The two of them chatted with each other, in fact, the main thing is that the king is chatting, it may be that there is no one around him who can say that he can live, today's king is very free and easy, one will brag about the mountain, one will tell a meat joke, and then talk about some unknown secret events in the palace, Pan Ziqian on the side heard the cold sweat coming out, and looked around from time to time, for fear that the wall has ears, if it is listened to by someone with a heart, he will definitely be the first to be extinguished.

After surviving two painful and long hours, this Eighth Highness finally stopped, because the meal was ready.

Wang Quanquan once again familiarly took Pan Shizi to the living room for dinner. He also has a purpose in doing this, this Pan Shizi has not been a fuel-efficient lamp since his grandfather's generation, to say that he came to himself just to pay a visit, it is purely a fool, and the heart of defense is indispensable, if the other party just wants to make friends, he doesn't mind making a big friend, but if the other party is here to test himself, then don't blame himself for not being a person.

As soon as Wang Quanquan went up, he poured a full bowl of wine for Pan Shizi, and muttered, "If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't return." ”

Pan Ziqian hurriedly waved his hand and said that Prince Pan didn't let him drink, and the king didn't care about this, so he said directly: "If you don't drink, you will look down on me." ”

The prince had no choice but to take a sip, but the king's authority stopped doing it, and he glared:

"You put this fish farming, brother will give you a sample first!"

Talking about raising your head and cooing is a bowl.

Shizi was also a little embarrassed, so he could only do a bowl of learning.

After a bowl of wine, Pan Shizi's originally fair face immediately turned red, and Wang Quanquan thought that it seemed that the amount of alcohol was really not good, since he didn't plan to make it difficult for him, so he said:

"That, Brother Pan can't drink it, so eat more food."

Unexpectedly, Pan Ziqian, who drank wine, was like a different person, completely losing his previous elegance and easy-goingness, but stepped on the bench and slapped the table and pointed at the king's authority.

"Who do you look down on, do I believe you under the table today?"

The before and after comparison is simply different.

Wang Quanquan used to go out to drink a lot, and he saw all kinds of people, and the lord in front of him, who should belong to the usual reserved and arrogant after drinking, couldn't help but be lit up, and he also slapped the table.

"Fart, whoever can't drink first today is the grandson!"

Then the two of them didn't use the bowl, and directly carried the wine jar and drank it.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food, and Wang Quanquan was also drunk, he deliberately suppressed his cultivation tonight, so that he could get drunk like a normal person, after all, a thousand cups have not been poured for a long time, but they have become boring.

"Brother Pan, can you still drink it?"

The two of them had already hooked their shoulders and backs.

"It's early."

"Brother Pan, a lot! With such a large amount, why did you not drink it at first? ”

"Last year, my grandfather celebrated his 60th birthday, and he drank too much, but he molested a maid in front of the guests, and then my father hung him up and beat me for an hour, and warned me not to drink alcohol in the future."

"Brother Pan is awesome!" The royal authority couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"Hey, little mean."

The more the two talked after drinking, the more speculative they became, and Wang Quanquan gradually talked about how he was assassinated and how dark the palace was.

Unexpectedly, Pan Ziqian pouted and said: "It is terrible for the prince to seize the heir, but our Pan family will not lose to you in the battle." ”

"How?"

"If you lose power, at least you can be a prince, and if we lose, there will be nothing, my brothers will not waste food to feed idlers, and those who fail will definitely be swept away, not even as good as subordinates."

"Your dad doesn't care?" Wang Quanquan was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that the water in a small palace was so deep.

"it! His own titles were all fought for, and my two uncles died outside in the end, and neither of them made it to the ancestral ancestral hall, so he was happy to watch us fight. ”

"Then your dad is ruthless."

"But no, I didn't want to fight, but I couldn't stand the other brothers fighting there, one voted for the eldest prince, and the other became the guest secretary of the second highness, and there is nothing left for me."

"So you're coming to me?"

Pan Ziqian nodded. Wang Quanquan was a little crying and laughing, and he picked the rest together, which became the kind of helpless choice.

"Not exactly." The prince's words brought some expectations to the king's power.

"At least you're better than the Fourth Prince who can only visit the kiln."

When Wang Quanquan heard this, he couldn't wait to die with the son in front of him.

Shizi glanced at Wang Quan, and his expression suddenly became serious, "I have a question, can you tell me the truth?" ”

"What's the problem?" The king's authority was alert.

"Did you run the auction that caused a sensation in the capital?"

Wang Quanquan chuckled in his heart, how did this kid know? But he remained unfazed on the surface.

"Why do you ask?"

"Because I don't want to lose too badly, I still want to struggle."

Pan Ziqian stared at Wang Quanquan's eyes, and Wang Quanquan smiled dumbly.

