If anyone can sit at the same table and drink with the emperor, it will definitely be a matter of honor for the ancestors, and a page of the family tree must be opened from his side.
Han You didn't think so. After changing the food and drinks and pouring a few glasses of wine into his stomach, Boss Zhou seemed to be a different person. He spoke obscenely and cursed every word, and his quality was extremely different.
It was also at this time that Young Master Han discovered that Boss Zhou was really not a good drinker.
The brewing level of the Great Zhou Dynasty was very poor, and the alcohol content was not high. Even so, Boss Zhou was still a little drunk.
None of the Ma brothers had been eliminated, and Zhou Tianfeng appeared who could even threaten the throne. Boss Zhou actually didn't mention it at all, talking all about girls and battle formations.
It was like that when I was in the army.
How was the state and city where I was stationed back then?
When I was in the army, I defeated many generals.
How many bandits were killed and how many foreign enemies were defeated.
In Zhoucheng, I visited several brothels, hooked up with many young wives, and beat up many young wives' husbands.
It all happened back then, and Han You was fascinated by how heroic the army was, fighting bloody battles with long swords in hand.
Wang Hai suppressed a yawn, feeling a little bored.
He found that the emperor was just like that. He had done what the emperor had done before.
Wang Hai couldn't figure it out. They had all done the same thing. Why was this birdman the emperor and I was just a servant?
After thinking for a long time, Wang Hai realized that he didn’t study!
Boss Zhou's conversation became more and more interesting, chatting about the military, women, and the customs and customs of various places, but he did not talk about the fact that he had accomplished so many military exploits but most of them were falsely claimed by others.
Just talk about how powerful and free he is, not how many grievances he has suffered and how much pain he has suffered.
Han You listened with a smile on his face.
He knew that the emperor in front of him had not been drunk for a long time and had not spoken freely for a long time.
Boss Zhou is still talking, talking about the glory of the past instead of the pain.
The emperor had indeed drunk too much. He looked at Han You with distracted eyes and said with a big tongue: "Brother, do you think I...back then...ever thought about rebelling and becoming the emperor?"
Han You's smile was a little stiff and he looked at the old eunuch behind the emperor.
Wen Wu shook his head slightly and said there was no need to worry, just speak freely.
Han You chose not to say anything. It was best not to answer this kind of question.
"Originally, I didn't want to." The emperor took the initiative to give the answer: "But if you don't become the emperor... if you don't become the emperor, how... how can you change this fucking world..."
The emperor bared his teeth and smiled: "You know, brother, what am I...the best at? That is...tolerance. If I can't bear it, it will mess up his mother's big plan. I can...can tolerate it. I can endure it and protect it at the same time." I'm... protecting you, so... you... you don't have to bear it, I... I can't stand things that I can't bear to see, people, you... you have to let go and do... fuck him!"
With a "plop", Boss Zhou's big face was pressed against the table, drooling and snoring.
There was no look of surprise on Wen Wu's face. He bent down, stretched out his hand, pulled, lifted, and thrust his buttocks. The emperor was directly carried on the old eunuch's back.
Han You took a breath. He really didn't expect this old eunuch to be so energetic, playing with the emperor like a chicken.
"Your Majesty is tired and wants to go back to the palace to rest."
Han You quickly asked: "What about the Ma family? Can I still deal with them?"
"Act according to the plan, act according to convenience."
"Eunuch Wen, don't be angry. It's just that. Are you good at what you say? Why don't I go to the palace tomorrow and ask for your Majesty's permission?"
"Then why do you ask our family?" Wen Wu laughed dumbly: "Master Han, do it yourself."
"What about Zhou Tianfeng? Didn't Ma Rulong ask His Majesty to focus on Zhou Tianfeng? If he messes with the Ma family, will it..."
Wen and Wu interrupted: "The remnants of the previous dynasty are far away in the south, but the Ma family is in the capital. Master Han just concentrates on running errands. His Majesty also mentioned this matter when he came here. Our family has already said that we should act according to the plan and act expediently. "
"Oh, I understand, then I will continue to torment the Ma family. Eunuch Wen, please go slowly."
