also troublesome to serve him. Young Master Fang’s ability to serve others is not suitable for men.
"Haha, my eldest nephew looks down on your Uncle Lan, right? I don't dare to say anything else. You won't get drunk after a thousand cups. That's how you describe your uncle..."
Lan Yu glanced at the wine jar and felt happy. Twenty more wines from such a small jar would not be able to knock down the prince.
All right!
Since you insist on seeking death, I can't stop you.
There wasn't much wine in the wine jar. It was only a few dozen kilograms brewed at first. Fang Jingzhi drank a lot back and forth, but now there wasn't much left, so he was only willing to take out five kilograms.
He picked up the wine jar, held it with one hand and poured it into the big bowl.
The clear wine flows out, and the aroma of the wine overflows.
"We thought it was some kind of awesome drink, but it was just soju. We drank it in the palace... and we drank it at home. Even if we don't get drunk after a thousand cups, there is still no problem if we drink ten or eight catties. But drinking After drinking, you can tell us about the problem with the scoundrels you just mentioned!"
Lan Yu still hadn't forgotten this incident. He just remembered that the prince seemed to be troubled by this problem.
Although I don't have much hope that Fang Jingzhi can solve it, what if this kid's words can bring some inspiration to the prince?
"Come on, have a taste. As long as you're awake for a while, I don't mind telling you!"
Fang Jingzhi pushed the wine bowl in front of Lan Yu and made a gesture of invitation.
Just now, she couldn't smell anything across the hot pot, but now that she was pushing it in front of her and smelling the aroma of the wine, Lan Yu knew that she might have been careless.
The wine looked clear from a distance. Compared with other distilled wines, it felt a little clearer. But when I picked it up, I realized that it was clear and green in the middle, and the aroma of the wine was fragrant.
"What a drink!"
Lan Yu couldn't help but admire, as a man in the army, he naturally likes wine. There are thousands of fine wines in the world, but in terms of aroma, none can compare to this wine.
"I stole the wine from Dusk, and even held the oiran's hand. Come on, let's do it!"
Fang Jingzhi picked up the small wine glass in front of her and raised her hand to signal.
"You boy, this poem is really exciting. If there is more to come, tell me... Come on, it's a man, let's do it!"
Lan Yu proudly picked up the big bowl in front of her and gestured towards Fang Jingzhi.
Say it.
He picked up the wine bowl and drank it down boldly and domineeringly.
Well!
After taking a sip of old wine, Lan Yu's old face twisted into a purple color.
Careless, careless!
Lan Yu felt extremely uncomfortable and wanted to spit it out, but was reluctant to do so.
The feeling of swallowing a knife made him very intoxicated.
What's more, the younger generation is still looking at me, how can I be scared!
General Lan is also a face-saving person.
Fang Jingzhi looked at Lan Yu's uncomfortable look and picked up the small wine cup in front of him with a contented expression.
"I did it, you can do whatever you want!"
After that, drink it all in one gulp.
Haha, for small cups that cost less than one tael, I want to make ten!
Lan Yu:......
Lan Yu finally understood. This boy was really his good brother's son. He was unmistakable, mean and bad, and made people love him so much.
As soon as the eyes are closed, the heart is stunned.
We cannot afford to lose this person.
Gudong, gudong, a large bowl of high-strength wine was poured into it.
