Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The noble circle of Wang Ting version is really chaotic.

"It's reliable enough. You, who are feared by the court lady, can make a reliable evaluation. It should be a good thing for the Zeng family to rely on the son Ce."

Zeng Ran laughed and said: "But Young Master Ce can't follow Lu Buwei's old path. Lu Gong's influence is so great that he can't even live in retirement, which makes His Majesty the King of Qin forced into an embarrassing situation where he can't even think about Lu Buwei. The Zeng family can now At least, this little tree, Your Majesty, will not be swept away by His Majesty as trash in the next few years, but who can say for sure what will happen in the future?"

"He's not Lu Buwei."

Miss Lingshi got up, her black hair fell down, her expression returned to the ancient well without waves, like a calm spring at the bottom of the valley without any waves.

Walking to the door, he took the coat handed by the waiter and draped it over his shoulders.

"I'm on business, so I can't stay with you for long, please forgive me Zeng Shangqing."

"Ugh……"

Zeng Ran looked back at the almost untouched banquet, feeling sorry for himself, turned around and put on a coat.

Zeng Ran smiled and said: "Forget it, it's a pity that the meal is off. I'll see you off, the car will be faster, and I will pick up Brother Zhong on the way. And I have also seen with my own eyes the reliable little Highness Ling Shi said. Will Ling Shi still refuse to go with me?" car."

"Greatful."

Miss Lingshi glanced at her, nodded her head and thanked her, and got into Zeng Ran's car.

Chapter 420 Despair is only a moment

North Sea of ​​Qi State, the first port.

When the sun was in the middle, the abandoned Concubine Yu was still asleep, guarded by the imperial guards and not being snatched by wild animals.

The huge ship docked near the first port, and the rest of the fishing boats automatically turned to the second port when they saw the Qin flag, and the singing and laughing on the deck were over.

The young guard was driving steadily, and from the corner of his eye he glanced at the woman sitting with the head of the house from time to time, and was immediately brought back to his senses with a "cough" by the companion beside him, and a tacit smile, the young man's cheeks were hot.

"My lord, the children of my Zeng family seem to be fascinated by you." Zeng Ran teased kindly: "Although he is a guard, he is also a descendant of the Zeng family. People have hooked their souls."

"It's boring."

"After all, with a hero like His Highness Ce, there should not be many people who are more interesting than that young man." Zeng Ran laughed.

"..."

Seeing her continue to remain silent, Zeng Ran felt a little uneasy in his doubts.

Miss Lingshi quickly arrived at the nearest coastal port in Zeng Ran's car. Because of the rush of roads near the port, she got off the car and walked towards the iconic fleet with Zeng Ran, the head of the family.

"It seems a bit impolite to go to see Young Master Ce empty-handed."

It was rare for Zeng Ran to make a mistake due to God's will, and he was quite annoyed at the moment.

"No need to prepare, the boat smells of alcohol, I can probably foresee what will happen."

Miss Lingshi frowned, and boarded the ship's gangway with a "da——da——".

Lifting her skirt, Zeng Ran suddenly thought of her persuasion to drink earlier, and said with a smile: "Does it smell like wine? Is there... It seems that it is not perfunctory to make Mr. Shi not like drinking. But Mr. Zhong is too worried. Brother has been hidden in the court for more than ten years, and everyone knows it well, and won't let Young Master Ce make trouble."

This is also thanks to Boss Yan's good training/teaching, otherwise her Brother Zhong would not be flawless like a rock.

The next thing that entered the pupils was "corpses" strewn across the deck.

Only a teenager and a middle-aged man sat on the railing of the stern with their shoulders crossed, shaking their heads and singing in the direction of the sun, and then collided with wine bottles, happy like two idiots.

"……Uh."

Zeng Ran was stunned, and Miss Lingshi's face was not very good, her eyes were cold, and then the guards who walked up the gangway stood on both sides, not daring to speak, waiting for the Patriarch to give orders.

"Carry them all down and place them properly in the highest-level hostel."

Zeng Ran closed his eyes, and raised his hand to signal his subordinates to get ready to work. Brother Zhong, who is in his thirties, drank with an underage child. It's not shameful!

"Brother, how can I make the person I like like me more?" Yan Ce asked innocently, blinking his big eyes.

The young man's way of talking after drunk was not as annoying as when he was awake. On the contrary, it was more innocent. His voice echoed gently on the deck, and everyone quieted down in unison.

"Take the initiative to attack, don't be afraid of the height of the wall, and don't be afraid of being beaten, just rush up!"

Mo Zhong's face was flushed, and he spoke nonsense drinking wine in a serious tone of a scientific researcher.

"In this regard, brother, you have experience."

"Hehe...hehe..."

Zeng Ran's expression darkened, recalling the extremely bad past when he was a girl, his reason was burning.She snapped her fingers to temporarily stop the guards from arranging these dead drunks, and smiled gracefully at Miss Lingshi, wanting to hear what the two of them were talking about.

"Can I ask you to wait a moment?"

Miss Lingshi said indifferently: "Young Master Ce and Mr. Mo Zhong are already drunk, and their words cannot be trusted."

"But it's okay to listen, my lord." Zeng Ran's smile became more intense: "Don't you find it interesting?"

And Miss Lingshi is a guest, so she shouldn't be too rude to the host who entertained her. There is no need to stop the innocuous things. She leaned against the guardrail, her slender legs crossed slightly, and did not answer Zeng Ran's question.

"I think back in the past, I overturned several walls in order to discuss Daoism, and I married Yan Boss despite the obstruction of the descendants of Confucian disciples." Mo Zhong's eyes were a little blurred at this moment, and he continued: "Sometimes I also think that if I didn't meet Yan Boss' words—"

"Hundreds of wives and concubines, fiefdoms thousands of miles away, masters of the country, sons of the Mo family..." Mo Zhong lowered his eyes, muttering obsessively.

"Brother, don't just drink and eat."

Yan Ce smiled and handed a bamboo stick to Mo Zhong.