Lao Zhu broke off and drank, and Zhu Biao on the side hurriedly knelt down and pleaded.

"Father, Master Song is old and faint, and he lost his words in front of the emperor, so I implore my father to take back his fate and let Master Song go back to his hometown."

Seeing Zhu Biao kneeling down and pleading, Li Shanchang also spoke at the right time.

"Your Majesty is angry, Lord Song is just talking nonsense for a while, please be gracious to Your Majesty."

Song Lian didn't speak again, just knelt down respectfully, kowtowed to Zhu Yuanzhang, and then was taken out by Mao Erhu, who entered the hall.

At the same time that Song Lian was erected out of the main hall, Zhu Si, who had returned from the Drunken Immortal Tower, happened to cross the threshold of the palace, and he was wondering what was going on.

And Lao Zhu saw Zhu Di come back to his life, took a few deep breaths, and suppressed the anger in his heart.

Zhu Di came to the hall and saluted first.

"Is it properly placed? Is the immortal master still satisfied? ”

Lao Zhu asked urgently.

This made Li Shanchang, who was kneeling in the hall, surprised.

Immortal Master?!

When did the Ming Dynasty have an extra immortal master?

"Father, the son did invite the imperial uncle to go to the Purple Mountain Palace, but the imperial uncle refused, and went to the drunken immortal building on the bank of the Qinhuai River halfway, and the son-in-law really couldn't persuade him, so he wrapped the top floor of the drunken immortal building for the imperial uncle to rest."

Drunken Immortal Building?!

Lao Zhu and Ah Biao were stunned, of course the two of them knew what kind of place it was.

It turns out that the immortals are also good at this bite!

"Nonsense!"

Lao Zhu glared at Zhu Di.

Xiao Zhu Si's heart trembled, thinking that he was also going to scold me? His legs are long on him, he wants to go to the Drunken Immortal Mansion to be happy, can I still tie him up and go to the Purple Mountain Palace?!

"Since the immortal master likes to stay in the Drunken Immortal Tower, you should take over the entire Drunken Immortal Tower, what's the matter with a single top floor? Disturbed the Immortal Master Qing Xiu, let's, let's pump you! ”

Zhu Di only understood what was going on, and hurriedly spoke.

"Erchen is going to take down all the drunken immortal buildings, and Erchen will retire!"

Then he turned around and was about to leave.

"Wait."

Lao Zhu shouted to Xiao Zhu Si and coughed dryly.

"Yes?"

The words were not said thoroughly, but Xiao Zhu Si already understood the implications.

"Father, rest assured, the son ordered the Jiaofang Division to send the sisters of mercy and pity for the jade as soon as possible."

"Hmm."

Lao Zhu nodded.

He has also heard of these two sisters, they are a pair of national colors specially raised by the Teaching Workshop Division, they were only six years old when they entered the Teaching Workshop, and they have been carefully trained for ten years, and they are all proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, music and dance, and pipa, and they were originally intended to be dedicated to his Lao Zhu to improve the prince's genes.

"Go."

Lao Zhu waved his hand.

"Yes!"

Xiao Zhu was in a hurry, turned around and went outside the hall.

The kneeling Li Shanchang became more and more shocked the more he listened, and his heart turned upside down, such a powerful character appeared in Yingtian, and he didn't even receive any news.

"Your Majesty, it's night, please rest early."

Lao Zhu glanced at Li Shanchang and waved his hand casually, Li Shanchang got up at this time, took three steps back, turned around and went out of the hall, and firmly remembered the Drunken Immortal Building in his heart.

"Biao'er, you go back to rest, and tomorrow morning, follow us to the Drunken Immortal Building."

Lao Zhu looked at Zhu Biao, he was full of questions in his heart, and he needed to get answers from Ji Boying.

"Father, Master Song..."

Zhu Biao also wanted to intercede for Song Lian.

"We want to kill him, but if we kill him, your mother will have to pick up our skin."

Hearing this, Zhu Biao fell a stone in his heart, and after saluting, he left the Fengtian Palace.

