blue shirt oath

Chapter 325 Drunk
"The old man is not drunk!" Kou Zhun broke free from the servant girl, "The old man wants to drink three more jars of it! The old man is happy, the old man is happy!"

Mrs. Kou was originally in the backyard, but when she heard the commotion here, she hurried to the front yard.

Seeing that Kou Zhun was so drunk and talking nonsense, and hearing what happened during the banquet from Du Qingshan, he felt sad for a moment, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

The concubine Qian Tao also wiped her tears.

"Sir, don't drink any more!" Mrs. Kou raised her voice, angry and pitiful.

Seeing this, Kou Zhun laughed and said, "Ma'am, why are you here? You don't allow me to drink? Hey hey hey, you didn't see me teasing Ding Wei by pretending to be drunk just now. His face is bruised and as woody as plastic. It's really satisfying." , please everyone!"

"Master!" Mrs. Kou shook her head and said, "Ding is a treacherous villain. We just don't want to associate with such people. Why bother to provoke him?"

"That's right, Ding Zhi is relying on the sacred favor, and the flames are overwhelming, the master should be careful." Qian Tao also said.

Kou Zhun didn't care about it: "Ding said that if you care about the old man's drunken speech, it will make the world laugh. Madam, Qian Tao, you don't have to worry about it."

Mrs. Kou and Qian Tao couldn't help crying when they saw that Kou Xiang was drunk.

Mrs. Kou said, "My lord—"

Kou Zhun was irritated when he heard this, he shook his sleeves and said, "Okay, okay, you guys go down, the old man is not drunk, I want to talk to Zhaoyan and Shenzhi."

Mrs. Kou and Qian Tao left worriedly.

When there were only the three of them left in the living room, Du Qingshan said: "Teacher, the student has something to say, I don't know whether to say it or not."

Kou Zhun took a look at Du Qingshan: "Tell me."

Du Qingshan said: "When the students first met their mentor, the mentor used his own strength to fight against Chanyuan, refusing all opinions, and invited the holy emperor to personally conquer, and only then did he win the battle of Chanyuan; He was a great hero in the hearts of the students just now, but now, facing Ding Wei, the mentor can only pretend to be drunk and tease him, which really makes the students regret."

Du Qingshan knew that ever since his mentor came to Beijing to be rehabilitated, he had been oppressed and squeezed out by Ding Wei everywhere. He not only accepted the post of envoy of Yuqing Zhaoying Palace against his will, but also had to participate in the expansion of Yuqing Zhaoying Palace.

Although the emperor gave his mentor a face, he listened to Ding Wei in everything. Although his mentor had a face, he had no power.

It is precisely because of this that these days, my mentor is depressed, drinks at home every day, and rarely even asks about the affairs of the prime minister's mansion.

These words were so serious that Kou Zhun didn't realize it for a while.

Then he waved his hands pretentiously: "Calling thieves with wine, don't be funny!"

"Men, I think back then that my mentor was full of anger and pride, so why drink away his sorrow now—" Du Qingshan wanted to say something more, but Gu Yi pulled him back and shook his head at him.

Du Qingshan had no choice but to stop.

"Swallowed with anger, haha, full of pride..." Kou Zhun murmured, and drank another glass of wine, "I just drank an extra glass of wine, and you keep chattering, I'm just drunk, what's the harm? Liu Ling "Ode to Wine Virtue" will be passed on for thousands of years!"

"Master, you are the Prime Minister of Taiping, not a celebrity in troubled times, how can you be compared with Liu Ling?" At this moment, Qian Tao came over with sober soup, "Master, you should listen to what Zhaoyan said. How to talk about you."

"The big tree attracts the wind, and the old man is the prime minister. An Neng does not attract people's discussion. Talking about it in the streets is not enough to listen to."

"Master, in the past, the nursery rhyme in the capital was 'If you want to win the world, it's better to summon Kou Lao', but now there are two more sentences, 'I hope Kou Lao will come, people cry and demons laugh'."

When Kou Zhun heard the words, his heart was shocked, and then he pretended to be calm: "Young people in the market, make up nonsense!"

　It is too difficult for me. The new job works more than 15 hours a day. From before nine o'clock in the morning to after twelve o'clock in the evening, I am almost studying, studying, and studying.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)