MTL - The Book of Troubled Times-Chapter 244 How many times have I looked at Hou Wang

  Chapter 244 I once set my sights on King Hou

Seeing Zhao Changhe's drinking binge by himself, Huangfu Shaozong was very speechless. This guy really put on a perfect look. If this wave can be famous in Jinghua, everyone's gifts may account for half, and he himself The pose you create is the other half.

  Why don't listen to the name, don't use a knife, don't stand up, use one hand, have too little wine.

   He's already pretending to be coercive, but he does have the ability to be arrogant. If Huangfu Shaozong doesn't make a move 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 youths of the capital—why the Qianlong list is the Qianlong list.

  There are tens of thousands of warriors in the world, and two or three hundred are on the list, why?

   It is not far ahead of its peers, so why is it called Qianlong? It is not a track at all, let alone Zhao Changhe, who is also at the forefront of Qianlong!

  Especially when Zhao Changhe was at the top of the fifth and sixth levels of the entrance, he stood out from a group of peers with seven or eight levels of potential dragons, and people knew why.

   There is nothing in the name.

  Don’t talk about other people, even Huangfu Shaozong gave up the idea of ​​fighting Zhao Changhe at this moment, he found that he might not be able to beat him. It's okay to maintain the face of being two places higher than him. In a real fight, what's the use of being able to force out his knife, and give away your ranking for nothing... That's real hospitality.

   It’s still as good as it is now. While others are in awe of Zhao Changhe, his eleventh is also highly regarded, isn’t it?

  Amidst the silence, the younger brother carried the new wine jar upstairs with admiration, put it in front of Zhao Changhe, nodded and bowed: "Our shopkeeper said, this wine is for the shopkeeper, as a respect for the hero."

  Huangfu Shaozong twitched the corners of his mouth: "What's wrong with the young master's lack of money?"

   "No, no, absolutely no such intention."

  Huangfu Shaozong patted a piece of gold leaf again on the table: "Go, take another ten altars, and the signature dishes will be served quickly! I am treating you, and I made it for you? I am not stupid."

  Zhao Changhe laughed dumbfounded: "Brother Huangfu, whether you invite me or not, I am very grateful to you."

  Huangfu Shaozongruo looked at him meaningfully for a while, then sighed and said, "Isn't it a stage for you to show yourself in front of you?"

  Zhao Changhe clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Brother Huangfu is also a wonderful person."

  Huangfu Shaozong gestured to the left and right: "Take them out."

  The servants of Hou's mansion stepped forward one after another, and carried the challenger down the stairs. After the atmosphere was quiet for a while, Huangfu Shaozong finally regained his composure, and poured his wine leisurely: "Brother Zhao, isn't it a bit too ostentatious?"

  Zhao Changhe had a half-smile but not a smile: "Isn't this the stage staged by Brother Huangfu?"

   "I didn't expect Brother Zhao to be so reckless and arrogant. I thought he would be a little more low-key and modest...after all..."

   "Onlookers clap their hands and laugh at the madness... What's wrong with being sparse, what's wrong with being crazy?" Zhao Changhe raised his bowl again and drank it down: "It's all here, what's the use of shrinking? If there is only this little trouble, it will disappoint me instead."

   "Boom!" Dark clouds gathered, thunder and lightning, and heavy rain.

  It was completely dark.

  The noisy restaurant became quiet, the rain outside the window hit the terrace, and there was silence inside.

  Huangfu Shaozong couldn't hide his admiration in his eyes, this person is so interesting, no wonder his sister let him get in touch more.

It seems that when this person enters the capital, there will be turmoil... However, he is sitting on the balcony here drinking wine, and the whole capital is dead silent. Except for the young people who came to challenge Qianlong, there is no such thing as the expected turmoil occur.

  It was as if a person with six layers of entrances had suppressed a capital city.

  Although I knew it was not the case... He entered Beijing unexpectedly, and others were unexpected, and even what kind of attitude should be used to treat him may require a day or two of intense disputes before any results can be reached. And each has their own scruples, such as his Huangfu Shaozong's identity and the noble concubine standing behind him, have they already proved a certain tendency?

   If someone makes a shot, will someone else intercept it, and then everything will be on the table, who wants it?

  The royal family's battle for succession should be done carefully, no one dares to take the lead easily. Xia Longyuan is still alive...

  So he let him laugh and scold wildly, and the capital was silent.

  Where did the tiger's den and Longtan come from, but that's all!

  Obviously knew the reason, but Huangfu Shaozong couldn't help admiring him. Going to Beijing at the sixth level of the Xuanguan, as the leader of the wind and cloud, facing countless lists of heaven, earth, people, and powerful forces, who can do this?

