The emperor's plan: to rule the world

Chapter 876

With peace of mind, Rong Qian personally led the people with a lot of memorials to Qinglong Palace. He just knocked on the gate of the palace, and saw the door was opened from the inside, and then he met the old housekeeper's indescribable gaze.

"Master Right, why are you here at this hour?"

Rong Qian turned sideways, pointed to the box carried by the attendants behind him, and said in a very bachelor way: "These things need to be handled by the prince, and the truth cannot be handled."

The old housekeeper was silent for a long time, and then led him to see Si Zhuoyuan.

Rong Qian didn't know why the old butler had such an indescribable expression at first, until he saw the person pouring wine glass by glass in the flower hall, and he froze in place abruptly.

"Uncle Zhang, you said... Isn't it good for Zhenzhen to go up and disturb me at this time?"

Why did he feel that Si Zhuoyuan was a little dangerous at this time?

I have never seen Si Zhuoyuan who fights with others like this before, and Rong Qian is shamefully discouraged.

The old butler stood beside him, with a troubled expression on his face: "My lord...he has been drunk by Mr. Li for a whole jar of Fuyun, and Mr. Li has drunk one jar for himself, and another two jars of Nurhong."

"Uh……"

Rong Qian had nothing to say.

"But the old slave prince has always been a bad drinker. Fuyun is drunk with this kind of wine, and he can fall down after drinking two more glasses."

Rong Qian waved his hand and asked them to wait in place.

He slowly walked towards Si Zhuoyuan, and then slowly sat down beside them. Something is wrong.

Si Zhuoyuan put a bottle of wine in front of him with a bang, and his voice sounded calm: "The excellent Fuyunzui, do you want to try it?"

Rong Qian glanced at him, raised his hand, covered the wine bottle with his wide sleeves, and drank it happily.

Then he pointed at the people he brought over without changing his face, and said without changing his face: "I'm here to tell the prince, there are still many things waiting for the prince to deal with, and the truth cannot be dealt with."

Si Zhuoyuan looked in the direction he was pointing at, and said, "Let's put it aside for now, there is nothing urgent about [-] miles away, these things are not urgent."

Rong Qian nodded: "It still looks very sober."

Si Zhuoyuan didn't respond to his words.

On the contrary, Li Jin saw it, and poured it on him again with a smile: "Come on, Mr. Right, how about this young master's wine?"

Rong Qian raised his hand to drink, and then got up without changing his face: "There is still something to do with the truth, you two continue."

Li Jin followed him and stood up with a smile: "I'll see off Mr. Right."

Rong Qian waved his hand: "No need."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard a bang behind him, and Li Jin had already fallen heavily on the chair.

Rong Qian suddenly turned his head and saw Si Zhuoyuan holding his arm, his voice was light and ethereal, completely different from his usual stable image: "You don't need to see him off, he will go by himself."

Rong Qian's body stiffened for a moment, and then he looked at Si Zhuoyuan's expression carefully for a moment, then turned and left without hesitation.

By the way, he also pulled on the old housekeeper: "Uncle Zhang, let's leave quickly."

"Hey...Master Right Prime Minister, this is—"

Rong Qian turned a deaf ear.

After walking a long distance, he turned his head to look at the old butler, and asked with a serious face: "Uncle Zhang, Si Zhuoyuan...is the wine not very good?"

(End of this chapter)