Cang Ri Qing Lan

Of course, Shen Haozhe didn't want to be pissed off, so he chose to ignore everyone's attention and divert the topic - some misunderstandings would only get darker and darker:

"This should be Lei Jiao, Mr. Lei, right? The prince and Mr. Lei are actually acquainted?"

"What Mr. Lei, I'm a rough person, and Mr. Lei is about the same!" Reluctantly recovering from his shock, Lei Jiao laughed, "It turns out that this is really the legendary Prince Yi! Since we have met each other now, we naturally consider it We got acquainted!"

"That's true," Cang Lan also laughed heartily, "I'm even more impressed by what you said just now, Brother Lei, I'm afraid I won't be able to forget it in the future."

"My lord really flatters me! You are a person who does great things, how can you remember my jokes?"

Shen Haozhe only listened to the torrents and undercurrents between the two of them talking, they didn't look like they were on good terms anyway, why would they be together again... He looked at Cang Lan, the man looked at Lei Jiao with his head upright and laughed amusedly, then suddenly looked at Shen Haozhe blinked:

"I'm just a poor man who has been displaced. How can there be any big things? I don't know if the general wants me?"

Shen Haozhe was startled, and then his face darkened. It is easy for anyone to hear the accusation in his tone:

"The lower official has always believed that the prince will come back—if the prince has not forgotten Daxun, forget that Changzhou is your fief."

After all, he ignored Cang Lan because he was stunned by what he said, and said:

"I don't know why Mr. Lei asked me to come here this time?"

"...Cough, there was something to do, but now it's gone." With a dry cough, Lei Jiao quickly turned his astonished eyes away from Shen Haozhe with embarrassment, and shouted loudly: "Shopkeeper, serve me a few jars." The strongest wine! It is worth celebrating to see the prince and the general today! If you don’t get drunk, you won’t go home!”

Yanguilou is indeed the best restaurant in Yongle, and even the staff are exceptionally nimble.Cang Lan glanced at the sea bowls and jars of spirits that were quickly brought up, and raised her eyebrows helplessly:

"Brother Lei has nothing to do, but I want to discuss it with you."

"Do you know why I'm looking for the general?" Lei Jiao laughed, followed Cang Lan's example and raised his eyebrows, and continued pouring wine into the bowl.

"Aside from the equipment and horses needed for war, Brother Lei's business has nothing else to do."

Hearing this, Lei Jiao laughed loudly:

"It's easy to talk to smart people—then, my lord, do you know why I don't talk anymore?"

"because I?"

"It's such a pleasure talking to you, my lord!" He patted Cang Lan's shoulder suddenly, as if they were too familiar with each other: "Because of the conditions I want, after you come back, my lord, the general will never agree again. "

"You have business to pass through Changzhou." Cang Lan also naturally took Lei Jiao's hand on his shoulder, and stuffed a sea bowl into his hand, thinking for a while: "You want to use the river channel of Changzhou .”

"You agree?" Lei Jie enthusiastically moved the wine bowl to the other hand, and continued to rest it on Cang Lan's shoulder.

"If you want me to say..." Cang Lan finally turned around, Lei Jiao's sparkling eyes were really innocent, so he also smiled brightly:

"Even if Brother Lei you fuck me, no, no."

Such a hard and soft nail, even a thick-skinned Lei Jiao felt a little too much.If you have something to say, laugh so thrillingly, even if his face can bear it, his heart can't bear it, so he paused, and then he laughed twice:

"... Then you should know why I didn't talk about it?"

"I don't know." Cang Lan gently picked up Lei Jiao's hand on the shoulder again, put it on the table, and said with the same smile, "Why do you borrow the way to do business with others, but not me?"

The originally quiet private room became even quieter. Everyone present seemed to be waiting for the answer to this question. Lei Jiao paused, and slowly, a hint of cunning appeared in his bright eyes:

"Good wine first, let's talk about all the business after drinking! My lord! Let's make three big bowls first!" Probably only he could laugh loudly under Cang Lan's staring eyes - smashing the jar directly on the table,

"Third brother, you also come over to toast everyone!"

Tu Laosan next to him immediately brought a bowl of wine, raised his head towards the people around Cang Lan, threw his neck back, and wiped his mouth eagerly.Lei Jiao also held up the sea bowl at the same time:

"My lord, General! Please!"

Shen Haozhe hesitated for a moment, looked at Cang Lan, saw that he still had no intention of moving, and heard Lei Jiao say:

"Wang Ye looks down on our brothers?"

"It was the strongest alcohol, I thought it was Brother Lei who was determined not to have anything to do with me, and was planning to get me drunk so I could get away?" Cang Lan still didn't move, and said casually as if joking:

"Or as long as I can drink Brother Lei, I can do business with you?"

"My lord, do you think you can drink me?"

He didn't deny it.Lei Jiao seemed to lose interest in joking all of a sudden, and squinted his eyes to stare at the wine in the bowl that was always full. The wine kept shaking around the bowl, but it never overflowed.This delicate balance is very similar to the current situation, but sooner or later, variables will come:

"Okay! Just as the prince said! If you are a man, you have to be happy! Please!"

