The two court officials who were crowded outside and couldn't get in were already in a hurry, and the black-bearded officials showed the fish bag and waist tag on their waists, and pushed a squad of the forbidden army patrolling the streets and roared angrily: "Waste! Rubbish! If you don't break up these people and stop gambling, if the merchant loses, it will be a big thing that humiliates the country! ”

The forbidden army team had been huddled with two of its men for a while amid the noise, but the frantic crowd didn't care about them at all...... The team had already received several slaps from officials, and they felt aggrieved.

In the distance, the team was looking at the young man sitting at the door of Gao Yangzheng's store with a righteous and awe-inspiring face in the distance...... A nameless fire suddenly rose in my heart!

Turning around and glaring coldly at the official, the team suddenly said, "What if our Great Song wins?"

The black-bearded official was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became angry, waved his hand, and slashed his head with a horsewhip...... "Pickled and splashed, thieves with troops!" How dare you speak to this official? Win? It's trouble to win! What should I do if I embarrassed a Liao nobleman in Bianliang, Tokyo, and annoyed them? ”

The thin official seemed to be a little unbearable, and he took a few steps forward to pull the arm of the black-bearded official...... Suddenly, a little doll riding on his father's neck next to him took a sip and scolded in a milky voice: "It's not as good as even a teenager, two Liao dogs will scare you to death, no wonder you can only be a turtle with a shrunken head when you meet a Liao person."

"What do you say! You ......"

The thin official behind him couldn't bear it any longer, and he snatched the horsewhip of the black-bearded official and shouted in a low voice: "Lord Wang! The matter has come to this point, and stopping the gambling fight will make it seem that my big Song is weak-hearted...... The Liao people are fierce and only afraid of power and not virtue, and they never care about benevolence, righteousness, etiquette, wisdom and faith! The people are all interested in the court, and now the adults have gone in to stop the gambling fight and dispose of the young man...... But it will lose the hearts of the people! ”

"You...... You guys...... Hum! Insulting and arrogant! ”

The black-bearded officer looked around at a look of disdain and anger, dropped his horsewhip and turned around angrily to leave.

Behind the window of a teahouse next to him, there were several men in civilian clothes with a steady temperament, led by a white fat old man who frowned and looked at a jar of wine on the table...... There are three words on it!

One of them smiled and said, "What does the old man think of this wine?"

The old man smacked his lips and tongue and nodded: "Although the name of the number one in the world is a bit unwarranted, such a strong wine is indeed rare in the world!" The old man's tongue is still a little numb......"

A few people nodded yes, but a young man shouted a little excitedly at the window: "Grandpa, it's time to gamble!" The little guy in the wine shop actually gambled with the Liao people...... Lord Wang Hao and that Lord Zhang were squeezed out of the people, and they were in a hurry to drive away the forbidden army and the people with whips! ”

"Mian'er! Don't be without a form...... Wang Jiangming is now ...... Won the heart of the emperor, and do things well! If you are impatient, you are just worried about national affairs...... It is a matter of the Liao people, and it really cannot be disposed of at will. ”

A middle-aged man with a long beard arched his hand and said: "The court has grace and humility, it is really a blessing for the community!"

The old man waved his hand: "Old, old...... Even the eldest son of the old man is looking forward to the old man's retirement as soon as possible from the official family, alas...... When people are old, they are disliked! ”

The young man called Mian'er walked back and poured a glass of wine for the old man attentively...... "Grandpa, uncle has made you angry again?" Grandpa can't be angry, eldest brother, a few of them have already taken the test, and the Cai family can't take care of it without you! ”

"Forget it, today is just to see the happy days of the people and join in the fun...... Don't talk about these things, Mian'er, this fire spring liquor is too strong, you are too young to drink it now! Remember? ”

The young man licked his lips and nodded in agreement: "Well, Ah Mian only listens to grandpa!"

The Khitan nobleman Yelu Shan Ge came to the Great Song Dynasty to communicate with the envoys of the Liao State with a secret letter from the Great Liao Household Department and the Cabinet, although the Great Liao's crusade against the birth girl was nominally won, it could cost countless money and food, and also killed and injured thousands of Tokyo garrisons!

