Zong Xiu's frightened face turned white.

What day is the army camping? What day is Guozijian? It's really turned over, and it's not dead and peeling off.

Especially Lao Li actually brushed his beard with his hand, as if he was thinking, Zong Xiu was anxious, but he didn't dare to refute.

He sang all the songs, and was 'over-explained' to have the heart of the world and the ambition to expand the territory for the Tang Dynasty, but now if you want to say that you don't have that mind, you just sing and play, and Lao Li doesn't slap him yet.

"Zong Aiqing."

Lao Li stroked his beard slowly.

Yes, it has become Aiqing again.

Zong Xiu's face turned pale, and he hurriedly said, "The minister is here." ”

Lao Li glanced at Li Shiji before asking, "What do you think?" ”

Cheng Biting Jin and Wei Chi Jingde coaxed.

"Brother Zong, what is the teaching assistant of what is the school, come to our army, my brother guarantees that you will be a little general in less than three years."

"Hehe, we are righteous and dry, there are not as many ways as Wenchen, come to us at ease."

Wei Zheng, Fang Xuanling and other Wenchen blew their beards and glared: "What's wrong with our Wenchen?" ”

"That's it, if we don't give you advice and support logistics in the back, what kind of battle are you fighting?"

Seeing that the ministers were about to make trouble again because of the difference between civil and military, Zong Xiu said loudly: "Back to Your Majesty's words, the ministers think that whether it is teaching and educating people in the country; or leading troops to defend the border and defend the country, all of which are contributing to my Tang Dynasty. The minister is a brick in His Majesty's hands, and it is up to His Majesty to move where he needs to move. ”

"Hahahaha...... What a brick, the sect's assistant teaching fruit is a wonderful saying. ”

Lao Li laughed heartily, he had heard a lot of sycophants in his life, but it was the first time he had heard such a fresh and refined sycophant.

Cui Xianwen was even more hateful, but he couldn't find the words to refute Zong Xiu. After all, this sycophant is too high, and he lowers his identity every sentence and lifts His Majesty high.

Li Shiji asked again: "My Tang Army needs a talent like Zong Xiu, and I also ask Your Majesty to order him to be transferred to the camp of the last general." ”

"Hey, Li Aiqing, you're wrong. Although Zong Aiqing has the heart to lead the troops to kill the enemy, he also has extremely high attainments along with arithmetic. The new school has just come out and has not yet been promoted, and Zong Aiqing will be indispensable in the future. ”

Lao Li smiled and politely rejected Li Shiji's request, and Zong Xiu breathed a sigh of relief: It's so dangerous, I almost got away.

In fact, Lao Li also has his own calculations: although Zong Xiu is a talent recommended by Wuwei County, and his net worth seems to be innocent, he recognizes Lanling at a glance and writes poems, which is full of suspicions. Before he figured it out, Lao Li didn't dare to let Zong Xiu touch the military power. Even the reward for Zong Xiu is to add an official to the knighthood and be a literary official, which shows that Lao Li's suspicion is not light.

Li Shiji opened his mouth again, wanting to say something and make Lao Li change his mind, but he saw Lao Li get up with a wine glass, and laughed loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, there are 100 poems and songs at the banquet tonight, and I am very happy." Come, drink this cup with me. ”

The ministers raised their glasses together, and they all drank it all.

Zong Xiu had drunk too much earlier, and now he was forcibly fighting his spirits and trying to stay sober. This will only feel dizzy, I thought it would be over, but Lao Li poured another glass, raised his glass and said: "Zong Aiqing, I don't know if your song has a name." ”

"Back to Your Majesty's words, the name is "Guanshan Wine"."

"Good! is a good "Guanshan Wine", a good one is in the throat. For this koji, drink another cup. ”

Lao Li Er raised his glass, the ministers catered to him, and Zong Xiu could only drink another glass with a bitter face: Is there such a drink? At least let me eat.

Drinking two in a row, Zong Xiu just wants to eat now.

Before he picked up the chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, he saw Lao Li holding the wine glass again and said with a smile: "Listen to the tune, Zong Aiqing is also a person who loves wine, this cup I drink with Zong Aiqing." ”

Zong Xiu: "......"

