How did he go home in the end, Yang Qing doesn't remember at all.

Anyway, Yang Qing's last impression was that in the face of Yuan Jin's wine glass raised with his tongue spewing wine, Yang Qing, who had already turned over the river and the sea in his abdomen, only had time to cast a resentful glance at the still sober Shang Han, as if to explain the aftermath. And Shang Han also nodded heavily with great righteousness, and this matter is settled-you can go with confidence, I will send you home!

Not to mention drinking it, the taste of wine in Yuan Jin's mouth will definitely smoke people to death. Anyway, General Zuo Lang said, no matter the military rank today, there are all brothers on the table, since they are all brothers, it is normal for the elder brother to pinch his younger brother's nose and pour wine. Lvshuai Yuan is a straight-hearted person, his ideas are simple and effective, and his determination to put ideas into action is also very resolute and fast, otherwise how can he become the brigade commander of Peng Ao's brigade?

The final result was that there was not a drop of twenty catties of green wine left, the cumin mutton was wiped out for ten catties, Yang Ziyin, who was "bold in drinking", was dried down, and the rest of the generals of Jian Yuwei returned to the camp with a little wine, and Zhang Nan, a merchant and a man, took care of the aftermath......

In the middle of the night, Yang Qing woke up slowly.

Splitting headache and dry throat. Yang Qing turned his head sideways with difficulty, hoping to find the location of the kettle, so that he would have the motivation to get out of bed.

The pillow was raised, and the dead head was gently lifted up. A cup of warm tea was gently handed to his mouth, and after Yang Qing drank it directly, he raised a pair of drunken eyes.

"Juan'er ......"

"Hmm."

"......" For a while, Yang Qing couldn't find anything to say.

A cool towel was placed on Yang Qing's forehead, and his mind was suddenly cleared.

"Xiang'er? …… Bell, you haven't slept yet. Yang Qing smiled a little weakly, alas, drinking and making mistakes, drinking and making mistakes, and it affected a few of them again.

"Husband, are you still uncomfortable?" Xiang'er opened a pair of wonderful eyes and looked at Yang Qing a little nervously.

"Much better." Yang Qing closed his eyes, it was really sad. He also drank almost a pound of green wine, and with the amount of drunkenness he had in two taels, he had actually exerted himself beyond normal today.

Although it was still early spring and February, although there was still a well water towel that Xiang'er had just covered on his forehead, Yang Qing still had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

The careful Qin Juan pulled down the bedding a little and uncovered a few buttons on Yang Qingzhong's coat to let him breathe. The soft and boneless right hand gently caressed Yang Qing's face, and his loving eyes were like warm water.

Yang Qing spoke out comfortably, and couldn't help but reach out and hold his wife's tenderness, clinging to his face.

"Juan'er, thank you for your hard work."

Qin Juan smiled: "It's not hard, it's just a little worried." The amount of alcohol is not very good, so I will drink less next time. ”

"Well, remember. Today is also helpless, several generals in the army pulled me, first, I don't want to spoil their fun, and secondly, after all, I have the love of robes, if I don't go with them, it is inevitable that they will have concerns in their hearts......"

"Well, Brother Shang, they all said it. Husband, it is natural for a man to drink, let alone socialize, and the concubine is not blaming the husband for not going out to drink. Besides, for the sake of **, it is also a blessing to take care of a drunk husband......" Qin Juan smiled shyly, "It's just that my husband is not good at drinking, and getting drunk is both hard and hurtful." Why don't you have a drink at home at home in the future? Over time, you might be able to train the amount of alcohol. ”

"Huh?" Yang Qing was dumbfounded, as his wife's persuasion father-in-law to practice drinking? Is it a blessing to be able to take care of a drunken father-in-law? Looking at Xiang'er and Bell who looked happy and obviously looked at Qin Juan's horse, Yang Qing suddenly felt that there was no way to say anything more.

This evil feudal society! Why are you so happy?!

"Huh...... Let's talk about it, talk about it. Yang Qing habitually touched his nose and smirked embarrassedly. By the way, I'm drunk...... Didn't do anything out of the ordinary, did you? ”

"Giggles!" Xiang'er suddenly laughed.

Yang Qing raised his head with a little weakness, and the bell was also this virtuous, snickering there. And Qin Juan's face was even more exciting, she wanted to laugh, she wanted to hold back, she was a little angry, and she was a little helpless.

No way! My wine is so bad? What have I done?!

"How...... What's wrong? Yang Qing stubbornly spoke.

Qin Juan's long eyelashes flickered, but she still didn't make a sound.

Yang Qing's eyes for help turned to Xiang'er, and the feeling of being bad in her heart became stronger and stronger.

"Husband, where have you been today?" Bell has been a lot bolder lately.

"Huh?" This is called a surprise, Yang Qing period Ai Ai, "That...... So what, first went to the barracks, and then that...... Isn't it a holiday, and it will be ...... was dragged out by a few ignorant subordinates, saying that I have money, let me be the east, and then ...... And then went...... That one...... What is the place called the Ming River Meander, and then went to the drunken stop building! Drink! And then...... And then I don't remember. ”

"Narukawa meander? What kind of place is that? Xiang'er pursed her lips and asked with a smile.

"yes, I've never heard of it. What is that place? Bell's smile was even bigger.

Broken, broken, broken! I must have said it myself! Drunk and spit out the truth, what a mistake in drinking! Yang Qing lowered his head in resignation and licked his dry lips.

"Looks like you all know? That one...... What, the song is actually a brothel. However, I didn't ...... at all"

"Juan'er, I can't stop you! My husband went to a place I shouldn't have gone today, and I am ashamed of your deep affection for me! But don't worry! I didn't do anything for my husband, so I sat there and chatted ......! Giggles! The bell suddenly spoke, and he was still in a rough voice.

"Bells! Don't say any more, I'll tear your mouth carefully! Qin Juan was shy and anxious, she didn't know what was going on at first, but after listening to a few words, she realized that the dead hooves of her feelings were talking drunk in her husband!

Yang Qing was also stupid for a moment, what is this? Seems like the bell is learning me to speak? No way! That's what I said when I was drunk?

It's a shame to be at home. That's right, I lost it to my own home.

Qin Juan thought about it and felt really funny, she couldn't help it anymore, laughed with the Xiang'er bell who came over, and fell next to Yang Qing, and the bed was full of laughter for a while.

Yang Qing's face turned unprecedentedly red, if it weren't for his wife and concubines all in front of him, he really wanted to get into the quilt.

After a long while, Qin Juan and the three of them barely managed to suppress their laughter.

"Husband, did you really sit like this for a long time?" Qin Juan bit her lower lip, her crooked eyes were full of smiles, how delicate and delicate she looked.

The laughter that Xiang'er and the bell had managed to contain showed signs of seizures again.

"Hmm." Yang Qingwen snorted angrily and glared at the bell viciously.

"That person is not sad to death?" Qin Juan was actually upset.

"Okay, Juan'er, please spare me......" Yang Qing wanted to cry.

"Isn't that girl pretty?" The potential for women's gossip is beginning to rise.

"I ......" Yang Qing wanted to die.

The night that made Yang Qing collapse had just begun......