In addition, the emperor of Liao is now bent on hunting and feasting, the military tun of Liao and the crops of the people of Sandao in eastern Liaodong have failed, and the exchange of markets with the Great Song Dynasty only makes the profiteers of the Great Song Dynasty suck blood...... The prime ministers and magnates of the Liao State have reached a preliminary consensus that these losses must be added to the annual tribute coins of the Great Song Dynasty.

Who called you Da Song a soft persimmon!

Therefore, Brother Yelu Mountain has been creating an atmosphere and momentum since he stepped into the territory of the Great Song Dynasty! That is, the Khitan warriors are tired of peace, tired of petty fights...... If Da Song is not convinced, then go to the battlefield to test the sharpness of the knife and gun!

Daruchi is of the blood of the Mongolian Tatars, and in the Liao State, like the Semu people and the Han people in the north, he is a second-class person who can never enter the aristocratic circle, and can accompany the Khitan nobles as a guard, just by virtue of bravery and loyalty.

Good at killing for martial arts, strong and impulsive for brave......

This is a dumbfounded man with a strong body and skilled martial arts!

The most afraid of drinking is to encounter this kind of thing, because he can't drink it to death!

Daruchi laughed and pointed at Song Wen, who was sitting at the door of the store, and then squeezed away a few serious-looking martial artists of the Imperial Boxing Gym and strode up to the Wine Fairy Ring.

Tearing off the cowhide armor on his body, Daru exposed his dark and majestic upper body, revealing billowing tendon flesh and earthworm-like scars...... Seeing that the Song people in the audience were furious for a while.

This guy ...... It seems to be a powerful character, I don't know if ten bottles of wine can get him drunk? The little steward of the Four Seas Wine Workshop...... It's a bit of a hanging!

Zhao Shenyan pinched his waist and stood in front of Song Wen, his lips moved slightly, and he asked softly: "Hey, this guy is like a black iron tower!" It can't be a character who doesn't get drunk, right? ”

Song Wen still sat on the chair lightly, holding the Yanling knife in his hand...... "Do you want to place a bet?" Let's see if there are any gambling houses now that this Liao man can take the bonus and my head! ”

Zhao Shenyan sighed...... "I'm afraid I'll bet that you'll lose your head......"

"Unkind and unjust! I despise you! ”

Daruchi looked at a few trembling guys from the Gaoyang Zhengdian, and picked up a bottle of burning spring ......, "What kind of spirits do bullshit southerners make...... You ......"

Daruchi sniffed...... "What a fragrant wine......"

Everyone in the audience was silent, watching this barbarian raise the wine bottle and take a big sip!

"Uh...... Grace ......"

The barbarian wiped his mouth and exhaled a strong breath of wine...... "Good wine!" ”

The audience applauded, and the Khitan nobleman Brother Yelu Shan frowned and snorted coldly...... Daruchi, a mongrel barbarian, actually praised the Song people's wine as good wine?

Daruchi got used to the fierceness of the burning spring, raised his head and drank it. Brother Yelu sneered, and the people in the audience once again raised their hearts and looked at this barbarian who drank like a cow with anxiety.

Zhao Shenyan looked at the stage dumbfounded, and whispered, "It's over...... This brute is amazing! ”

Song Wen smiled slightly, noncommittal.

With a roar like an ox, Daru snapped and broke the bottle and began to drink another bottle......

Syllable! Another bottle of ...... Smack, smack...... The fourth bottle!

Zhao Shenyan's face was like earth, and the black-bearded officials Wang Hao and the officials surnamed Zhang outside the crowd were also watching immediately, and the white fat officials in the teahouse also opened the windows and looked at the high platform in the distance.

Zhao Shenyan's lady Pingniang, as well as Gao Yanei next door, plus some powerful people from Bianliang, all gathered around the window and looked nervously at Daluchi on the stage......

Song Wen finally felt a little flustered, and the palm of his left hand holding the knife had begun to sweat slightly, but his face was still light and breezy.

Zhao Shenyan trembled and muttered, "Song Wen...... Already...... Already, the fifth bottle!

Finally, a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed down from Song Wen's sideburns.

"Damn brute, is he a neurodevelopmentally abnormal?