"I can tell you, but you'll have to tell me how you know."

"Then you admit it?"

"Of course, who else but Lao Tzu can have such great ability!"

Wang Quanquan saw the sincerity and firmness in the other party's eyes, so he decided to admit that yes, no one wants to lose, including himself, and he doesn't want to be a fish to be slaughtered on the knife board.

Pan Ziqian's expression relaxed suddenly.

"Hahaha, now it seems that I still have hope."

The two laughed loudly at the same time, toasting together, this time they drank much more sincerely than before, Wang Quanquan sighed in his heart, it seemed that he still needed to have a friend.

The house is staggered, from time to time there is a sound of ridicule and laughter, through the conversation of the king's authority to know, sure enough, as the emperor said, he did too rough about the glass factory, and those who have a heart can find him after a little check.

They drank until the third watch, when they were both drunk, one collapsed under the table, and the other lay on the bed.

The next morning, the sun was three poles, the one on the bed woke up slowly, opened his eyes in a daze and looked around, how to look how unfamiliar, only remember yesterday after a bowl of wine after the stomach did not remember anything, at this time look at the house, the table is already a mess of cups and plates, and there are more than a dozen wine jars scattered on the ground.

"Hey......"

Shizi sighed, it seemed that he had drunk fragments again, but he only remembered that he drank a lot with His Royal Highness yesterday, and chatted, but I can't remember exactly what we talked about. I hope that this time I won't be as drunk and immoral as before, otherwise offending His Royal Highness will not only be hung for an hour.

Just as he was thinking, the door was opened with a "squeak", and Wang Quanquan walked in from outside with a basin of water, and when he looked up, he saw Pan Ziqian who had woken up.

"Brother Pan woke up? Do you remember what happened last night? ”

Wang Quanquan looked at Pan Ziqian with a smile.

Pan Ziqian was a little hairy, and he tried to recall but couldn't remember anything. Wang Quanquan stared at his expression, guessing in his heart that the other party had forgotten.

So he threw the basin on the shelf and made a splash.

"Dead ghost, you said it nicely yesterday, saying that you would treat others well, and then they handed over this body to you!"

"Huh?"

Pan Ziqian was rushing by thousands of alpacas in his heart at this time. Who am I? Where am I? What did I do?

Looking at Wang Quanquan's expression again, it is clear that he is angry and shy, and Pan Ziqian is more and more cold.

"I regarded Brother Pan as a confidant, but I didn't expect Brother Pan to be as good as Longyang!"

At this time, looking at Pan Ziqian again, the cold sweat on his forehead came down, it is said that he is a serious old man, and he likes a delicate and soft woman, but he did do shocking things when he was drunk before, but he was still teasing Yahuan, and he was not really ...... last night He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

But just when he raised his head and wanted to ask further about what happened, he found that this Eighth Highness was smiling wickedly, and he immediately realized that he had been tricked.

"Humph!"

Flicked his sleeves, Pan Ziqian walked out without looking back.

"Brother Pan, forgive me, it's just a joke."

The prince still ignored him and walked out on his own.

So one walked ahead with an angry face, and the other kept apologizing like a pug.

Wang Quanquan saw that the other party didn't care about him, and he didn't bother himself. It wasn't until Pan Ziqian walked to the door that Wang Quanquan shouted a word from afar.

"The guest officer often comes to play when he has time!"

Pan Ziqian stumbled and almost fell to his death on the knee-high threshold.

Seeing Pan Shizi leave, the smile on Wang Quanquan's face gradually faded, although the other party's words were sincere last night, and the two also talked happily, but Wang Quanquan will not easily listen to his words, nor will he relax his guard because of this, Pan Ziqian said that he will verify everything one by one, if the other party did not lie to himself, then this friend is fine, but if there is a bad heart, then ...... Thinking of this time, Wang Quanquan narrowed his eyes unnecessarily, and a haze flashed in his eyes.

It is easy to obtain information, but it is difficult to start, especially the inside story of this kind of wealthy lord, which will not be easily revealed to outsiders. Therefore, Wang Quanquan intends to choose the most direct way - to ask the party, and this party is naturally his father.

It was night, Wang Quanquan entered the palace, unlike in the past, Wang Quanquan deliberately took a food box this time, and happened to meet Zou Shun on duty at the palace gate, so he went in effortlessly.

Tiptoeing at the door of the old road imperial study, Wang Quanquan knocked on the door softly, and the emperor's voice came from inside the house:

"Who?"

"Father, it's me."

…… The emperor obviously didn't expect it, firstly, because it was too late, and secondly, because the way of knocking on the door was wrong, when the royal authority came not to be the same as the bandits entering the village, this time so careful, there must be fraud, the emperor couldn't help but be vigilant.

