The banquet has begun, most of them are important ministers in the court, and when they meet every day, they can't say anything new, and at the moment, the fresh face of Junzi Mo is the new dish in this banquet, and the new products are indispensable to be picky from all walks of life, and even more difficult from all walks of life. But because he had to take care of Zhang Qianling's face, it was not easy to do it, so he had to take the wine and talk. After several laps, Jun Zimo was already dizzy.

A hint of scheming flashed in his eyes, he came suddenly today, Zhang Qianling may not be able to think of him for a while, but if the time is long, he will definitely be vigilant, it is better to take advantage of today.

"Come, nephew Junxian, let's have a drink. can be promoted by Zhang Lao, the future must be limitless, and we will see each other in the court in the future, we are on the same road. "The person who spoke was Cong Shilang of the Ministry of Rites, a small four grades, and he was the lowest grade among these people, and he relied on flattery to gain a foothold among these people on weekdays.

"I have to ...... It depends on ...... Every...... Seniors are. Seeing that there was an opportunity, the gentleman stumbled with a big tongue peculiar to drunkenness. Boldly tilted his head, and another glass of strong wine entered his stomach.

"Late Born...... No...... Be...... Wine power, go first, tell ...... Farewell. The gentleman staggered indifferently, and finally shook in front of Zhang Qianling, who was already staggering and unsteady, and barely finished speaking, but he was paralyzed to the ground by the hand of the attendant.

"Come on, send Jun Gongzi back." Zhang Qian looked at him drunk like mud, frowned and said.

"Mao...... Thatched huts. Jun Zimo stood up from the ground and said inarticulately.

"Send him there." Zhang Qian opened his mouth majestically, and an attendant came up in response, and together with the entourage he brought, he carried him into the backyard.

"You...... You send him over. The guards of Zhang's mansion were still far away from the thatched house, so they pointed in the direction of the thatched house, covered their noses and made a painful appearance. The gentleman was overjoyed, it was exactly the result he wanted, but it didn't take much effort, it was hard luck.

"Let it go...... Let go, I'll go myself. He waved away the hand that his entourage was holding him hard, and quietly gave him a commanding look, and the casual cong pretended to let go of his hand.

Before entering the door of the thatched house, Jun Zimo turned his head to look at the guard of the Zhang Mansion who had not covered his nose, made a look at the guard, and staggered towards the inner courtyard.

"Strange, why haven't you come out yet, you go and see." The guard of Zhang's Mansion poked the gentleman's indifferent entourage and ordered, and the entourage glanced at the guard with displeasure, and then reluctantly walked to the thatched house. Every step was extremely slow, and the smell of the thatched house was unbearable on his face, but he was beating the drum in his heart, "Young Master, when will you come back?" ”

After a few steps, the layout of this courtyard was almost remembered in his mind, and he wanted to go back.

"Ah......h

"Female ...... Women, how to ...... He also came into the man's hut. The gentleman listened to the hurried footsteps, and said inarticulately, with an innocent expression on his face, and his hand had already begun to untie his belt.

The woman was frightened by his actions, but she didn't make a sound, but her body shook like chaff.

"Young Master." The entourage had already come with the guards in the courtyard, and when they saw him so ugly, they hurriedly picked him up.

"What's wrong?" The guard asked the trembling woman, but no one answered for a long time. The gentleman looked indifferently, the woman's face had already turned pale with fright, and the emaciated face was only eleven or twelve years old, and she was full of tears at the moment, but no one cared about her. A trace of pain flashed in my heart, and I remembered that I was also very difficult when I was twelve years old, and I couldn't bear it.

"This woman, into the man's thatched house......" With the bad smell in the man's mind on his face, coupled with his delirious appearance, looking at the copper basin at the woman's feet, the guard also guessed a rough idea.

"Don't help your young master go back, look at what this drink looks like!" The guards of the Zhang Mansion frowned and said, with the superiority of being a guard of the General's Mansion in his eyes, he naturally looked down on the guards of the poor, so he dared to scold.

"Yes, yes, it was a dereliction of duty, and you were frightened, and I will invite my brothers to drink and accompany the crime another day." Junzimo's entourage was not angry, and bent down again and again to apologize. got their orders, and took the gentleman out of the house.

"Jun Gongzi here, please." The carriage was waiting outside the mansion early, and the big red lantern was the two big characters of Zhangfu with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing.

The entourage laboriously helped Junzi Mo into the car, and in a moment the car was already snoring like thunder. The coachman who was driving the car heard this snoring and shook his head senselessly, the general even had to pay attention to whether they were abnormal, and it was worth the general's trouble! I'm afraid that the general is suspicious!

The carriage swayed to the west of the city, and the coachman looked at the dilapidated house in front of him, and it was not worth worrying about the general. Seeing that the attendant had already helped the drunken man out of the car, he ignored the general's instructions to pay more attention to the door for a little more time, and drove the car into the night.

"Yijian, I'm going to Zhang's mansion, you help me take care of the mansion, and if there is a situation, take my father away in time." Jun Zimo heard the sound of the carriage leaving, pushed away the hand of the entourage and stood up, the upright posture and steady voice were all talking about his sobriety. It's just that the show is too real, and some people believe it.

"Young Master, the Zhang Mansion must be on guard tonight, you can't go on an adventure alone." The person who was called a sword looked at the figure of Jun Zimo who had already stepped into the night, and said anxiously.

"If I don't come back tomorrow, tell my father what happened tonight, and if I come back tomorrow, I'll tell my father myself." In the night, the gentleman turned his head indifferently and commanded indifferently.

Yes, it's dangerous, but there can only be this one!

A dark blue coat, swinging in the air, the calmness of his footsteps, made Yijian sigh in his heart. If he had come back to-morrow, he would not have told the old general about his risk. Over the years, he has always suffered these things silently by himself, the young master is really, so pitiful!

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"Are you sure there's nothing unusual about them?" In the study of Zhang's mansion, Zhang Qian's shining eyes flashed with suspicion, and the gentleman always felt familiar.

"Back to the general's words, the old slave did send the two of them all the way back to the king's mansion, and the gentleman was drunk and unconscious halfway, and his entourage has been taking care of him, there is really nothing abnormal." The coachman replied nervously, regretting that he had stolen the moment he had just stolen, and if he had really been in front of the broken yard for an hour or two, the general would have believed him. It was all those two damn poor ghosts who sent them so far that they didn't even give a penny of reward, and they were questioned by the general, really!

"And where is their mansion?" Zhang Qian paced and asked sharply. The coachman's legs trembled, but fortunately he knelt so that he was not so frightened that his legs were weak and he could not stand steadily.

"West of the city, Erlitang, Junfu."

"West of the city, Erlitang, Junfu?" Zhang Qian slowly read these words, repeated them three times, and then suddenly looked horrified. West of the city, Erlitang, Junfu, it turned out to be him!