Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

Xiao Cui was half-hearted in accepting the dirty talk, which made Han Ye even more interested, and he directly stuffed his hands into her clothes.

"Come on, come on, let's drink!" Seeing this, Zhang Jingwei wanted to help out, so he picked up the wine glass and invited everyone to drink.

Unexpectedly, Han Ye was almost losing control. Gao Fei was already ready to draw his sword, and the heavy armor behind him was staring at him.

"General, wait a minute, don't be anxious..." Before she could finish, Han Ye kissed her directly. Xiao Cui was now pale and couldn't control her tears.

"Beauty, you are so beautiful. I can't wait to spend the night with you." Han Ye's eyes were red, and he felt like he could eat Xiao Cui alive.

Zhang Jingwei felt very uncomfortable watching this. He couldn't tell whether he was jealous or heartbroken, but in any case, his anger was piling up layer by layer.

"Hey! Let go!" Zhang Jingwei shouted unconsciously.

Han Ye was confused.

I thought: Didn't he give me this beauty as a gift? Is he going to regret it?

Han Ye stopped what he was doing.

Zhang Jingwei coughed twice to ease the embarrassment. Now he finally realized the profound meaning of "a little impatience will ruin a big plan."

Zhang Jingwei expressed his displeasure and admonished, "How rude... Your building is so elegant, how can you be so vulgar? Do you still want to have sex in public?"

After hearing what Zhang Jingwei said, Xiao Cui ran back to her original seat with a wronged look on her face and threw herself into Zhang Jingwei's arms.

"Ah? This young lady is so beautiful that I...I couldn't help myself!" Han Ye said ashamedly, scratching his head with a blushing face.

Xiao Cui's eyes filled with tears. She said aggrievedly, "The young master has promised me to you, why did you hurt me?" She lowered her eyes and began to complain, "And you were frivolous to me in front of so many men. This shows that you don't care about me at all, and you don't care about the young master at all."

The smell! It was so delicious! The smell of tea could really reach the third floor.

"No, absolutely not. Please forgive me, sir!" Han Ye begged Zhang Jingwei for mercy.

Xiao Cui was seen throwing a tantrum in Zhang Jingwei's arms, crossing her arms and pouting as she said coquettishly, "Hmph~ Anyway, I'm only serving one man tonight. Here's some good wine, and it would be too boring to drink it dry like this."

After saying that, Xiao Cui turned to look at Zhang Jingwei and said affectionately, "Sir, why don't you play some elegant music? If you think those songs are vulgar, I can play them myself!"

In fact, Xiao Cui's plan was just to prevent Han Ye from taking advantage, so she came up with this idea, to be the entertainer herself, and let Zhang Jingwei and the others take care of the drinking!

Zhang Jingwei thought to himself: She is a lady from a noble family after all, she knows everything!

"Okay, then I'll have to trouble Captain Han to arrange it." Zhang Jingwei smiled and turned to Han Ye and said.

Han Ye was also not vague. He took out all the musical instruments, including the qin, zheng, se, ruan, pipa...

Xiao Cui chose a guqin with more than twenty strings.

Gently stroke the strings, turn the axis and pluck the strings a few times, and the emotion is already there before the melody is formed.

The melodious sound of the piano echoed in the air like mountain streams, and everyone was intoxicated by it.

Han Ye couldn't help but be attracted by it, and his original desire gradually subsided.

Zhang Jingwei took the opportunity to suggest: "It's a rare occasion for us to get together today, why don't we play finger-guessing games to help us get in the mood for drinking." Originally, he wanted to suggest writing a poem to liven up the atmosphere, but it seemed that he was the only one present who read more books.

And to be honest, he really can't recite many poems.

Everyone responded, and for a moment, the atmosphere in the building became lively.

Xiao Cui sat quietly aside and changed the tune to a higher-pitched song. She watched the interaction between Zhang Jingwei and Han Ye and felt secretly happy.

She knew that her plan had succeeded, at least temporarily avoiding Han Ye's harassment.

But at this moment, Zhang Jingwei felt a ripple in his heart.

He began to re-evaluate the seemingly weak woman in front of him. Perhaps, she was more than just a lady from a wealthy family...

"Hello, brothers! Five top leaders, six six six!..."

This finger-guessing game means two people punch out numbers from one to five at the same time, and the one who guesses correctly wins.

In fact, it is quite simple. He studied with Master Li for a long time. In the beginning, he was also stupid. Master Li often scolded him for missing half of his brain and being unable to perform punches.

After that, he practiced hard and finally one day he succeeded in suppressing Master Li.

Generals like Han Ye who have been in the army for a long time are naturally also masters of finger-guessing games, but they are still slightly inferior to Zhang Jingwei.

After a while, several liters of wine were drunk, and Han Ye burped with satisfaction.

Yi Feiyu asked the guard about the time, and it was already past midnight.

Time passed quickly, and if he continued drinking like this, he probably wouldn't get drunk even if he drank until dawn.

Zhang Jingwei decided to go all in and get him drunk.

"I heard that Captain Han can drink a lot of wine every day, but I think that's just bragging."

"I'm not bragging. Sir, you don't know that I not only drank a bucket of wine, but also rode out of the camp... It's hard to say what happened after that." Han Ye was already drunk and began to speak staggeringly.

Zhang Jingwei picked up a jar of wine and shouted, "I don't believe it! I boast about my extraordinary drinking capacity. If you want to prove that the captain is not bragging, you dare to challenge me!"

Han Ye laughed wildly and said, "Hahaha, I'm not as good as you young masters in writing...but when it comes to drinking..."

"But the beauty said that she would only serve one person tonight..."

The eye contact between the two men produced the spark of a duel between men.

The two of them were in a stalemate.

It's not that Han Ye was scared, but this prince was a little strange. He felt that he was somewhere! And the driver's eyes were murderous. They definitely came here on purpose.

Seeing the two people in a stalemate, Xiao Cui finished the song and simply pulled down the outer collar of her draped robe to reveal her shoulders. She stood up charmingly and started to dance!

"General, do you want to see me dance?"

She looked at Han Ye, with a gentle light in her eyes, as if it could melt people's hearts.

The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, with a hint of charm, and her misty eyes were almost thickened.

This little girl can dance!? Zhang Jingwei's doubts intensified.

"Yes, of course I do!" Han Ye looked infatuated.

Sure enough, after a series of moves, Han Ye was hooked into a black carp. Because of the alcohol he drank, his saliva was flowing out.

Seeing this, Zhang Jingwei picked up a pipa and said, "In that case, I will play for you, my lady. However, I will only play what I know."

Everyone was surprised that Zhang Jingwei actually knew music theory!

In fact, when he was in college, Zhang Jingwei joined the folk music club. His daily routine in the club was to listen to young ladies singing. In order to pursue the girl he liked in college, he practiced guitar in the activity room all night long.

Hard work pays off, and he really did succeed, although he didn't get the girl...

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As soon as he got the pipa in his hands, Zhang Jingwei regretted his decision: "This is completely different from the guitar!" People say the pipa is the ancestor of the guitar, but the tone of this ancestor is so different.

Zhang Jingwei swallowed and tried to find a chord, but there was always a voice in his head.

"Dial it, dial it, it will feel great!" This was some kind of inexplicable psychological suggestion to him.

He can find the pitch without a tuner, and the president told him that this is called "absolute pitch"!