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Su Tiancheng was very surprised.

Wu Sangui's performance is by no means a reckless martial artist, he has good knowledge and comprehension ability, not to mention, such a person is indeed a talent, no wonder he became a guerrilla general at a young age.

Although this guerrilla general is only in charge of 1,500 sergeants from the rank of five ranks, this rank is very special, and it is a watershed between middle and senior officers and middle- and lower-ranking officers in the army.

According to the great development of history, Wu Sangui became a general of the right battalion of the forward at the age of 23, and became the deputy general of the right battalion of the forward at the age of 26, which is equivalent to the deputy general soldier, and at the age of 27, he was promoted to the general soldier of the Ningyuan regiment.

The speed of such a promotion is unheard of.

Halfway through the drinking, Su Tiancheng saw that when Wu Sangui was drinking, his eyes were a little vain, as if he was looking at you, and he seemed to be looking at other places, as if he was always thinking about what to do next, how to show the greatest enthusiasm, which is a typical manifestation of opportunism.

Wu Sangui's performance, he won't mind too much, Wu Sangui is in the officialdom, he wants to be promoted, he can't speculate, it's difficult to have a chance, many famous people throughout the ages don't have such a performance.

But this kind of person is not worthy of deep friendship, such a person has a fatal shortcoming, speculation at the same time, everything is centered on self-interest, always show their own trade-offs, very selfish, beneficial things. Just do it desperately, unfavorable things, push it far away, for fear that you will be implicated, such a person cannot be regarded as a real friend.

Su Tiancheng faintly understood. Wu Sangui is thinking about what will do so many things later.

In Wu Sangui's eyes, he is the most precious, and everyone else is used for it.

Su Tiancheng couldn't help but feel a little strange, how could there be so much lingering between Wu Sangui's character and Chen Yuanyuan, is it really a legend.

The wine knows the character, it's really not bad.

Wu Sangui was even more surprised by Su Tiancheng's performance.

As the drinking time continued, he became more and more surprised. Drinking in the army is bold, and people who are desperate on the battlefield have wine today and are drunk today, and even regard wine as life, and drink a bowl of wine in one go, which is not unusual.

Since he is in the army, Wu Sangui also has a bold drinking style. He originally thought that Su Tiancheng would not be able to drink much. Su Tiancheng is one year younger than himself, he has not really sharpened on the battlefield, and it is impossible for a typical literati to exercise such a high amount of alcohol.

But now, Su Tiancheng drank as much as himself, as if nothing happened. Talking and laughing, without the slightest drunkenness, look at Xu Eryi, he has already shown drunkenness.

Moreover, Su Tiancheng actually knew about Dao wine and martial wine.

The so-called literary wine is that the civil officials of the imperial court drink together. Sven's, drinking in a small cup, very Sven from beginning to end, even drunk is Sven, the so-called martial wine, is the drinking method in the army, there is nothing particular, everyone is together, it is a happy drink, it doesn't matter if you shout or shout.

It is difficult to integrate between literati and martial artists, and soldiers do not like to drink with literati, and literati are not used to the style of military drinking.

Wu Sangui took out the drinking rack in the army, Su Tiancheng coped with it easily, and did not show any discomfort, such a literati is easy to get along with the sergeant when he arrives in the army.

As for Su Tiancheng's literary talent, he is out of reach, and when he drinks, he has always been a little apprehensive, for fear that Su Tiancheng will be interested in poetry and lyricism, then he will be embarrassed, but Su Tiancheng has a low-key attitude and never mentions literature.

Wu Sangui pays the most attention to Su Tiancheng's temperament, in this regard, he is even a little jealous, Su Tiancheng has a typical literati temperament, elegant and handsome, but occasionally reveals the temperament of a soldier, uninformal, heroic and generous.

He has always thought that he is very good, although he respects the literati on the surface, but he is a little dismissive in his bones, but the first time he met Su Tiancheng, his self-confidence suffered a big blow.

He had to feel like this, he was not as good as Su Tiancheng.

Seeing that it was almost time to drink, Xu Er opened his mouth drunkly.

"Kun Yuan, uncle, I have a lot of fun drinking today, I want to test you, how do you think drinking is the best state."

Su Tiancheng looked at Wu Sangui with a smile on his face.

Of course, Wu Sangui didn't understand the meaning of this, it was his ability to see the wind and rudder, but when it came to knowledge, it was humiliating to show off in front of Su Tiancheng.

"I also want to ask Brother Su this question."

Wu Sangui is really smart, so to speak, there is no loss of face.

"Teacher, knowledge has thought of a sentence: the surplus is full, the flowers are half-opened, and the wine is slightly drunk, which is the best."

"Okay, good, hehe, that's a good point, Kun Yuan is extraordinary, and he also has an unusual understanding of drinking, and the wine is slightly drunk, which is the best, I think, today's banquet, that's it."

