drunk spring branch

"My lord, you have paid three times this month... This is really embarrassing for us."

The Xiaoer of Zuixian Pavilion almost cried and begged for mercy.

But the begged person still keeps his ears shut and only drinks the wine in his glass.Jing Zhu crossed Erlang's legs, shook a small head that didn't look very smart, and shook the snow jade lotus fan.As if deliberately trying to let Xiaoer see the fan clearly, he swung his arms and then stretched forward a little more, the folding fan was very deliberate and contrived.

"Hey, don't worry, don't worry! Next time, King Xiang will definitely be there, so hehehe, let's take credit first, good brother, next time King Xiang comes, let's get together."

Jing Zhu closed his fan, and gave Xiao Er a look you know.

Xiao Er grabbed the corner of the white towel on his shoulders and wiped the sweat from his forehead, with a troubled expression on his face.This is the third time that this master has paid on credit this month. Although the debt is not much, just a small amount of money for food and drinks, but if he continues to owe it like this, he should be scolded by the shopkeeper for being incompetent, and he will not even come to an account.

Moreover, it is already embarrassing to always pay on credit. Xiaoer is still young, and he doesn't want to be called a good brother by someone older than himself because of pleading, saying that he has never seen such a brazen person.

The people in the private seats on the second floor drank and listened to music on credit, very happy, but the scolding had to fall on Xiaoer's head again.Sure enough, after Boss Zhou knew about it, his facial features were almost twisted into a ball, like a piece of buckwheat cake that had been left on the stove for more than a few months.

"He said he would take it on credit. Where is the Pavilion of Drunken Immortals? Who knows if King Xiang will come next time?"

Boss Zhou pouted and gave Xiao Er a slap in the face, and angrily flicked the hem of his long gown, ready to settle the score with the creditor.

Before he reached the second floor, he heard applause. It turned out that the creditor was in high spirits, applauding the dancers on the stage. He was so chic that Boss Zhou almost rolled his eyes.

Sensing that he was being regarded as a target, Jing Zhu turned his head excitedly, saw that it was Boss Zhou, immediately put on a smile on his face, filled a new glass with a glass of wine and handed it over, and blinked mischievously. He gave a casual look.

Without morals, anything is possible.

Jing Zhu has always been like this, it is only natural that he opened the Zuixian Pavilion.Boss Zhou tried to empathize with his feelings and reason, but Jing Zhu kept acting like a fool.But I don't know where his good eloquence came from. He made Boss Zhou happy several times, and he led him to chat with him for a long time.

Good guy, this guy has some skills.

Boss Zhou took a sip of his wine and continued to talk about business.If King Xiang never came, or if he couldn't settle the bill immediately, then he could only be rude. After all, although the Drunken Immortal Pavilion had to give face to the current prince, King Xiang was still a frequent visitor.But it's not vegetarian here either.

Looking around and looking around, looking around and talking about his appearance, it should be that he can't afford the drink.That's right, although he was born handsome and good-looking, he was not dressed in splendid clothes, but instead looked unpretentious and slightly shabby.He doesn't look like a dandy, but rather... a beggar picking up rags.

Alright, copy guys work!

With a snap of his fingers as a signal, Boss Zhou's face turned gloomy, and then three or five burly men came upstairs angrily rolling their sleeves from downstairs.

Something is wrong. 36 meter, go is the best plan.Jing Zhu's big eyes rolled around, and he was silently planning which window to jump from which would be easier to fall, but he turned around suddenly, and before he took two steps, he bumped into a people's arms.

Jing Zhu's nose was sore from being bumped, and he couldn't help bending down and crying.This is good, he was caught straight, and he couldn't escape.

But what's the matter with such a good smell?

A burst of dark fragrance fills the nose, not strong but soothing and reassuring. It is an elegant sandalwood smell.The lower body of the man in front of him can be seen, the white clothes are fluttering, and the world is refined.

Wait... the smell of sandalwood?

"Oh, hello, my lord! Are you free to come to my Drunken Immortal Pavilion today? I made you laugh, so please take your seat."

Boss Zhou's voice suddenly became flattering.

Oh man.

Jing Zhu clicked his tongue, rolled his big eyes, curled his lips and hummed softly.

I have to say that the smell of sandalwood is really good, especially at this time, it smells very good.

"what are you doing here?"

Ming Xuanyu frowned and raised his hands, looking at the impending chicken and dog jumping in front of him with complicated emotions, and sized Jing Zhu several times.

