Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 244: How often have I set my sights on the prince
Chapter 244: How many times have I set my sights on the prince?
Looking at Zhao Changhe drinking heavily, Huangfu Shaozong was very speechless. This guy really put on a great show. If this wave can make Beijing famous, everyone may give away half of it. , the posture he created himself accounts for the other half.
Why don't you listen to the name, don't draw the sword, don't get up, use one hand, and have too little wine.
After all the pretense, he does have the ability to be arrogant. If Huangfu Shaozong doesn't take action himself, no one else can really make him move.
He deserves to be famous.
Learned, learned.
Until Zhao Changhe finished the bowl, no one came forward to challenge him. It can be regarded as a vivid lesson for the young people in the capital - why the Qianlong List is the Qianlong List.
There are thousands of warriors in the world, but there are only two or three hundred on the list. Why?
If it's not far ahead of its peers, how can it be called a Qianlong? Going up and down the list is not a track at all, let alone Zhao Changhe, who is also at the forefront among Qianlong!
Especially when Zhao Changhe was only at the fifth or sixth level of the entrance hall, he was among the best. He stood out among a group of his peers at the seventh and eighth levels. Only then did people understand why.
The name is worthy of the name.
Not to mention other people, even Huangfu Shaozong had given up the idea of fighting Zhao Changhe at this moment. He found that he might not be able to defeat him. It's better to maintain the reputation of being two people higher than him. If there is a fight, what's the use of forcing his sword out? I've given away my ranking for nothing... That's what true hospitality is.
It's better to be like this now. While others are in awe of Zhao Changhe, he, the eleventh, is also looked down upon, isn't he?
In silence, the second brother carried the new wine jar upstairs with a face full of admiration, placed it in front of Zhao Changhe, nodded and bowed: "Our shopkeeper said, this wine was invited by the shopkeeper to honor the hero."
Huangfu Shaozong twitched the corner of his mouth: "Why does the young master have no money?"
"No, no, that's not what I meant."
Huangfu Shaozong slapped a golden leaf heavily on the table: "Go, get ten more altars, and bring the signature dishes quickly! I'm treating you, have I done you a favor? I'm not stupid."
Zhao Changhe laughed dumbly: "Brother Huangfu, whether you invite me or not, I am very grateful to you."
Huangfu Shaozong looked at him thoughtfully for a while, then sighed and said, "I've set up a stage for you to show off, right?"
Zhao Changhe clapped his hands and laughed: "Brother Huangfu is also a wonderful person."
Huangfu Shaozong motioned to the left and right: "Carry them out."
The servants of the Hou Mansion stepped forward one after another and carried the challengers downstairs who were scattered all over the place. The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and then Huangfu Shaozong finally regained his composure and poured the wine leisurely: "Brother Zhao, isn't he a little too showy?"
Zhao Changhe smiled half-heartedly: "Isn't this the stage set by Brother Huangfu?"
"I never thought that Brother Zhao would be so wanton and arrogant. I originally thought he would be a little more low-key and modest...after all..."
"Looking on the sidelines, clapping and laughing, being aloof... What's wrong with being aloof, and what's wrong with being a little crazy?" Zhao Changhe raised the bowl again and drank it all in one gulp: "We're already here, what's the use of shrinking? If there's only this little thing, it will make me disappointed. ."
"Boom!" Dark clouds gathered, lightning thundered, and heavy rain poured down.
It was completely dark.
The noisy restaurant became quiet, the rain outside the window hit the balcony, and there was silence inside.
Huangfu Shaozong couldn't hide the admiration in his eyes. He was so interesting. No wonder his sister let him get in touch with him more.
It seems that when this person enters the capital, there will be great turmoil... But here he is, sitting on the balcony and drinking happily, while the whole capital is completely silent. Except for the young people who came to challenge Qianlong, the expected The storm didn't happen at all.
It was as if a person from the sixth level of the entrance gate had suppressed a capital city.
Although I knew it was not the case... He came to Beijing unexpectedly, and others were not expecting it. Even what kind of attitude should be adopted toward him may require a day or two of heated arguments to come to an end. And they have their own concerns, such as his identity as Huangfu Shaozong and the noble concubine standing behind him. Has it proved a certain tendency?
If someone takes action, will someone else intercept it? Then everything will be put on the table. Who wants it?
Be careful when fighting for the royal family. No one dares to take the lead easily. Xia Longyuan is still alive...
So he was allowed to laugh and curse wildly, and the capital was silent.
Where does the tiger's den and the dragon's pool come from, it's nothing more than that!
Knowing the reason, Huangfu Shaozong still couldn't help but admire him. He went to the capital at the sixth level of Xuanguan, and as a man of great influence, facing countless people from heaven and earth, and countless forces and thousands of troops, who could do it with such a look on his own head?
