According to common sense, the local yamen of each state capital and county and above will be concentrated in the middle of a certain city, which means impartiality. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 However, this Datong Province is obviously an exception, because it is located in the northern border area, and it may be attacked by the Mongol Tatars at any time, and in order to ensure safety, these yamen are all close to the south of the city.

But in addition, this governor's yamen is no different from the governor's yamen in Wuchang City and Hangzhou City that Yang Zhen has seen in the past, the same regulations, the same style, the only slight difference is that the outer wall of the yamen here is extremely high and thick, and it looks not much different from the outer city wall.

Yang Zhen knew in his heart that this was the last stronghold of Datong City. Once the outer city, the urn city or something all falls, and even the street battles are defeated, this governor's yamen will become the last fortress of the Ming army. Of course, if that day comes, relying only on the walls here and the far fewer troops inside than the defenders in the city will only be a last struggle.

However, today's Datong Governor Yamen is not as tragic as Yang Zhen thought, but it seems to be extraordinarily singing and dancing. The banquet had already been set up in the large courtyard of the second hall, which could train thousands of people, and of course, as the guests of honor at this reception banquet, their seats were in the real hall of the second hall.

After they entered the courtyard, some people hurriedly went to the side to set up a crowd, and suddenly there were bursts of cheerful gongs and drums on the stage standing high in front of them, and several agile actors jumped high and low there, and performed hard. At the same time, the cold cuts and pastries that had been prepared for the stomach were also brought out and placed on each table.

"Lord Chincha, please! After all, my Datong is a small place, and it is in the borderland, and the items are far less than the capital. Liu Yingji said the scene while waving his hand and leading Zhong Yu and them to the hall inside, looking extremely respectful.

Zhong Yu didn't dare to say in his mouth, but there was no stagnation under his feet, although he had decided to do business, but he still had to accept the kindness of others. Officialdom always pays attention to face, and if he doesn't even accept their reception, it will be too offensive.

As Zhong Yu, Yang Zhen and Liu Yingji, the three most noble guests, each sat down, other civil and military officials in Datong City and the Beijing camp officers who were invited in also sat down, and then the wine and food were quickly presented by the subordinates.

But at this time, everyone was suddenly stunned, because they found that although the protagonist of this reception banquet, Qincha Zhongyu, also picked up the wine bowl, he was a little embarrassed and did not bring the bowl to his mouth to drink, but frowned.

Yang Zhen held the wine bowl and smelled the spicy smell of wine. Although the wine-making process at this time was not as high as that of later generations, and the alcohol content was not so terrifying, Yang Zhen could still roughly judge that the wine had more than forty degrees. For the people of this era, this is the strongest liquor in the world.

Zhong Yu, as a Beijing official, although it is inevitable that there will be some entertainment, but when he interacts with people, he drinks and drinks mostly light wine with a weak taste and low alcohol content, and now once he is faced with such a spirit, it is naturally difficult to eat.

But at this time, Liu Yingji, including Guo Rong and others at the same table, did not have as much respect for Zhong Yuke as they did just now, and when he saw him hesitate, Guo Rong smiled and said: "What, Zhong Qincha doesn't think the wine here is good enough?" But there has always been a rule in our Datong army that this bowl of wine must be drunk no matter what, which is a sign of respect for many brothers. ”

"Yes, yes, please don't dislike our bad wine here, drink this bowl!" Other officials on the side also hurriedly persuaded him. It was Liu Yingji, who also held a wine bowl this time and motioned for Zhong Yu to drink this large bowl of spirits, which was half a catty.

Seeing this, Yang Zhen's brows furrowed slightly: "This is the rule on the Datong wine table?" How come I have never heard of Shanxi people having this kind of wine culture? If it's Mongolia or another ethnic minority, I can still believe that you guys are clearly making things difficult for people. ”

This is indeed the case, because just now at the gate of the city was put on a table by Zhong Yu or the court behind him, and they were taken aback, and these Datong officials were naturally unconvinced and wanted to find some scenes. So he thought of this trick and decided that Zhong Yu's civil servants didn't drink much, so he took this opportunity to give him a bad luck. Otherwise, if they really just want some custom, they can replace them with a smaller wine glass.

Seeing that Zhong Yu was still holding the wine bowl and had no intention of conforming, Guo Rong gave a look to a subordinate beside him. The man understood, quickly raised his wine glass, drank it all himself, and said, "Please also drink this bowl!" ”

"Please fill this bowl with your heart's content!"

"Please fill this bowl with your heart's content!" …… With his persuasion, the other officials in the hall also raised their bowls to invite each other, followed by those accompanying people outside, who also said similar words, and suddenly there was only this sound in everyone's ears like thunder, "Please also drink this bowl!" "That's it.

Yang Zhen originally planned to come forward to help Zhong Yu with the wine, but as soon as he saw the other party's posture, he knew that this idea would not work. Their persuasion of alcohol was just a means to make Zhong Yu and himself understand how united they were was the real goal, and at the same time, they did so to suppress the arrogance of the newcomer.

