surnamed Wang

Chapter 42 Drunkenness
Back in Hong Xing's room, the two people in the room were chatting passionately, seeing Wang Bingquan coming, Hong Xing couldn't help asking:
"Why has Prince Wang gone for so long?"

"It's a tuba size." Wang Gingquan replied simply and rudely, regardless of whether the other party was a girl.

The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became awkward, and Wang Bingquan also realized that his answer just now was a little too much, because his mind was full of the words of the woman in Tsing Yi just now, so he was naturally a little guarded against Hong Xing, and now he felt a little regretful and hurriedly opened his mouth to ease the atmosphere.

"Chatting is too boring, let me teach you to play a game."

"what game?"

Pan Ziqian was obviously very interested. After all, Wang Gingquan had too many secrets, and there were even more strange things. Since he could tell it, he must have never seen it before.

"Come on!"

Wang Gangquan snapped his fingers, and then a tortoise came in with a stack of cards in his hand.

After receiving the cards, Wang Gingquan spread them out on the table, and saw that each card was written with a number like "One, Two, Three, Four..." until "Shi San". This stack of cards is exactly a deck of cards This card was specially made by Wang Gangquan just now, with uppercase numbers instead of Arabic numerals, so there is no need to teach them how to read.

Hong Xing obviously also became interested, picked up a playing card, "What is this painting, Mr. Wang?"

"That one is a ghost."

"Ah!" Hong Xing screamed and threw it out.

Wang Gangquan Wanyue picked up Xiao Wang who was still on the ground, "I'm sorry, but I didn't make it clear that this card is an ace card, also called a ghost card, it's just a name."

"Oh..." Hong Xing caressed her chest that was thumping from fright just now.

Wang Gangquan stared at her undulating chest and was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Wang?"

Pan Ziqian's words brought him back to reality, only then did Wang Pingquan realize that Pan Ziqian was looking embarrassed, and Hong Xing on the opposite side was blushing from his stare. Wang Pingquan, conscious of losing his composure, began to change the subject, and introduced the rules of the game in a serious manner.

"This game is called Fighting the Landlord. The rules are very simple. The three of us take turns to draw cards, and leave the last three cards untouched. Whoever thinks his cards are good can be called the landlord. Others can also grab the landlord, but every time he grabs the landlord, he has to double. The person who gets the landlord at the end can get those three cards, and then the other two will play the landlord together, whoever finishes playing the cards first will win, understand?"

After Wang Gangquan finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at the other two people. Although he felt that he had made it clear enough, the other two people looked confused.

"It's useless to talk too much, you'll know once you come here."

After the start, Wang Lingquan introduced to them the rules of three belts and one, even pairs, straights, bombs, king bombs, etc. With the rules that the two of them were familiar with in actual combat, they had a great time playing.

After playing five games in a row, seeing that the other two were familiar with the rules, Wang Qingquan opened his mouth and said.

"It's boring to do this, why don't we play lottery?"

"Brother Wang wants to play with money?"

"We are not the ones who are short of money, how about it, how about a drink if you lose?"

Pan Ziqian hesitated, and just about to speak, Hong Xing nodded first, seeing the other girls agreed, if he was a big man, if he was still shy, if it spread, wouldn't the Pan family's face be embarrassed? Lost it all, so Pan Ziqian gritted his teeth, who is afraid of whom!
Seeing that the two of them had no objection, Wang Gingquan snapped his fingers, and Mr. Gui came in with a jar of wine, it seemed that this fellow had already prepared it.

Soon, the competition between the three began. At first, Wang Gangquan could win a few more hands with his experience advantage, and then as the other two gradually became proficient, all three of them won and lost. Altar wine has bottomed out.

"Come on!"

Soon, two altars of the apricot blossom wine brewed by Zuixinglou were carried into the house again, and the three continued to play cards. It was the first time for Pan Ziqian and Hong Xing to experience such a fun game. They were so addictive that their eyes were still red. It is high spirited.Pan Ziqian has become wild and unrestrained since he had a glass of wine, and his yelling sound is comparable to that of a countryman. Although Hongxing is a woman, she has lived in this fireworks place for many years. Having defiled her innocent body, how could she remain unstained like she is now, so she only had flushed cheeks, but she didn't appear drunk.

Wang Gangquan saw that the other two were drinking more and more, so he originally planned to take the opportunity to get Hong Xing drunk so that he could ask some questions conveniently.But looking at this posture, if he was dizzy, the two people on the opposite side might not have something to do, so he repeated his tricks, took the opportunity to escape, and went out of the room to find Mr. Gui who was outside the door.

"The apricot blossom wine is too weak, go and make two jars of stronger wine."

Immediately, he handed Mr. Gui 100 taels of silver, Mr. Gui took the money, his eyes lit up, and he hurried down to do so.

After a while, Mr. Gui brought three jars of spirits into the house, and then gave Wang Gingquan a "you understand" look, but Wang Gingquan was confused, this kid wouldn't be drugging inside, right?
Wang Gingquan first poured himself a glass, and only then did he realize that the apricot blossom wine he drank before was less than 50 alcoholic, and although these jars were brewed from cheap materials such as corn and sweet potatoes, the alcoholic alcohol had reached more than [-]. The wine was replaced with high-grade wine, and Pan Ziqian and Hong Xing were already numb from drinking. They didn't even know that the wine had been secretly changed, and they still drank one glass at a time.

Soon, the power of Gao Gaojiu was revealed. First, Pan Ziqian, while drinking, suddenly fell headlong on the table, apparently drunk too much. Qing fell asleep, but Wang Gingquan seized the opportunity to get close to Hong Xing.

"Miss Hongxing, can't you drink anymore?"

"I can still drink."

Done!Generally speaking, it means drinking enough.

"I've heard that the girls in Zuixinglou are not as good as Chunlailou."

"Fart, Chunlai Building is full of vulgar fans. Their oiran is Liu Ruying, who became famous ten years ago. She is almost 30 years old now, and she still supports her appearance."

"The boss behind that family is the young master of the Household Minister's family, no one can compare to him in terms of status."

"Fart, no matter how big he is, how can he be bigger than our boss? Our boss is the third son of King Anbei, how old is he as a servant of the household department?"

Hong Xing was indeed drunk, not only drunk, but also eloquent, shaking out what should be said and what should not be said.

Hearing this, Wang Gingquan narrowed his eyes. Sure enough, the third son of King Anbei was not as incompetent as he showed, but instead learned from his father's city.

"Then who did your boss meet in the brothel?"

"Who have I met... seen..."

Hong Xing seemed to be very drunk, she couldn't think anymore, and just kept repeating Wang Gangquan's words.Seeing that there was nothing he could do about it, Wang Tingquan put Hongxing on the bed and covered her with a quilt, while he carried Pan Ziqian, who had been unconscious for a long time, and went out.Although I have gained something tonight, my doubts have not diminished but instead increased: why Pan Zijian pretended to be a waste, what role Hongxing played in it, and what is the identity of Qingxing who reminded me.

Everything that happened tonight caused Wang Gangquan to fall into deep thought again.

After Wang Gangquan went out, Hong Xing, who was still drunk and sleeping soundly, opened her eyes at this time, her eyes were clear, and she was not even half drunk.

(End of this chapter)