Wang Tieshan, the commander of the Yulin Army, is responsible for guarding the safety of the capital Chang'an, the official is not big, the power is not small, and the most powerful general in Chang'an City.

Yulin Army, named after "the wings of the country, such as the prosperity of the forest", most of the soldiers are children of the family, the leader in the army, there are noble soldiers, professional soldiers, and Wang Tieshan, who can serve as the commander of the Yulin Army, regardless of his background or personal ability, is definitely not ordinary, this kind of person says that he is a rough man, who loves to believe in this, anyway, he doesn't believe in the winter fall.

Dongluo said with a little drunkenness: "What does General Wang want this king to teach you? This king knows a little bit about it. Especially that... Before the flower, the king is even more a veteran. ”

Wang Tieshan was able to sit behind Fan Zeng, and he could sit so high, all of which showed his weight in Fan Zeng's heart, Dongluo didn't think that Fan Zeng would only make two small moves in this reception banquet. Therefore, this Wang Tieshan must also be an extremely critical link in Fan Zeng's many hands, and Dongluo does not dare to take it lightly.

Wang Tieshan hugged his fists and said sincerely: "Actually, I don't have anything to ask the prince to advise, it's just that the prince read the poem and played that chess before, whether it was good or not, I couldn't understand it, but they all said it was good, and I also thought it was good, so for the sake of the poem and the chess, we want to toast you." ”

The generals who had been coaxing before spoke out in response.

Wang Tieshan said with a big grin: "My hometown is Zhenbei City, Zhenbei City has nothing good, only wine, when I went home a few days ago, I specially brought a few pots of Zhenbei burning knives, and I would like to invite everyone here to taste it." ”

Although this is straightforward, it is quite polite. This Zhenbei Yakiniku Knife is not an ordinary fine liquor, but a high-grade spirit distilled by the double distillation method many times, and its name has been heard of in a tavern in Dongluo.

Zhenbei burning knife is named because of the high degree, strong flavor, and fire-like burning.

In addition to the difficulty of distilling and brewing many times, the more important reason is that the wine is so strong that the average strong man will get drunk after drinking only a big bowl. The celebrities of Chang'an City rarely drink this kind of wine, after all, no one wants to be full of emotion when they express their feelings when they put the wine on the railing, and the heart of unbridled drinking that arises is poured down by this spirit.

Chang'an City's rare Zhenbei burning knife from Wang Tieshan's mustard seeds, a jar of altars piled in the center of the hall, looks quite spectacular. The servants of the Sunset House carried heavy jars and divided them into more elaborate drinking utensils, and then distributed them to the tables, and the air was filled with a warm smell.

Wang Tieshan summoned the maidservant to remove the small wine cup in front of her, directly carried a jar of wine, stood up, stared at the eyes of Dongluo, and said in a deep voice: "Lord, I salute you with a cup, but I don't know if the prince can still drink it?"

A jar is used as a cup, it seems that Wang Tieshan is not good!

Dongluo looked at the delicate small wine cup in front of him, and shook his head with a smile, this was the first time he had shown this kind of emotion since he participated in the banquet, and his somewhat flushed cheeks had a charm exuding, maybe this was the temperament that the woman in the Chang'an Boudoir Pavilion said.

For the first time ever, he's been asked if he's still drinking.

I really don't know what this Wang Tieshan thinks, could it be that he is too successful in pretending to be drunk, thinking that he is really not strong enough to drink?

This Wang Tieshan is still too young! It seems that this Wang Tieshan wants to get himself drunk, so that he can make some ugliness and lose some face. The idea is very beautiful, but the reality is very cruel, and in that case, it is necessary to teach him, a man who has not been beaten at the wine table, a lesson.

It's good to let him know that knowing that Qianbei is not drunk with the winter shopkeeper is not a waste of fame.

Wang Tieshan's expression was solemn, and he held the wine jar and said solemnly: "Back then, Zhenbei

The city is bitter and cold, the weather is cold and the ground is frozen, the armor can not be done, the old prince passed down this method of winemaking, brewed this burning knife wine, the armor drank it, the dragon and the tiger were alive, and the battle was won repeatedly. There are three bowls of this burning knife wine in Zhenbei City, but I don't know if you can drink it...... Don't dare to drink?"

As soon as these words came out, the hall fell silent for a moment.

Xue Nianci's mouth twitched, isn't this Wang Tieshan an iron Hanhan?

Xue Nianci took a deep breath, it was too fucking difficult to hold back her laughter, and she quickly took a sip of wine to suppress her shock, and fucked it, this wine is too fucking strong.

Wang Xifeng looked at Wang Tieshan with some sympathy, and then looked at Zhao Xuanhe, these two people who are destined to become difficult brothers and sisters in a short period of time, it is too funny.

The amount of wine in Dongluo, Xue Nianci's chess strength, these are all things she has seen with her own eyes, how strong they are, even she has no bottom.

I hope that this Wang Tieshan will be able to wait for a while longer, and not be like a tofu mountain, without collision.

Xue Nianci hurriedly came out to "relieve the siege", "That General Wang, Lord Wang, he is really not strong enough to drink, drinking like this is really harmful, why don't you all drink a cup together?"

If this hall was a big wine table, he would have liked to say to everyone in the room, you are surrounded by winterfall. This is not aimed at anyone, but everyone sitting there is waste.

But for the third leek to be cut smoothly, he can only be so faceless and skinless.

There is no way, who told them to be poor now! For the sake of money, Dongluo, the king of Han, doesn't even want face, why does he still have a face! Can he eat it as food? Can he exchange it for money?