   Falling into the eyes of those who care about it, it almost declares who is better than me in today's domain!

  Tang Wanzhuang watched quietly on the tower in the distance, her beautiful eyes gradually blurred. On the other side opposite her, Suzaku raised his arms.

   "Brother Huangfu." The cups were mixed, and the night was getting darker. Zhao Changhe seemed drunk: "Is there a casino here? My little brother is free to gamble."

  I thought you were going to ask if there are prostitutes here... Opposite is Yihonglou, I'll give you a ride there, and my sister can't scold me, so why ask the casino?

   I haven't heard that this person is good at gambling... Could it be that he is gambling with his life?

  Huangfu Shaozong's thoughts turned, and he said slowly: "Yes... the end of this street, just around the corner, is Anle Casino."

   "Yo, Kangle, Anle, chain?"

  Huangfu Shaozong shook his head: "I've never heard of Kangle Casino."

   "Oh..." Zhao Changhe tapped his head: "That broken gambling house is far away in Jianhu, it's not surprising that you young masters in the capital haven't heard of it... How about it, come and play with me?"

   "I still can't, my family is extremely strict with this punishment... I'm afraid that my sister will break my leg if she finds out. If Brother Zhao wants to go, it's up to him."

   "Okay, I'll go play by myself."

  Amidst the wind and rain, Zhao Changhe staggered out of the restaurant: "I'm done, thank you Brother Huangfu for your hospitality."

  Huangfu Shaozong stood upstairs and looked up and down. He didn't know why Zhao Changhe was going to the casino, but he knew why Zhao Changhe went out alone on purpose, so he deliberately didn't go to see him off.

  The straight avenue, the rainy long street. The left and right lanterns sway and creak in the rain, interweaving with the crackling sound of the rainstorm, forming a unique symphony.

   Pedestrians are few and far between, with umbrellas passing by in a hurry, and a staggering drunk walking in the middle of the road, as if there was no one else around.

   If there is a flash of sword light at this time, isn't it especially suitable for the occasion?

  However, until Zhao Changhe finished walking the rainy night long street, there was no movement.

Zhao Changhe thought he didn't drink enough, took out the wine gourd and took another big sip, then laughed and said, "Jinghua Yanyun, that's all! It turns out that the pure Mr. Dai can bring the most straightforward answer. , think too much!"

   No one knows who "you" refers to, and everyone who hears it thinks it refers to themselves.

  It's a pity that the real "you" is still in Sixiang Sect.

   "Bang!" Zhao Changhe staggered and pushed open the door of the casino.

  The guard hurriedly stopped him: "My lord, you are not allowed to bring knives into the gambling house."

  Zhao Changhe squinted at him, and grinned: "What if I bet on this knife?"

   "Boom!" There was another thunder 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, "Don't you dare to take the eighth place in the Tianbang?"

"No, not to mention that the fifth master is not here, we dare not make this decision for him." The man said leisurely: "But it's okay to let the young master bring a knife in... The gambling house is not just a gambling house, it has the best hot spring Shui, the best croupier, will accompany you on this trip."

   "Not bad, not bad, you are more interesting than Huangfu Shaozong."

   "There are too many scruples in the prince's house, no matter Huangfu or Cui Tang. I don't care so much about recklessness in my generation. When guests come, they just welcome them. Please, my lord."

"Who says we're particular?" Baoqin's angrily voice came from behind him: "Young master Zhao is a friend of my young master's, and he helped our family break the Maitreya conspiracy. Huangfu Xiaohou Ye will receive it on his behalf."

  Zhao Changhe twitched the corners of his mouth, what are you doing, I have something to do!

   Should I be anxious to hear a croupier accompany the hot spring...

  The person in the gambling shop was also a little helpless: "Since Miss Qin said so, we have no reason to force customers, please go ahead."

   Before he finished speaking, Huangfu Shaozong came in a hurry: "Well, brother Zhao, although I can't accompany you into the gambling house, the guest courtyard at home has been fully furnished, and the maid is gentle..."

   Before finishing the same words, a sharp voice came from a distance: "Queen Yizhi, please see Zhao Changhe in the palace."

  As if the wind and rain had stagnated for a beat, Zhao Changhe laughed loudly: "What queen, what head, what lord. What does it have to do with you if I want to enter the gambling house?"

   After speaking, he ignored everyone and walked in the door.

  Huangfu Shaozong opened his mouth, closed it again, and ran away holding the piano and crying.

   An old **** stood in the distance, trembling with anger: "It's unreasonable..."

  (end of this chapter)