Chapter 00027 Drinking

In ancient times, the living room was specially used for meeting guests, and even if the two sat next to each other, there was only a narrow tea table in the middle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The chair is back, facing forward, and if you want to speak, you have to turn your head sideways, which is obviously not enough to meet the requirements of drinking.

If you want to drink and talk face-to-face, you have to move the chair, but to do so, in this day and age, is a very rude thing to do, and it is extremely disrespectful to the guests.

The stone lance sat on the chair, like sitting on pins and needles, it was uncomfortable, and finally he couldn't help it and spoke. "Your Highness, since you want to drink, the last general thinks that we should move to the back hall. After all, it'...... here."

Shi Lance patted the armrest of the chair he was sitting on, and then knocked on the narrow tea table between him and Zhao Shuo, looking embarrassed.

"I think it's good here, why bother moving to the back hall." Zhao Shuo said lightly.

After Zhao Shuo's words were finished, Shi Yan's face became even more ugly, and he saw that he would rub his palms and the armrests of his chair for a while, but he didn't speak after all, because he really didn't know what to say.

"Your Highness, it's really inconvenient to drink here. Otherwise, we will listen to Deputy Commander Shi and move to the back hall? Gonggong Feng noticed that the scene was a little embarrassing, and lowered his head and whispered to Zhao Shuo.

Although he hadn't figured out what was going on, Zhao Shuo knew in his heart that his approach might have conflicted with some ancient etiquette.

Such things were accustomed to in his own mansion. But after all, this is the place where Shi Lance garrisoned troops, not his Zhao Mansion.

After searching in his mind, Zhao Shuo realized the problem, and completely understood the meaning of what Shi Lance and Feng Gonggong had just said.

This is also the only benefit that Zhao Shuo left to the current Zhao Shuo in the previous life, as His Royal Highness the Prince, although he is not welcomed and has no rights, but the etiquette is still very complete.

"I and Deputy Commander Shi are gentlemen's friends, and we cherish each other, so why care about these red tapes." Zhao Shuo shouted towards Gonggong Feng.

Father-in-law Feng listened to Zhao Shuo's reprimand, and as soon as his eyes rolled, he understood that this was to completely win over Shi Yan.

Taking two steps back and kneeling on the ground, Gonggong Feng said urgently. "What Your Highness said is that the old slave knows that he is wrong."

Although I didn't hear what Father-in-law Feng said to Zhao Shuo, the situation in front of him explained everything, that is, Father-in-law Feng also asked Zhao Shuo to move to the back hall.

Gonggong Feng said the same thing as Shi Lance, which seemed to Shi Lance that Gonggong Feng was helping him. Father-in-law Feng is the contact between him and Zhao Shuo, it can be said that in Shi Li's heart, without Gonggong Feng, it is impossible for him to get acquainted with Zhao Shuo, so the relationship between the two has always been good.

Now seeing Gonggong Feng being scolded for him, he couldn't bear it, so he got up and saluted. "Your Highness, Gonggong Feng is loyal, if he does something wrong, I hope His Highness can give him a chance to make amends."

Zhao Shuo didn't intend to punish Gonggong Feng, but now Shi Yan spoke again, pretending to ponder for a while, and then said to Gonggong Feng, who was kneeling on the ground. "Since Deputy Commander Shi interceded for you, then forget about this matter, and if you do it again in the future, you will never be spared."

Father-in-law Feng was very cooperative, and hurriedly buckled his head to thank him.

"The old slave thanked His Highness."

"Get up." Zhao Shuo said flatly. After Gonggong Feng stood up, Zhao Shuo continued. "Thank you Deputy Commander Shi yet."

Gonggong Feng nodded very knowingly, and then bowed to the stone lance. "The old slave thanked Deputy Commander Shi for his intercession."

Shi Lance replied. "Grandpa Feng is polite."

After returning the salute, under Zhao Shuo's signal, the stone lance sat down.

"Meet Your Highness, Deputy Commander, this wine ......"

The soldier with the wine came back with two jars of wine, and after saluting Zhao Shuo and Shi Lance, he knelt on the ground with a puzzled expression.

The stone lance also didn't know how to speak, because the tea table in front of him was too narrow.

Zhao Shuo chuckled. "Put down the wine first, and go move a larger table of eight immortals."

The soldier with the wine was even more confused, and moved the Eight Immortals table to the living room, this was the first time he had heard of such a thing.

"This ......" the soldier with the wine looked embarrassed.

"Your Highness asked you to go, don't hurry up." Shi Lance was depressed, this soldier was completely disgraced to him.

"Yes, yes, the little one will go right away." The soldier who took the wine put down the two jars of wine, did not dare to say anything more, and trotted out.

"The subordinate soldiers have no way, which makes His Highness smile." Shi Lance said helplessly.

Zhao Shuo got up, walked to the wine jar placed on the ground, squatted down, and picked up a jar.

"Deputy Commander Shi, you said this is your treasured wine, I have to taste it."

Seeing Zhao Shuo pick up the wine jar, Shi Lance hurriedly followed. "Your Highness, leave this Kaifeng job to me."

The wine jar that Zhao Shuo was holding was sealed, if he really let him open it, it would still take some time to open it, but now that Shi Lance opened his mouth, he was also happy and directly handed over the wine jar to Shi Lance.

The soldiers holding the wine jar were still very fast this time, and at this time, they had already called other soldiers, and they brought a table of eight immortals together, and they also brought wine bowls by the way.

After the table was set, they were very clever and moved the chairs next to them.

Zhao Shuo did it on the chair facing south and facing north. "What's the point of drinking dry, go and call your guys and get some side dishes."

The soldiers are very smart now, and no one dares to ask about the stone lance, so they go to prepare.

At this time, the stone lance also unsealed the wine seal and removed the sealing mud.

"Your Highness, I have been storing this wine for many years, you can taste it."

Shi Lance said, poured a bowl of wine, and handed it to Zhao Shuo.

Zhao Shuo took the wine bowl and sniffed it gently, this was the first time he drank the wine of the Song Dynasty, and a faint aroma of wine wafted out, which made people feel refreshed.

"Good wine, good wine."

In ancient times, most of the wine was rice wine, that is, wine made from grain, which looked a little cloudy, but it smelled really good.

Hearing Zhao Shuo's praise, the stone lance also had a light on his face. Pour yourself a bowl, then put down the jar and pick up the bowl.

"Your Highness, the last general will give you a bowl." After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank a bowl of wine in his hand.

Although Shi Shu had no malicious intent, he drank it, and if Zhao Shuo didn't drink it, then it would be embarrassing.

Fluttershy and Grandpa Feng have never seen Zhao Shuo drink, and the reason why Grandpa Feng stopped Zhao Shuo is that he is worried that Zhao Shuo will get drunk in the living room and damage his image. After all, in the back hall, there will be many fewer soldiers, and it is easy to arrange when drunk.

But now that the lance has finished drinking, they are trying to stop it, and it is too late.

"Your Highness is young, I think this wine is still an old slave......" Gonggong Feng walked to Zhao Shuo's side and said boldly.

"Grandpa Feng!" Zhao Shuo interrupted Gonggong Feng's words. "You and Fluttershy also moved a chair and ate some food and drinks together, and you were tired after a day of running with me."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Shuo gently picked up the wine bowl and slowly poured it into his mouth. He was gambling because he remembered someone saying that in ancient times the alcohol content was very low. This time he got the bet right.

The entrance of the wine was a little smooth, and there was not much wine, and as soon as he raised his head and a bowl of wine entered his stomach, Zhao Shuo had confidence.