Wang Qi didn't know what Wang Huazhen and Sun Degong talked about, but after a full hour, Sun Degong walked out of the governor's yamen with a solemn face.

"General Sun, please stay."

Hearing someone call him, Sun Degong, who was just about to get on the horse, stopped his movements and turned his head to look back.

"General Sun, for saving your life, Wang Qi is here to thank you," Wang Qi was dressed in light armor, covered with a jacket, and bowed to Sun Degong with a smile, two steps behind him, Qin Erbao, who was carrying two knives, stood silently.

A few days earlier, Wang Qi had been wounded and fled back to Guangning City, where he was welcomed back by Sun Degong, who had led the generals on patrol outside the city.

"It's not a kindness, and the prince doesn't have to worry about it," Sun Degong narrowed his eyes and replied without being salty.

Now is the critical moment for the joint establishment of the state and the breaking of the city, this second and fifth boy who has left his name and the second minister does not want to make extraneous branches, and for Wang Qi, the arrogant Sun Degong really looks down on this second generation of officials.

If your uncle is not Wang Huazhen, the governor of Liaodong, in this Liaodong territory, you kid can survive for a day, and you can be considered to be able to endure it, and the stupid thing has long been swallowed alive by life.

"The last general still has official business, and he said goodbye," Don't entangle with Wang Qi, Sun Degong turned around and continued to get on the horse.

"Hey, don't be busy leaving, General Sun, the grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring, my son will talk about preparing thin wine, let's walk in Chunhualou!" When he spoke, Wang Qi had already stepped forward, put his left hand on Sun Degong's shoulder, and pressed his body so that he could not kick on the horse's back.

In such an instant, Wang Qi seemed to have incarnated into the brave and ruthless Wang Yanei.

And the team of guards brought by Sun Degong on the side did not dare to step forward to provoke Wang Qi.

The nephew of the governor, who can move in Quang Ninh City?

Not far away, Qin Erbao's eyes flashed slightly, his hands naturally drooped, and he landed on the hilt of the knife, his back arched slightly, like a tiger waiting for an opportunity to move.

Hiss......

Sun Degong's body was pressed by others, and he couldn't get on the horse for a while, but Wang Qi's identity made it difficult for him to have a seizure, so he could only droop his eyelids and smile without smiling: "Wang Gongzi has to drink with me today?" ”

"My son doesn't like to owe others kindness every other day," Wang Qi grinned, with a long sword hanging on his waist, and smiled very domineeringly.

"Well, since Wang Gongzi is so gracious, I can't refuse," Sun Degong seemed to have figured out what joints, nodded, turned back to his own guard captain and ordered: "I drink with Wang Gongzi, you take someone back first, don't forget what I told you." ”

"Subordinates take orders!" The captain of the guard got the order, bowed to Sun Degong, swept Wang Qi with his afterglow, stopped talking nonsense, and immediately led people away.

"Please," Sun Degong finished his own business, turned back to Wang Qiyi and stretched out his hand, and made a gesture of please.

"General Sun, I have an appetite for my son!" Seeing this, Wang Qi raised his head and laughed, and put his hand on his shoulder: "In the future, my son will cover you!" ”

"Thank you, Gongzi......" lowered his head, and Sun Degong's face was gloomy.

Chunhualou was originally a place of wind and moon, but after Wang Huazhen took charge of Guangning, he held his own status as a literati, and in order to prevent soldiers from rebelling with the army because of prostitutes and gambling, he closed down many brothels and gambling houses on the surface, including Chunhualou. Of course, the brothels and gambling houses on the surface are gone, but the secret prostitutes and underground gambling houses are everywhere......

Xiong Tingbi once laughed at Wang Huazhen because of this incident: This fool also doesn't know what the army needs, and I think he is self-destructive.

Nowadays, Chunhualou is the largest legitimate restaurant in Guangning City, and Wang Qi, who is mixed here, should be a frequent visitor here.

