Chapter 249: The Name of Chuunibyou
Jug frowned.
"That would mean we have lost the initiative."
"There is no other way."
Upon hearing the voice, Zhu Ge looked at Yan Ruohai. Yan Ruohai chose the far side instead of sitting in the seat behind him.
"I don't know what Zhuang Mohan intends to do, so I can't guard against it."
Turning around and sitting down in a bright place, Yan Ruohai continued.
"There is one more thing. Northern Qi sent a message that my son was captured. Maybe his identity was revealed by someone!"
After he finished speaking, Yan Ruohai's eyes turned cold.
Chen Pingping also tilted his head in his direction.
Zhuge asked subconsciously before he could react.
"Has anyone among the Northern Qi spies reported the matter?"
Yan Ruohai paused.
"Not from Northern Qi."
Zhuge's eyes widened a little then and he walked towards him.
"You mean, Kyoto?"
Yan Ruohai nodded.
"Yes, someone in Kyoto sold him out."
Upon hearing this, Chen Pingping turned his wheelchair towards the two of them, but did not speak.
Zhu Ge looked down at Yan Ruohai and glared.
"Bingyun is hiding in Northern Qi. This is top secret. Apart from Your Majesty, only people in our Supervisory Council know about it. Could it be that someone in the Council is a traitor?"
Yan Ruohai tilted his head to look at him and asked back.
"Why not?"
A solemn look flashed across Zhu Ge's eyes. After thinking for a moment, he turned around and bowed to Chen Pingping.
"Dean, I think this matter should be thoroughly investigated immediately!"
Chen Pingping looked at him and said calmly.
"No need!"
Zhuge became anxious and raised his voice.
"This is a serious problem!"
Chen Pingping said coldly with no expression on his face.
"This matter ends here, no need to mention it again!"
Seeing that the dean had already made a decision, there was no point in being anxious. Zhu Ge's eyes quickly softened and he nodded in a lowered voice.
"Yes!"
……
A corridor on the way back to various places.
Yan Ruohai looked straight ahead and spoke.
"The Supervisory Commission has been established for many years. Time has passed, and it has eroded day and night. Some old things should be replaced."
After saying this, Zhu Ge beside him stopped immediately, but Yan Ruohai had no intention of stopping and walked straight forward.
Zhu Ge stopped and lowered his head in silence for a long time. He suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Yan Ruohai's back with a grim and cold look.
……
After returning home, washing up and changing into casual clothes, Mei Cheng'an was not in a hurry to leave. As usual, he wrote a letter to Roujia first to share the good news with her.
After sending the letter, Mei Cheng'an sent Hongshu to inform his parents, then left the house again, got on a carriage and headed straight for the dinner place.
When he arrived at the Mei family restaurant in front of the front door, most people had already arrived, and Fan Xian had also arrived.
Xin Qiwu had someone book a private room on the third floor in advance. Everyone went upstairs chatting and laughing, and took their seats in the room.
As there were quite a lot of people, the private room Xin Qiwu chose did not have a round table, but a segmented square long table, which was more than enough to seat twelve people without feeling cramped.
Since I had placed the order before arriving, the dishes were served very quickly. I didn't choose high-end drinks because they were too expensive and unnecessary.
The dishes were almost served. Xin Qiwu took the lead in raising a glass and said something short but good to liven up the atmosphere.
Everyone responded and drank it all in one gulp.
Then they started eating and chatting. After a while, everyone in Northern Qi realized that Mei Cheng'an was actually the great poet who was famous all over the world and also quite renowned in Northern Qi.
Although Fan Xian had just emerged as a talent, his seven-character poem, which was praised as the new best in the world, had already impressed everyone.
Everyone in Northern Qi was stunned.
The Northern Qi Dynasty called the two the Gemini Stars of the Nanqing literary world, meaning that the two of them were shining brightly, complementing each other, and dazzling everyone.
The Northern Qi negotiation team were all scholars who had a special liking for good poetry. Now they were able to meet the legendary twin stars of the literary world, and they could not tell you how excited they were.
Well, Mei Chengan and Fan Xian had originally planned to stay for a while and then withdraw, but now they had no way to leave and were directly surrounded.
Not only did they take turns toasting, but everyone's words were different.
The basic routine is, your song something or other really touches my heart, then let’s have a drink first.
Then he asked about the background of the creation, and after expressing his feelings, he listed his thoughts and insights on the poem. Then, he drank another glass.
Finally, he asked if there were any new works recently, and said that he was looking forward to it and was waiting for good news. Then, he had another drink.
Don't hit a smiling person. Since they are so polite to you, you have to return the favor. So, bang, the last glass.
Each person drinks four cups as a minimum. Just the six people from Northern Qi drank twenty-four or twenty-five cups of wine.
Although Fan Xian only had one poem, he had "The Red Mansion", which had spread from the royal family and quickly became popular in the capital.
There were many topics to talk about in the Red Mansion, so Fan Xian drank just as much as he did.
Is it over after dealing with Northern Qi?
Even their own people didn't let them go.
The two of them soon drank too much and "fainted" at the dinner table. They were carried out of the box, downstairs, and put into their respective carriages.
After the people who sent him away left, Mei Cheng'an opened his eyes. His eyes were clear, without any sign of drunkenness.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Seeing that he suddenly woke up, Wang Qinian was a little confused.
"I'm fine, I was just pretending. Has Fan Xian left?"
