Zhou Shaobai also pulled open the seal of the remaining jar of wine, followed suit, stood up straight, lifted it up and poured it hard, then leaned down and coughed for a long time. It turned out that the wine was very strong and he couldn't bear it for a while.

When Yu Qiluo saw this, she laughed: "Middle Earth man, isn't that okay?"

Zhou Shaobai was dissatisfied after hearing this, but he still coughed and his face turned red.

Mu Ningzhi quickly patted him on the back, shook his head and said, "You two live treasures, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Shaobai felt the smell of alcohol rising, his face was red blood, and sighed: "Don't you think life is too short like a flash of white horses? What's more, the turbid world is dangerous, and many people have lost their lives in vain. From then on, they will never see the sunrise in the Ming Dynasty again. For example, Mr. Chang, if he is still alive now, he will definitely drink and chat with us. Unfortunately, he will never have a chance again..."

Yu Qiluo next to him heard this and nodded: "Okay, right! I'm drunk today, and I'm worried tomorrow!"

Zhou Shaobai looked at her in surprise and said, "Hey, you are talking about this poem very well!"

"This is what my mother likes to say when drinking. If I hear too much, I will remember it naturally! By the way, don't you like to make some limericks? Come and listen!" Yu Qiluo urged while drinking loudly.

"Okay!" Zhou Shaobai held the wine jar and drank for half a jar. He stopped and thought for a long time, but he couldn't remember a word. So he sang a poem from his predecessors loudly, "Wine is singing, how much life is like morning dew, the past is full of suffering! He is generous and the worries are unforgettable! How can we relieve worries? Only Du Kang!"

Yu Qiluo couldn't understand it, but she also praised her: "Okay!"

Zhou Shaobai waved his hand: "It's not over yet!"

He raised his neck and poured it on again. Then he wiped the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and was drunk, burped, laughed a few times, looked at Yu Qiluo and Mu Ningzhi with drunken eyes, and sang again: "Qingqing Zijin..., I'm happy, my heart... but for your sake, I ponder... until now!"

Mu Ningzhi's face suddenly became hot. Fortunately, Yu Qiluo next to him was admiring and had no time to look at him.

After singing this, Zhou Shaobai shook his body three times, and suddenly the wine jar in his hand fell to the ground and became shattered. He lay on the table and started to snore.

Yu Qiluo laughed wildly and said, "I was knocked down after less than a jar! No, no! Look at me!"

Although he was already a little staggering, Yu Qiluo still remained proud. He picked up the wine jar and poured all the remaining spirits into his stomach.

Mu Ningzhi was shocked and said, "Miss Yu, you are so drunk!"

Yu Qiluo drank the wine in the jar, threw it out and smashed it to pieces, rubbed the corner of her mouth indifferently and said, "What's this? The wine in Middle Earth is still too cotton and soft. It's not like the wine in our snowy areas, it's like a stone... Hey, why, I'm a little dizzy..."

She held her forehead, shook it twice, and sighed: "This wine has a lot of momentum..."

Mu Ningzhi hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"

Yu Qiluo smiled and waved her hand and said, "It's okay, this alcoholic energy is just a little more..."

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly fell to the ground. Mu Ningzhi's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He held her into his arms. He saw that Yu Qiluo was already drunk and unconscious and fell asleep.

Mu Ningzhi looked at Zhou Shaobai on the table, then at Yu Qiluo in his arms, shook his head, and sighed: "You are so comfortable drinking. This place is messy, and you still have to rely on people who don't drink to clean up."

She settled the two of them and started to clean up the mess again. Suddenly, she frowned, turned around, and said coldly to the yard: "Who is it?"

It turned out that at some point, a figure stood at the entrance of the villa.

The moonlight like water casts the man's shadow in the yard. Mu Ningzhi looks backwards, but it's not clear. She lifts the Ice Jade Sword and says coldly: "Who is coming?"

The figure did not answer, but walked forward.

Mu Ningzhi snorted coldly, picked up the candle on the table with his sword, and gave it gently, and the candle flew towards the man.

Suddenly a ray of light passed by, and the candle's wick was split open, and the candle fire was extinguished in an instant.

But Mu Ningzhi had already seen his face clearly and couldn't help frowning: "You?"

Three days later, the capital.

A few days ago, the blood mist that was filled with killing in the palace finally slowly dissipated. The emperor got his wish and sat on the dragon throne. The eunuch party was almost completely caught in one go, and the next thing he wanted to appease the people.

After several imperial edicts were surrendered, the capital finally recovered its anger. The people hid at home for so many days, and finally dared to go out and open shops and set up stalls. After all, life has to be lived, but they just hide it at home and do nothing, and the rice jars will slowly come to the bottom.

Longhua Street finally became lively again. To be precise, it is much more lively than usual.

Because Longhua Street is a famous antique street in the capital, you can find it here whether it is jade, porcelain, lacquer, wood, or calligraphy, painting, copper furnace, purple clay stones.

If you can't even find it in Longhua Street, then this treasure is either carefully stored by others or still in the grave without seeing the light of day again.

Since the accident in the palace, more than 30% of people have entered and left Longhua Street than usual. In addition, the dealers who have hidden themselves during this period of time have rushed in, but they have been busy with the shopkeepers in shops of all sizes.

On Longhua Street, there is a shop called Shi Baozhai. The guy inside just nodded and bowed to see off a guest. He was so busy that he was sweating profusely that he finally had time to wipe it.

He scratched his head and turned around and said puzzledly to the shopkeeper who was making plans: "Shopkeeper, since the door opened today, how many customers have come in and out, they are still full of eyes."

The shopkeeper flexibly tugged the abacus beads with his fingers, and said without raising his head: "Is that so, how about it compared to normal?"

"It's about 30% more." The young man thought about it carefully before saying.

The shopkeeper picked up the brush and kept the account in the account book, while casually saying, "Isn't this clear? You can't think about it more? The 300% of the extra people are the eunuchs and their relatives who have recently missed the net. They sell the antiques from their homes into money for escape. The second type is the servants who are responsible for catching the property of these eunuchs, take advantage of this great opportunity to take advantage of the goods, sell them, and make a living. Is the third type? The official officers who are responsible for arresting the remnants of the eunuchs, come here to inspect and see if they can catch the remnants of the eunuchs and get some benefits. Do you think there is a big problem in the palace, but how much difference will there be between you and the empress dowager in the current dynasty?"
Chapter completed!