"Cheng Zhijie has to make a fuss!"

was bitten by Cheng Jin, and the civil officials naturally didn't like it, seeing Lao Cheng fiddling with those cups, Wang Qiden couldn't sit still, "You are a vulgar person, what kind of drinking are you talking about, it's a joke!" ”

Someone immediately chimed in: "Haha, I'm afraid it's just a random word." ”

"You know what a!"

Cheng Yanjin glanced at it, muttered a sentence in his mouth, and still fiddled with the wine glass with concern.

According to Cheng Biting Jin's character, it is light to scold people at this time, maybe it will add up to each other, how can it be like this today, it is incomprehensible.

Qin Qiong couldn't help it and asked, "Zhijie, what are you doing here?" ”

"Don't worry, don't worry, we'll see in a while, let this group of dirt buns see what the way to drink is." As he spoke, Cheng Biting Jin Dynasty Wang Qi glanced at it, and the meaning was no longer obvious.

Wang Qi was just about to open his mouth to reprimand angrily.

Lao Cheng set the wine glasses one by one, picked up the moonlight glass, and poured a glass of grape wine, "You are embarrassed to be called an elegant person when you drink like this." ”

"Grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately. To drink this wine, you need to use a glow-in-the-dark glass! This wine bright red color, inevitably lack of pride, after the moonlight cup, the color of the wine and blood are the same, drinking is like drinking blood, there is a saying: 'Ambition is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood'. ”

Cheng Yanjin said as he shook the moonlight glass, and under the light, the wine in the amber glass turned into a bewitching color, which made people's blood soothe.

After speaking, he raised his head and drank the cup, the red wine flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he wiped it off casually, "Haha, happy!" ”

Boom!

In the future, all of them swallowed a mouthful of saliva and remembered the angry horses on the battlefield in the past.

"Great! Good one, Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood! On the spot, many generals who were both civil and military clapped the table and applauded loudly.

"Haha, my generation of men should be like this!"

Like Wei Chigong, he doesn't know anything about literary talent, and he also coaxed, he is mainly greedy.

"Zhijie's words are good, when the big thing is revealed!"

Li Shimin was also a little fascinated, reminiscing about the past years in his eyes, holding up the golden jue, and having a drink with the ministers.

There is nothing to say among the civil officials, and the two lines of poetry have calmed the whole process, and among the present, many civil officials have been on the battlefield, and there is a lot of pride in their hearts.

But it's not over yet, I just heard Cheng Yanjin continue, "If this Fenjiu is like this, you should drink it in a jade bowl......"

As he spoke, he picked up a jade bowl on the table and poured himself a bowl of wine, "There is a poem: 'The jade bowl holds amber light'......" As he spoke, he looked down at his palm.

Of course, this small detail, everyone did not pay too much attention.

"Besides, Sanle pulp is a kind of liquor outside the Guan, although the taste is good, but unfortunately it lacks the aromatic atmosphere, it is best to drink it with a rhino horn cup...... "He really found a rhinoceros horn cup and drank a full cup.

"Pear blossom wine, ......"

Cheng Biting Jin commented on several kinds of wine in a row, and the Chinese Wu Minister of the Hall was dumbfounded, and looked at the old Cheng in the hall blankly.

Slowly, Fang Yiai found something unusual, Lao Cheng often skimmed his palm, looked at Cheng Chumo and the two brothers, the three of them looked at each other, and the smile on their faces was extremely embarrassing.

It seems that everyone thought of one place.

Fang Yiai was speechless for a while, Cheng Biting Jin grabbed this discourse to pretend to be forced, damn it, he didn't memorize it all, he relied on Xiao Fry to read it!

He lowered his head and held his forehead, staring at the dishes on the table, not daring to look up, for fear that he would burst out laughing.

"Daughter Red ......" In the hall, Lao Cheng continued.

"Fang Er, ugly cow, what's wrong with you, Uncle Cheng's article on wine is really very exciting......" Seeing that the three of them were like ostriches, the eldest grandson asked puzzled.

"It's really exciting."

The corners of Fang Yiai's mouth twitched, she couldn't hold back a smile, and replied with ambiguity, what he said Lao Cheng's performance, put it in the future generations, will definitely be able to win an Oscar.

Li Tai also looked at the three of them, and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't guess it.

"Good! Those who know the festival are worthy of being good at drinking, and they know a lot about the way of drinking! ”

"Haha, this article on wine is just right!"

Li Shimin also clapped his hands in response, admired this discussion of wine, looked down at the golden jue in his hand, compared with the wine glass on Cheng Biting the gold table, it looked much inferior, and he was embarrassed to raise it for a while.

There was a lot of commotion in the hall, and some people who were close to Cheng Yanjin would come over and ask, "Where did Zhijie hear about it?" ”

The old brother has been for so many years, what kind of person Cheng Biting Jin is, everyone understands in their hearts that this is not something he can say. To have this ability, with his character, how could he say it until now.

"What's the matter, the old man can't feel it?"

Looking at the expressions of the generals, no one believed Lao Cheng's words, Hou Junji said curiously: "Zhijie, there is no need for our brothers to hide it, where is this Yingjie, introduce it." ”

"Dare to ask Zhijie, who is this theory from?"

Wen Chen was first surprised by the content, and at this time he also traced back to the source.

"Naturally, the old man said it."

"This discussion of wine is quite good! But the fly in the ointment is ...... Several of these poems have never been heard. Although it is only one or two sentences, you can hear the quality of a few poems, which is of course very attractive to a group of literati.

"You won't say that you wrote this poem too, right?" Wang Qi sneered and avenged Fang Cai's revenge.

In the corner, Fang Yi's love suddenly changed, and he thought, "It's not going to be exposed, is it?" He also remembered that several poems were written after Zhenguan, and at that time, the patronage was forced to dress and negligent......

Cheng Yanjin was also dumbfounded at this time, although he had read books, he was not interested in poetry and songs, and he had not checked it before, I don't know how many new poems this is!

I thought: "I knew earlier, let Fang Boy write the poem." "He has excellent acting skills, and he didn't look at Fang Yiai.

Fortunately, Lao Cheng was very thick-skinned, and he was also provoked, "That's natural." ”

"You ......"

Wang Jue was so angry with him that he almost fainted, and his temper also came up, "Okay! Since it was written by you, complete a few fragments of the poem. ”

"The old man's inspiration was like a diabetes collapse at the time, so he made it casually, and now he is out of inspiration......"

The two of them are tense, staring at each other with big eyes, Lao Cheng is not afraid at all, Lao Tzu is thick-skinned, what can you do with me? No, Lao Tzu still has fists.

Anyway, he is not a literati, he cares about his face, he cares about his reputation, copying poems or something, it is nothing at all, he generally relies on robbery.

Hearing the ministers discussing the poems, the eldest grandson Chong's heart suddenly moved, and he looked at Fang Yiai next to him.

Fang Yiai is not in the seat.

He didn't know when, he had already run to the center of the main hall, and he was still holding a big wine jar in his arms, "Uncles and uncles, this is the newly brewed wine in the winery, I hope you will give an opinion." ”

Bang!

As he spoke, he laid the jar on the ground.