Every time the victory barracks is lively, this time is no exception, but the people who are lively are soldiers, and of course the generals who are the backbone of the main body do not appear here.

On this expedition, there were two generals, namely Junwen and Bai Yu, and a military advisor, Zuo Wenxiang.

In the past, there would not be such a few generals at all, but now the emperor is deliberately arranging.

Junwen thinks it's okay now, there are some important things that the three of them can still discuss, and there is no need to deliberately avoid them.

Just like now, Zuo Wenxiang shouted that the two people who had returned triumphantly entered the tent, he first bowed to Junwen and Bai Yu with his wine glass, and then said, "I salute you two big heroes." After speaking, he raised his head and poured it all into his mouth, and after drinking, he frowned at Bai Yu, "Nephew, this is real wine." ”

Bai Yu couldn't cry or laugh, nodded hurriedly and took a glass, and said again and again: "Real wine, real wine, I also toast you!" ”

"No, you can't drink!" Zuo Wenxiang blocked the wine that Bai Yu wanted to drink.

Jun Wenwen was very relieved to see his son drinking, but at this time, he looked at his old friend and his face was dissatisfied, "Why can't my son drink?" ”

Zuo Wenxiang's face was a little embarrassed, he could only find an excuse, "Jun Zhi is only ten years old." ”

"I can drink at the age of six, I am already holding the flask at the age of ten, and I can't pour a hundred glasses at the age of fifteen!" Junwen said dissatisfied.

"You are you, and you are the king!"

"Jun Zhi is my son!"

Bai Yu looked at the two adults who were about to quarrel, his face was slightly helpless, and he poured the wine into his mouth while Zuo Wenxiang was not paying attention, and a spicy taste filled his mouth.

This wine is also a sorghum liquor here, and it has great stamina, which is higher than the degree of modern Erguotou.

"Enjoyable!" Bai Yu wiped his mouth and yelled very happily.

"This is my son!" Jun Wen laughed with satisfaction, and his eyes were defiant.

Zuo Wenxiang watched Bai Yu drink a full glass, his face was a little worried.

Jun Wen saw Zuo Wenxiang's expression, and he couldn't help kicking it, "My son is not a girl!" What do you mean? ”

Zuo Wenxiang also endured this kick stiffly, as a weak scholar, he was kicked by such a man who has been practicing martial arts for a long time, and he immediately bared his teeth and grinned in pain.

"Did I mention your son was a sissy?! It is necessary to do such a black hand to me! Zuo Wenxiang was angry now, and he glared at Bai Yu viciously.

Now every time I'm upset, it's because of her!

Bai Yu smiled secretly, she hammered her chest with the excitement, and raised her eyebrows at Zuo Wenxiang, "Uncle Wenxiang, I stand up to the sky as a man!" How can you not drink a glass of wine! Don't worry too much about me, or worry about whether you can make it over three drinks yourself. ”

After three cups, it is Zuo Wenxiang's pain.

Zuo Wenxiang can't drink alcohol, even if he does, under normal circumstances, he must pour it after three glasses.

This trick is really tried-and-true.

Now that Zuo Wenxiang has taken a drink, his face is flushed with a hint of ruddy.

"You!" Zuo Wenxiang jumped up excitedly and reached out to hit Bai Yu.

How could Bai Yu let his hand, with a tap of his toes, appear behind Zuo Wenxiang.

Zuo Wenxiang couldn't catch up with her, so he took a sip of the wine glass angrily.

Now he drank two glasses of belly, and his face became even more ruddy, and he looked very amused.

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