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"I've said it many times, the money will definitely not be less than yours, even if you have the best wine here!" Su Ji slapped the golden shell he stole from Jingyang on the table.

The hotel owner looked at Jinbei and said with a bitter face: "It's not about money. Childe has drunk enough by now. ”

Su Ji's face sank suddenly, "Boss, you are too underestimated." I only drank five glasses just now, how can I drink too much? Is this how your hotel, which claims to be the largest hotel in Ho Beijing, treats customers like this?"

The hotel owner looked at Jin Bei and said with an embarrassed face: "I don't underestimate the amount of alcohol in my son, and it's not that I don't want to sell wine to my son, but I just don't want to kill my son!"

"Don't want to kill me?" Su Ji gasped and immediately looked at the wine glass, "Is your wine poisonous?"

As soon as the words fell, the guests in the hotel looked over to Su Ji's side!

The hotel owner hurriedly made a silent gesture to Su Ji, and said in a low voice: "Son, don't spoil my business." We have the best liquor in the world, how can it be poisonous?"

Su Ji frowned and said, "Then what do you mean?"

The hotel owner took a step back, looked Su Ji up and down, and sighed: "Childe, you must not be a local, please look this way......"

As he spoke, the hotel owner pointed to a notice on the wall next to him, on which were clearly written eight big characters: "Zhou Yu Wu Xian, if you pass it, you will be punished!" It means that whether it is in the banquet venue or in private, drinking more than five times at a time will be executed, and this prohibition can be described as very severe.

Su Ji rubbed the empty wine glass in annoyance, as if he was about to crush the wine glass. He always felt that the reason why the Zhou royal family was able to seize the world from the hands of the king of Shang must be thanked for three crucial points: the first is to thank Su Daji who confused the king of Zhou, the second is to thank the resourceful Jiang Taigong, and the third is to thank "wine".

In the last years of the Shang Dynasty, from the princes and nobles to the common people, they were particularly fond of drinking. The king of Shang also created the world-famous "wine pond meat forest", which used wine as a pool to drink for a long night, and hung meat as a forest, so that men and women chased naked in the meantime, so as to please the concubine Su Daji. Therefore, the prosperity of "wine" undoubtedly played a certain corrosive role in the Shang Dynasty and promoted the demise of the Shang Dynasty.

However, such a great contributor ended up being banned, which really had to make Su Ji sigh.

Looking at the prohibition order, Su Ji frowned and said, "Which grandson is this?"

"Zhou Gong. ”

"Which Zhou Gong?"

"Duke of Zhou is the fourth son of King Wen of Zhou, also known as Ji Dan. ”

"Eggs?" Su Ji seemed to have heard the name with a bit of wine.

"Ji Dan is the younger brother of Ji Fa, King Wu of Zhou, who assisted King Wu in destroying Shang more than 200 years ago. Later, King Wu died of illness, and the princes from all over the country heard that King Wu had died, and they rebelled one after another. At the time of crisis, Zhou Gongdan supported the young king, took care of political affairs, and pacified the troubled Uncle Guan, Uncle Cai, and Wu Yin, the son of the king of Shang, and stabilized the overall situation of the world. After seven years of regency, the Duke of Zhou devoted himself to making ceremonies and making music, and established various legal systems for the Great Zhou, and this prohibition was one of the most important decrees. The Duke of Zhou was worried that the ministers of the Zhou Dynasty would be as heavy as they were in the Shang Dynasty and would be wasted in political affairs, so he first announced the decree prohibiting alcohol in Chaoge, and then banned alcohol in various places......"

Hearing the word "Chaoge", Su Ji remembered that he had indeed heard of the prohibition of alcohol when he was in Chaoge before, but the emperor was far away, and he was the son of an official eunuch, so he couldn't count how many lawless things he had done. However, now it is different, and the pickaxe capital is at the feet of the Son of Heaven. People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

At this time, the wine gradually dissipated, Su Ji regained his composure, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "Are you talking about the Zhou Gong of "Zhou Gong's Dream Interpretation"?"

"Exactly. ”

Su Ji's eyes were lowered, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of awe. He remembered that Li Rumei said when he was teaching the Nightmare Technique in the Pure Lotus Cave Mansion, the "Dream Interpretation Technique" of the Explanation Sect and the "Green Spirit Nightmare Technique" of the Interception Sect, and called the two major thaumaturgies of the Xuanmen. The art of dream interpretation is far more famous than the art of green spirits, because it can predict good luck and evil from dreams, so it has been widely spread among the people.

