Chapter 570 - Drunk Houye

It was night, but the capital city was still bustling and brilliantly lit. The busy streets were full of lanterns. The restaurants and the youth entertainment buildings were the most lively places in this city that never sleep.

It was also the most frequented place of the officials. As long as the sky turned dark, in these famous restaurants and youth entertainment buildings, you will definitely find officials of any rank.

In the Zuixian Restaurant, the largest restaurant in the capital city, the third-floor was full packed. It was very lively inside. The people who were sitting there tonight were all third rank and higher officials.

Cang Shuhang was obviously the lowest-ranked official here. He was a distant relative of Zheng Guanbei, the Minister of Rites. He will leave the capital tomorrow, so he went to the Zheng Family and greeted them. Although he’s not sure whether Zheng Guanbei remembers him or not, this relationship needs to be kept when necessary.

But who knows, today, when Zheng Guanbei hosted a banquet in this Zuixian Restaurant, he followed in a muddleheaded way. He saw many officials, but no one put him in their eyes… …

Thinking of the fright he suffered from the jade pendant, he felt even more wronged and bored. So he began to drink alone and poured all the alcohol into his stomach.

He doesn’t know when, but someone sat beside him and also drunk. The two didn’t know each other, but they drank together. They speak endlessly and was very immersed in their own world.

“Houye, you are drunk. Let’s go back.” Sifu walked close to Pei Qinghan and said.

Pei Qinghan waved his hand: “I haven’t had enough to go back.” He was already drunk, he knows it, but he couldn’t bear to put down his cup, so he still poured himself a drink.

Since that woman left Houfu, he was more and more got bored and has no heart to go back home.

He doesn’t know what exactly he was doing. Even if that woman left, she will die soon. Isn’t that what he wants? So why on earth he was bothered about it?

Pei Qinghan raised his cup and patted the man next to him: “Brother, you also look upset. Let’s hear it, okay?”

Cang Shuhang smiled and asked: “Also? So you’re upset too? What did he just call you? Houye? Which house of marquis are you?”

Sifu on the side said: “This houye is the master of Changyuan Houfu.”

Pei Qinghan said: “This houye’s surnamed is Pei, the name is Qinghan. I don’t know what this brother’s surname is?  Why haven’t I seen you before?”

Cang Shuhang was not an official in the capital, and Pei Qinghan didn’t have any important position in the imperial court. It’s only normal that they haven’t seen each other.

When Cang Shuhang heard the man’s name was ‘Pei Qinghan’, he was awakened in drunkenness by seven points. It turned out to be that he was Pei Qinghan that came out from the mouth of the Emperor and Dongfang Mu. The houye of Changyuan Houfu.

When Pei Qinghan saw his face changed suddenly, he smiled and asked: “What? Did my name scares you?”

“No, I’m just surprised. It turned out to be that the guy who’s drinking with me for a long time is a Houye.” His back was covered with sweat. He tried to remember what he said, but he couldn’t remember it. He didn’t mention what should not be mention, right?

Pei Qinghan smiled and asked: “You just said, you went to the palace to see the emperor, did the emperor mention me?”

Cang Shuhang almost fell on the floor in fright. He immediately took a glance around his surroundings. When he saw no one was paying attention to them, he lowered his voice and said: “Houye, let’s talk somewhere else, it’s not convenient here.”

Pei Qinghan also thought that it was boring here. If not because he didn’t want to go back, and if he didn’t found someone to drink with, he wouldn’t stay here.