PFC Chapter 46, Now it's Kobayashi's turn to show off.
Chapter 46, Now it's Kobayashi's turn to show off.
The drunken prince was completely passed out. Lin Zhou staggered out the door, leaning on the doorframe and shouting, "Big skewers! Big skewers! Our dad's slid down to the floor! Someone come and get him..."
He was clearly drunk, the Shaoxing rice wine was about 15 degrees, but they kept drinking it down, one jar after another. He forgot the beginning, the middle, and the end, his mind was filled with "the two of us."
This shout was quite something. A drunken man walked out of the Wanyan family's ancestral hall, leaned against it, and called out "our father."
How terrifying! This is a prince's banquet, and at such a banquet, a Han Chinese man is calling out the princess's childhood name while simultaneously referring to her as "our father."
Why bother with rumors? This is clearly a showdown; he's not pretending anymore.
Someone below muttered under their breath, "Damn traitor, I spit on him!"
At this moment, the Wanyan family members hurriedly entered the inner hall and brought the unconscious prince back to his room.
"What are you yelling about!" Hongliu frowned as she stood before Lin Zhou. "You scoundrel! I considered you a friend, and you're here ruining my reputation?"
She was genuinely angry at this moment, but Lin Zhou was completely bewildered. He was so dizzy that he only knew that Hong Liu was speaking in front of him, but what he heard was incoherent gibberish. After he filled in the blanks in his mind, he came up with the following: "You really are something, getting our father so drunk."
"Ah! Brother, you're so kind! You have such a good drinking manner, just like your character. You're such a good person..."
Hongliu was so angry that her face turned bright red, visibly from her forehead to her collar, and even her nipples were probably pink.
At this moment, some of the younger generation outside saw this and stood up and started making a fuss: "I wonder whose young master this is? He's shamelessly calling me 'father' for some gold and silver."
These words were quite sharp. Although they were directed at Lin Zhou, the underlying meaning was quite clear: they were implying that Lin Zhou had become a traitor for money.
This was clearly a veiled insult, which Yangti might not have realized, but Hongliu heard it clearly. She turned her head and glared at him coldly.
"What are you barking like a dog?"
Before Hongliu could speak, Lin Zhou interrupted, "What the hell are you yelling about? Did you say you could yell?"
He'd had a few drinks and was a bit tipsy, so he couldn't tell if he was in the Song Dynasty or at a street food stall. Back when he was still a gangster, nobody in that area dared to talk to him like that. If it weren't for the anti-gang campaign back then, Lin Zhou would have become Brother Zhou long ago.
Can he bear this injustice now?
He stepped forward, placed one foot on the stool of the person who had just spoken, and raised his chin: "What nonsense are you spouting? Huh? Did I tell you to speak?"
Not only was this guy taken aback, but even Hongliu was startled. Although Lin Zhou often said some rambling things, he was usually very cautious and always had a smiling face.
It's interesting, but I've never seen anyone so unruly before... This Lin Zhou after drinking is a bit scary.
"What's wrong? Did our dad get possessed?" At this moment, Yangti also came over, holding a piece of pastry and standing next to his sister.
Hong Liu didn't say anything, or even turn around, but a Jiamusi-style scissor bumped him so hard he was like a shrimp...
Returning to Lin Zhou's perspective, the person he had stepped on on the stool had also stood up. He had been drinking and, having been publicly humiliated, was losing face, his face flushed red.
Those who have come here today are either famous scholars from Lin'an or sons of official families. They are all prominent figures in Lin'an and have never suffered such humiliation. If they swallow this insult, they will never be able to stay in the city again.
"You fucking bastard."
Lin Zhou grabbed half a fish from the table and slapped it on the man's face. It didn't cause much damage, but it was incredibly humiliating. Naturally, the two started fighting. When the people around saw that things were getting out of hand, they immediately came to break up the fight. However, these people were biased and each of them was trying to stop Lin Zhou from getting beaten up.
Although Lin Xiaoge was physically stronger than them, as the saying goes, two fists can't beat four hands. Lin Zhou was being suppressed and took several punches to the face.
