Classmate, he always spread dog food with the tyrant

A few days later, the Imperial College notified Qi You that they would return to school. This was the last chance to enter the school. The masters would give you an overview of the idea of ​​Chunwei policy theory, and then pass on some ideas for the palace examination.

More importantly, this is also the last opportunity for everyone to gather together and take classes together. After today, the announcement of the rankings will be close. Some people will be named on the gold list, some will be named Sun Shan, some will be permanently stationed in the capital, and some will be assigned to unknown places. Naturally, it is not easy to think of intimacy as a window when you are abroad.

After listening to the master's explanation, Qi You felt a little more confident. His writing was clear and his arguments were not too different from what the master said, so his grades would not be too bad.

After listening to the class, Wei Jiuchao and others immediately gathered around: "Ah You, where have you been running these days? We have been wild in the mountains for several days, but we have not seen you."

Qi You changed the subject: "Did you go to the hot spring that Xiao Qiao soaked in that day?"

"Of course." Immediately someone spoke up: "A dozen of us went together. It was really pleasant to reminisce about the beauties in the hot spring water. Ah You, it's too bad for you not to come these few days."

Qi You narrowed his eyes and said, "You just have to have fun."

"We plan to go to the Spring Wind Building together today." He Er said with a smile: "There are many Le Ji in the building, and I heard that there are some from the Western Regions, Ayou, you can go with us."

"There's no need to discuss it, you have to go today!" Wei Jiuchao put his arms around his neck, as if to kidnap him: "Half of our classmates are here, and I heard that even the masters have gone."

"No way!" Qi You immediately started to rage when he heard about Chunfenglou: "Isn't that a place to drink flower wine? How could the master go there?"

"The business in Chunfeng Building is also different. The second floor is elegant. Those singers are very talented. They are born with good voices and are good at rhythm. They can sing your poems euphemistically." He Er said: "This kind of Qing The ladies are very popular, and the masters often take poems to them, and regard singing with them as a pleasure."

"Ah You, you haven't been there yet, have you?" Immediately, people surrounded him with rare and strange things: "Which of the princes in the capital has never been there? If you only found out today, you would have missed the whole world!"

This is not like going to drink flower wine, but like meeting with an artist.

Someone directly kidnapped morality: "Ah You, this is the last time for the classmates to get together. You have already left us once, so you can't act alone this time, right?"

Qi You also wanted to meet the singers of the Western Regions, but because of Yong Chi, he didn't agree rashly, and asked, "A few days ago, I always saw my classmates going to Chunfenglou as companions, so it turned out that they were just singing girls. Discussing the rhythm of poetry, then... this is not going to drink flower wine, right?"

"Of course it doesn't count." The classmate said, "Even if you drink a few glasses of wine, it's still a courtesy exchange between friends. How can it be related to Huajiu Goulan?"

Wei Jiuchao didn't say much at all, and directly grabbed Qi You and walked out of the school. Qi You saw that most of the whole hall had gone, and under the lively atmosphere, he couldn't express any objection, so he half pushed and half went with his classmates. Arrived at Chunfeng Building.

Although Chunfeng Building has long been famous, Qi You has always been unfamiliar with this place. Whether it is before or after wearing the book, he is relatively ignorant and immature about this matter. Today, when he stepped into the Chunfeng Building where the red yarn hangs and the fragrance is lingering, he was at a loss. , the classmates chatted and laughed, selected familiar girls, and pushed and pushed upstairs together.

Qi You was sandwiched among these people, and like some of his classmates who came to Chunfeng Building for the first time, he looked confused and had a sense of being restrained.

The second floor is quite elegant, a group of people sat around the screen, some of the singers were holding pipas, some were playing guqin, and they sang poems and ditties as the window said.

Qi You gradually relaxed, sipping the wine in his glass with a calm expression on his face.

Unexpectedly, after singing the song, those girls flew among them like butterflies flying around, talking and sitting down with a smile. A few of them have already been booked for all hours today, and Wei Jiuchao has already paid them all the money that should be given. These women don't have to worry about it, and naturally they only play around with the young men they like.

In the blink of an eye, several women in colorful dresses appeared beside Qi You.

The woman saw Qi You restrained, and immediately approached with a smile, "Is this your first time, sir?"

Qi You's hand holding the wine glass froze slightly: "...um."