Shen Haozhe frowned, Xing Ye, who was standing behind Cang Lan, moved, and Yi Yan stretched out his hand:

"Your Highness Lan, let me come..."

"Since it's my bet with Brother Lei, of course I have to drink it myself,"

Smiling, Cang Lan held down the bowl that Yi Yan was about to pick up, "Otherwise, Brother Lei would agree."

"My lord, you really understand people!"

Lei Jiao laughed, and poured down a bowl of wine in one gulp,

"However, lord, if I win, what do you have to give me not only Zhiji, but also the waterways of Yanhe River and the customs clearance documents of Xiaocheng?"

The general was startled, looked at the two of them, and finally said nothing, because Cang Lan had already slowly picked up the bowl:

"it is good."

It's not good at all, the general is secretly thinking, which means that if he loses, he will allow the surname Lei to enter and leave Changzhou freely. How can such a playful gamble convince the public?

What's more, he still gambles with people like Lei Jiao.

Lei Jiao started as a soldier in the army, from the rudest soldier to the most forthright general, no one can drink more than him, and it has even become one of his signatures, he was surprised at first How could this strange prince have not heard of his rumors, but now it seems that he is not ignorant.

The proof is the eyes.

Bowl after bowl of spirits poured into his stomach like water. Lei Jiao couldn't remember how many bowls he drank, and he couldn't remember why he drank. He only felt that there were more and more objects around him, and they were still Inexplicably shaking.

But he could still see those silver eyes.

When those eyes drank the first bowl of wine, they seemed to be three-point drunk, but after drinking an unknown number of bowls, they were still only three-point drunk.

However, Lei Jiao felt that he was still awake, and he found that the hand of the young prince holding the bowl was already shaking.

He was right, how could a noble young master be able to fight against this knife-like liquor, he couldn't be fooled by those eyes, now he just waited for the opponent to fall down.

The strange thing is that no matter how much he shook his hand, the wine in it never spilled out. On the contrary, the bowl in his own hand couldn't reach his mouth, and he poured all the wine.

"...Okay...Okay...Wine...Drinking capacity..."

Picking up the bowl inarticulately, his head was already dizzy, Lei Jiao looked at each other's bowls with difficulty, his heart pounded, and finally the bowl in his hand loosened, and it swayed on the table.

"Looks like Brother Lei needs to rest."

"My lord! You can't drink too much! Our family can't drink big brother, but you can drink him to the ground! Our family has convinced you!"

Tu Laosan stared dumbfounded at Cang Lan tilting down the empty bowl, and was about to come over to set up Lei Jiao, when Shen Haozhe said:

"Then please invite Mr. Lei to stay at my residence, so that the prince can discuss with him tomorrow."

Originally, he planned to forcibly detain Lei Jiao if Cang Lan lost, but now it seems that he only needs to find a sedan chair.

Thinking about whether to call Duoyi or not, he looked at the man carefully, but he still didn't see anything unusual about him, but when he stood up, he seemed to feel something and shook slightly.

"My lord...?!"

Shen Haozhe gave him a hand, and was immediately taken aback by the scalding heat on his hand:

"You drink too much!" In his memory, this person has always been cool.

"...Everyone says that little Bie is better than a newlywed, and Hao Zhe also knows that he loves me."

"...You can still speak clearly at this time, or I should really admire your drinking capacity."

Or maybe it was the rationality constructed by unknown means, Shen Haozhe supported Cang Lan's waist, trying to put him on his shoulders, but soon found out that he was wrong.He felt something on the table 'crash' fell all over the floor, Cang Lan directly pushed him down on the table, pulled his belt with his hands, and the whole person was also pressed up, the strong smell of alcohol followed the almost gnawing Looting poured into the mouth together.

The general froze,

"...If you have the opportunity to be so close to the general, what's the harm in drinking more?"

It wasn't until the joking whispers reached his ears that he pushed Cang Lan away like an explosion, and a double sky of ice and fire quickly appeared on his face:

"you're drunk!"

"Don't yell so loudly..."

Being pushed staggeringly, Cang Lan covered her head in pain. Although she really wanted to appreciate the embarrassment of the general, he felt that the sound was no less than a bomb. Fortunately, someone caught him in time.

"Yiyan?"

"It's me, Your Highness Lan."

After confirming the other person's face, Cang Lan subconsciously blurted out:

"...I'm so dizzy..."

"Do you want it? Is it hard?"

"……feeling bad……"

Shen Haozhe was unaware that the person who was full of aggressiveness just now leaned quietly on Yiyan's shoulder, his voice slowed down, and finally he looked drunk: "...I can't move...I really want to sleep ..."

"His Highness Lan..."

Yi Yan quickly hugged the person in his arms tightly. He had never seen Cang Lan get drunk before, and he always felt that the current appearance was very unusual, so he couldn't care less, picked up the person and walked out.

Seeing that Xing Ye also followed out the door, Shen Haozhe wanted to catch up.He already understood in his heart that Cang Lan was indeed too drunk to hold on, this foolish prince still likes to show off in such inexplicable places...but...was the scene just now his illusion?I always feel that Cang Lan has something reserved for everyone, but only gave it to the Yiyan Standard Association...?