The eldest grandson Wujian got up with a smile with a cup and said, "Your Majesty, this cup will be replaced by the concubine." ”

Lao Li pretended to be surprised and said: "Isn't the queen also touched by the song?" ”

The eldest grandson said with a smile: "Zong Aiqing borrowed the lyrics of the song, and there was a high song of 'I once walked in Chang'an, and I fought wine on the tenth street', which shows the pride. This amount of wine must be excellent, and the concubine thinks that such a heroic person can use a small cup. ”

Zong Xiu was stunned for a moment, and without waiting for an excuse, he saw the eldest grandson Wujian shouting: "Come on, change the big bowl for Zong Aiqing." ”

“……”

In Zong Xiu's stunned expression, a palace maid walked up to Zong Xiu with a jade bowl in her hand. The mouth of the bowl with the size of the face plate was filled with a bowl of wine.

"Zong Aiqing, this palace is shallow, please forgive me."

The eldest grandson pinched the small wine glass and drank it all.

Zong Xiu was depressed, he felt it: these two people wanted to get him drunk.

But the eldest grandson has drunk it, what can I do?

"Hehe, brother, drink it, Niangniang's wine, you can't stop drinking." Cheng Biting Jin smiled evilly: "Do you want my brother to feed you?" ”

"Don't, don't."

Zong Xiu gritted his teeth and closed his eyes: If you fight, isn't it just a bowl of wine?

Zong Xiu picked up the wine bowl, tilted his neck, and poured a big mouthful of 'tons and tons' into his stomach.

After drinking, Zong Xiu wiped his mouth with his sleeve: "Your Majesty, Niangniang, the minister really can't drink, if you drink again, you will be drunk." ”

When he said this, Zong Xiu's body was a little shaky, and his eyes were blurry.

Lao Li and Eldest Sun Wujian glanced at each other, and they felt almost the same.

Lao Li said: "Haha, Zong Aiqing is too modest, it's better to be like this, how about you take advantage of the wine and improvise a poem?" This feast is for you, you only have one song, but no poetry, inappropriate, inappropriate. ”

The eldest grandson Wujian echoed: "I have heard that Zong Aiqing is talented and has the talent to write poetry, and this palace wants to see it. ”

"Huh?"

Zong Xiu's heart was not good: Good guy, I said why did you keep pouring me wine, so you were waiting for me here.

Poetry must not be written, at least not now.

In front of the civil and military of the Manchu Dynasty, the reputation of the talented man was confirmed, and the military generals would not talk about it, and the Wenchen would definitely not be pleased.

Since ancient times, there is no first in literature, no second in martial arts, if only he had written poetry from the beginning. Now that the banquet is about to end, and all the civil and military officials have already recited poems, he wants to make another amazing poem, and in the eyes of Wenchen, he must think that he is deliberately slapping them in the face.

"Back to Your Majesty and Niangniang, the minister really doesn't know how to compose poetry, and ......" Zong Xiu secretly pinched his tiger's mouth, and the feeling of vomiting instantly surged up his throat.

"Vomit ......"

Wine, food, and vomiting all over the ground.

Lao Li and the eldest grandson Wujian both avoided their eyes, Cheng Biting Jin and Yu Chi Jingde supported Zong Xiu left and right, and said: "Bastard boy, what kind of system have you become, you have lost your honor in front of the saint, and you should not quickly admit your mistakes with Your Majesty and Niangniang." ”

After Zong Xiu vomited, his mind was slightly clear, he pulled away his arms that were supported by Cheng Yanjin and Wei Chi Jingde, and arched his hand: "The minister is shallow, he drank too much, and I ask Your Majesty for forgiveness." ”

"That's it, that's it, go pack it up and come back."

Lao Li waved his hand and urged Zong Xiu to go down.

Zong Xiu made a promise and left the banquet under the guidance of the palace maid.

Seeing Zong Xiu following behind the palace maid and walking towards the rockery, several princesses panicked.

"Oh no, he's coming."

"Hide quickly, he will see his face, and the queen mother will preach again."

However, a few princesses looked around, and saw that there was no cover except for the rockery, so they ran away, and lost their manners, and at that moment Princess Changle held Xiao Jinyang and led several sisters to drill into the rockery.

Zong Xiu saw clearly through the screen, thinking that several palace maids were afraid of being seen by him. When he arrived at the bottom of the rockery, Zong Xiu deliberately stopped, and smiled with the palace maid who led the way: "Little sister, I have you to work, I'm here to blow the wind, you can get busy." ”