"This is our signature amber wine." The woman slowly poured the nectar into Qiyou's cup, and said with a smile, "Let Xiaolian offer you a cup."

Qi You blinked: "I don't drink flower wine."

"This is not Huajiu, and my lord, please don't treat me as a dishonest person." The woman seemed to be very wronged: "Guozijian always has people coming to play, and Xiao Lian is close to the lords because of her sincere admiration."

As he spoke, the wine glass held in his slender hand was delivered to Qi You's lips.

Qi You had just walked into the Chunfeng Tower, and the guards following him had rushed back to the palace to report to Yongchi.

"Drinking flower wine?" Yong Chi smiled softly, but his tone was somewhat awe-inspiring: "You see clearly, does he really have the guts?"

"My subordinates can see clearly that it is indeed the young master." The guard said clearly: "Many people from the Imperial College have gone, and the young master should have a good time. The subordinates followed in front of the Chunfeng Tower and saw it with their own eyes. The young master entered the door of the Spring Breeze Tower."

Yong Chi was not very angry, but closed his eyes, and wrote lightly: "He is promising."

"Then... what should I do, my subordinate?" The guards couldn't figure out whether to arrest Qi You directly: "Young master should still be in the building right now, as long as His Majesty orders, this subordinate will immediately go with you .”

"He wants to have fun, can I stop him?" Yong Chi snorted coldly, "Do you know what he's doing inside?"

"Young master went up to the second floor. As far as my subordinates know, they should have a dinner together, play the piano and drink flowers and wine."

"Look at him, don't be alarmed." Yong Chi said: "Find a chance to catch him here, and just keep it from him."

The guard immediately knew what Yong Chi meant, and took the order to retreat.

In the Chunfeng Tower, between pushing glasses and changing glasses, after drinking for three rounds, the woman was still sitting next to Qi You to persuade her to drink. Before, she felt that this young man was young and would definitely let herself be manipulated, but Qi You looked kind, but his eyes were full of emotions. There was always a three-point indifference and alienation, which made her dare not persuade her deeply.

Not long after, someone stood up and proposed to clink glasses together. He Er and others also came to drink with Qi You. Qi You exchanged greetings with them and drank the wine in the glass.

Not long after a glass of wine entered his throat, Qi You felt dizzy. He was already incapable of drinking, so he never drank excessively. How did he know that although there was only one glass of wine in Chunfenglou, it was a strong brew.

Seeing the redness at the end of his eyes, the woman knew that he was already very drunk. She was on the fringes of the party, and she had seen many men drunk, but she never thought that a man could be so provocative when he was drunk. Turn around, fill up the wine glass again, and hand it to Qi You's lips.

Wei Jiuchao turned his face to see him like this, and immediately knew that he was half drunk, and saw the woman only staring at Qi Youling's blushing cheeks, his heart tightened immediately, and he came over to support Qi You: " you're drunk?"

Wei Jiuchao didn't lie, these women don't deal in flesh and blood business, he reserved the place just to have fun with some buddies, and let these people sing songs to add to the fun, who knows that there are so many people here today, many of them hinted at it as soon as they entered the door Staying overnight, and Qi You is so cute, how could he keep an eye on him?

"Go back and sleep for a while." Wei Jiuchao regretted bringing Qi You to this kind of place, helped him out, and went to the quiet wing room on the fourth floor: "Is there anyone in the capital who can go to this floor?" A few, you can sleep here for a while, no one will disturb you."

Qi You rubbed his eyes, and said in a slightly drunk voice, "I don't want to spend the night here."

"I know, I'll come to you after I deal with them." Wei Jiuchao handed him a cup of sober tea and said, "After drinking this tea for a while, I'll come right after."

Qi You was holding the teacup, surrounded by silence, he was a little sober from the wine, sat down on the side of the bed, and waited for Wei Jiuchao to come back with peace of mind.

The window was wide open, and the early spring wind was still a bit chilly. Qi You was about to get up and close the window, when a faint voice of conversation was blown in with the wind: "Although our shop is secret, we must be more careful. Many people have seen it, and now that the crossbow is made, I don’t think it matters whether the tricks are added..."

The cool air blew past, and Qi You couldn't help shivering slightly. He walked back and forth around the corner, looking for the direction from which the voice came.

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