Highly liquor! Highly liquor! Highly liquor!

Hou Guoxing, who was on the steps of Dengwen Drum, was holding the embroidered spring knife in his left hand, and coughing violently with his right hand covering his chest. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info kept peeking at the officials who were fighting on the front line, wondering which shameless person deliberately pitted himself and replaced him with the old man of the Ming Dynasty. When I drank it just now, I felt at least 30 degrees or more.

Hou Guoxing felt a fire in his heart, wondering if he had encountered a ghost today. pretended to be dead, didn't have the help of fallen leaf flying knives, pretended to be a hero, and actually returned his sister's encounter with a high degree of wine.

Coming to this Daming, Hou Guoxing has drunk wine many times, but every time he sends it is low-alcohol wine. Originally, I calculated that in my future life, the sixty-degree old white dry can dry a pound of wine, and drinking sake in this Ming Dynasty is not as if it is fun, but I don't know that it is the high wine that I got for myself.

(During the Ming Dynasty, it was already possible to brew high-grade wine, but it had not yet spread in the Ming Dynasty.) It was only after the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the Central Plains that high-grade liquor began to spread among the people. ）

Looking at Hou Guoxing, who was coughing, the originally excited crowd began to have a quiet trend, and everyone looked at him on the steps blankly, a little overwhelmed.

"Coming!" Looking at the cold field below, Hou Guoxing, who had a red face, didn't care about coughing and yelled!

Seeing that it was really a bit cold below, Hou Guoxing shouted again:

"Good wine! Wine! There is wine today, and there is drunkness today! Even if you die drunk here, you will not be a man in vain, and you will live once in this world! ”

After speaking, he picked up another bowl, slammed it down, slammed off the wine bowl in his hand, and yelled:

"Who else!"

Hou Guoxing held the embroidered spring knife, posing as if he was too strong to drink but wanted to drink bitterly, and died generously, and for a while, he successfully saved the cold field.

The people seemed to see a hero who was forced to be helpless, but was willing to die generously for himself and others, and more importantly, this hero was still an official, and the crying resounded on Chang'an Avenue for a while.

The scholars who read poetry and books on weekdays were also infected by this atmosphere of not being afraid of death, and some sour Confucians gave applause, and some scholars who loved poetry and literature also chanted a few tragic verses corresponding to the wine.

In addition, the scholar surnamed Liu just made a speech for the country and the people, and the righteous annihilation of relatives, which won a round of applause from the surroundings. Of course, the scholars are not willing to let people specialize in beauty.

Soon, in the shouts of Hou Guoxing's others, a few scholars who were familiar with Hou Guoxing came out, picked up the wine bowls, and sang the so-called righteousness of the famous clan in their hearts, and the grief of having to kill their relatives as a last resort.

Hou Guoxing looked at the group of sour Confucians below, and rushed out to give a few speeches, feeling tired for a while, but fortunately, he successfully covered up the moment when he almost made a fool of himself just now, and he didn't care. Anyway, the more these scholars talk, the longer their time will be.

Thinking of this, Hou Guoxing looked at the scholars who were vying to come out to toast first, kept raising the wine bowl, drank it all, and at the same time waved his hand to the soldier who had just sprayed himself on his face and showed a complaining look beside him, and ordered him to fill it.

But now Hou Guoxing didn't dare to really finish drinking, and the two bowls of Daming Laobai went down, only feeling that the internal organs were burning like fire.

Don't get drunk to death before the reinforcements arrive. I could only pretend to be heroic, picked up the wine bowl and poured it into my mouth, then closed my mouth and let the wine spill down my neck.

At this time, if someone looks carefully, they will find that in the hidden place of Chang'an Right Street, a beautiful woman in a blue gauze dress, frowning, biting her lip, nervously looking at the young man who was full of pride and kept drinking on the stage in the distance. A pair of moments full of agility, revealing a complicated expression.

And next to this beautiful woman, there was a little palace maid wearing a pink palace robe, aged thirteen or fourteen, holding the woman's leg with tears in her eyes, and begging for something in a whisper.

Watching the scholars come up one by one to toast, Yang Lian on the side frowned, and after thinking for a while, he slowly walked to the foot of the steps where Hou Guoxing was standing, waved his hand to the soldiers behind him, and turned to Hou Guoxing, who was crumbling on the steps and his shirt was full of wine, arched his hand and said:

"Hou Qianhu, this official is prejudiced against you on weekdays, today Hou Qianhu you sacrifice your life for righteousness, prove your innocence to the world with death, prove the innocence of the emperor, so that this official is deeply admired, although this official does not drink, today he also made an exception to give you a bowl."

Yang Lian's heart was also full of complexity at this time, Hou Guoxing was now so righteous that he was very angry with himself, but at this time, it was this traitor who was looking for death by himself, so it was no wonder that others were wrong, so Yang Lian interrupted the scholar and came up to salute Hou Guoxing for a bowl. One is to avoid too many dreams at night, and the other is to pay tribute to his pride before he died.

Looking at Yang Lian, who was upright, Hou Guoxing was speechless, thinking to himself that you have nothing to do when you come out to interrupt? These thousands of scholars have a bowl per person, and if you don't have it, you have to drink it until tomorrow, now......

