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At night, according to fleet tradition, the warriors who are about to go on a journey will be fed. After Zheng Xuan's instructions, the logistics department fully cooperated, emptied the tables and chairs in the conference hall, and put countless delicacies on the tables—many people knew that this was a support with a high death rate, and this could be their last feast, and getting drunk was the unwritten ritual of the warriors.

Madrigal's first sight of this fiery Jinxi liquor - it is said to be refined from the first rays of morning light that spilled in the early morning, and binge drinking can quickly replenish light dust, but when the dose is too high, it will produce metabolic toxic side effects, reversibly reduce the capacity of the inner universe, and make people confused. But because it is expensive, the army rushes to it. The old bureaucracy even used it as a dueling thing.

Pastoral Ge took a sip, and he felt the mellow fragrance empowered, like a line of fire entering his throat, which made him feel refreshed and ready to go.

The centurions and low-ranking samurai all feasted in the open air, desperate to eat and drink.

Military officials above the general flag can enter the conference hall. Zheng Xuan and Wu Han were the first to be courteous to each other. Several standing officers sat beside them, and the six army commanders lined up left and right, responsible for making the two superiors happy. Zhao Lei, secretary general of the Confidential Division, wore a tight and decent secretary's skirt, smiling and movingly pouring wine for the men in order of rank, like a butterfly wearing flowers; Zheng Qian seemed to have the privilege to sit on the far left with a non-intoxicating fruit wine and look at the madrigal; Li Zi was on the far right, trying to pour fruit wine for herself, but Wu Han couldn't help but pour the Jinxi wine full of goblet, and even the excuse was invalid.

Pastoral and the eleven living flags were in second place, lined up on both sides, listening to the heavenly sounds. He saw Li Zi and the legion commanders holding Jinxi wine, lining up to greet Zheng Xuan and Wu Han, each time the legion commander drank it all, and then poured it again, and then saluted Wu Han, and the latter only took a sip and was perfunctory.

While coping with Tang Xianchu and Tang Wei's enthusiastic toast, Pastoral glanced at Li Zi with his afterglow. When he saw Li Zi frowning and drinking half a glass of Jinxi wine, he lowered his head and coughed, his pretty face swelled with a touching flush, and his blurry demeanor was particularly attractive. Zheng Xuan allowed Li Zi to drink half a cup, but Wu Han filled the cup of the beauty very strictly, forcing Li Zi to drink it all. When Li Zi returned to her seat, she could only stand firm by holding on to the eaves of the table, and Chu Chu bowed her head pitifully to wipe her lips, obviously Jin Xijiu had paralyzed her head.

But when she looked up, she tried to smile at Zheng Xuan. Even the noble and indifferent Li Zi knows how to pay tribute to power, not to mention Zhao Lei, who is smiling and smiling. She is the brightest courtesan, when she is holding her chin and drinking, the proud breasts in the white shirt are extraordinarily full, with beautiful short skirts and beautiful legs, vigorous and sexy and dignified tension, which has made Wu Han unable to take his eyes off.

Pastoral only hoped that Li Zi would not drink too much. Fortunately, she has a respected status and only needs to deal with high-ranking officials.

After a while, the centurions went back after toasting, and only Tang Wei sat down next to the madrigal, paying attention to whether Zhao Lei was drunk. After a while, Zhao Lei walked down to take care of the feelings of the general flags, took a sip of wine when she touched a cup, and when it was the turn of the pastoral, Zhao Lei bent over and snorted with the aroma of wine and beautiful women, and told her slightly drunk: "The girls in the confidential room have been drunk, and even I can't protect myself." You keep an eye on Li Zi and don't let those men surround her. How many people are waiting for this opportunity tonight. ”

"Good. Muge understood the deep meaning, clinked glasses with her gratefully, tried not to look at Zhao Lei's full and dazzling breasts, and asked with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

Zhao Lei smiled, her confused gaze swayed slightly: "You are so sweet." I'm hopeless, so protect Li Zi. After speaking, he passed by Tang Wei and went to salute the next chief flag Jiang Lin. Tang Wei looked at Zhao Lei, and he was used to it.

Then, Jiang Lin talked with Mu Ge and taught him the rules of settling down: first of all, he must respect Zheng Xuan, and then Wu Han, because these two are the three-star gods of war with double hooks and three stars; then he must respect the four executive officers of the fleet line, the mobile line, the company line, and the army line, and the order cannot be disordered; and then he must take turns to honor the six army commanders in order of seniority, and the other party can do whatever he wants, but he must drink it all. If you feel poisoned, you have to drink a lot of water and go to the bathroom to vomit, otherwise you will be regarded as arrogant and weak, and you will be removed from the core leadership circle.

Muge was grateful, and touched a glass with Jiang Lin again, and suddenly became so dazed that he couldn't even take care of Li Zi. Because he was quickly promoted and hated so much, many of his fellow samurai and centurions came to toast him, and he was overwhelmed with drunkenness, and his cheeks were on fire.

Zheng Qian came over at some point, patted Muge's back gently, and asked in his ear, "Are you no good?" I'll help you go and sit next to your uncle, so you don't have to drink the wine of the lower-level samurai. ”

Pastoral nodded in a whirlwind, and was carried by Zheng Qian to the captain's seat to sit. Zheng Qian kept talking to Zheng Xuan, holding her lips and smiling reservedly, being amused by the standing people, occasionally mentioning the exploits of the madrigal, the madrigal raised her head and smiled, not only got unanimous praise, but also the intake of Jinxi wine was greatly reduced, and the madrigal was able to breathe suddenly, at least dodging the bombardment of dozens of centurions in turn.