I can't, why do you want that face!

As if he hadn't heard, Wang Tieshan still held the wine jar and stared at Dongluo coldly: "It's okay to drink together, or to drink together!"

Wang Xifeng took a sip of the liquor, frowned tightly at the spicy level, and laughed for a while when he heard this, he was still forced to drink wine with this Wang Tieshan! Isn't this a hurry to deliver leeks?

Wang Xifeng shook his head imperceptibly, with the virtue of those two, the leeks sent to the door, there is a reason not to cut, most of them are cut and you don't send them big enough!

Wang Xifeng wiped the corners of her mouth and sat upright, she knew that she was about to have something to do again.

When everyone thought that he would refuse to drink with Wang Tieshan, they saw a hint of a smile between his eyebrows, and with a slight move of his right hand, the wine jar in the court came to his hand silently.

Dongluo staggered to his feet, and said intermittently: "Nianci, now this king... Honwang liquor nature... I'm drunk, take another million... One million medium-grade spirit stones will help everyone. ”

The court was in an uproar, is this agreeing to confront Wang Tieshan?

Xue Nianci and Wang Xifengli acted quickly.

The leeks are ready.

Dongluo waved his hand and said heroically: "Well, since this method of wine-making has been passed down by my father, then this wine, this king should drink it, and he should drink it." ”

Dongluo poured the wine jar in his right hand, and the transparent and clear wine poured out with the pungent aroma of wine, and he swallowed it with his head tilted slightly, and his movements were not so chic and wanton.

Wang Tieshan was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect that the King of Han, who was not strong enough to drink, would drink with him in such a casual way, and when he woke up, Dongluo had already finished drinking a jar, and he was still carrying that jar in his hand, and he hadn't moved, so he also hurriedly drank it.

Dongluo threw the empty wine jar aside and muttered, "Here comes the wine!"

Immediately, a servant brought him a knife and a wine.

From the beginning of drinking, the two sides did not use cultivation, the cultivators in the hall were watching, if Xue Nianci did not open the market, the two of them just drank casually. But this opening is different

, then you can't be casual anymore, you have to drink until you really can't drink it. For the wine was no longer the business of the two of them, but of them with those who had bet on them.

There are already more than 2 million bets on Wang Tieshan's victory, and only more than 100,000 bets on Dongluo to win.

The reason why there is such a big gap is that in addition to the obvious winter invincible wine, it is also because someone has lost too much before, and he wants to use this to get back the original, of course, the most important reason is that Fan Zeng wants to force the winter to fall and force him to drink, so he bets a lot.

In other words, if he loses, he will lose not only wine, but also more than 1.9 million medium-grade spirit stones.

So, he can only win, and in order to win, he can only drink as much as he can.

And the end result is that he can't win.

But the development of events is always unexpected.

By the time Wang Tieshan began to drink the second altar, the second altar of Dongluo had already been drunk.

The third, fourth, fifth...... There are three bowls of burning knives in Zhenbei City, this altar can hold five or six bowls, Wang Tieshan dares to fight with Dongluo, the strength is naturally good, but no matter how good it is, it can't stand Dongluo's lifeless drinking method, after all, it can't be resisted, and he fell down with a red face.

Soon, a servant carried Wang Tieshan down, but no one in the hall spoke, because Dongluo was still drinking, and he hadn't stopped.

The sound of wine kept ringing, and Dongluo held up the wine jar with his eyes and said: "Wang Tieshan, this king tells you that the wine field, like a battlefield, can die, but you can't retreat." ”

"Hey, Wang Tieshan, what about you! I can't see you anymore. ”

"Wine... Come on, this king can still drink!"

"Wang Tieshan, come and take one. ”

"Wang Tieshan, come, drink ......"

"Wine is the essence of food, and the more you drink it, the younger you become. ”

......

"Wine ...... Come on!"

"Lord Wang, the wine is gone. ”

......

Dongluo lay on his back on the low table, waved his hand and said, "If it's gone......, it's gone!" Have fun. ”

"Oh, by the way, is Wang Tieshan still standing?"

"Fell. ”

"Still awake?"

"Already drunk. ”

"Then it seems that he can't do it on this drinking field! I don't know what it's like on the battlefield. ”

......

Everyone looked at the more than ten empty altars on Dongluo's side that were more than Wang Tieshan, and they were a little frightened.

Everyone can naturally see that neither of them used cultivation to relieve hangover, and they both relied on their bodies to carry it.

And Dongluo relies not only on the body, but also on the will.

The perception of the people at today's banquet has changed a lot.

A person with such a strong will, why worry about big things.

The way some people looked at him was slowly changing.

Fan Zeng, who had rarely spoken before, suddenly spoke, "Since the prince has enjoyed himself, then this banquet is over, what do you think, prince?"

Dongluo hummed softly, and agreed to it.

His sober heart was already roaring and shouting Hurry up and end it! Lao Tzu can't pretend anymore, and if he pretends again, he will have to wear it.

Of course, the most important thing is that the leeks have been cut almost, and they are too much to survive, and the three stubbles are enough.

Dongluo was about to stand up on the ground, but Fan Zeng suddenly said: "Yuan'er, the prince has come from afar to bring the meeting gift I prepared for the prince." ”

Dongluo, who just wanted to get up, took the opportunity to lie down again, fuck, Fan Zeng, your uncle, come back, are you still finished?

But he also knew it would be the last time.

Because Fan Zeng personally took action.