Mei Chengan circulated his Qi to dispel the smell of alcohol from his body, then sat up and asked while opening the car window to let the smell out.
Wang Qinian answered with a strong smell of alcohol. "Yes! I just left. Master, are you really okay?"
Mei Chengan smiled.
"You see I look like I'm busy, go inside and order some more skewers for me. I didn't eat much just now, I just drank, so I'm a little hungry."
After saying that, he took out a silver note from his sleeve and handed it to him.
Wang Qinian took the banknote and opened it to see that it was ten taels.
"All spent?"
Mei Chengan nodded softly.
"Your takeaway is included, give me some iced sour plum soup, and ask them to hurry up."
Wang Qinian went there in response. The things he packed up only weighed four or five taels at most, and that was on top of the wine and drinks he packed. If he bought some skewers individually, the money would be more than enough.
Mei Cheng'an watched him walk into the Mei family cafeteria through the car window. He waved his sleeves, and the air in the car became windless and the smell of alcohol soon became much lighter.
Leaning against the car window, resting his chin on his hand, Mei Cheng'an stared in a daze at the brightly lit Mei's canteen, which was bustling with customers.
The twin stars of literature.
Mei Chengan couldn't help laughing when he thought of this name.
Who came up with this name? It's so childish!
Compared with the great poets and immortal poets, it's simply so low!
I am really impressed. Fortunately, the news did not spread to Qing Kingdom. In comparison, the originally arrogant title of the No. 1 Talent seems a little more pleasing to the eye.
……
Mei Cheng'an was pretending, and so was Fan Xian, but the difference was that he couldn't use his inner strength to dispel the drunkenness like his fellow villager.
However, he may not be able to use internal strength, but he can use external strength, as he has hangover pills.
Of course, it’s not that advanced. After taking the hangover pills, he still has to vomit out all the alcohol in his stomach!
It’s a bit stupid, but it works!
Logically speaking, the banquet is tomorrow night, and there is nothing to do during the day. There is no need to exhaust yourself. Just go back and take a good sleep.
But unfortunately, he has something else to do.
First of all, before he left the house, Fan Jian asked him to drink less and to see him when he returned home because he had something to say. Fan Xian agreed.
Secondly, although his plan was arranged for tomorrow night, some things also need to be prepared in advance, and it will be too late at the last minute.
In a quiet dark alley, after a hearty vomiting, Fan Xian's eyes became clear again.
Turning his head to look at Teng Zijing who was hiding far away with his nose covered, Fan Xian clicked his tongue and waved at him.
"Why are you hiding so far away?"
Teng Zijing covered his mouth and nose and had no intention of coming over.
"Smelly!"
"..."
Fan Xian took a look at the pool of vomit he had vomited, his mouth twitched, and he raised his foot and walked towards him.
"Okay, just stand there and talk. What's the matter?"
Fan Xian stopped and looked down. He was about four or five steps away from Teng Zijing. He looked up at Teng Zijing, who was full of disgust, and rolled his eyes speechlessly.
"I'm talking about serious matters!"
Teng Zijing still covered his mouth and nose.
"I can hear it. I've looked around and there's no one. Go ahead."
"..."
Fan Xian spoke helplessly.
"For tomorrow night's matter, do you know a good locksmith who can make a duplicate key in a short time?"
Teng Zijing shook his head without even thinking about it.
"I live outside the city, and there are not many people around."
"..."
"What about before that? Didn't you live in the city before?"
Tengzijing Road.
"First of all, I haven't been back to Kyoto for several years. Secondly, although I lived in Kyoto before, I wouldn't be idle enough to change the locks of my house. Where can I find a locksmith?"
"..."
Fan Xian turned and walked towards the carriage.
"go home."
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I didn't know how long I had been waiting, but Wang Qinian finally came out carrying a lot of bags and a tray full of sizzling meat skewers.
Mei Cheng'an was cheered up. After he got on the carriage, they sat cross-legged and started eating and drinking in the carriage.
After eating a skewer of mutton, Mei Cheng'an glanced at the package that Wang Qinian had placed in a corner and pointed at it with a skewer.
"You packed everything. Why are you eating mine instead of your own?"
Wang Qinian was eating skewers. Hearing this, he turned his head to glance at her, froze for a few breaths, then rolled his eyes and smiled apologetically.
"I'm worried that you won't be able to finish it. Besides, there aren't many of them to begin with. They're all reserved for my wife and my daughter. I won't fight with them for it."
Mei Chengan rolled his eyes. It was not a lot. The big bulging bag looked like there were more than the skewers on the plate.
Forget it, I’m too lazy to complain about him. I can’t finish all the food in front of me by myself anyway.
An incense stick of time passed in a flash. Mei Cheng'an quickly snatched the last skewer of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, then smiled triumphantly at Wang Qinian.
Wang Qinian smiled awkwardly and took his hand back.
After chewing it slowly and taking a sip of iced sour plum soup, Mei Chengan burped comfortably.
Wang Qinian stood up to return the tray. When he came out, he took two pieces of watermelon and handed one to Mei Chengan.
"Master, eat the melon, it's a gift!"
Mei Cheng'an didn't hesitate to reach out from the window, took the watermelon and started to eat it. He finished the small watermelon in just a few bites.
Handing the watermelon rind to Wang Qinian and asking him to throw it away, Mei Cheng'an retreated into the carriage, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands and mouth.
"Come on, go home."
"okay!"
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(End of this chapter)