Wen Wu nodded towards Han You, and carried the emperor down the steps like a dead dog, as if walking on flat ground, without blushing or out of breath.
Looking out the window, a large group of guards were guarding the carriage. After the emperor was roughly thrown in by the old eunuch, Wenwu drove the car himself, and hundreds of people drove away.
Han You sat back on the stool with a thoughtful look on his face.
Wang Hai didn't say anything, sat down and started eating and drinking.
Han You didn't take a few bites of the dishes, so he wasn't too hungry.
After Wang Hai swallowed all the dishes on the table like a storm, Han You shouted, and the chubby shopkeeper ran up, his legs still shaking like noodles.
Let’s start with Ma Rulong. As soon as he signed up on the second floor, everyone ran away, and the shopkeeper was frightened.
Han Shaoyin, the king of hell, came again to collect money, and the shopkeeper didn't want to do it anymore.
He was already shivering, but the emperor had also arrived. The shopkeeper was afraid that if something went wrong, the whole family would have to queue up to ask Po Meng for some soup. Before serving the food, he had to test the poison in advance. Seeing that his brother-in-law, who was the cook, had a wary look on his face. color.
"Shao...Shao Yin, you...you have eaten."
Han You saw that there was nothing to pack, so he put his hand into his arms and said, "You don't need to keep it in the Ma family's account. I'll give you the money."
"No, no, no, I don't want money." The shopkeeper shook his head like a rattle: "How dare I charge you money."
"Stop talking nonsense. How much is the total? Just tell us how much it is."
"It's always zero and seventy-five cents." The shopkeeper said cautiously: "Little man, I'd better wipe off a small change for you."
"Okay." Han You nodded, saving himself from looking for a pile of copper coins.
The shopkeeper looked at the account book and said, "I'll erase a small change for you. The total is seventy-five cents."
"Would you like to start from scratch?"
The shopkeeper felt sweat on his forehead: "Then...if I apply it again, I'll charge you...five cents?"
Han You was completely convinced, threw down a banknote, and left with Wang Hai.
The shopkeeper and the waiter walked to the door until Han You disappeared into the night, then he breathed a sigh of relief.
The waiter's face was full of admiration: "Shopkeeper, you are still capable of taking good care of Young Master Han who is like the King of Hell. I heard that Han Shaoyin is known as a big playboy."
"Dandy, haha." The shopkeeper said with a look of disdain on his face: "How can he be considered a dandy if he pays for a meal? Damn it."
Guy: "..."
It was past midnight. Han You and Wang Hai were walking under the night. The patrol soldiers were holding torches. After seeing the two of them, they started to run. After running past, they could clearly see what the other party was wearing. They were either flying with their feet or holding a torch. escort.
When they saw it was Shaoyin, the soldiers held up torches to light up the road.
In fact, the military soldiers were originally under the jurisdiction of the Jingzhong Jingwei Military Corps, but they were not counted as military troops. They had to go to Jingzhao Mansion every day to order their weapons. Over time, they were considered to be under the jurisdiction of Jingzhao Mansion.
In the past, these leading soldiers dared to say a few words to Han You, but now they didn't dare to look at him.
They were all well-informed people. The emperor came, the emperor left, and then Han You appeared. All fools understood what was going on. The emperor was bored in the palace and came out to drink with Shao Yin.
Wang Hai was like an old man, cursing and cursing.
"Hold the torch higher. If you don't study hard, you will become your mother's soldier. You will be a worthless bitch for the rest of your life. Hold it higher."
Han You took a deep look at Uncle Hai. He really didn't understand, but he just read a few words and still didn't understand what they meant. How could he have the confidence to curse like this?
The starlight did not illuminate Han You's way forward, but the torches illuminated the broken dirt road. Twelve street patrol soldiers held high torches and sent Han You back to the Han Mansion.
Dad was squatting at the door, and Zhongsun Wushuang was standing next to the stone lion. When they saw Han You, they both smiled.
"father."
Han You came to his father and said, "Can we not leave Beijing and go to the south? My son wants to make a career in Beijing. Can you take the exam..."
"Okay." Dad didn't ask anything, just said a good word, and happily hugged Han You back to the house.