After Zhu Biao left, Lao Zhu planned to watch some excerpts and then go to the harem.

At this time.

"Who is going to skin Your Majesty? I'm a woman, how can I have that guts. ”

The woman walked out of the side hall, her appearance was not outstanding, she was simply plain clothes, and she did not have a phoenix crown and phoenix robe.

"Oh, it's our sister here."

Seeing Queen Ma, Lao Zhu greeted him with a smile, and reached out to take the soup cup in Queen Ma's hand.

"Hairy hands and feet, be careful of burning."

Queen Ma said goodbye to Lao Zhu and put the soup cup on the imperial case.

"Sister, how many times have we said it, don't serve the soup yourself, just let Jin'er send it over."

"How can you be so squeamish."

Queen Ma smiled, then frowned, suddenly coughed violently, and hurriedly covered her mouth with a handkerchief.

"Coughing again?"

Lao Zhu's expression changed, and he remembered the throne of Queen Ma that he saw in the filial piety tomb when he followed Ji Boying to the Jianwen Dynasty, and the time of Queen Ma's death was fifteen years after Hongwu.

"It's okay, it's an old problem, just cough twice."

Queen Ma waved her hand.

"No, Doctor Chuan! Tell the Imperial Doctor! ”

After Lao Zhu finished yelling, he thought about it again, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, since he happened to meet the girl's illness.

"Spread the decree, set up the drunken immortal building!"

"Drunken Immortal Building?"

"Juhachi, what are you going to do here?"

Queen Ma's eyes were full of doubts, of course she knew what kind of place the Drunken Immortal Building was, and this would already be a palace ban.

"Sister, let's take you to meet the immortals, our brother."

Lao Zhu took Queen Ma's hand and hurriedly walked down the Jinluan Palace.

"Today is an eye-opener, and we will talk to you slowly on the way."

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Drunken Immortal Building.

The meaning of its name: Even if it is a fairy in the sky, it is not drunk with wine and beauty.

At this time, in the drunken immortal building, the noise continued.

A "Wuling boy (high-end PK)" was forcibly dragged out of the room by the guards of the Yan Wangfu in the woman's screams, some were dressed, and some didn't even have pants, but because of the power of the Yan King, he didn't dare to resist, so he could only hold the quilt and scold.

The main hall in the building.

Zhu Di, the king of Yan, held his hands behind his back, and all the officials in charge of the building stood respectfully, but there was only one person, standing side by side with Zhu Di with a drunken face, spitting lotus flowers and showing displeasure.

"Zhu Si, what are you doing?"

"Who's on the top floor? I actually let you, the prince, go out of the horse. ”

Zhu Di glanced at the red-robed young man beside him, Li Jinglong was originally drinking happily, and was about to ride his horse and whip up, when suddenly a soldier broke into the house and forcibly put him out.

Li Jiujiang at that meeting had already taken off his pants, and there was only a pair of red pants left.

Thanks to being stopped by Zhu Di in time, he saved the last trace of face of this eldest prince of Li, otherwise the deeds of the eldest prince of Cao Guo's mansion who likes to wear red pants will inevitably spread all over Yingtian and become famous all over the world the next day.

"Jiujiang, I advise you to hurry home, this is not someone you can afford to mess with."

Li Jinglong, as the eldest son of the founding duke Li Wenzhong and the nephew of Zhu Yuanzhang, has always been arrogant and arrogant in this Yingtianfu.

"And someone I Li Jiujiang can't afford to mess with?!"

"I'm going to try it today, who is this kid's backstage!"

Putting down the cruel words, Li Jinglong went to the top floor, just halfway up the stairs.

Bang.

Suddenly, the door of the main hall was violently pushed open, and a large number of pro-troops dressed in mighty armor poured in, and the noisy drunken immortal building was silent in an instant.

"This is..."

Li Jinglong paused, looked at the armor soldier who entered the building, and his pupils shrank sharply.

"The pro-military captain of the Yiluan Division!"