303, Competition
303, Competition
The snow was still falling at night, and they lit a big fire on the ground and roasted the slaughtered deer on it.
There were many small fires surrounding the big fire. Three or five people gathered around a small fire and roasted small prey such as pheasants and rabbits.
The snow fell on the fire and disappeared in an instant.
Lu Mingfei and Zhao Lang formed a small fire, and no one around them dared to join them.
They also built a rack above the small fire and roasted a hare on it.
"Prince, young master, please try this deer blood wine." Li Qun came over with a jar of wine and poured wine for their prince and Lord Lu first.
Zhao Lang took the bowl and took a bowl of wine, then handed it to the young man sitting next to him.
Lu Mingfei looked at the wine, which looked a bit strange in color, and took it with some doubt. Is this drinkable?
After Zhao Lang received the second bowl of wine, Li Qun took the wine jar and went over to pour wine for others. Then he asked Zhao Lang in a low voice: "Is this wine really drinkable?"
"Okay, you try it." Zhao Lang touched Lu Mingfei's hand and encouraged Lord Lu with his eyes to take a sip and try it.
Lu Mingfei brought the bowl under his nose and smelled it, feeling a little hesitant.
At this moment, Li Qun, who had gone out to pour wine, came back with a large bowl filled with wine. He came over to toast them, "Prince, Young Master, I, on behalf of my brothers, would like to offer a toast to you, Prince and Young Master."
Zhao Lang picked up the bowl and clinked it with Li Qun, then signaled to the brothers around him. He then looked at Lord Lu who was still hesitating with the wine bowl in his hand, wanting to see whether Lord Lu dared to drink the deer blood wine.
Seeing everyone present looking at him, Lu Mingfei could only bite the bullet and pick up the bowl in his hand and raise his glass with everyone, "Cheers to everyone!"
"Cheers to the Crown Prince and the Young Master." Everyone present also raised their glasses to toast their Crown Prince and the Young Master.
Zhao Lang picked up the wine bowl, took two sips, and then looked at Lord Lu beside him. Their eyes met. Lu Mingfei was still holding a bowl of wine and raising it unsteadily.
But when he saw everyone around him drinking with big gulps, as if the wine was delicious, he hesitantly picked up the wine bowl and took a small sip.
"!!!" Lu Mingfei held the wine in his mouth, and he couldn't drink it, nor could he spit it out.
At this time, everyone else present had finished drinking and turned their bowls upside down to show everyone.
"Is it delicious?" Zhao Lang came over and asked Lord Lu with a smile in his eyes as he looked at him with wine in his mouth.
"If you beg me, I'll help you drink it."
"..." Lu Mingfei swallowed the wine in his mouth with difficulty and looked at Zhao Lang pitifully, "Please!"
Zhao Lang felt sorry for Lord Lu, so he took the bowl from Lord Lu's hand with a smile, tilted his head back and drank all the wine in the bowl.
When the people around saw this, no one dared to say anything.
After everyone finished a bowl of wine, someone stood up from the ground and came to the center to compete in wrestling, and the atmosphere on the scene became lively.
There are two groups of guards here, one is the guards who originally followed Zhao Lang, and the other is the guards who followed Lu Mingfei down the mountain.
Although the brothers on both sides knew that they were following the same master, there were still some differences, so it was inevitable that they would compare with each other.
Zhao Lang and Lu Mingfei were both aware of this, so they wanted to take this opportunity to allow the brothers on both sides to get to know each other as quickly as possible through contact.
"Come on, Brother Sun! Overturn him!"
"Come on, Huzi! Push him to the ground!"
People on both sides were shouting until their faces were red, as if whoever had the loudest voice would win.
While Lu Mingfei was watching the fun, he suddenly remembered something and turned to look at the prince who was sitting next to him and also watching his brothers compete on the field.
Feeling a familiar gaze on him, Zhao Lang turned his head and met the young man's gaze. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"You...you're going to be alright after drinking so much, right?" Lu Mingfei then remembered that this deer blood wine seemed to have some effect. Is it really true that this person will be alright after drinking so much alcohol just now?
Zhao Lang just looked at Lu Mingfei, curled his lips and smiled, without saying anything.
Looking at the smile on Zhao Lang's lips, Lu Mingfei had a bad feeling in his heart, "..."
Zhao Lang turned to look at his brothers competing on the field and watching the excitement around the bonfire, and shouted, "There's a prize for winning today."
As his voice fell, the atmosphere became more heated.
The two people on the field quickly decided the winner. The loser left the field, while the winner stayed on the field to prepare to compete with the second person.
Realizing that this group of people wanted to compete in a round-robin format, Lu Mingfei stopped the game and said, "Hu Zi, you go down as well. Let two new people come up. In the second round, the winner of your match will come up to compete."
Wang Hu on the field subconsciously glanced towards their prince.
"Just do as the young master says." When Zhao Lang said the word "young master", he glanced at Lord Lu who was sitting next to him.
