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Baililang came from afar to greet him, and his expression was as respectful as he was.

"Old City Lord, why isn't your stupid son here?" asked Zhu Ganglie pretending to be casual.

Bai Lilang was embarrassed for a while, although his son was not very smart, he was not stupid.

Even if he is stupid, he doesn't want others to be in front of him.

But for the sake of the plan, he endured it, "The national teacher smiled, the dog was guilty, and the old man let him be grounded at home for half a year." ”

With that, he made a gesture of please.

Zhu Ganglie smiled meaningfully, and then found a position close to the chief and sat down.

The official banquet is different from the private banquet, basically a separate small table for each person, to show the dignity and unusualness of the status.

Today, Feng Chi is here, and the chief position in this middle and high place is naturally hers, after all, she is nominally the empress of the Fire Phoenix Kingdom.

Soon, one by one, the maids brought good wine and food.

After a while, there was a lot of fruit on each table, as well as delicacies from the mountains and seas, and next to the delicacies of the mountains and seas was a pot of wine.

Zhu Ganglie looked at the pot of wine and said with a smile: "Old city lord, why is the color of this wine pot different from yours?"

Bai Lilang was shocked in his heart, but quickly reacted, "Master Guoshi, you are an immortal, how can you be like me and other ordinary people?"

"This purple means purple gas, purple qi comes from the east to the immortals, as an immortal, you should use the purple pot. ”

After Baililang finished speaking, he secretly wiped a cold sweat, fortunately he reacted quickly, if he let the national teacher see something, it would be troublesome.

I also regretted it a little in my heart, and I was afraid that my subordinates would serve the wrong wine jug, so I made a purple jug for the national teacher.

Now that I think about it, this trick is really risky.

I also look good at the national teacher, and I am very satisfied with my answer.

There should be no doubts, and the top priority now is to let the national teacher drink.

"Master Guoshi, the old minister respects you a glass, and I wish you a great defeat of the Tiebi Kingdom this time. ”

After speaking, Baililang drank it all, and then waited for Zhu Ganglie to drink.

The maid beside Zhu Ganglie obediently poured him a glass of wine, and Zhu Ganglie picked up the wine glass and sniffed it with his nose.

"Good wine, this wine will be stored for at least a hundred years. ”

"The national teacher has good eyesight, this wine was buried in the cellar in front of my father, and it was taken out today in order to wash the dust for His Majesty and the national teacher. ”

"That's a pity, it's not a good wine, but your words make it impossible for me to drink it. Zhu Ganglie had some pity, plus a reluctant reassuring wine glass.

This action made Bai Lilang stand up anxiously, "Master Guoshi, why is this?"

"Old city lord, you gave me a glass just now, and it stands to reason that I should drink it, but you said that this cup of wine is to wish me a great defeat in the Tiebi Kingdom, so I can't drink this wine. ”

Bai Lilang frowned, a little puzzled: "What is the explanation?"

"Poor Dao is the immortal in your eyes, the immortal has its own immortal rules, the war of the mortal country, the immortal can only play an auxiliary role, and the one who can really defeat the Tiebi country must be the soldiers in front. ”

After Zhu Ganglie finished speaking, he slowly sprinkled the wine on the ground, "Therefore, this cup of wine should be honored by the soldiers who sacrificed their lives for the country." ”

"What the national teacher said is that he is old and decayed. Baili Lang had an idea, raised his glass again and said: "The previous glass of wine was wrong, this time it ・・・・・・."

"Stop!" Zhu Ganglie interrupted Bai Lilang's next words, and then said: "If you make a mistake, you will be punished, you must first punish yourself with three cups to comfort the souls of the brave soldiers who died in the battle in front of you." ”

Baililang smashed his lips, although he was very unhappy in his heart, he still laughed and punished himself with three cups.

This is a hundred-year-old wine, and the strength of the wine is very high, and these three glasses of stomach make him hot all over.

But he didn't forget his son's instructions, "Master Guoshi, this punishment wine is to drink, and you have to toast you with a glass of wine, and this glass of wine wishes the national teacher a positive result as soon as possible." ”

After Baililang finished speaking, he did it again as a respect.

Zhu Ganglie's face was dark, and he didn't move his wine glass this time.

This made Baililang depressed, "Master Guoshi, did the old man say the wrong thing?"

Zhu Ganglie nodded emphatically, "Old City Lord, the most taboo thing for us immortals is to achieve positive results. ”

"Why is that?" Baili Lang was confused again, this book says that the ultimate goal of every immortal is to achieve positive results, which seems to be true!

"This cultivation is a positive result, that is to say, we and other immortals will cut off the seven emotions and six desires from now on, and devote ourselves to the Tao.

This is not wrong in itself, but cultivating to a positive fruit also means cutting off children and grandchildren, the national teacher is so young and handsome, and he hasn't left a legacy for the old Zhu family, you actually wish me an early cultivation to achieve a positive result?"

Zhu Ganglie's face was ugly, and his eyes were naked hatred.

Bai Lilang swallowed heavily, and his heart also chuckled, regretting it.

He didn't expect that there was such a saying about this cultivation of positive fruits, and he thought that every immortal wanted to achieve positive fruits!

"Master Guoshi, I drank too much old wine and said the wrong thing for a while, please forgive me. ”

Zhu Ganglie snorted coldly, "If you say something wrong, you will be punished." ”

Baililang was helpless, so he had to punish himself three more cups, at this time he was already a little dizzy, but he was still sober.

He picked up the wine glass again, this time he learned wisely, and no longer said some words of blessing, but said: "National teacher, the old man respects you with a glass, and he does it first." ”

Zhu Ganglie picked up the wine glass and put it down, "Old city lord, you are all old, how can you let you toast me, this can be detrimental." ”

Baililang blinked his eyes and looked at Zhu Ganglie, not knowing what to say.

"If you want to toast, you have to be a poor way to honor you, don't you say?" Zhu Ganglie's face was sincere, as if the person in front of him was really someone he respected.

"That's not good! You're an immortal after all. "Baililang actually doesn't matter, his purpose is as long as the national teacher drinks, and whoever respects him has the same result, so he doesn't care.

"Old City Lord, what are these words, immortals are also human beings, and they are also cultivated by mortals. ”

"Since the national teacher said so, the old man will not shirk it. Baililang pretended to be gracious, and then motioned for the maid to pour him wine.

I hope that the national teacher will toast him as soon as possible, so that he doesn't have to pretend, this taste of pretending to be a grandson is really not something that ordinary people can do.

Feng Chi sat on top of the chief, watching the two of them push each other to toast, looking harmonious and beautiful, she was beautiful in her heart.

I thought to myself, if only the courtiers of the Fire Phoenix Kingdom could be as humble as them.

Zhu Ganglie picked up the wine glass and was about to wipe it out, when he suddenly saw Feng Chizhen looking at him.

So he patted his forehead and said: "Your Majesty forgives your sins, this toast has to be toasted to Your Majesty first, old city lord, Your Majesty has come to see you from afar, you have to toast Your Majesty for a few glasses first." ”

Baililang was about to run away, but in the end, he gritted his teeth and endured it.

At this time, the anger in his heart was about to reach the extreme, and he couldn't just drink a glass of wine, so he could be so careful.

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it. "The national teacher is right, the old minister has to give His Majesty a cup first. ”

(To be continued.) )