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Chapter 495: The King's Mansion

(Thank you very much to ‘Little Madman’ for your generous support and monthly ticket support.)

"Oops! I just forgot, the first wine that is steamed cannot be drunk, it is for mixing with wine..." Wang Junlin slapped his forehead and lost his voice.

Squatting down and patting the drunk Pei Yuanqing on the shoulder, Wang Junlin said apologetically: "Fortunately, this guy is a master of martial arts and his body can withstand it. Otherwise, other people would not drink it all at once."

Vomiting blood..."

"Hehehe... so light rain, so good wine..." Pei Yuanqing lay on the ground and slept soundly, with drool at the corner of his mouth and a silly smile.



More than an hour later, Pei Yuanqing woke up and covered his head, curled up on the ground and shouted for help. Even the master who had failed in his career couldn't stand the strength of the wine. Wang Junlin realized that the first time he made wine, he probably failed...

However, it doesn't matter. As expected, the process needs to be improved. For example, the cooling process needs to be more thorough and the distillation process needs to be more complete.

"The wine you brewed is indeed good. I have never had a wine that was poured in one sip. It's just that this wine is too strong. How can I drink it if it's poured in one sip!" After the wine was over, Pei Yuanqing praised him vigorously.

I don't know if it was the aftereffects of being drunk, but he seemed to have completely forgotten how painful it was to wake up drunk and feel worse than death.

"What Yuan Qing said makes sense. I'll improve it a bit and let you taste it before brewing it later. That girl Xiaoyu is a little special, and it's hard for you to get her. It's better to live in a state of drunkenness and dreaming every day, which is also a great pleasure in life...

"

Pei Yuanqing's expression changed and he hurriedly looked up at the sky: "Well, it's getting late. My grandpa specially told me to go home for dinner today... Say goodbye and stay here."

It was a lame excuse. Pei Yuanqing, who had never been afraid of drinking, chose to shrink from alcohol for the first time due to his previous experience.

Wang Junlin was anxious: "Who will test the wine after you leave?"

"Drink it yourself!" Pei Yuanqing said.

"Yuan Qing is joking. This is my first time brewing wine. Who knows what it is brewing? You know, I am known as a poisonous general and a poisonous lord. What if I drink it and get poisoned?"

"I..." Pei Yuanqing looked blank, then turned around and ran away, his face full of anger.





With the help of Nie Xiaoyu, Wang Junlin spent three days researching and experimenting, and finally brewed the 52-degree wine that Nie Xiaoyu said. Early this morning, he took Nie Xiaoyu and more than 20 guards to visit his patron.

Wang Yanglin. Of course, the highlight is the two jars of spirits he brought.

There was no carriage ride today. Both Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu were riding horses. Since the latter was so beautiful, she still dressed up as a man. It was still early and Wang Junlin had not taken a good stroll around the capital this time.

However, in view of the goal of Goulan in the next step and the power he wanted to covet, he planned to take Nie Xiaoyu to completely put down his thoughts and take a tour of the capital of the Sui Dynasty.

Everyone is busy, busy doing business, busy bargaining. When the common people face the nobles, they always have the meanest look and attitude. The nobles are naturally always aloof, as if they are superior to others.

This is the capital city of the Sui Dynasty, but the status of common people in the capital city is not the lowest. Any common people, even if they are poor and cannot have enough to eat, will have a bit of arrogance when facing Hu Shang. Camels must be tied up outside the door.

, take care of things by yourself, if you lose it, don’t look for it in our store, dust yourself off first when you come in...

Wang Junlin watched all this quietly. Although the people were exploited and oppressed by the nobles, the court and government controlled by the nobles could at least bring order to the world and the people could still live their lives. But after ten years

Over the years, since Yang Guang's first eastern expedition to Goryeo, the order of the Sui Dynasty began to be chaotic, and even collapsed in the end. In just a few years, the population of the Sui Dynasty would drop sharply by 60 to 70%. On the battlefield

Those who died, those who died of starvation, those who died in wars, those who were killed by alien invasions, those who died from natural disasters, etc. By then the whole world will be corrupted.

Whether it is for himself and the people he cares about, or for the poor people to die less, he has to do something, and he is alone. Although he has gained some power in the past two years, compared to the seven sects and five surnames,

There is still a huge gap between the families. No matter what you want to do, you must first have a huge power, and no matter what kind of huge power you have, you can't do it without the support of huge money. Today I went to see Yang Lin with two jars of strong wine.

, just for this matter.





The patron's palace is just south of the palace. It is very large, covering an area of ​​nearly a hundred acres. It is located very domineeringly on the main street directly opposite the imperial city. Even the door is three feet wider than other people's homes. There is a black background hanging on the lintel.

The gold-lettered plaque is inscribed by Yang Jian in his own handwriting as "The Palace of the Patron." Two rows of sergeants stand at the door, making the mansion even more majestic and solemn.

Wang Junlin stood far away at the other end of the street, looking at the backing prince's mansion like a giant beast entrenched, thinking that this was a real powerful family. Although his Qin'an Hou Mansion was not small in size, it lacked this kind of rich heritage.

, and this kind of background represents a huge network of contacts, financial resources, and power.

Arriving in front of the palace of the patron, Wang Junlin quietly stared at the gate of the palace. Wang Junlin's eyes flashed, and then he handed a greeting card to the doorman who came up to him.

The doorman was very polite and welcomed Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu into the living room at the entrance, and then ran in to report to the master.

Not long after, the somewhat old but still heroic laughter of the patron king Yang Lin came to my ears: "Wow hahahaha, I didn't expect you to come to see me today, old man, someone, call Shu Bao over to see you.

Guests, then serve wine and food! Serve good wine and good food!”

Just like when he went to Han Qinhu's house a few days ago, Wang Junlin was pulled towards the house by Yang Lin. However, after taking a few steps, he noticed that Nie Xiaoyu, who was following Wang Junlin unhurriedly, was being pulled by him.

The perfect-looking man was startled, and said in a daze: "Who is this little brother? He is so handsome. I think Yang Jian's idiot grandson must have had a conflict with you at the East Palace Night Banquet a few days ago because of him!"

Wang Junlin took the opportunity to get rid of Yang Lin's clutches and said: "Old Prince Mingjian, this is my younger brother, Nie Xiaoyu."

"Okay, you are all my distinguished guests, let's drink together." He said in his mouth, and then stretched out his two hands, trying to grab Wang Junlin and Nie Xiaoyu and walk together, but the two did not dodge and let Yang

Lin pulled on, but the problem was that Yang Lin couldn't pull Nie Xiaoyu away at all. The former looked shocked and tried again, but Nie Xiaoyu still couldn't move at all.

"Hey! You're a kid. You're not tall, and your body is as thin as a woman's. You're quite heavy." Although Yang Lin is in his fifties, he is a master of external martial arts. Although he is very strong,

It was not as good as Yu Juluo and Yu Wen Chengdu, but it was still a thousand pounds. At this time, Wang Junlin let go of Wang Junlin, and tried several times with all his strength, but he couldn't pull Nie Xiaoyu away at all.

PS: I have also seen the comments made by several brothers in the mobile APP circle. In order to maintain a few threads throughout the later period, there is indeed more preparation recently than before to maintain a fast pace. I will pay attention to corrections. Thank you all as always.

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