It's just that the executive members regard Zheng Qian as Pastoral's girlfriend, and they congratulate Zheng Xuanxi on her good match, Muge doesn't even have the qualifications to interject, only seeing Zheng Qian smiling like a flower, he is embarrassed to be disappointed, and secretly glanced at Li Zi, and saw her sitting alone in a corner, holding her forehead and gasping, and she didn't have any kung fu to be jealous, so he gradually settled down and hurried to drink water and eat vegetables.

Dipping in Zheng Xuan's light, Pastoral sat on the chief, and saw Zhao Lei embarrassed to deal with the persuasion of many men, she poured her head up cup after cup, smiling and praising together, occasionally squeezing into a sentence "Tang Wei has been idle for many years, please take care of and promote", listening to the pastoral song in awe, admiring Zhao Lei and the heroes, and admiring Tang Wei for having such a delicate and capable girlfriend.

As a result, within a few minutes, Zhao Lei fell crooked on Zheng Qian's body, panting and constantly shouting, "Xiaoqian pour me water", shouting that her strength was not good. But He Youde and Yuan Huana, who coveted her beauty, were willing to let go of the opportunity to kiss Fang Ze, and instigated a bunch of army commanders to toast. Seeing that Zhao Lei couldn't even open his eyes, Muge was suddenly angry, and said in Zhao Lei's ear: "I'll block it for you." Zhao Lei was delirious and grabbed the pastoral song in front of him as a shield, and the pastoral song took advantage of the situation to block the wine, and went down with two glasses and three glasses, so angry that Yuan Hua returned in defeat, and the other army commanders gave thumbs up. Zheng Qian took care of Zhao Lei, who was snorting, and looked at the pastoral with admiration: "You are so brave." ”

Pastoral Ge saw Zheng Xuan casting an approving glance at him. He just wanted to answer Zheng Qian, but he felt that his stomach was turning upside down, and he shouted: "I haven't drunk Jinxi wine before." He turned around and ran into the bathroom, kneeling in front of the pit and vomiting. As soon as he thought of Zheng Xuan's approving eyes, he was vicious, and resolutely stretched out his finger to pick his throat. The retching intensified, the madrigal became deeper and deeper, the stomach pouch finally seemed to be grabbed by a big hand, and with a "wow" sound, the mouth and nasal cavity seemed to spray a mudslide, and the sour magma gushed out of the nasal cavity. Pastoral Ge vomited three or four times in a row, blew out the spicy rice grains in his nasal cavity, and when he walked out of the men's bathroom with his head high, he saw Zhao Lei lying in front of the pool.

Zhao Lei hunched her waist, her coat couldn't hold her proud breasts, her plump white shirt fell and shook on her chest, her tight professional skirt slipped to a height close to her thin waist, and the lace fabric loomed, bursting with a temptation to cover up. Pastoral's brain exploded, dominated by some kind of strong impulse, and he walked behind Zhao Lei in a trance, and found that Zhao Lei was confused and didn't know that he was approaching. There was no one around, and Muge's head was numb, and he almost corrected Zhao Lei on the spot.

However, the more tempting the drunk Zhao Lei is, the more Muge thinks of her hardships. Didn't Zhao Lei know that she was very coveted? She must have known it very well, so she came to tell Pastoral to protect Li Zi. Behind her dignified smile, there must be too many grievances.

Madrigal bit her lip, tasted the smell of blood, and finally calmed down a little. He lowered Zhao Lei's skirt to the position of the stockings and reminded Zhao Lei: "Don't vomit here, someone will pass by." ”

Zhao Lei didn't know it and didn't hear it at all. Then Zheng Qian came out of the bathroom, and Pastoral said to Zheng Qian, "You stare at the secretary general." ”

Zheng Qian nodded "oh" and helped Zhao Lei into the bathroom. Heart-wrenching retching sounds. Pastoral Song's heart was like a knife, and he waited at the door of the bathroom with concern. After a while, Zheng Qian came out to pull the tissue, and when she saw the pastoral song, she said, "You go back first, and the secretary general will spit it out." ”

"She's not safe like that. "Pastoral has palpitations. He knew how big Zhao Lei's temptation was, and he almost didn't hold it.

Zheng Qian looked left and right, tiptoed in the ear of the pastor, chirping: "She has no feelings for Tang Wei anyway." The year before last, the superintendent of the Personnel Department came to inspect, Tang Wei was not there, Zhao Lei was drunk by the superintendent, and I don't know where she was carried to, anyway, Tang Wei came back and promoted the centurion. Zhao Lei is also like nothing happened. ”

The madrigal's heart was cut by a knife. He remembered the way Zhao Lei drank with Tang Wei in Proxima Centauri, remembered Zhao Lei's efforts to speak for Tang Wei, and remembered the outline of Zhao Lei retching in front of the pool - he believed that Zhao Lei loved Tang Wei, otherwise why would she hang herself on a tree; he also believed that Zhao Lei was clean and self-conscious, otherwise Zhao Lei would not have told him to protect Li Zi; he believed that Zhao Lei was reckless and competitive, and she must have spent a lot of effort to convince so many leaders.

So hearing Zheng Qian gossip about Zhao Lei, pastoral songs are more uncomfortable than vomiting. He ordered Zheng Qian: "You have a little conscience, Secretary General Zhao usually takes care of you more, don't say these things to others anymore." Now go in and take care of her, it's inconvenient for me to go into the girls' bathroom. ”

"Oh, yes, don't be fierce. Zheng Qian behaved, muttered obediently, and then rushed into the bathroom with a tissue.