Hearing Zhao Lang's new name for him, Lu Mingfei could no longer fail to hear the teasing tone in his voice.
Soon two new players came on the field.
Both gangs subconsciously sent one person out to compete.
…
After several rounds of competition, Li Qun came to invite their prince, "Prince, I want to compete with you."
"Let's have a competition, let's have a competition!" When everyone saw that there was something exciting to watch, they all wanted to watch the fun and not mind the trouble. They wanted to see their prince and Li Qun compete with each other.
Although Lu Mingfei didn't shout, it was obvious in his eyes that he wanted to watch the fun.
"Then let's have a match, which will not be counted in the previous competition." Zhao Lang stood up and accepted Li Qun's invitation.
The two men stood on the open space, and before the people around them could react, they had already attacked at the same time. Their movements were so fast that many people present could not see their moves clearly.
Among those who didn't see the two men's moves clearly was Lu Mingfei, but that didn't stop him from thinking that these two men were very powerful.
"Come on, Prince! If you win, I'll give you a prize!" he shouted.
Zhao Lang, who was in the middle of the competition, paused when he heard Master Lu's shout and was nearly struck by Li Qun's palm wind. Fortunately, he reacted in time and dodged it.
Lu Mingfei, who also noticed this, stuck out his tongue a little embarrassedly. He really didn't mean it.
In the final match, Zhao Lang won with one move and narrowly defeated Li Qun.
"The prince is mighty!"
"The prince's martial arts are unparalleled!"
A sudden voice sounded, and then everyone followed suit and shouted.
This sudden voice belonged to Lu Mingfei himself.
Zhao Lang glanced at Lord Lu, who was shouting the loudest, and raised his hand to press it down.
Everyone's voices stopped at once.
"Master, I am not as skilled as you, so I admit defeat." Li Qun bowed to their master.
"Send you three bowls of wine as punishment and go back to improve your martial arts." Zhao Lang said to Li Qun.
"Yes, I accept the punishment." Li Qun replied.
There were already kind brothers nearby, carrying wine jars and wine bowls, pouring wine for the prince and Brother Li.
Zhao Lang also reached out to take the wine bowl, clinked his hand with Li Qun who was also holding a wine bowl, and then raised his bowl to signal the brothers around him. Everyone raised their wine bowls together and drank the whole bowl of wine.
Even Lu Mingfei drank half a bowl of wine this time, but it was not wine with added ingredients, but ordinary white wine.
“So spicy!”
Zhao Lang walked back to Lu Mingfei and saw the young man, who was so drunk that he covered his mouth with his sleeve and secretly stuck out his tongue. He couldn't help but find it funny and he actually laughed.
He sat down next to Lord Lu, took the wine bowl from his hand, and then asked Lord Lu in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Are you ready to give me the prize?"
"Is this okay as a prize?" Lu Mingfei took off the jade pendant hanging on his waist and asked the people around him.
"What do you think?" Zhao Lang asked.
It is obvious that our prince does not think highly of such a jade pendant.
After taking a few sips of wine, Lu Mingfei felt dizzy and his body was a little hot. He leaned over to Zhao Lang and asked him, "Tell me, what prize do you want?"
"I can have whatever I want." Zhao Lang raised his hand and put his arm around Lord Lu's shoulders when he realized that the young man was drunk.
To outsiders, it seemed that he was holding the young man's shoulders, but in fact he was letting Lu Mingfei lean on him.
"...Of course not!" Lu Mingfei still had some rationality in his mind, so he would not let Mr. Zhao ask for such a big price.
However, Zhao Lang is not the kind of person who would agree just because others say no.
After the bonfire party, they returned to the yard where they lived. He grabbed Lord Lu, who was trying to run away, with one hand and pulled him into the house where he lived.
But as soon as he entered the house, Zhao Lang discovered that there was someone in his house, "Who is there!"
“Swoosh——”
“Bang!”
His hands moved faster than his brain reacted, and as soon as he finished speaking, the arrow in his hand flew out.
"ah--"
A woman's scream was heard, and a woman wearing only a bellyband and panties rolled off the bed.
Hearing the woman's scream, Lu Mingfei realized that there was another woman in the room. "Huh?" He was thinking with his dizzy mind, what on earth was going on?
"Prince!"
"What happened?"
The guards outside broke in at the same time. They saw a woman wearing only a bellyband hiding in their prince's room. They knew what was going on without having to think.
"Drag this woman out!" Zhao Lang said angrily.
"Yes." Li Qun stepped forward and dragged the woman who was kneeling on the ground.
The woman looked at the noble man in front of her with a cold face, and then she realized that she had completely angered the noble man. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed, begging for mercy: "Prince, please spare my life, please spare my life, this servant, this servant just likes you too much..."
"Drag her out." Zhao Lang had a look of disgust on his face and didn't even look at the woman on the ground.
This time, Li Qun did not dare to give the woman a chance to speak. He directly covered her mouth and dragged the woman who was trying to climb into their prince's bed out.
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