Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

After three drinks, the faces of the two people at the dinner table had turned red.

The smell of alcohol sprayed between words is enough to make someone who is easily drunk sleep directly under the table for a night.

"Master Zhao, this wine tastes good."

"It tastes good, it does taste good, but to be honest, the intensity is a little bit uninteresting."

"It is really the fault of the lower official that he has little knowledge..."

"It's not your fault. This jar of wine is really good. I like it very much."

"Then Xiaguan still has the last jar, so let's give it to Mr. Zhao. Xiaguan really doesn't know how to taste wine. If you keep it here, it will only be a waste..."

Zhao Zheng's face was red now and his mouth smelled of alcohol. When he said this, there was really no convincing evidence.

But Luo Pan nodded quickly.

Ordinary people like to brag when they drink too much, let alone adults.

And at this moment, let alone how happy he felt.

It's good to be drunk, so you can live up to the good wine he specially collected from his collection.

The simple jars of high-strength wine that he had spent a lot of money to obtain had a huge effect in his hands.

Right now, Zhao Zheng is the biggest fish caught with these jars of wine.

"It's inappropriate, it's inappropriate. As officials of the imperial court, we shouldn't do these fictitious gifts."

But Zhao Zheng quickly waved his hand at this moment, indicating that he would not accept it.

However, Luo Pan saw that Zhao Zheng refused, but his eyes were still looking at the wine glass. He understood and could start the net.

His pupils turned in a circle for an instant, and then quickly used the current energy to bring up another topic.

"Master Zhao, I know that all the adults who come from the Holy Palace are knowledgeable."

"And just recently, Xiaguan saw a few pieces of calligraphy on a street stall. The brushwork and painting skills on them really looked like the work of everyone."

"I wonder if I, the official, have the honor to get Master Zhao's help to taste it a little bit."

"To relieve the itch in my heart during this period of time."

Zhao Zheng nodded after hearing this, but did not speak. He still looked at the empty wine glass in front of him.

"Oh, Mr. Zhao, you see, this official didn't think well and was just talking. Come on, I'll give you another drink."

"Hahaha, good, good, full!"

Only then did Zhao Zheng put a smile on his face.

Luo Pan also smiled.

The wine glass was filled, and there was not much wine in the wine jar. When it was placed on the table, it made a few final clinking sounds.

The ups and downs in Zheng Zhi's heart were exactly the same.

"It's over. Mr. Zhao has been corrupted by this dog official."

"what should I do?"

Zheng Zhi looked at the waiters standing around the wine table. After looking at these people, he knew that he would definitely not be able to beat them.

So what to do?Ask for help from the Jin Yiwei adults standing outside Luo Pan's yard?

But what is the reason for asking for help?

Nothing happened to Mr. Zhao now.

But you must do something!

"Come here, help me enjoy Master Luo's calligraphy and paintings together!"

Just as Zheng Zhi was about to make a move, Zhao Zheng was shaken to his feet. At this moment, he felt relieved.

Because Zhao Zheng was resting on his shoulders, but he didn't feel any pressure.

It was obvious that Zhao Zheng could stand very firmly on his own.

Master Zhao is not drunk!

Zheng Zhi was worried for a long time and finally let go.

But another question also arose at the same time.

Why did Mr. Zhao pretend to be drunk?

Could it be that he wanted to use this drunkenness to find evidence that Luo Pan was a corrupt official?

It must be so!

Zheng Zhi acted well and pretended that he was working hard, while giving himself affirmation in his heart.

……

study.

"Master Zhao, please!"

"it is good."

Stumbling, Zhao Zheng entered the study.

Zheng Zhi looked up and felt that the lights in the study were dim at first, but before he could speak, he felt a gust of fragrant wind drifting around him.

"Master Zhao, Xiaolian will hold the lamp for you!"

"Row!"

"With Miss Xiaolian holding the lamp, Mr. Luo's paintings and calligraphy today can be fake or real!"

Zhao Zheng's eyes immediately fell on Wang Xiulian.

Luo Pan saw and heard this, and a smile instantly appeared on his face.

Today, this matter is settled.

It seemed that his guess about Zhao Zheng was correct, and so was his plan.

There are also people in the Holy Mansion.

