Dinner was served in that octagonal pavilion.

A round table with a variety of vegetables and vegetables is set up.

As if Zheng Xun was not enough, he pointed to Sima Xuan and Sima Yue and said to the young man: "These people sitting at the table are all big." Hurry up, and command your shopkeeper to serve all the dishes you are good at. Also, fifty years of pear blossom white, let's have ten altars first. ”

Zheng Xun is an alcoholic idiot, and the sentence that is often hung in his mouth is that he hopes to be drunk for a long time and never wake up.

The young man didn't dare to agree without permission, and turned his head to look at Wang Jun.

Wang Jun nodded lightly, and the young man agreed crisply: "Come on, you wait, the little one will serve you wine immediately." ”

The young man's movements were very fast, and after a while, he immediately moved the ten jars of pear blossoms.

Zheng Xun bent down to lift an altar, stretched out his hand and patted the mud seal at the mouth of the altar, and suddenly a rich aroma of wine came to his face.

Brushing brushes, the young man held a stack of large white porcelain bowls in his hand, and placed one in front of everyone like electricity.

Sima Yue and the others all had confused expressions on their faces.

Although Sima Yue is a woman, she has never drunk liquor so widely, Sima Xuan and several of them are not yet underage strictly speaking, even if they drink alcohol on weekdays, at most it means a small cup, where have you ever seen such a posture of directly filling with a big bowl.

Sima Yue looked at Zheng Xun with some dissatisfaction, why don't you just blow it up if you are so good? Just put a jar in front of each person, where can you use such a bowl so troublesomely.

As if sensing her gaze, Zheng Xun motioned to the young man to fill the big bowl in front of everyone with wine, and said with a smile: "There is no difference between the master and the student tonight, since everyone is sitting together, they are brothers." Come, brothers, go one? ”

The brothers didn't move, they all looked at the big bowl in front of them and kept their expressions bewildered.

Zheng Xun then continued: "Hey, this is boring." According to our Da Xia, the three of you are all seventeen years old this year, and although you are not yet adults, you will all be adults next year. Seventeen years old is the best age for bloody boys, how can you still be afraid to drink alcohol? What are you afraid of, it's a big deal to drink too much later, and I'll send you back. Rest assured, I promise not to mention tonight to your parents. So good boys, take the bowl in front of you and show me your bloody side as a man. ”

After saying this, the blood of the few hairy boys present was boiling, and they really couldn't wait to blow it directly.

Sima Yue felt that it was a pity for this Zheng Xun to be an astronomical master. As far as his mouth cannon is concerned, if he puts it in front of the two armies, it is estimated that he can directly scold the enemy general of the other side and vomit blood, and then the two armies don't have to bother to fight, just win the victory without blood.

Over there, Sima Xuan and Ning Kang were already arrogant and dry, and they dried up the wine in the bowl of the sea. Zheng Xun picked up the wine bowl in front of him and motioned to Cui Huyao: "Cui Hu, do you want to go too?" Or should I ask the guy to change the wine in the bowl for water for you? ”

He said all the words of such a radical general, where does Cui Hu still have a reason not to do it?

So Sima Yue watched Cui Hu take a sip of the wine in the bowl again.

However, the child probably had never drunk alcohol before. Sima Yue saw that after he finished drinking, he wanted to vomit, but he tried his best to hold back the expression, which was really hard.

And at this moment, Zheng Xun was already facing Sima Yue with a wine bowl, looking at her with a smile.

Sima Yue thought that even if this surnamed Zheng would talk about it later, she wouldn't drink this bowl of wine.

"Sima Yue," Zheng Xun said with a smile, "your bowl of wine"

It's just that before he could say the words of persuasion for wine, he saw a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and picked up the wine bowl in front of her.

Sitting on either side of her were Sima Xuan and Wang Jun. Sima Xuan's gang was so excited by Zheng Xun's words just now that he almost forgot his gender, and he was happily carrying the wine jar and pouring wine into his bowl, so naturally he had no time to take care of her.

Then, the person who took her wine bowl could only be Wang Jun.

Sima Yue turned her head and saw that Wang Jun was holding her wine bowl in one hand at this time, signaling to Zheng Xun, and then raised her head and poured it down directly.

Sima Yue:

Fortunately, Sima Xuan and Ning Kang were already at the moment when their emotions were ignited, so they wouldn't notice her at all. Although Cui Hu is a very calm person, this will be a hot throat choked by that bowl of wine. But he didn't want people to see that he didn't know how to drink, so he kept hanging his head, trying his best to endure the cough that was about to burst out of his mouth, and naturally he didn't see what happened to her.

It's just that Sima Yue is powerless to support her forehead, and she didn't have to carry Wang Jun's favor.

