Giving you 300,000 guan, can you solve the problem of horsehoe wear?

Qin Zichuan's question embarrassed everyone.

Not to mention 300,000 guan, even if they were given 3 million, they would not be able to solve the problem of horse hoof wear.

The crowd was speechless.

"I have a word, how can I send you these 30,000 yuan?"

His Majesty Li Er said with a dark face and very unpleasantly.

As soon as everyone saw that His Majesty Li Er was going to give money, who would dare to cheat?

Everyone said that they would immediately let their subordinates go home and withdraw the money.

"There is a golden house in the book, and knowledge is power. As long as you marry fewer concubines and study more, sooner or later you will be as good as me. ”

Qin Zichuan forcibly endured the joy in his heart and said his heartfelt words to everyone.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't stay any longer.

If we lose the money, forget it, the girl even mocked us for marrying a concubine.

Isn't it normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines?

Sarcastically, we will find a concubine, and let us read more.

We read more books than you eat, right?

Everyone couldn't wait to press Qin Zichuan to the ground and teach him a hard lesson.

But when they thought of the countless pictures of him killing countless enemies on the frontier, everyone felt that the thirty-six plan was still the best plan.

They were really scared.

For fear that if I didn't pay attention, I would fall into the pit dug by Qin Zichuan again.

Qin Zichuan looked at their backs and fled, and couldn't help but curse in his heart, "A group of turtles".

As soon as the ministers left, the two brothers Cheng Chubi and Cheng Chumo came to the Qin Mansion.

"Boss, you're finally awake!"

Cheng Chubi grabbed Qin Zichuan's arm, looked up and down, and said.

"Boss, tell us about your glorious deeds in the frontier."

Cheng Chumo exclaimed with great admiration.

"The soldiers of Youzhou and Dingzhou were all killed in battle. The lives of the people were devastated, the corpses were piled up, and the blood flowed backwards. ”

Recalling the tragic war on the frontier, the joy on Qin Zichuan's face was instantly replaced by endless sadness.

The frontier is not only his fiefdom at this time, but also a scar in his heart that will never heal.

"Boss, we two invite you to drink."

Cheng Chubi glared at Cheng Chumo fiercely, patted Qin Zichuan's shoulder and said.

"I want to drink the strongest wine in Chang'an and see the most beautiful girl in Chang'an."

Recalling those wishes that Bai Ma Yi had told him before he died, Qin Zichuan couldn't help blurting out.

"Boss, let's go eat meat and drink wine first, and then go to Pingkangfang to see the most beautiful girl!"

At the mention of the girl, Cheng Chumo immediately couldn't help but want to drool.

Qin Zichuan said hello to Qin Qiong and left the Qin Mansion.

"Boss, the most luxurious restaurant in Chang'an is the Immortal Residence. But if you want to talk about the strongest wine, you can't think of it. ”

Cheng Chubi introduced Qin Zichuan.

"I'm going to drink the strongest wine in Chang'an for my brother who died in battle."

Qin Zichuan looked up at the gradually darkening sky and muttered alone.

"I don't know the strongest wine in Chang'an, but the weirdest winemaker in Chang'an is the wine in Pingkangfang."

Cheng Chu said with a smile.

"About Pingkangfang, Cheng Chumo knows everything."

Cheng Chubi said disdainfully on the side.

"Of course, sir, I am known as the living map of Pingkangfang."

Cheng Chumo said triumphantly.

"Wine forgets worries not only to people, but also to the wine. Although he sells wine in Pingkangfang, he never sells it to people who go to Pingkangfang to have a good time. He likes to squat at the door of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion to watch the girl, but he never goes in. ”

As soon as Pingkangfang was mentioned, Cheng Chumo immediately gushed endlessly.

"Since this man is so weird, then let's go meet him."

Qin Zichuan was immediately interested.

"Turn the horse's head and go to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion."

Cheng Chu couldn't wait to shout at the groom, as if he was afraid that Qin Zichuan would regret it.

Although it was not dark at this time, Pingkangfang was full of lights.

There is an endless stream of talented and beautiful people shuttling through the streets.

After a while, the carriage came to the door of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

"Boss, look, that's wine and forget your worries."

Cheng Chumo stretched out his hand and pointed at the man in the corner and said.

"Childe, come in and have fun!"

As soon as the three of them got out of the carriage, the girls of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion shouted at them.

"When the master is done with his business, he will definitely have a good time."

Cheng Chu said silently and reluctantly took his eyes off the girls.

"You're just drinking and forgetting your worries?"

Qin Zichuan looked at the wine sitting on the ground, like a beggar, and asked with a frown.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that the wine can forget the worries."

As he spoke, he picked up the wine jug beside him, raised his neck and poured it violently.

"The water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the sorrow is even more sorrowful when the glass is raised."

Qin Zichuan couldn't help but sigh.

"Good poetry!

As he spoke, he opened his confused eyes and glanced at Qin Zichuan.

"I wonder if your wine can make me forget my worries?"

Qin Zichuan said and sat down beside the wine and forgot his worries.

Every person who seems to be as down-and-out as a dog has a painful past that has survived to death.

Although the wine forgets worries like a beggar, it is embarrassed.

But Qin Zichuan felt very cordial.

It was as if he saw himself.

Qin Zichuan snatched the wine jug in his hand and raised his head to drink it all.

"Boss, good drink!"

The two brothers, Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chubi, couldn't help but exclaim.

Even the self-proclaimed drunkard on the side forgot his worries, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart with a sentence of "massive".

Baijiu is a liquid that is bitter and spicy in the first sip.

But if you hook it up along the base of your tongue, there will be a sweetness.

The taste of one song and three sighs, mixed feelings, just like life.

"I don't know where Childe's worries come from?"

Jiu Wangwu asked curiously at Qin Zichuan.

"It's a long story, and it's a bit of a drink."

Qin Zichuan said with a bitter smile, his face full of endless sadness.

"I don't miss my worries!"

Wine forgets worries and is also a man of temperament, and as he spoke, he took out two jars of spirits from the house.

One person held an old altar of wine and sat on the side of the bustling Pingkangfang road.

Looking at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion where people came and went, the two of them had a heavy drink.

"I promised my brothers that I would drink the strongest wine for them and see the most beautiful girls."

Qin Zichuan's eyes turned red as he spoke.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

"Sooner or later, the son will walk all over the rivers and mountains, drink all the fine wines, and see all the women in the world. But I can't even see her face, let alone the vows I made in the past. ”

Wine forgot his worries and laughed self-deprecatingly.

"My name is Xing Hanmao, and her name is Chen Wenjing. She's the number one in this house, and I'm the joke outside this house. ”

"Three years of waiting, a street away. However, the love is deep and shallow, and they have never met. ”

"Even if I brew the strongest wine in the world, I can't get drunk until dawn and forget her face."

"What do you think I'm making this wine for?"

Wine forgot his worries and roared heartbroken at Xiaoxiang Pavilion.