Drinking and sex can best amplify their desires.

But there must also be appropriate scene etiquette.

"Master Zhao, these are the paintings and calligraphy."

"The lower official is not very knowledgeable. After finishing his official duties every day, he only thinks about whether he can go out to pick up people on the street and subsidize his family's income."

"Unfortunately, we spend a lot of money on calligraphy and painting, but we can never get the original work."

"Alas, but having said that, the most valuable calligraphy and calligraphy treasures in our Sun and Moon Dynasty must be from the hands of the saints and great sages of the Holy Palace."

"But the calligraphy treasures of saints and great sages, I definitely don't have the qualifications to see them."

"Therefore, I would like to thank Mr. Zhao for the favor today and for being able to borrow your eyes!"

On the big desk, the waiter has already placed a picture of flowers and birds.

"Please!"

"Then I'll come and take a look!"

In fact, Zhao Zheng doesn't know anything about flower and bird paintings. Over the years, under the influence of Liu Ji, his calligraphy has improved a lot.

As for the pictures?

He only admired the picture of a chicken pecking at rice.

But who was Luo Pan and how could he embarrass him?

At first glance, the picture of flowers and birds on the table looks like a masterpiece.

But as soon as Wang Xiulian brought the lamp closer to her, a rough imitation was instantly revealed.

"Master Luo, it seems that when you entered this painting, Miss Lian'er was missing to hold the lamp for you!"

"It seems that the official made a mistake."

Luo Pan's ears twitched slightly, instantly knowing Zhao Zheng's level.

He used his left hand to signal the waiter before, but this time, he used his right hand.

Next, it’s time for calligraphy and painting to take turns on stage.

Naturally, every one of these paintings is fake.

But their styles were all different, which opened Zheng Zhi's eyes. He wondered where Luo Pan had made so many fake paintings and why.

"Watch it well and experience it well."

"Yuck~~~"

Under the cover of pretending to retching, Zhao Zheng finally said a second sentence to Zheng Zhi after entering Luo Mansion.

"Experience..."

Zheng Zhi knew that Zhao Zheng was giving him homework.

But how to experience it?

Before Zheng Zhi could find a clue, Luo Pan had already started the next step.

"Master Zhao, I didn't expect that Xiaguan's stupidity would actually find some fakes."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for waking me up in advance!"

"From now on, I will never touch these calligraphy and paintings again."

"By the way, Mr. Zhao, I also have a few calligraphy and paintings of wild animals in the mountains. I always thought they were treasures, but now it seems that they are also fake."

"Why don't you use it to buy a bar for Mr. Zhao!"

"This wine is not gold or silver. Mr. Zhao, you must accept it. It will cost a lot of silver to find someone to appreciate it. Today, I have already taken advantage of you!"

This is Luo Pan's fourth attack.

"Then the official is disrespectful."

But who would have thought that Zhao Zheng nodded directly without waiting for Luo Pan to continue.

Even Luo Pan wouldn't be able to fix it.

Why don't you refuse?

But when he thought about it carefully, he found that the wine he drank made people dizzy, and the 'niece' beside him made people feel distraught.

Coupled with this unique ability to identify preferences with fake calligraphy and paintings that are always beneficial.

That's as it should be.

"Xiao Lian, send Mr. Zhao to the guest room to rest!"

"Master Zhao, it's getting late, so you can rest here for the night!"

Luo Pan squeezed Zheng Zhi away without leaving a trace, and took over Zhao Zheng, who was "unsteady on his feet."

"My lord, I have also arranged a guest room for you!"

Zheng Zhi wanted to refuse and wanted to remind Zhao Zheng.

But he saw Zhao Zheng's hand behind his back waving to him.

"Lord Xero!"

……

"Master Luo, has Miss Lian'er ever been married?"

"Master Zhao, no, even the subordinates are worried, but Master Zhao, don't worry, she will serve others."

"I have wronged you, Mr. Zhao."

"If you're not aggrieved, then why are you still here? I'm going to rest."

……

“It went so smoothly that I didn’t expect!”

After Luo Pan left the guest room where Zhao Zheng was, he was no longer drunk.

At this moment, he was only excited, waiting for the final blow tomorrow morning.

"General Zhu? Hahaha, you will no longer be the boss."

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