Things have come to this point, unless Zhong Yu is determined to tear his face with many Datong officials, otherwise this wine must be drunk. He also knew this, so a wry smile appeared on his face: "Everyone, this official has never used such a huge utensils to drink since the Qionglin banquet. But since this is the rule of Datong City, then I, a newcomer, can only follow it. However, the official said first, it is not that I am not good at drinking, but because I have to go to Huayan Temple later, in order not to be disrespectful to the holy land of Buddhism, the official can only eat five bowls of wine today. When he had said this, he lifted his hand and threw his neck up, and he grunted, and drank the wine in one breath.

"Good!" When the people around saw that he finally drank according to his words, and he drank it dry, he immediately cheered. Then the others also picked up the bowl and poured the full bowl of spirits into their mouths.

Yang Zhen was drinking slowly, and at the same time looked at Zhong Yu beside him, and he was still a little worried that this adult would not be able to adapt to the strength of the liquor and fall down. But after looking at his face and finding that the other party didn't even mean anything, he knew that his previous judgment and worry were wrong.

A person who can dry up a large bowl of spirits in one gulp without changing the color of his face is definitely a master in the drinking field. And this Zhong Yu, don't look at his hesitation and shirk just now, but that is obviously showing weakness, this little wine can't make him drunk at all.

At this time, other people were also aware of this, and while they were surprised, some people were a little unconvinced. After giving Liu Yingji a color, Guo Rong picked up the wine bowl again and signaled to Zhong Yu: "Lord Zhong, the last general is a rough man, and I hope you don't be surprised when you speak a little just now." Now I'm borrowing this bowl of wine to pay you a lot, and I hope you have a lot of it. So saying, he drank the wine again.

This is an apologetic wine, if you don't drink it, you will refuse to accept other people's apologies, obviously Guo Rong did it intentionally, cutting off the possibility of Zhong Yu shirking. Unexpectedly, this time Zhong Yu did not frown at all, and casually picked up the wine bowl that had been filled up a long time ago, dried the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Guo's words are too outward. The official is not such a narrow-minded person, since that is the rule in Datong City, follow the customs of the countryside, and the official should follow it. ”

In a short period of time, two large bowls of liquor were in the stomach, even a military general with outstanding body like Guo Rong felt a little uncomfortable, but Zhong Yu was still sober-minded, which made Guo Zongbing obviously a little surprised, and he couldn't answer for a while.

The others were also stunned when they saw that this Lord Qincha had become so bold, but then they became competitive, could it be that so many of us can't fight you as a civil official at the wine table? Thinking of this, someone picked up the wine bowl and came to Zhong Yujing.

In the face of this kind of toast, Zhong Yu didn't even hesitate, no matter how high or low the toaster's identity was, he didn't shirk it, and immediately the wine was dry, and in a blink of an eye, three bowls of spirits entered his throat.

Only then did Liu Yingji know that this Lord Qincha was a real mass, so he intended to end this trouble, which would only bring Zhong Yu fame, and also picked up the wine bowl and said: "Lord Zhong, please drink this bowl again, and you don't have to come up frequently to toast." The latter words are addressed to those below who are eager to try.

While speaking, Governor Liu also drank his bowl very boldly, and coughed a few times with some discomfort. But when he put down the wine bowl and looked at Zhong Yu, he found that he hadn't even picked up the wine bowl. This made him a little puzzled: "Lord Zhong, who are you?" ”

"Please forgive me Lord Liu, the official has already said in advance just now, I can only drink five bowls of wine at today's banquet. Now that the wine has been drunk enough, it may be disrespectful to Huayan Temple if you drink it again. That's why this bowl of wine ......," he said, picking up the bowl and spilling it on the ground.

His move made the whole situation suddenly cold again. But in the face of the eyes of everyone at the table, Zhong Yu did not have the slightest fear, and saw him stand up from his seat as soon as he shook his robe: "Everyone, it's not early, today's reception banquet can be regarded as the official has drunk, so I will leave." After a long journey on the road, I really want to rest for a few days, and I hope that Lord Liu and Mr. Guo can understand. As he spoke, he didn't wait for them to react, so he glanced at Yang Zhen and left.

His behavior was too unexpected, but he did say that he would only drink five bowls just now, but everyone didn't pay attention before, so he was caught off guard at this time. In the end, hundreds of people inside and outside the hall could only watch Zhong Yu and Yang Zhen walk out of the banquet hall with grace.

"My lord, this ......" someone glanced at Liu Yingji hesitantly.

And Liu Yingji couldn't help muttering at this time: "This Zhong Yu is really unfathomable...... but I don't know if he is talking about Zhong Yu's alcohol consumption or as a person!

Before I knew it, the book was full of millions of words, and I took the opportunity to ask for support。。。。。。。