It is a very special day on February 15th of the 7th year of Guanghe, of course, it may not be a special day for people in this era, but for some people, today is definitely a day worth remembering for a lifetime.

In a wine house in Luoyang City, a man in his 20s kept pouring wine into his mouth, and on his table, there were several empty jugs, apparently he didn't know how much he had drunk before.

The man drank and kept muttering to himself, "Why...... Why ......" He just sat in the room and drank constantly, completely out of step with the lively scene around him.

"Uncle Liu, look at that person, if he wants to die, he can't be preparing to commit suicide, right?" A man in his mid-20s glanced at the drunken man and smiled amusefully at a man in his 40s in front of him.

"It's just a frustrated person......" The elder known as Uncle Liu glanced at the drunken man and said in an indifferent tone. Ah Qiang, don't laugh at others, this is Jingshi, at the feet of the Son of Heaven! There are countless people who have left their hometowns and flocked here because there are countless opportunities to make their dreams come true. Being an official, doing business, and studying, there are geniuses gathered here, no matter how much ability you have in your hometown Aqiang, here, after all, there are countless people who are stronger. ”

Speaking of this, the elder who was called Uncle Liu looked at Ah Qiang's unconvinced expression and sighed, "It's a good thing to be young and aggressive, but if you think too highly of yourself, it will hurt when you fall." ”

"Okay, Uncle Liu, if you bring your nephew out of your hometown, won't you just let me listen to you?" Ah Qiang looked at Uncle Liu helplessly and complained.

"You kid~" Uncle Liu shook his head helplessly and continued to drink. He also didn't plan to use this opportunity to correct Ah Qiang's thoughts, because in Luoyang, this cruel reality was something he would see clearly sooner or later.

While the two uncles and nephews were talking, the drunken man stood up from his position, holding a wine jug in one hand and slowly walking outside.

"Guest officer~You haven't paid yet~" The shopkeeper of the wine house hurriedly stopped him.

"Huh?" The man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, perhaps because the shopkeeper of the wine house suddenly stopped him, which made him stumble a little. And the shopkeeper of the wine house saw the drunken man's confused look, but he didn't care, just repeated the words respectfully.

He's been running a tavern here for more than a decade, and over the years, he's seen too many people come here for a variety of reasons. Some people come here every once in a while to get drunk, while others leave and never show up again.

"Oh......" When the man heard this, he reached into his arms and took it out, and after a while, he took out a small piece of gold, threw it directly without looking at it, and then staggered away while drinking.

Hurriedly took it, and when he raised his head, the man had already walked away, looked down at the gold in his hand, about half a tael to a tael, and finally the shopkeeper shook his head and returned to his place. This piece of gold was naturally enough to pay for the previous drink, but seeing the appearance of the drunken man, the shopkeeper obviously thought of the people who had come once and never appeared again. However, years of experience have already made his heart indifferent and numb.

"Why...... Why, exactly? The drunken man staggered down the street, his eyes hollow and his mouth still muttering to himself. Pedestrians frowned when they saw this, obviously not wanting to get too close to him.

I don't know how long it took, a cold wind blew, and the drunken man suddenly felt excited, and then raised his head a little dazedly, only to find that he had unknowingly come to the front of a mansion. At the gate of the mansion, the two guards were glaring at the man with unkind expressions at this time, obviously in their hearts, they had already regarded the man as a person who was ready to make a drunken trouble.

"Zhangfu? The mansion of Zhang Rang? The man shook his head, looked up at the huge plaque on the door of the mansion in front of him, and muttered to himself. As soon as the words fell, a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and this thought suddenly made him shiver all over his body, and the wine woke up instantly.

Then, the thought became clearer and clearer in his mind, and he couldn't get rid of it, and even he could hear a voice in his heart, constantly telling him to make it happen.

"Boy, what are you looking at?! Do you know that this is the residence of the prince?! A roar came from not far away, and the man looked up, only to see one of the two guards glaring at him with very fierce eyes. In the other person, his hand was already pressed on the hilt.

It's just that the man didn't seem to see it, just stared at the door plaque with empty eyes, and his body staggered forward slowly.

"Bastard! I think you're tired of it! "How could those two guards ever see such an arrogant person? Even the scholars and doctors of the imperial court...... Well, there's no way the doctors are going to come here.

It's just that just when the two guards were about to rush forward and take down this boy who didn't know whether he was alive or dead and throw him into the prison, the man suddenly said, "The villain has something important to report to Zhang Junhou!" 100,000 urgent! It's a matter of life and death for him! The man's expression was indifferent, as if the person who had just said this was not him at all.

And just such a sentence immediately made the two doormen rush forward to stop. They looked at each other in astonishment, and they both saw each other's shocked expressions. Looking at the man again, he was not good-looking, he was wearing ordinary linen clothes, and he could even smell the strong smell of alcohol from his body.

Drunk talking nonsense? It's likely, but apparently the two guards don't dare to do anything more. Because the man's words had completely frightened them, "Take him in, no matter what the hell, it has nothing to do with us!" One of the elders came back to his senses and said quickly.

Hearing this, the other doorman nodded, and then said to the man, "Follow me, give me attention, and don't do anything suspicious!" ”

Hearing the doorman's words, the man still didn't react, just looked at the door plaque with a flat expression, his eyes were still empty. It's just that at this time, the doorman didn't dare to urge in the slightest, because he didn't know whether what this person said just now was true or false, but he knew that whether it was true or not, the only thing he had to do now was to send him into the mansion and then hand him over to someone who could call the shots to take over.