In fact, she had already figured out how to push back Zheng Xun's argument of persuading her to drink.

And on this side, Wang Jun has already put down the wine bowl that does not have a drop of wine left.

The meaning in his eyes when he looked at Zheng Xun was obvious, that is, Sima Yue, I am covered, you don't have to persuade her to drink tonight.

Zheng Xun retreated, shrugged his shoulders, and said that he understood what Wang Jun meant, and then continued to use his invincible mouth cannon to continue to plague the three hairy boys.

And under his bewitchment and incitement, the three goods quickly dried up three more bowls of wine.

Although Sima Xuan's mouth cannon skills are not as good as Zheng Xun's, he is also a master who runs trains with a mouth. Before, after all, he was afraid that Zheng Xun and Wang Jun were masters, and he didn't dare to do what he wanted, but when a few bowls of wine went down, where did he remember what master and what student?

When he drank to the point of pleasure, the mouth cannon skill that he had been sealed from the beginning was also reactivated.

Ning Kang is also a lotus flower with a tongue beside him, and it is called a sky. So after a while, the three began to hook their shoulders and backs, and the old brother and brother screamed away, but they hated to pick up the soil in situ for incense, learn from Liu Guan and Zhang Taoyuan, and directly worship as brothers of the opposite sex.

When he was happy, Sima Xuan also forgot about Cui Hu's estrangement, and directly stepped forward with a wine bowl, scooped his shoulder, and said drunkenly with a wine burp: "Cui, Cui Hu, master, I have always looked at you unpleasantly." You say you have a cold face all day long, who are you pretending to be cool? If you want to fuck say cool, my master can be a thousand times cooler than you, ten thousand times. What, Brother Zheng is right, if we can sit together and drink tonight, then we will be brothers. Don't say anything, dry this bowl of wine, and I will recognize you as a brother in the future. ”

Zheng Xun and Ning Kang were knocking on the bowl with chopsticks on the side and coaxing: "It's done, it's done." ”

Although Cui Hu didn't say anything, he was obviously drunk.

Because Sima Xuan said this, he really took the wine bowl in his hand, drank all the wine in it directly with his neck tilted, and then threw it back casually, the wine bowl drew a beautiful arc in the air, and then went directly to the street below.

Immediately, all I could hear was a crackling sound, the sound of a wine bowl smashing on the street. Someone else shouted angrily, "Which turtle grandson is throwing bowls down?" I almost didn't kill your grandfather and me. Come, come, grandpa will come up to you to settle accounts. ”

Zheng Xun, Ning Kang, and Sima Xuan all clapped their hands and laughed.

Sima Xuan even stretched out his hand and patted Cui Hu's shoulder vigorously, and praised: "You kid cow." ”

Then, not to be outdone, he also picked up a wine bowl on the table and threw it downstairs.

Zheng Xun and Ning Kang naturally followed suit.

Sima Yue, who watched this qiē, felt the taste in his heart, which was called a mixture of five flavors.

It's a bunch of fucking demons. All drunk high, brain show funny, this is.

But fortunately, there was a clear-headed one beside her.

Except for the bowl of wine that she drank, Wang Jun never touched a drop of wine at all.

Not only that, but he also whispered a few words to the young man, and soon the young man brought another jar of things.

Wang Jun took it and filled the empty bowl in front of Sima Yue.

Sima Yue looked down and found that the orange juice in her bowl was actually orange juice, and after taking a sip, it was still warm.

And Sima Xuan also saw the orange juice in her bowl at this time, and began to play drunken madness while the wine was on his face.

"I'm going to drink orange juice too, I'm going to drink orange juice too."

Wang Jun was about to ask the guy to pour him a bowl of orange juice, when he saw Cui Hu, who had been sitting still, suddenly got up and stood up, took the orange on the table and pinched it in the palm of his hand, and then he put his clenched hand on Sima Xuan's mouth, and his voice was always cold: "Drink." ”

There was actually orange juice dripping from his clenched fists.

Everyone in the audience was stunned at first, and then laughed incessantly.

After such a fuss one night, Sima Xuan and the three hairy boys were all put down by Zheng Xun, and they were lying unconscious.

Obviously, Zheng Xun is very proud of his results tonight.

He staggered over, wanting to pat Wang Jun on the shoulder, but he dodged it sideways, so he only slapped the void.

"Son, I, I'll send them back. What's that, Sima Yue, hehe, brother, I'll give you a chance to send a beauty on a moonlit night. ”

With that, he turned around and laughed.

Wang Jun was a little uneasy in the end, and whispered a few words to the guy standing on the side, asking him to personally take someone to send the four of them back.

When everyone was gone, he turned to look at Sima Yue, with an obvious smile between his eyebrows: "I'll send you back?" ”