"Come on, come here! Hiccup--" Li Zhao opened the door of the box, beckoned to the young man who was waiting on the side, and said with a mouthful of wine: "Go! Call, call your pavilion and pavilion master!"
"Huh?" The young man was taken aback for a moment. He himself was completely flushed with the feast downstairs, and the guest in front of him was the first to ask to see their pavilion master.
He scratched his head uncontrollably, turned his head calmly, looked at the unobstructed rail on the other side, and whispered: "This official, our pavilion owner doesn't like seeing guests, I'm afraid... you This request, little forgiveness..."
"You!" Drinking up, Li Zhao is someone who would be rejected, he stared, and he wanted to get started.
As soon as the palm of his hand was raised, the wrist was suddenly tightly gripped by someone. He made a profit. The person let go without warning. He staggered a few times and leaned against the wall of the box to avoid a embarrassing fall.
"How dare you--" Li Zhao's cheeks were red, and he raised his finger to stare at the young man in front of him.
Su Kui slapped his hand back, and asked with a three-pointed wicked smile at the corner of his lips, "This guest officer, our shop is a small business, and all the people who come here are people with heads and faces, why? Make trouble, beat people for no reason?"
As she said, she waved her hand to signal the panicked teenager to go down. The boy breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly bowed back.
"Hmm...? Who, are you?!" Li Zhao squinted, only to feel that the young man standing in front of him with a light in front of him was very charming. He wanted to see more clearly, but his eyes were full of light spots, and he shook his head. Head staggered two steps forward.
"Ben and this king are called the pavilion master of the stunning pavilion, you, you and other yellow-haired boys, dare to tease this king! Are you not afraid of death?"
"Sneer--" Su Kui shook his folding fan. "Death? Ask the guest officer, the master of this stunning pavilion is indeed the one who is here. How can you talk about teasing? The guest officer is just a small business, and the guest officer should not scare me."
Her tone was extremely horrified, frowning again and again, and her tone was annoying.
Ning Yuan could see clearly through the wide open box door, and couldn't help but laugh. This was the only way to truly believe the words of the half-old boy in front of him.
The young man's eyes were dark and distinct, and the black and big eyes were full of cunning and inexplicable mystery. Only with such a look, people who are not bound by the world can come up with this amazing performance downstairs.
"Okay, Li Zhao, don't scare people, come in quickly." Ning Yuan called his name directly. He and the current emperor are also teachers and friends. Because of his great military exploits, he has made great contributions to Li Guo, as early as 20 years old. It is allowed to face the saint without bowing down.
Although he was still a general, he was canonized by the emperor as a general king, the same as the king.
As for why the emperor trusts him so much, he is not afraid of his merits overshadowing him. It all stems from the fact that the Ning family has been a loyal minister for generations, and Ning Yuan's disposition is obvious to all.
The emperor's trust in him surpassed anyone in Lebanon, even the person next to his pillow or even his own children.
Li Zhao looked back blankly, and walked back vainly in obedient footsteps.
One hand also pointed to Su Kui, "This kid lied to me, this is the following crime! I want to see the pavilion master of the beautiful pavilion, come!"
"Li Zhao!" Ning Yuan frowned, his narrow and long phoenix eyes glanced sharply at Li Zhao, "No trouble!"
Seeing Ning Yuan's brows frowned, Li Zhao was already obviously unhappy, and finally settled down.