Xu Eryi was already drunk, and after saying these words, he lay on the table, and his mouth actually snored.

Su Tiancheng called his buddy, helped Xu Eryi, and went upstairs to rest.

The high-end restaurants in the capital, equipped with guest rooms, are to cope with this drunken situation.

Since Xu Er was drunk, the banquet was over.

Su Tiancheng was ready to hug his fists and say goodbye to Wu Sangui.

Wu Sangui made an astonishing move, and he unsheathed the sword at his waist.

"Brother Su, this sword is carried with you below, the so-called sword is given to heroes, and if you admire Brother Su, you will give Brother Su this sword, it's a little abrupt, don't shirk Brother Su."

Su Tiancheng was a little surprised, and he was also a little caught off guard, he didn't want to have too much friendship with Wu Sangui, he didn't expect Wu Sangui to make such a move.

At this time, it is impossible for you to refuse, so it is better to form a grudge.

Su Tiancheng took the sword.

"Xie Lu Xie Brother Wu's love, this is the sword that Brother Wu carried with him, given to the next, deserved to receive it in the next, Brother Wu's affection, I wrote it down, this folding fan, accompanied by the next many years, there is a Sauvignon Blanc written below, given to Brother Wu."

Su Tiancheng took out a fan from his arms and handed it to Wu Sangui, he really didn't have any gifts, the ancients gave gifts, and they were also very particular, literati gave gifts, they should be elegant, they should be related to knowledge, and military attachés should be heroic and atmospheric.

Giving Wu Sangui a fan, it's not a big deal, Wu Sangui is not a woman, and there is not much trouble in sending it away, so he didn't think about it so much.

I gave Liu Ru a fan before, which has the meaning of love, but Wu Sangui is a man.

When Wu Sangui took the fan, if he had obtained a treasure, his face was filled with excitement, Su Tiancheng was puzzled, and he didn't know why Wu Sangui would be so happy, although this fan had his own name and a Sauvignon Blanc, but compared with Wu Sangui's sword, it was really not on the table.

After going downstairs, Su Tiancheng saw a strange scene.

After Wu Sangui went downstairs, on the first floor of the restaurant, a number of sturdy men stood up, and soon gathered around Wu Sangui.

"Brother Su smiled, these are brothers in the army, who came to the capital together, it is a great honor to see Brother Su today, he will have the opportunity to visit Brother Su in the future, so he will leave, and there will be a period later."

Su Tiancheng raised his hand and returned the salute.

Watching Wu Sangui and his entourage leave, his expression was a little complicated, he didn't expect Wu Sangui to come to the restaurant with so many subordinates, these people were obviously protecting Wu Sangui's safety.

What does this mean, according to his understanding, there are two aspects, one is that Wu Sangui loves to show off, and the other is that Wu Sangui is very afraid of death, a general who is afraid of death, a speculative general, a show general, looking forward to him being loyal and being able to treat his friends well, some fantasy.

Wu Sangui is only 20 years old, and from his words and deeds, these natures have already been revealed.

Back at the inn, Wang Dazhi didn't speak.

Su Tiancheng was a little strange, although Wang Dazhi was silent, but he was by his side, and he had already begun to work hard to talk more, and today's performance was too strange.

"Daji, what's wrong with you, you haven't spoken."

"Young master, I think you don't like General Wu."

Su Tiancheng blinked, he couldn't imagine that Wang Dazhi could see his thoughts, so wouldn't Wu Sangui know the way.

"Dazhi, don't talk nonsense, how do you know the way."

"The little one has always been by the young master's side, and he can feel the young master's thoughts."

Su Tiancheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Forget it, don't think about it, he's in Shanhaiguan, I'm in Jiangning County, I can't see each other for thousands of miles, I don't have any gaffes today."

"Young master, General Wu gave you a sword, you gave General Wu a fan, this is the highest courtesy, you are a civil minister, General Wu is a military general, you gave General Wu a folding fan, he must regard you as a confidant."

Su Tiancheng didn't speak for a long time, this is really fucking weird, the first time he sent a fan to Liu Rus, and it turned out to make people want to be his wife, this second time he sent a fan to Wu Sangui, he didn't want to make friends with a character like Wu Sangui, but by mistake, people regarded him as a confidant, and there were really some pots that didn't open the taste of which pot.

"Dazhi, how do you know about these things?"

"Young master, the little ones are all listening to Lord Qu and Liu Dianshi."

Su Tiancheng sighed, it seems that the development of history does have its laws, some things can be changed, but some things cannot be changed, I don't know whether he and Wu Sangui will become friends or rivals.

In any case, Wu Sangui is capable, by no means mediocre, and it is not a comfortable thing to become an opponent with such a person. (To be continued.) )