On the surface, it sounds like the prince is very modest, but his tone is very arrogant, as if he is saying that in the world, only the wine of their Wen country is good wine, and the others are bad wine, which is not worth collecting and tasting.

"Ahem!" After listening to the words of the prince of Wenguo, the emperor was a little unhappy in his heart, but the king of a great country must have the bearing of a great king, and the emperor did not care about him, "His Royal Highness the prince, the wine and beauties of Wenguo have always been very famous, and we don't mention the wine of Yongguo, but I am afraid that Guan Gong is playing a big knife in front of him, and he is not able to do it." ”

But the more the emperor said this, the more the prince of Wenguo wanted to know what the national wine of Yongguo was: "His Majesty the Emperor is too modest!" Let me taste the wine of your country, so what's the matter? ”

Since the crown prince of Wen insisted on drinking the national wine of Yongguo, the emperor instructed Gonggong Mo to bring jade ice to burn. But it was just a small wine jug, about the size of a fist, and it was placed on the table in front of the prince of Wenguo. The jug is made of white porcelain, smooth and beautiful, even if there is no wine inside, but this jug is already a beautiful work of art.

There are two parrot cups next to the wine jug, which are green and lush, which are carved with Hetian jade; Next to the parrot pot is a wine note with hot water in it, and if the guest likes to drink warm wine, the bottle is put into the wine bottle and scalded for a while. The wine injection is also made of white porcelain, and the snow is white and bright, and it looks like a pile of snow, so this wine injection is also called "a pinch of snow".

The object of drinking alone is already a priceless treasure, not to mention the wine in the jug! The crown prince of Wenguo's face was a little gloomy. Drinking wine in Wenguo, just drink enough, no matter whether the container is exquisite or not, that is, in terms of wine containers, Wenguo has already lost, how can the prince of Wenguo not be black-faced!

Grandpa Mo gently raised his elbow and poured out the jade ice roast in the wine jug, trickling down, like spring rain and butter, sticky and falling into the turquoise parrot cup, even a star of foam could not be raised, just by the color of this wine, it is enough to judge that the jade ice roast is a good wine!

The prince of Wenguo frowned, stretched out his broad palm, and fanned it on the mouth, and the smell of wine drifted into the prince's nose with the airflow, stimulating the sense of smell and taste buds, and he felt that all the pores on his body were uncomfortable. To the prince's embarrassment, he swallowed his saliva and wanted to throw a glass of wine into his stomach immediately.

"Prince, please use wine!" Father-in-law Mo bowed respectfully, and then withdrew step by step, paying great attention to etiquette.

The prince of Wenguo had already heard about the Li envoy Haque and the shopkeeper of Xiaoyao Wine Workshop to try to make wine, and the foreign guests praised the jade ice roast as a rare wine in a hundred years, and he was particularly fascinated. Today, it is rare to see the "honor" of Yu Bingyao, and he has mixed feelings in his heart. On the one hand, Yu Bing Yao is indeed a good wine, and on the other hand, he doesn't want to be compared to Yongguo. So when he tasted it, he chirped twice, then put down the wine cup and deliberately made a look of disdain.

The emperor frowned slightly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, what do you think of the jade ice burning?" ”

"Hmph, but Er'er, speaking of which, I prefer my country's lamb wine, strong and fragrant, cowards dare to kill people when they drink it, swordsmen drink it, and they don't stay for a thousand miles!" The prince squinted coldly, and flicked the cuffs with his fingers lightly.

Wine is a thing that cannot be generalized. It's like a meal, it can't be eaten by a hundred people, and a hundred people say it's delicious, and it's hard to reconcile everyone! Therefore, the prince of Wenguo said that the jade ice was not delicious, and the emperor was not angry, but he felt that he was a little insincere, and he was very funny.

Gonggong Kun couldn't stand it, and whispered in the emperor's ear: "Your Majesty, this prince of Wenguo is ashamed of his words, which is really infuriating!" In his eyes, it has to be the wine of their country to be good, and the wine of other countries is not good! ”

It just so happened that Gonggong Kun's words made the prince of Wenguo hear it, and he stood up: "Your Majesty the Emperor, what this father-in-law said is not right!" It's not just my country's fine wine that I think is delicious, and this jade ice roast really doesn't take advantage of my mouth. ”

"Hehe, according to the prince's meaning, what kind of wine is the best to drink?" Gonggong Kun laughed twice, and the laughter was full of disdain.

Before the prince of Wenguo could speak, he first laughed, then walked out of his seat and gave the emperor a salute: "Your Majesty, in fact, the best wine in the world is the wine brewed by Liu Ling, but Liu Ling is a figure thousands of years ago, and his method of making wine has long been lost." If someone can use Liu Ling's wine-making method to make wine, wouldn't it be good wine! ”

The emperor listened to his words, and he had learned Liu Ling's method of making wine. The emperor couldn't help but glance at Gonggong Kun, and felt that this prince of Wen was prepared.

"Your Majesty the Emperor, I don't know if there are people in your country who know Liu Ling's method of brewing wine?" The crown prince lowered his eyes, looked at the emperor mockingly, and looked at Gonggong Kun.

One of the people known to the emperor who could make wine was Mr. Lu, but Mr. Lu died a few days ago; The other is Lu Xiyi, who sent tribute wine, but Lu Xiyi was locked up in prison. Apart from these two people, where did the emperor go to find someone who knew how to make wine in ancient ways?

Seeing that the emperor didn't speak for a long time, the prince of Wenguo knew that he didn't have a good winemaker, and smiled coldly: "If no one knows Liu Ling's winemaking method, then I can only say that the best wine in the world is our Wenguo's lamb wine!" After a pause, the prince's eyes suddenly lit up, "I heard that this jade ice roast was brewed by your royal winemaker Lu Xiyi, why didn't the emperor let this person give it a try?" ”

Wen and Yongguo fought against each other, won less and lost more, not Yongguo's opponent, the prince of Wen held his breath in his heart and hated Yongguo very much, so he wanted to take this opportunity to vent the anger in his heart, and deliberately used the so-called "Liu Ling brewing method" to make things difficult for the emperor.

The emperor's brows were furrowed, his face was very ugly, and his two fingers kept rubbing back and forth, not knowing how to answer the matter of the prince of Wen about Lu Xiyi.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, Shopkeeper Lu is not feeling well at this time, I'm afraid he can't make wine." Gonggong Kun was on the side to relieve the siege for the emperor.

But the prince of Wenguo did not give up, sneered for a while, and then asked: "Is she sick, or what?" When is the right time for the body to make wine? It's not easy for me to come to Yongguo, can't His Majesty the Emperor fulfill my wish? ”

This is to tell the emperor that Lu Xiyi must use Liu Ling's method of making wine to make wine. After sending the prince of Wenguo out of the palace, the emperor did not sit or stand. In fact, it's just a fight for leisure, and the emperor can ignore it, but when he thinks of the arrogant and self-righteous posture of the prince of Wenguo, the emperor is very uncomfortable, just like the prince of Wenguo said, is there a huge Yongguo, and there is not even a decent winemaker?

"Grandpa Kun!" Suddenly, the emperor stood still, and the dragon pattern on the dragon robe was majestic and terrifying.

Gonggong Kun hurriedly bowed beside him: "The slave is here!" ”

"Call a Hanlin bachelor to come over, I want to write a list and post it at the gates of the capital, and I want to choose the world's winemakers to make wine for me." The emperor's voice is like the sound of the tide.