At this time, the hotel owner glanced at Jinbei on the table, glanced at the other guests in the hotel, and whispered in Su Ji's ear:

"Before that, it didn't hurt for Childe to drink a few more glasses. But Zhou Tianzi has not been in a good mood recently, so he persuaded Gongzi to keep his head and wait for this gust of wind to pass before drinking. If you really want to drink, you can buy it and go home and drink it yourself. ”

The hotel owner said for a long time, and Su Ji was no longer more concerned about drinking, but about another thing.

"You said that Zhou Tianzi was in a bad mood, was it because the princess was sick?"

"yes. The princess has not been sick for a day or two, and if you want to say that this illness ......"

The hotel owner stopped halfway through his sentence and stared at the door with his eyes intrinsic.

Su Ji rolled his eyes, followed his gaze, and found that a yellow-haired old man walked into the door, which was the Huangmei Daoist.

Seeing Huangmei Daoist walk in, the hotel owner did not hesitate to put Su Jiliang here, and trotted forward all the way to greet him, as if to invite him to the best position.

However, Huangmei Daoist ignored the hotel owner at all, walked straight towards Su Ji, and greeted him warmly:

"Lord of the Spiral Spirit Pavilion, you have made it so difficult to find the poor road. ”

Su Ji glanced at him and said, "I heard that you have now returned to the sect, what are you still coming to me for?"

"It's not a surrender, Poor Dao was originally a person in the teaching, just like Miss Mu is a chess piece sent by the sect to explain the teaching, and I am the one sent by the sect to intercept the teaching. Besides, it's not just me who wants to find you today, there's also a big man......"

As he spoke, the Huangmei Taoist looked at the door, only to see an elderly scribe in an official robe walk outside.

In an instant, the eyes of the drinkers were all attracted, and some of them suddenly put down their chopsticks, stood up from their stools, and bowed down one after another.

Su Ji couldn't help but become short of breath when he saw that kind figure. He recognized the old scribe at a glance as his father, Si Bojifu. Although he is over half a hundred years old, his handsome facial features are still extraordinarily distinct, and his demeanor has not diminished at all.

Xi Bojifu also had almost the same expression when he saw Su Ji, except that his eyes were different. The surprise in his eyes was a little less cordial, more confused and dazed, not like seeing a long-lost son, but like seeing a familiar stranger.

From his father's eyes, Su Ji already knew that his father had lost all memories of himself. For the current Xi Bojifu, Su Ji is just a strange young man who looks a lot like when he was young.

Slowly coming to Su Ji, Xi Bojifu asked politely:

"Presumably Your Excellency is the Lord of the Spiral Spirit Pavilion?"

Su Ji nodded, and said with a gloomy expression: "Your Excellency is Lord Jifu." ”

The astonishment in Xi Bojifu's eyes was even more than a few points. Huangmei Daoist did not introduce him, and this unmasked young man in his impression actually recognized his identity at a glance, which was really unexpected to him.

Although he had seen Xi Bojifu a few months ago, facing his father at this moment, Su Ji had a feeling that he had not been seen for a long time, and his one-year appointment with Qingli suddenly echoed in his mind:

"I'll wait for you in Zhou Du Ho Kyung in a year, and if you can't kill me by then, take your beloved things......"

There is only one thing that Su Ji loves most in the capital city, and that is the father-son relationship between him and Xi Bojifu.

Isn't Qing Limo going to poison his father again like he did more than thirty years ago?

Thinking of this, Su Ji's fists couldn't help but clench slightly. He shook his head, things must be more than that, not long after he arrived in Hojing, Xi Bojifu came inexplicably, this must not be a simple coincidence.

Xi Bojifu showed a polite smile and asked Su Ji: "I heard that the pavilion master likes to drink, and the old man just knows a place, and he can drink as much as he wants." I wonder if the Pavilion Master is interested?"

Su Ji closed his eyes slightly, and responded in a polite tone: "I don't know where Lord Jifu is talking about, where is it?"

Xi Bojifu smiled indifferently and replied with four words: "The Palace of the Son of Heaven." ”