"Bear's paw sea, wine and treasures, all over again, today my son wants to drink with Brother Sun!" Wang Qi took Sun Degong's shoulders all the way and entered the No. 1 private room in Chunhua Building.

Qin Erbao glanced around the private room, and only went out after he was unhindered, standing outside the door, like a door god.

After a while, the wine and food were all served, and only Wang Qi and Sun Degong were seated in the box.

"Although the weather in Liaodong is very cold, Jiannu is fierce, but this sea mountain treasure is a must, come and come, Brother Sun, taste this steamed bream, fat but not greasy, and the mouth is fragrant," Wang Qi was extremely enthusiastic as soon as he came up, as if he had known Sun Degong for a long time.

In the face of Wang Qi's hospitality, Sun Degong did not respond enthusiastically, but silently observed this inexplicable prince who was so enthusiastic to him.

"This cup is a thank you for saving your life," Wang Qi picked up the wine glass: "Don't thank you for your kindness, it's all in the wine." ”

"Childe's words are serious," Sun Degong drooped his eyelids and raised his wine glass, but only slightly sipped.

"These two cups, respect my brother, you don't have to see outside in the future," Wang Qi leaned back in his chair, squinted at Sun Degong, squinted his eyes and said, "Brother Sun, you must not refuse, right?" ”

"It's an honor to be favored by the son," Sun Degong still lowered his head, picked up his wine glass and gently clinked glasses with Wang Qi.

"This third cup ......" Wang Qi paused in his tone and did not speak.

Sun Degong raised his eyes and looked at this Yanei, who had always had a bad reputation, after two rounds of drinking, Wang Qi's face was slightly red, and he looked too strong to drink.

"Prince Wang'......"

"Call Brother Wang!" Wang Qi raised his hand and interrupted Sun Degong's words.

Counting up, Wang Qi is nineteen years old, and Sun Degong is twenty-one years old, and the two are similar.

"Brother Wang has something to say, you might as well say it directly," Sun Degong put the wine glass on the table, sat upright, and no longer started eating.

From the very beginning, Sun Degong felt that something was wrong, this Wang Qi has always been domineering, how can he have the leisure and elegance to come to him for a drink?

After some temptation, now that Sun Degong knows, this Wang Qi must have asked for himself......

"Hahaha," Wang Qi smiled a little exaggeratedly, his whole body was shaking, and his eyes were playful: "Didn't my uncle say hello to you?" ”

Wang Qi is poking nonsense in this sentence, how does he know what Wang Huazhen and Sun Degong have talked about?

"Well, Brother Wang might as well say it clearly," Hearing the meaning of Wang Huazhen, Sun Degong immediately became vigilant, and followed Wang Qi's words and said: "The lower officials are afraid that they have not figured out what the governor meant. ”

"Tsk," Wang Qi smacked his lips and swallowed the rabbit meat in his mouth.

"Brother Sun is one of the few young generals in Liaodong, and my uncle wants me to follow my brother to earn some military merits," Wang Qi winked at Sun Degong as he spoke, as if everything was silent.

"Huh? What does Brother Wang mean......" Sun Degong grinned and only said half a sentence.

Seeing that Sun Degong was so unpopular, Wang Qi seemed a little unhappy, and said in a deep voice: "Aren't you going to lure Li Yongfang in a few days?" With such a splashing credit, I don't want to give my brother a share. ”

The first half of Wang Qi's words fell on Sun Degong's ears, and he was pure as a fart, but as soon as Li Yongfang's three words came out, Sun Degong was immediately startled, and he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

This matter is confidential, except for Wang Huazhen and herself, no more than three people know.

How does this Wang Qi know?

Sun Degong's mind turned: Is it really Wang Huazhen who wants his nephew to get involved?

But he is a fake temptation, and he is really rebellious......

The secret of the Nine Clans must not be destroyed by Wang Qi in this way, and it must be stabilized.

"This matter ......" wiped the sweat on his forehead without a trace, Sun Degong smiled reluctantly: "What is Brother Wang's plan for this matter?" ”