He couldn't hold it any longer, so he asked a servant to convey his request to see Feng Langjun.

After waiting for a long time, the servant came back to report that Feng Junhou was not in the city now.

Cao San couldn't help but be a little disappointed, but since Feng Langjun didn't want to see him, he had no good solution.

With the dignity of King Chen, it is extremely rare for him to take the initiative to make friends with a junior.

Now that Feng Mingwen was reluctant to respond, Cao San felt that this person was too arrogant.

He decided to ask for a meeting again tomorrow. If there was no response, he would say goodbye directly.

But what he never expected was that when the night was getting dark, a servant suddenly came to report:

"Mr. Cao Lang, you are here to invite me."

"Feng Langjun wants to see me at this time?"

Cao San was greatly surprised when he heard the news.

It was almost bedtime, why did Feng Langjun still want to see him?

Full of doubts, he followed the waiter out of his room, walked through the corridor, and walked towards the front yard of the Governor's Mansion.

As soon as I stepped into the front arch of the front yard, I saw bright lights in front of me, and there was even a faint sound of bamboo.

It seemed that Feng Langjun was entertaining someone.

The waiter led Cao San to the door and said to the guards guarding outside:

"Please report to your Majesty that envoy Cao has arrived."

A guard nodded, turned around and went in to report.

After a while, the guard came out again and said to Cao San:

"The prince has invited Cao's envoy."

Cao San became more and more confused.

The person who allowed Feng Langjun to entertain him until late at night must be an important person.

And he was just a servant of King Chen, so why did Feng Langjun let him come?

He was thinking as he stepped into the banquet hall.

There were not many guests in the banquet hall, but the atmosphere was extremely warm.

The host, Feng Langjun, has left the host's seat and is holding a wine bottle with a masculine and handsome gentleman.

Seeing Feng Langjun's behavior, Cao San knew that he was most likely drunk.

Seeing Cao San come in, Feng Langjun let go of the handsome man, holding the wine bottle in one hand and taking the wine flask on the table in front of him with the other, and walked over with a somewhat floating pace.

Before anyone arrived, the smell of alcohol hit my face:

"Messenger Cao is here? Come, come, I'll buy you a drink."

As he spoke, Feng Langjun, who was already drunk, filled the wine bottle in his hand with wine and handed it to Cao San.

Cao San couldn't refuse, so he took it and said, "Thank you Feng Langjun."

Then drink it all in one gulp.

Unexpectedly, the wine smelled extremely fragrant, but when it entered his throat, it burned like fire, causing Cao San's eyes to bulge and his mouth to bulge.

After a while, he took a long breath and shouted: "What a strong drink!"

Feng Yong cheered: "Okay! It's refreshing!"

Then he poured another bottle, and so on.

After Cao San drank three cups in a row, he felt as if his stomach had been burned into a ball by fire, and it felt like waves were rolling.

Feng Yong laughed, threw away the wine bottle in his hand, and then pulled him forward:

"Come, come, let me introduce some relatives and friends to the envoy."

Cao San breathed a sigh of relief.

He was afraid that if he took one more sip, the contents of his stomach would come up.

"This is the Chief of the Liangzhou Governor's Office. He is also my elder. He has been a famous family in Jingzhou for generations."

"Liao Hua and Liao Yuanjian met the envoy Cao."

The eldest man in the hall bowed his hands to Cao San.

"I've met Mr. Liao."

Cao San returned the greeting somewhat dazedly.

"This is also the chief historian of the mansion. He is the sergeant of Liangzhou, Jiang Wei and Jiang Boyue."

Cao San looked at it and couldn't help but praise in his heart: What a beautiful man!

"I've met Messenger Cao."

…

"This is Zhao Guang and Zhao Erlang, whose courtesy name is Yiwen."

"It turns out to be the ghost general Zhao Langjun, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

Cao San was shocked and saluted quickly.

Three thousand cavalry against one hundred thousand, the name of Zhao Guijiang has reached Guandong!

Cao San couldn't help but take a closer look at Mr. Zhao, but saw that there were long and slender scars on his face, but they did not affect his handsomeness at all, but instead added two points of masculinity to him.

"This is Li Yi and Li Wenxuan..."

…

After the introduction, Feng Yong let out a wine burp and then took a long breath:

"Today I have a drink with celebrities and heroes. It is a joyful event in life, but I want to get drunk, but I am not enjoying myself to the fullest. Does Ambassador Cao know why?"

"I don't know."

Although Cao San was already drunk and still conscious, he was still a little baffled as to why Feng Langjun wanted him to come over.

"But it's because of you, Messenger Cao!"

Feng Yong pointed at Cao San and said loudly, "To be honest, if we only talk about articles, in my eyes, the world's literati and poets are just mediocre."

"Only Mr. Cao can convince me. I have wanted to befriend Mr. Cao for a long time, but I didn't expect Mr. Cao to know me too!"

"It's just a pity that Mr. Cao and I never had the opportunity to meet each other. We only had a close friendship thousands of miles apart! Hateful? Regretful?"

Feng Yongyue said, the more excited he became, he threw the wine bottle in his hand, grabbed Cao San's shoulders, and stared at him:

"I hosted a banquet for friends, but Mr. Cao was not present. It is a real regret in my heart. Now I have a poem for you to take back to Mr. Cao. You must remember it!"

Cao San's body was shaken, and he woke up a little from the drunkenness, and said quickly:

"I will obey Feng Langjun's order!"

At the same time, I secretly lamented in my heart that if it hadn't been for the chaos in the world, Feng Langjun and Prince Chen would have been sworn friends who knew and cherished each other.

Nowadays, we are thousands of miles apart and have a close relationship but cannot meet each other.

Thinking of this, Cao San felt a little sad in his heart.

"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea and never returns; if you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall will have sad white hair, and it will look like blue silk in the morning and turn into snow in the evening..."

Just the first sentence at the beginning is shocking.

Not to mention Yi Cao San, even the four people present were all shocked!

Then they all stood up in unison, staring closely at Feng Yong, who was dancing with his hands and feet in the middle of the banquet hall.

Then the same thought occurred to them all again:

As expected, only Marquis Feng can produce such majestic poetry!

When they heard "I was born with talents, I will come back after all my money has been spent", everyone clenched their fists and felt a thunderous thunder in their chests.

"Zhao Erlang and Jiang Boyue are about to drink. Don't stop drinking. Let's sing Junge. Please listen to me!"

When Zhao Guang and Jiang Wei heard this, their faces were red and bleeding, and their nostrils suddenly widened.

Jiang Wei quickly bent down to pick up the wine bottle, pointed it at Feng Yong, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhao Guangze picked up a bottle of wine with a poop and handed it to his brother with both hands.

It’s been made!

Brother, I don’t know if this article will be passed down through the ages, but it is certain that it will be remembered for generations.

When the time comes, my name, Zhao Erlang, will also be remembered in history along with this article.

Feng Junhou twitched the corner of his mouth and glanced at Zhao Ergou with a complicated expression.

Damn it!
To be continued...