When a man has cigarettes and wine, he has a story.

The two men smoked and drank incessantly, so this story was destined to be very long.

Starting today, Fusu has a new understanding of Zhao Kun.

Although the two are nearly fifteen years apart, there is no barrier to communication.

When the conversation got excited, a burst of obscene laughter would break out.

The more we talk, the more we become more speculative, and the more we talk, the more we talk.

"call......"

Fusu took a puff of cigarette and said with emotion: "Kundi, I haven't been so relaxed for a long time!"

He was a little cautious at first. After all, he had been the eldest son of the emperor for so many years, and it was the first time he was so unrestrained.

But after smoking a few cigarettes, he found that he liked the taste.

Coupled with the influence of alcohol, the stagnation accumulated before was also swept away along with the smoke ring.

"Ha... Brother, you have a good capacity for drinking. It's just that the alcohol content of today's wine is too low and it doesn't taste good. I'll get some strong wine another day and let's have another drink!"

Zhao Kun blushed and said with a silly smile.

In his previous life, he had a pretty good drinking capacity. He thought he could do Fusu, but he drank half a bottle and became completely confused.

It's the kind of soul that thinks I can drink a pound of beer, but my body only has the capacity of a bottle of beer.

He was already dizzy from drinking, and Fusu kept smoking, which made his mind even more confused, and he even gave incorrect answers.

But Fusu didn't care, he just shook his head and smiled, then picked up the cup and stretched it in front of Zhao Kun: "Here, cheers!"

"Cheers... cheers!"

"when!"

After drinking, Fusu lay on his back on the soft cushion and puffed away smoke with Zhao Kun.

"Kundi, where did you get this smoke? Is there any more?" Fusu asked, blowing out the smoke.

He liked this cigarette very much and wanted to get more from Zhao Kun and take it to Jiuyuan to smoke with Meng Tian.

Zhao Kun's mind was already confused. When he heard this, he immediately realized that he still had one more chance to draw a lottery.

So I clicked the lottery button directly in my mind...

"Ding, get two steamed buns."

"???"

Zhao Kun was so angry that he almost sobered up from the wine.

Good guy!

I have been planning so hard for three months, and this is it?

Zhao Kun felt that such a moth system was deliberately working against him. After three months in Qin Dynasty, the best thing he smoked was the falcon, and the worst thing he smoked was not a pack of cigarettes...

But two steamed buns.

Yes, you heard it right, the system actually pulled out steamed buns... Damn! Do you dare to trick me more?

Zhao Kun is tired.

My mood also collapsed.

He doesn't want to plan anything now, he just wants to indulge once. If he doesn't indulge, he will probably be pissed to death by this system.

"Brother, do you want something exciting?"

"Stimulate?"

Fusu was stunned: "What kind of stimulation method?"

"The most ideal state for a man is to smoke, drink, and have girls. We only smoke and drink. It's really unsatisfactory..."

With that said, he picked up Fusu and said, "Let's go and take you to see the girls. Those girls are good at singing and dancing. They are so beautiful!"

When Fusu heard this, he thought Zhao Kun was going to take him to see the dancer he had trained. He suddenly became interested, stood up unsteadily and said, "Okay, big brother will accompany you to see it."

At that moment, the drunken brothers left the courtyard and smoked as they walked. The palace maids and eunuchs on the road looked as if they had seen ghosts and ran away in fear when they saw them.

The imperial guards wanted to step forward to stop him, but when they saw it was Fusu, they turned away and pretended that nothing happened.

After all, Fusu was the recognized candidate for the crown prince, and no one wanted to offend him.

Just like that, under the horrified eyes of everyone, the two brothers stepped into the gate of a palace called Qiongyao Palace.

This palace was Ying Zheng's entertainment place, and the dancers in it were all specially trained for Ying Zheng.

Zhao Kun knew about this place and discovered it by accident.

At that time, he didn't know where this place was, but the girls inside were very beautiful, so he often came to watch it secretly.

Later, after Wu Cheng reminded me, I realized that this was my cheap dad’s entertainment venue.

However, thinking that my cheap dad was already seriously ill, he was not in the mood to play, so he took Fusu here while he was drunk.

As soon as Fusu stepped into the palace gate, he felt something was wrong, but Zhao Kun was surprisingly strong and pulled him in: "Brother, look, are the girls here pretty?"

Fusu: "......"

"Haha, these beautiful girls stay in the palace all year round, dancing that no one appreciates. It's really pitiful. Let's play with them today!"

Fusu: "..." Are you crazy? These are all the women of the father!

Only now did he realize that his little brother was indeed no ordinary person. He actually said such treasonous words in front of everyone. If this reached the ears of his father, wouldn't it irritate you and me to death?

"No, no, no, let's go back!" Fusu waved his hand quickly and pulled Zhao Kun out.

The drunk Zhao Kun was determined to indulge. When he saw Fusula himself, he gave up. He reached out to grab the door frame, raised his head and shouted at the stunned dancers in the hall: "Sisters, dance up."

ah!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole place fell silent.

Everyone present looked at Zhao Kun and Fusu strangely.

Fusu raised his hand to his forehead, feeling terribly embarrassed.

And just the movement of raising his hand gave the signal to the musicians and dancers, and they really started dancing according to Zhao Kun's wishes.

But the moment he heard the sound of the piano, Zhao Kun frowned: "Can we play some exciting music?"

"What exciting music?" a musician asked curiously.

"Here, give me the piano!"

Zhao Kun staggeredly grabbed the guzheng, held it against his chest, and played it as a guitar a few times.

Then he pointed at the dancers and sang: "The flower in my heart, I want to take you home..."

“…”

"Come on, Aribaty, let's have fun together!"

Suddenly, a strange tone echoed throughout the hall.

Buzz——

When the dance music started playing, everyone in the audience was buzzing.

At this time, Zhao Kun was already twisting his body.

The dancers looked at Zhao Kun in disbelief.

Is this your Majesty's prince?

How could you do such a shameful thing in public?

Seeing that Zhao Kun was not only swaying wildly, he also took the initiative to pull Fusu to sing and dance together.

"Kundi, are you trying to anger father?"

"How could it be, brother?"

"Then what's the purpose of doing this?"

"Carpe Diem!"

"???"

Several question marks slowly appeared on Fusu's forehead.

Zhao Kun blushed and said with a silly smile: "Brother, you go to the border and you can be free and happy, but I have to stay in the palace to eat and wait to die, so miserable!"

"Life is short, whether you want to be an emperor or a commoner, it is not something you and I can decide..."

"Instead of walking on thin ice every day, thinking about things, why not have some fun and have a good time!"

"Come on, draw a dragon with me on the left;

On your right, draw a rainbow (walk up)..."
To be continued...