Yangti couldn't sit still any longer. He took off his hat, yelled "Fuck your mother!" and rushed in.
Chaos quickly spread, and the entire outer hall was thrown into disarray. Most of the participants were young people, each with their own temper and pride. There were groups from the Song and Jin dynasties, and the battle between the two sides, which had not been decided by Marshal Yue, was now unfolding again in the main hall of the "Boldly Do It" villa.
"I'll knock you flying!" Lin Zhou, spitting out blood from his nose, delivered an uppercut that sent the person flying, then picked up a stool and smashed it over his shoulder.
Just then, someone accidentally touched the switch of the glass Buddha placed in front of the hall. Amidst the Buddha's colorful light and peaceful, gentle chanting, the entire hall was transformed into a battlefield resembling that of Zhuxian Town.
Just then, the old lady heard the commotion and came out. She saw the chaotic battle in front of the hall and the shouts of the Song and Jin people. Her birthday almost became her death anniversary.
"Your Highness... I'll go and call the guards," the steward said, his face pale.
But the princess coldly raised her hand to stop him: "Let them fight, we must not get involved."
As soon as the words fell, the battered Lin Zhou and her battered son actually unleashed a combination attack... A goat hoof leaped and kicked, while Lin Zhou swept a long bench with his tail, sending the Song Dynasty youth flying sideways and crashing heavily into a group of people.
Meanwhile, Red Willow Sister was dodging left and right through the crowd, holding up a camel leg bone. She was clearly blinded by rage, and she didn't care about the Song or Jin dynasties, or even her own brother, she had taken a bite out of her...
Looking at the chaotic battle, the princess sighed, waved her hand helplessly, and turned back to the backyard. The battle was only stopped when the Imperial City Guard arrived. No one from the Prince's Mansion participated in the whole thing, but the scene was quite unpleasant.
Finally, everyone was taken to the Imperial City Guard, and regardless of whether they were high-ranking officials or members of the royal family, they were all detained separately.
The impact of this incident was naturally extremely negative, as it had escalated into a diplomatic incident. Whoever took the lead was naturally the son of the Vice Minister of Rites, who spoke first. And who was at fault the most was naturally Lin Zhou.
The problem is that Lin Zhou was standing up for the Jin prince and princess, which could be considered traitorous, but it cannot be judged simply in this matter.
"hiss……"
Lin Zhou was now beaten to a pulp, his eyes swollen, his nose bridge sunken, and his mouth cut open. He hissed in pain with the slightest movement.
"You like to fight." Xu Cheng stepped forward and handed him a bowl of water. "You've gotten yourself into a huge mess this time."
At this point, Xu Cheng gestured for the dogs around them to leave, leaving only him and Lin Zhou in the small dark room.
"What's wrong? Addicted to being a traitor?"
"I drank too much..." Lin Zhou rubbed his shoulders. "My whole body feels like it's falling apart."
"Your shoulder was dislocated, and I had to set it for you. You're really going to great lengths for that princess. I wonder if Xiao'e will say hello to you when she finds out."
"You fucking like Xiao'e, don't you? You son of a bitch, you keep bringing her up to provoke me, aren't you?"
Xu Cheng chuckled: "I've been married for three years already."
After saying that, he raised his chin and said, "Now you're famous. You've beaten more than half of the legitimate sons of the entire court. Well done."
"Is nobody here?" Lin Zhou asked out of the blue.
"What?"
"After the Lantern Festival, Wanyan Zongbi will lead 80,000 men to fight on the grasslands. After the grasslands are conquered, he will break the agreement and besiege Xiangyang."
Upon hearing this news, Xu Cheng's heart skipped a beat: "Really?"
"Prince Rui told me himself." Lin Zhou frowned slightly. "This is all the information I can gather. He mentioned crossbows, cavalry, and the Iron Wall Battalion. What exactly is the Iron Wall Battalion?"
"It was formed from the Pishi military reform of the former Liao dynasty."
Xu Cheng stood up and said with a serious expression, "I will go and inform Father right away. You wait here and don't try to go out. If you go out now, you will definitely be turned into a floating corpse."