Martial Arts Peak

Zuixian restaurant, as the largest restaurant in Qingzhou, is full of guests throughout the year, and some people are proud of their first visit to Zuixian restaurant.

At this time, in a corner near the window of the second floor of Zuixian building, Zhao you is sighing for a long time.

There are two dishes and a pot of sake on the table. Although it is simple, the price is very expensive.

As a proton coming to chequ state, Zhao you's expenses are actually the responsibility of Qingzhou yamen, and there are monthly Lingshi.

In fact, the number of this spirit stone is not poor. It is more than enough to live an ordinary life.

But if you want to go in and out of Zuixian tower every day, wander in Yihong courtyard, and soak in the Xiaojin Grottoes like gambling stone workshop, it's still very difficult to see.

But Zhao you is also familiar with this way.

As the prince of a country, he should have enjoyed countless splendor and wealth, but now he is in other countries. If he doesn't find something to do for recreation, I really don't know how to survive.

Only in this way, Zhao you's life is a little awkward, basically at the end of each month, the days will worry about the problems of life.

Now it is the middle of the month, Zhao's mood has gradually changed a lot.

He poured himself a glass of wine, looked up and drank it. He threw the glass on the table with a slap, which made Zhao you feel resentful.

"If I'm in China, I'm afraid I'm enjoying the glory and wealth. Even if it's the throne, it's not impossible that I can't get it. God has no eyes, but let me suffer this crime!"

The voice of Zhao you's complaint came out. People around him looked at him, but they had already seen nothing strange. Now, in the whole Qingzhou City, who doesn't know that Zhao you, the proton of chequ state, has a lofty heart and a thinner life than paper. What's the use of complaining?

Maybe it's useless to complain on weekdays, but it's different today.

Almost in the moment of Zhao you's voice falling, a voice came from the rear.

"Why, are you interested in the throne of chequ kingdom?"

The speaker is Chen fan. At this time, he is still with Ling Feiyang.

After the voice dropped, chen fan immediately sat opposite Zhao you and looked at him with a smile.

"Can we sit down?"

Although it is in the polite inquiry, but Chen Fan's state is not allowed.

Zhao you looked up at chen fan, when the eyes noticed a companion in the side Ling Fei Yang, pupil micro can not be checked a contraction.

The whole city of Qingzhou, who knows the prince Ling Feiyang.

So who are the people around Ling Feiyang?

Why can you let the prince of the prefect accompany you?

"Not consulted?"

"I'm chen fan."

Light to say his name, chen fan looked at a plate of Ling Feiyang, the other party immediately understand.

"Waiter!"

Just two words to export, a bartender will fly in general to come, how can business people do not know Ling Feiyang, the flattery on his face is afraid to be condensed into essence.

Chen Fan Mingxian noticed that when he saw the flattery of the shopkeeper to Ling Feiyang, Zhao's mouth was turned away, and his expression was faintly envious and jealous.

"Get the best food and wine, and remember to be quick!"

As for eating, drinking and playing, Ling Feiyang is obviously familiar with it. With a wave of his big sleeve, he throws out a bag of spirit stones. The bartender rushes by, and then runs to the kitchen and orders people to prepare food and wine.

After this scene is over, Zhao you looks down at the original thin wine and vegetable on his table, and his envious look grows stronger and stronger.

"I don't know what you're looking for me for?"

Forced to maintain the demeanor of a country's Prince, Zhao you opened his mouth to Chen fan.

He is not stupid. Naturally, he can see that even if he is with the prince, the real person in charge is still this young man named Chen fan.

"His surname is Chen, and he has such a high status. Is he a great Chen royal family?"

At this moment, Zhao you's thoughts rise and fall, looking at Chen Fan's eyes more and more solemn, seems to associate with a lot of things.