Hey, this guy, so he can talk?When I rescued him, I thought he was dumb.

When it comes to acting, Jing Zhu is very good at it.Hearing the question, he immediately sighed with tears, covered his face with his sleeves, and muttered in his mouth that he was desperate. He hadn’t had a full meal for three to five months. There were old and young in the family.

Boss Zhou on the side blushed with anger and wanted to dismiss it several times, but King Xiang was standing beside him, and it seemed that the two of them really knew each other. Easy to handle.

Fortunately, Ming Xuanyu didn't say much, and generously handed Boss Zhou a few gold ingots, waving his hand to signal him to let it go.After taking the gold ingot, Boss Zhou was naturally sensible, with his eyes shining brightly, he ordered Xiao Er to serve the most elegant seats with good wine and food.

It's different for being a prince.

Looking at the golden ingot, Jing Zhu almost drools down three thousand feet.Thinking about the need to have some backbone in front of the prince, he shook his head, pretending nothing happened and hummed a little tune.

"Please."

Ming Xuanyu stretched out his hand elegantly and politely, indicating that please take a seat.

Just what I want!Although Jing Zhu looked calm and breezy on the surface, he just smiled and made a polite gesture, but in fact, he was already happy in his heart.

No amount of wine is enough.

Although this prince can speak and is not dumb, he is also really taciturn.Jingzhu is like a noisy cicada on a summer tree, zier zier zier wah, while Ming Xuanyu is as stable as Mount Tai, only occasionally talking to each other.

Jing Zhu picked up the wine cup and took a sip, it was a bit difficult.Could it be that the princes are all so cold?Or is the posture of chatting wrong?

Glancing at the snow jade lotus fan at hand, Jing Zhu thought about it.Since drinking can't pry his mouth open, it's better to talk about something he's interested in.

If it's just something for fun, Boss Zhou shouldn't be able to understand the identity at the first sight.This thing should have some weight, so that these people can understand the identity of the prince at a glance.

"Then what... my lord, are you married?"

Jing Zhu put a grain of salted peanut into his mouth, and asked while chewing.

"Not yet married."

Ming Xuanyu's face was still calm, without wind or waves, and he just took a sip of the wine in the wine cup elegantly.

"Yeah, it really belongs to the princess...ah, isn't it?"

Jing Zhu scratched his head, slightly surprised.

Because the fan is exquisite, lifelike, and has an elegant sandalwood fragrance, Jing Zhu thinks it must be a woman's object.Thinking about it now, there is no rule that a man's fan should not be delicate or use a lotus.The smell of sandalwood must also be because the prince has been carrying it with him for a long time, and the fan has also been stained with sandalwood over time.

But having said that, even if it's not a precious personal belonging, you can't just refuse to give it, can you?A few meals of wine and food are enough, and they are not in the same way, so there is no need to get too entangled.

So Jing Zhu lightly pushed the Snow Jade Lotus fan forward, and Ming Xuanyu also complied with passing the fan lightly to metabolize with wine.

"This Zuichunzhi is a good wine, with a long aftertaste, delicate and long. Thanks to the prince, I am lucky to have a sip."

Jing Zhu raised his eyebrows, and drank the wine in the glass with a smile.

"If you like it, I'll send someone to send some over there. It's also a thank you for taking them in last time."

The corner of Ming Xuanyu's mouth finally twitched into a smile, but it was just a standard courtesy.

Anyway, I didn't expect to get anything anyway, it was a matter of convenience, like taking in a cat or a dog.A few altars of drunken spring branches can also satisfy your hunger.

It can be seen that Ming Xuanyu cherishes this Snow Jade Lotus Fan very much.If it is not belonging to the princess, then whose is it?Although Jing Zhu was a bit curious, but he couldn't stand this prince, who was too cold, immortal, and refined, with a look of avoiding strangers, not eating the fireworks of the world, not like chatting with Boss Zhou , I could hardly continue the conversation several times, even if I wanted to say something, I was suffocated by the coldness of the opposite party.

When leaving the Zuixian Pavilion, Jing Zhu did not forget to tell Boss Zhou proudly that all the Zuichun branches ordered by Lord Xiang must be delivered to his residence on time, and there must be no mistakes.Boss Zhou looked at this man's sullen expression, he was furious and helpless.

"Hey, you can't drink with a fan in the future."

Jing Zhu curled his lips, threw the broken bamboo hat and the big basket behind him with one hand, and walked out the door leisurely.

Satisfied with wine and food, continue to pick up trash.