In the eyes of those who are interested, it almost declares who will be better than me in the domain today!
On the distant balcony, Tang Wanzhuang watched quietly, her beautiful eyes gradually blurred. On the other side opposite her, Suzaku raised his arm.
"Brother Huangfu." They exchanged a few glasses of wine for an unknown amount of time. The night was getting darker, and Zhao Changhe seemed to be drunk: "Is there a casino here? I have some time to gamble."
I thought you were going to ask about the prostitutes here... Opposite is Yihong Building. I'm going to hitchhike with you. My sister can't scold me, so how can I ask about the gambling house?
I’ve never heard of this person being a gambler... Could he be referring to gambling on his life?
Huangfu Shaozong thought in his mind and said slowly: "There is...at the end of this street, just around the corner is the Anle Gambling House."
"Hey, happiness, peace, chain?"
Huangfu Shaozong shook his head: "I have never heard of Kangle Casino."
"Oh..." Zhao Changhe knocked his head: "That shabby gambling house is far away in Jianhu. Isn't it surprising that you guys from the capital have never heard of it... What do you think, will you come with me to have fun?"
"It still doesn't work. My family is extremely harsh on this punishment... I'm afraid my sister will break my legs if she finds out. If Brother Zhao wants to go, just go."
"Okay, I'll go and play by myself."
In the wind and rain, Zhao Changhe staggered out of the restaurant: "I'm so excited. Thank you Brother Huangfu for your hospitality."
Huangfu Shaozong stood upstairs and looked down. He didn't know why Zhao Changhe went to the gambling house, but he knew why Zhao Changhe deliberately went out alone, so he deliberately didn't go to see him off.
Straight avenue, long street in heavy rain. The lanterns on the left and right swayed and creaked in the rain, intertwined with the crackling sound of the rainstorm, forming a unique symphony.
Pedestrians are few and far between, holding umbrellas and passing by in a hurry. A swaying drunken man walks in the middle of the road as if there is no one around.
If there is a flash of sword light at this time, is it particularly suitable for the occasion?
However, until Zhao Changhe finished walking the long street on a rainy night, there was no movement.
As if Zhao Changhe didn't drink enough wine, he took out the wine gourd and took another big sip, then laughed away: "The smoke in the capital is nothing more than that! It turns out that the pure Mr. Dai can bring the clearest answer. , you and I thought too much before!”
No one knows who "you" refers to. Everyone who hears it feels that it refers to themselves.
It's a pity that the real "you" is still in the Four Symbols Sect.
"Bang!" Zhao Changhe staggered open the casino door.
The guard hurriedly stopped him: "This young man, you are not allowed to bring knives into the gambling house."
Zhao Changhe looked at him sideways and grinned: "What if this is the knife I bet on?"
"Boom!" There was thunder again in the sky.
A sigh finally came from the gambling house: "No one in the capital dares to accept this bet."
Zhao Changhe smiled and said: "You don't dare to pick up the number eight on the list?"
"Don't dare, let alone the Fifth Master is not here, we don't dare to make the decision for him." The man said leisurely: "But there is no problem in letting the young master bring a knife in... A gambling house is not just a gambling house, there are The best hot spring water and the best dealer will accompany you on this trip."
"Yes, yes, you are more interesting than Huangfu Shaozong."
"A prince's family has too many concerns, no matter Huangfu or Cui Tang. I don't have that much care. When guests come, we just welcome them. Young Master please."
"Who said we are particular?" Baoqin's angry voice came from behind: "Young master Zhao is my master's friend, and he helped our family get rid of the Maitreya sect's conspiracy. The lady said that I should have received you. It's nothing more than today's incident. I'm busy, I'll just let Mr. Huangfu handle the reception for me."
Zhao Changhe twitched the corner of his mouth, what are you doing, I have something to do!
Would you be anxious to hear a dealer accompany you to the hot spring...
The man in the gambling house was also a little helpless: "Since Miss Qin said so, we have no reason to force the customers, so please do it."
Before he finished speaking, Huangfu Shaozong came in a hurry: "Well, Brother Zhao, although I can't accompany you to the gambling house, the living room at home is fully decorated, and the maid is gentle..."
Before the same words were finished, a sharp voice came from the distance: "The Queen has decreed that Zhao Changhe be invited to the palace to see her."
As if the wind and rain had stopped for a moment, Zhao Changhe laughed loudly: "What kind of queen, what kind of head, what kind of lord. I want to enter the gambling house, what does it have to do with you?"
After speaking, he ignored no one and walked in the door.
Huangfu Shaozong opened his mouth, closed it again, hugged Qin and ran away in tears.
There was an old **** standing in the distance, trembling with anger: "This is unreasonable..."