After Baozi rescued a few people, he started a formal self-introduction under their bewildered stares.
"My name is Yuwenli, nickname Baozi, you can continue to call me classmate Bao, this is my great grandfather, who used to be the emperor of the Northern Tang Dynasty. Auxiliary, he has already made his official career at home, you can respect him as old man Chu, and this…”
He stretched out his hand and pulled the Xiaoyao Gong who had just walked in. Xiaoyao Gong also carried a jug in his hand. He seemed to be half-drunk. He was drinking with the Supreme Emperor last night. Wine is said to restore the soul.
"This is Mr. Xiaoyao." After Baozi finished his introduction, he looked at them seriously, and when he saw that he was about to faint again, he quickly added, "Don't pass out, or my mother will really want to pass out. I've come to give you needles."
This sentence made them take a deep breath to hold their waists, but the waists held up, and people knelt down straight, their lips trembling, they didn't know what to say, and their heads were still digesting the words of the classmates. .
Seeing this, Duke Xiaoyao said, "Would it be better to have a drink?"
After speaking, he handed the jug to Zhou Mao, "Come on, kid, take a whole sip."
Zhou Mao was dizzy, only to see a red face and a gourd-shaped jug dangling in front of him, he actually opened his mouth, and the spicy wine poured into his throat from his mouth, he almost didn't. I forgot to swallow, and the wine flowed out a lot from the corners of my mouth.
Although it was a gaffe, but after drinking the wine, I became a little more courageous, and I spoke a lot more boldly. The Supreme Emperor liked what he said, and raised his thumb to Bao'er, "I recommend it, observe it, round it, use it. Bar."
Since the opening of scientific examinations, there have also been officials recommended by the cabinet. Those who have recommended them have not taken the road of scientific examinations, and they can still shine.
Now that he was personally recommended by the Supreme Emperor, Bao'er was of course relieved to use it.
They kept talking and drinking wine all the way. The more they talked, the more drunk they became. In the end, a few of them were sent back by the old men in black.
After they sobered up, they each held their foreheads in the inn, trying hard to remember the specific details.
I just thought it was a dream. In the dream, there was an old man who said that the current emperor is his grandson, and the current queen is going to come and give them needles, which is extremely magical.
They gathered together urgently and pieced together the fragments of their memories, but they still didn't want to believe that what they saw last night was the Supreme Emperor.
Zhou Mao even said, "Didn't they give us some medicine to make us delusional? I don't believe it."
The four of them also expressed disbelief.
When I really think back to those things, I feel very floating, not the real sense of reality.
But if it's all an illusion... I'd rather believe it, I'd rather believe that I really have such an adventure than be deceived.
A few of them discussed it, and decided to go to Su Wang's mansion to take a look. They were vague about what happened after they got drunk, but they still remembered clearly what happened before entering the mansion.
It was a side door, a big alley, and the walls were tall and mottled.
Renting a carriage, five people crowded together, it was so narrow that it was almost impossible to turn around, and I couldn't help but think of how spacious and comfortable the carriage sent by classmate Bao to pick them up was.
When I arrived at the Prince Su's Mansion, I didn't recognize the gate because I didn't stop at the gate. After getting off the carriage, I walked around and walked into the alley. I saw the two slightly worn side doors, and my memory came flooding back.
It's here, that's right.
They didn't dare to take a sip and looked at each other. Last night, they really entered Su Wang's mansion, and they really saw the Supreme Emperor, the former first assistant, and Xiaoyao Gong, the classmate Bao, his identity...
But the painting level of classmate Bao is too poor, he is not very good at it.
… If he is the crown prince, then the painting almost can be forgiven, and he can ghostwrite later, if he needs.
"We..." Liu Yipeng felt that his voice was trembling a little, "are we considered to have no regrets in this life?"
Zhou Mao patted him on the shoulder, for the first time he was very gregarious, and his voice was solemn, "No, we have to work harder to prepare for this exam, we must use our ability to prove to the Supreme Emperor that we can serve the imperial court. "
The four of them nodded in unison, their eyes full of fighting spirit.