Chapter Twenty-Eight: Wine Chilled
When Tian Jian heard this, he showed a surprised expression and said, "Really? After that, I looked at the glass of wine carefully, and found nothing special.
Bai Jin's face was in pain, if it was someone else, he would have let him get out a long time ago, but this is the crown prince of Qi State, he is in someone else's territory, even if he is worth a lot, he does not dare to have the slightest disrespect for Tian Jian.
He smiled and said, "Your Highness, if you like to drink, this pot of wine will be given to you!" ”
After Bai Jin finished speaking, he felt that his heart was pinched fiercely, and it hurt his heart!
This pot of wine is not only expensive, but also cherished abnormally, if it weren't for his own business channels in the Western Regions, let alone himself, even the monarchs of the Seven Kingdoms didn't want to get a drop of wine, he worked hard to transport ten jars of wine from the Western Regions, and the Western Regions were blocked by the Huns, and now he has less than three jars of wine to drink, and now, he has less than three jars.
Tian Jian was not polite at all when he heard this, picked up the silver wine jug and poured a glass into his cup, and drank it all, this was the only feeling he could connect with the future generations.
With the wine filling his belly, Tian Jian felt a sense of comfort all over his body. Pour in the wine, the clear and translucent amber color is swaying and flowing, just like the appearance of flying fairies dancing lightly in a dream.
The crystal clear fragrance condensed Tian Jian's deep affection for his past life, and the amber wine juice slowly descended along the wall of the glass, revealing an intoxicating moisturizing glow like clotted cream, only serenity and tranquility.
The silver cup is like the shaking of the previous life in Tian Jian's eyes, and the delicate and pleasant, elegant and rich aroma ripples lightly with the swaying of the cup, raising the glass to the lips, relaxing the heart and soul, with the ripe connotation of purple grapes after the rain.
Sip the nectar into the lips, and the pleasant sweet fragrance slowly escapes, diffuse, and I am willing to sink ......
The sweetness is like the elegance of the first sight, the longing is full of longing, and the melancholy of imminent departure is radiant; Slightly sour like the parting of encountering and turning, interpreting the wordlessness of inner gains and losses; The slightly salty feeling is like the precipitation of the years, in the silence of time, like experiencing a thousand years of wind and clouds; Bitterness lingers in life, like a song of parting songs, and the frost and wind blow the sorrow left on the cheeks; The pink peach blossom petals under the courtyard with a faint astringency have seen through the sinking of the sea of suffering in the world, and they are willing to float away to retain a fragrant fragrance.
The elixir that reveals the fantasy of the soul slowly slides in the mouth, and this charm ripples elegantly in the heart, sliding into the throat, and a heartfelt joy fills the whole heart!
Without waiting for Tian Jian to continue to feel, the corners of Bai Jin's mouth next to him twitched uncomfortably, indicating the unhappiness in his heart.
Tian Jian secretly felt funny in his heart, and said: "Brother Bai, this grape wine, when I first tasted it, I only felt fragrant, but under the pleasure of drinking, it lacked a little feeling!" ”
When Bai Jin heard this, the corners of his mouth were not twitching, and he asked curiously, "What does Your Highness mean by this?" ”
"Grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people came back to fight in ancient times? Tian Jian chanted to himself.
Again: "This grape wine should be set off by a jade cup, supplemented by ice, it must be the best in the world!" Tian Jian kept sighing.
When Bai Jin heard Tian Jian's verses, he felt that the iron-blooded conquest was connected with the matter of drinking, and his ambition was suddenly aroused, but he also had some doubts in his heart, and asked: "Where did Your Highness get this sentence, it is very different from the current poems, although the poems are long, they are simple and easy to understand, and they directly express the pride in their hearts." ”
Tian Jian was suddenly embarrassed in his heart, and said secretly: "This is Wang Han's "Liangzhou Ci", can you hear the poems of the future generations for a thousand years?" ”
However, there was no timidity on his face, and he smiled indifferently: "This is an unintentional work of this palace, Brother Bai doesn't need to ask more." ”
"But......" Bai Jin was constantly suspicious in his heart, how could a person as rude as Tian Jian drink wine could sing such an unusual poem.
However, Bai Jin's suspicions were quickly disturbed by Tian Jian, and Tian Jian pretended to be mysterious and said, "Brother Bai, don't you want to taste the chilled grape wine?" ”
When Bai Jin heard this, his heart was full of greed, and he said: "Your Highness, but there is no ice here in the summer heat!" ”
Tian Jian smiled slightly, clapped his palms, two guards came over, and Tian Jian ordered: "Go and transport a few squares of ice from the ice cellar in the palace." ”
The two guards received the order and immediately ran out of the wheat field.
I have to sigh at the powerful wisdom of the ancients, as early as the Xia Dynasty, our country had the earliest tradition of storing ice. Xia Xiaozhengzhong's "Ice." "The Treatise on Trials" is translated: Ice is used for sacrifices, and ice is divided to give to doctors. As early as the Xia Dynasty, when the weather was hot, the King of Xia gave the doctor ice cubes to relieve the heat.
In fact, Bai Jin also pretended not to know, as a frequent visitor to the nobles of various countries, the existence of the ice cellar was not a secret to him at all.
It is said that at this time, Wei Qing was constantly recruiting soldiers in the middle of the wheat field, and in just one hour, Wei Qing had already recruited more than 1,000 people.
However, Tian Jian's quota for his soldiers was only 750 people, and he had to eliminate more than 300 people among them.
Wei Qing whispered a few orders to the servant next to him, and the servant left immediately.
After a while, the servant brought dozens of big men with stone locks, grass targets, bows and arrows of various sizes.
The voice in the center of the wheat field was a little chaotic, Wei Qing shouted: "Everyone, please be quiet, Wei Qing is not talented, Meng Prince trusted, recruited 750 people today, but the enthusiasm of everyone is high, now there are many people, Qing has to sift through it, in order to select the most elite people, anyone who can shoot an arrow in the bull's-eye, or who can lift a 200-pound stone lock can enlist in the army, the rest of the people, Qing screened again, now there are people who are confident that they can bend a bow and shoot arrows or lift a stone lock?" ”
As soon as Wei Qing's words fell, dozens of big men stood up from the crowd and shouted, "I'm willing to give it a try." ”
Wei Qing gave up his position, let the men each hold a bow, only to listen to a few swishing sounds, the arrows shot by those big men were all in the bull's-eye, and the people in the Warring States Period were more advocating force, and the cheers continued.
Suddenly, a big man walked in front of Wei Qing and shouted: "Dare to ask the commander of the guard, you can open the bow with both hands, I don't know if the commander of the guard can give it to the next hundred households." ”
Wei Qing took a closer look at this big man, a rough black man in short clothes, with a tough body hidden under his clothes, and his face was honest, but the light flashing in his eyes undoubtedly showed that this person was not simple.
He laughed and said, "Dare to ask the name of the strong man." ”
"In the Lower Chu people Longzhi." Ryuji replied in a deep voice.
"Although it is strange to open a bow with both hands, but a soldier with two fine shots can also do it, you can be the banner master, leading fifty people, and one hundred households leading two hundred people, not some two-handed bow opening skills." Wei Qing refused.
"Then I can shoot the bullseye from 300 meters away!" Ryuji's face remained unchanged and asked in a muffled voice.
As soon as Long Zhi's words came out, everyone was in an uproar.
Wei Qing's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he said: "If a strong man can shoot into the bull's-eye from 300 meters away, Qing will definitely be a strong man as this hundred households." ”