"What's the matter at such a late hour?"

"I've got something to eat for you."

“……”

There was silence in the room for a long time, and finally a long sigh was heard, "Come in." ”

The three words "come in" seem simple, but in fact, they are the result of a complex psychological game.

After all, every time the royal authority comes, it is not a good thing, and the matter of Concubine Hua has been investigated before, and it is indeed as the royal authority said.

Since then, the emperor simply did not summon the royal authority, even if he took the initiative to ask for a meeting, he could hide and hide, and it can be said that it is quite a cowardly to be the emperor to do this part. Now I agree to let him in, and I am also prepared for the worst.

After Wang Quanquan entered the door, he honestly closed the door and looked like a hippie smile.

"It's so late, my father is still busy, take care of the dragon's body!"

"What's the matter?" The emperor's face was serious, and he was clearly ready to come to his senses.

"My father is wise, and my son wants to inquire about something."

"Well, sit down."

As the emperor's usual place to review the chapters, the imperial study room is not only a few large cabinets of books and a bookcase, but also has a dragon couch, that is, a sitting bed, for resting.

Wang Quanquan put the food box on the coffee table on the dragon couch, and then took out a plate of exquisite food from it, and suddenly the whole room was full of fragrance, and the emperor didn't feel hungry yet, and his stomach couldn't help but scream when he smelled this smell.

"Father, please!"

Wang Quanquan laid out two futons and made a "please" gesture to the emperor who got up and walked over.

The emperor looked at him suspiciously, thinking to himself how this kid had changed his sex, couldn't he have stuffed a needle in the futon? Sitting down cautiously, he found that nothing had happened, so he picked up the dishes and chopsticks with peace of mind and began to eat.

"What does it taste like?"

Wang Quanquan asked on the side, his eyes full of hope.

"Well, yes, you did?"

The emperor eats the dishes made by the imperial kitchen all day long, and he has eaten them for decades, even if he wants to change the taste even if it is delicious, but now he eats the food brought by the king's authority, which really has a different flavor.

"No, the chef in the house made it, I just want to show off, I specially dug the master in Piaoxiang Building!"

"Oh...... Well? ”

The emperor didn't react at first, but after careful consideration, he realized that something was wrong, Piaoxianglou was not a restaurant, but a brothel.

"What's wrong Father, is there anything wrong?" Wang Quanquan seemed to have discovered the new continent and hurriedly asked.

"It's fine." The Emperor replied indifferently that he didn't want this guy to get his hands on it.

"Oh......" The kingship is obviously a little lost.

"If you want to say that the cook has to be from the drunken apricot building, the food there is simply ......" Wang Quanquan said this, and couldn't help but smash it, needless to say, this is also a green building.

Looking at the emperor again, it was as if he hadn't heard it, and continued to bow his head to cook, and the king saw that the other party was not in the trap, so he had to change the topic and start talking about business.

"By the way, Father, the son came here this time to inquire about the Anbei Palace."

The emperor also finished eating at this time, wiped his mouth and asked, "Has someone in Pan's Mansion been looking for you?" ”

"Father is really wise, you are ......"

"That's pretty much it!"

Seeing that the king was about to release a rainbow fart again, the emperor hurriedly spoke out to stop it, and continued to ask, "Who is it?" ”

"Pan Ziqian."

The emperor nodded when he heard this, "Every generation of the Pan family is more or less related to the struggle for the throne, and you must know the relationship between Pan Yuanzheng and me, the father of General Pan didn't tell me much about it back then, but I expect the situation to be similar, I don't know much about the juniors of the Pan family now, but I can still tell you about Pan Yuanzheng, as for the rest, you can judge for yourself." ”

Wang Quanquan nodded when he heard this, and listened to the emperor talk about his past.

An hour later, the emperor took a sip of the cooled tea, signaling that he was done, and the king thought for a moment.

"Okay, you go back, I'm tired tonight."

"Yes, Father."

Just as the king was about to leave, the emperor stopped him and said: "Gaomen Compound has always been a brother discord, fratricide is also a case, since Pan Yuanzheng served as the head of the family, intentionally or unintentionally instilled this kind of thinking for his children, you can't be too serious, don't care whether the Pan family is really friends or forced by the situation, as long as he can assist you wholeheartedly, it is not a bad thing for you." ”

"Sons are taught!" The royal authority gave a rare salute to the emperor, and then turned away.

Out of the gate of the imperial study, the king's authority suddenly became clear. When he came, he was still a little worried, worried that no one around him was sincere, and worried that the people who came into contact with him were all with a heart for the city. Now it seems that none of this is important, but rather a mediocrity. Since he was born in the royal family, how can he hope that his feelings are sincere.