Ministers and commanders of all ranks, as well as soldiers of the Ministry of Military Affairs, had dinner in their respective dining areas in the dining hall on the fifth floor. During the meal, the hall was very quiet, and the soldiers were strict in military discipline and never spoke. Only the sound of gossip could be heard from the commander's slender marble dining table. The main general and deputy general went out, and Beitang Beiming sat in the first position on the left hand side and ate quietly.

Next to him was Nangong Hao, the minister of the Military Aircraft Department, a middle-aged man with a square face and an extremely serious and steady face. Next down is the Minister of the Spiritual Division, Bai Yu, a man with an elegant and slow appearance, his son Bai Ze is in his early twenties, inheriting his father's gentle appearance, as his deputy minister, Bai Ze sat next to his father to eat. Opposite the dining table in the north sat the head of the third division of the head of the third division Ying Zheng, the headquarters of the Dongling Military and Political Department has a total of three combat departments, namely the first two and three divisions, and the rest of the soldiers are under the direct jurisdiction of the main general.

The original minister of the second division has stepped down at the end of his tenure, and it is still vacant, Ying Zheng is a little older, in his forties, with a strong body, slightly fat, upright and honest, and he is also the most intimate person among the ministers.

In the past, Tiankuo would sit next to his father in the ministry, or his brother, but today his father is not there, Tiankuo wanted to go home for dinner, but when he walked to the door, he was called back by Uncle Yingzheng, and the uncle asked him to sit next to him. Tiankuo was a little embarrassed, after all, he was still a little hairy boy, he looked at Beiming, Beiming nodded and acquiesced, so he was cheeky and stayed.

The second half of the long table was filled with the captains and commanders of the various branches, who liked to sit apart and sit with whomever they could talk to. Even when the Lord is coming, everyone will not feel restrained, the Lord will be a very generous and casual person, often eating and drinking a lot of wine, chatting loudly with everyone A few words are eaten after a meal.

On the contrary, his son Bei Tang Bei Ming didn't talk much, everyone discussed in private, Bei Ming held an important position as the head of the first branch of the Ministry of Military Affairs at a young age, and it is inevitable that he will become young and old, it is difficult to be like his younger brother Tiankuo, smiling all day long, it is impossible to live a group of young and vigorous soldiers.

In the second half of the long table, everyone chatted happily, the front was silent, Beiming just ate by himself, Uncle Yingzheng wanted to chat with people, but found that Nangong and Bai Puffi were very boring, and he could only drink some wine and eat some side dishes by himself. After two sips, I still felt a little bored, so I said:

"Beiming, can you have two drinks with me?"

Beiming looked up at him, as if he was thinking about something.

"Your dad is not here, and there is no one to accompany me. ”

"Uncle Win," Tiankuo whispered next to Ying Zheng, "My uncle asked my brother to drink less." ”

"I see, he's young, and the Lord won't let him drink, right? Uncle Yingzheng seemed to hear a very funny and cute joke, and couldn't stop saying it, although he had tried to lower his rough voice, but the effect was not very obvious. Everyone still looked at the North Ming in a new way, and the pace was surprisingly consistent!

In fact, everyone still likes to see Beiming turn into a little boy in their hearts, and everyone is looking forward to the next conversation, especially Heba, who stretched his neck to look back and forth here, and deliberately pretended to be trying to hold back.

"Not really. Tiankuo whispered again.

"What's that?" said Yingzheng.

"Yes," Tian Kuo glanced at Bei Ming carefully, he was afraid that he had said the wrong thing because of something, but Bei Ming continued to eat with his head down, obviously not taking it seriously, Tian Kuo's heart was naturally down-to-earth, and he boldly continued: "My uncle is afraid that he will not be able to control his drinking." ”

Ying Zheng smiled for a moment, and asked straightly: "I can't control it, what can't I control? Oh! I'm afraid that he can't control his alcohol, right?" and then laughed happily. Ying Zheng thought in his heart, children are still children, they are really cute, he has always liked the little brothers of the Northern Tang Dynasty. But after the word "child" was succeeded by Beiming, Yingzheng never mentioned it.

Hebal had already covered his mouth, and the food in his mouth had not yet been swallowed, and he was afraid that he would laugh out loud.

"Not really. Tiankuo continued to whisper.

"What's that?" Ying Zheng asked with a smile.

"Uncle is afraid that my brother will not be confiscated, so he will drink you all down. A smile gradually appeared on Tiankuo's quirky little face, unscrupulous, and it was obvious that his "little trick" had succeeded.

"Huh?" Ying Zheng couldn't believe his ears. Even Nangong Hao, who had a serious face, rushed to look at Beiming.

"My brother has been drinking wine as water since he was a child, and since my brother was two years old, he mistakenly drank his uncle's wine as water. Speaking of this, Tiankuo shrugged his shoulders, "It's only after he succeeded as minister." Now it was Tiankuo's turn to hold back a smile.

After hearing this, Heba sprayed all the food on his hands, coughing profusely, and the commanders around him were really afraid that he would turn his back on his breath. One of the people sitting next to him rolled his eyes at Hebal, a look of disgust, and the man raised his arm and glanced at it to see if his clothes had been soiled by Heba. This person is a colleague in the same division as He Ba, the 22-year-old Leng Yi, the captain of the first column, this person has a pair of phoenix eyes, a beautiful face, and is extremely handsome, and the appearance of the man in the entire military and political department is difficult to match.

"Shall I have two drinks with you?" Bei Ming suddenly opened his mouth.

"Ah, yes. Yingzheng didn't fully understand it, and he had already beckoned.

Bei Ming gestured to the soldiers behind him, and immediately someone came up with two empty bowls and a jar of wine.

"Have you seen enough?" said Bei Ming politely.

"Almost. Ying Zheng suddenly felt a little big, he had always known that the master would drink well, and he was not an opponent, but now it seems that this kid in Beiming is a jar of wine, and it shouldn't be much worse than his father.

The two of them drank a bowl of you and I drank a bowl of it. After a while, everyone began to eat silently, and the child who originally wanted to see it was drunk and didn't see it, but Minister Ying, who thought that he had a good amount of wine, was already drunk, and Beiming continued to drink the second altar that had just been opened like no one else.

Suddenly, when he heard Hebal shouting, he raised his eyebrows with joy and grinned happily in his ears.

"Ahhh He wiped his mouth, swallowed the last bite of his meal, and hurriedly stood up, as if he had something happy.

"What's the matter? You're happy to be like this. Yan Tong, who was sitting opposite, asked, he is the captain of a column of the North Ming Branch, his spiritual method is extremely high, subtle and changeable, he is cheerful and lively, he likes to talk, even if he is with the North Hell, he can always find a topic, and the cooperation with the North Shadow on weekdays is even more seamless, thoughtful and sophisticated. It can be called the best choice for the captain of a division and a column.

The reason why Yan Tong did not participate in this ministerial selection competition was entirely because of Beiming, the two usually work very tacitly, and he has a deep relationship with Beiming, which makes him feel like a fish in water in a branch, at ease, and unwilling to seek a higher career.

"A friend came to me. He deliberately raised his tone so that everyone could hear him, and his smug appearance made the men feel the urge to beat him up.

"Who?" Yan Tong looked at his virtue, but still gritted his teeth and couldn't help asking, he is also a person who can't hold back his words on weekdays, of course, it is a matter of course.

"Xiaoyin!" said He Ba deliberately turned the door this time, and said sharply.

"Who?" Yan Tong looked at him with a look of trembling expression, and really wanted to punch him.