At that moment, he had no choice but to raise the wine bowl and speak:

"Lord Yang, the students have always respected you as a loyal minister of my Ming Dynasty, and today's wine students respect you. After the students leave, I hope you can dissolve the gap between the scholars and the people, so that the students will die blindly.

Although Yang Lian said that he hated Hou Guoxing very much, listening to his words was like his last words, and before he died, he also called himself a student, and a trace of unbearability flashed in his heart for a while. Gritting his teeth, he sighed and said:

"Rest assured, as a parent official, this official will naturally focus on resolving this matter."

When the people below heard it, they all knew that his words meant "to support the orphans", thinking that the old man Qingtian was in the current situation, and also thinking about the future safety of himself and others, and for a while the emotions were even more excited, and the crying on the ground became more intense.

Even the scholars on one side, although they despised this traitor, could not help but be moved by his generosity and chivalry. For a while, I sighed again.

Soon, Hou Guoxing looked for a way, and asked several cabinet elders to also make a bowl, although this identity is a little worse, but everyone is going to die, several cabinet bosses still gave some face and drank a bowl.

Just when Hou Guoxing was changing his method to find someone to drink, he suddenly felt that a group of figures flashed on the city wall, and he stood on the Dengwen platform, and he was looking into the distance. At that time, he put his mind at ease, picked up the wine bowl again, and said to Zhu Youxiao, who was angry in front of him:

Your Majesty, after the death of Weichen, please also ask the emperor to send Weichen's mother back to his hometown, everyone in the world is long, if we are dyed with the emperor's reputation because of our mother and son, the minister is unwilling to die.

After speaking, he ignored it, and Zhu Youxiao, who roared loudly, turned around and laughed at the people kneeling below:

Folks, all the adults today have promised to take care of everyone in the future, and Hou Guoxing can be regarded as letting go of his worries......

After speaking, he picked up the embroidered spring knife and hung it around his neck, laughed at the sky, and yelled for a long time:

"Die well deserved! Hurry! Hurry! ”

"Hou Guoxing!" A gentle voice sounded quickly!

At this time, I saw a beautiful figure, followed by a small palace maid, and a few guards on the side, who were trying to squeeze towards the crowd.

Hou Guoxing looked for the voice, and was stunned at the moment!

It's her! Why her?

At the moment when Hou Guoxing picked up the embroidered spring knife and was about to kill himself, the fifth princess Zhu Huiyan instinctively screamed.

Seeing that the people around her were looking at her, Zhu Huiyan's heart was like a deer, just now Binglan begged hard, begging herself to save Hou Guoxing, but she just felt that this person would not commit suicide in public.

And when he kindly married Bing Lan to him, he actually seemed to have been greatly insulted, and after Bing Lan went back, he was silent every day, and his face was no longer smiling. I really don't understand, why Binglan, this girl, is so affectionate to this affectionate man.

And when Hou Guoxing was on that small bridge, he dared to belittle himself and say such embarrassing things. If it weren't for Binglan's sake, he would have begged the imperial brother to kill this disciple.

Everything proves that this big bad guy is damned.

But why, I still instinctively screamed.

Yes, it's Binglan, I just feel sorry for Binglan, and Zhu Huiyan gives herself a reason in her heart.

Thinking of this, she mustered up the courage, put the hair hanging in front of her face, and used her beautiful hand to comb it behind her ear, and then said to Hou Guoxing on the stage:

"Hou Guoxing, do you remember what you said to me at the beginning?"

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings immediately fell silent. Even Binglan, whose eyes were red and swollen while Zhu Huiyan was crying, looked at her princess with a surprised face.

Zhu Huiyan's cheeks, who noticed the gaffe, burned with a bright flush, lowered her eyelids, and her long eyelashes moved gently.

Confucianism in the Ming Dynasty put forward the principle of preserving heaven and destroying people's desires. Although Zhu Huiyan, as a royal princess, will not be like an ordinary woman, she needs to avoid a man when she sees a man, but in this large court, questioning a man in front of everyone can't help but make people think of Pianpian.

There was silence all around.

After Zhu Huiyan, who was fluttering in blue and gentle as snow, appeared on the stage, the shock to the surrounding scholars had not passed. This sentence seems to directly freeze the scene.

The beauty of Zhu Huiyan has long been spread in Beijing, and many scholars who are lucky enough to meet it have blown it into a stunning beauty that is rare in the sky and has nothing on the earth. If it weren't for the fact that she was a royal princess, it is estimated that her portrait would have been spread in the hands of the Jingshi Shizi. Even so, there are also those scholars who have a way to secretly keep a few portraits.

At this time, when I saw this beautiful woman walking slowly, I was shocked all of a sudden, and I had already forgotten about Hou Guoxing, a traitorous minister. They all made way out. Originally, I was still thinking about how to win a smile from the beautiful woman, so as to leave a good impression, and in the future, with family affairs, I can also kiss Fangze. But now, let this sentence be destroyed.

Damn it! Hou Guoxing, a traitor, must die!

For a while, these scholars felt deeply insulted, why could a villain like Hou Guoxing be able to know the five princesses like fairies, and even get the five princesses to come to the rescue. And these soldiers who are talented for the country and the people can only watch from afar.