"Drink...... Come ......"

"Take a break today when you......'re drunk"

“……”

There was a commotion in the house, Song Qingshu and Shangguan and others came and went, the picture was extremely harmonious, as if today was just to relax and celebrate, there was nothing else.

But everyone knows in their hearts that the highlight of today is Zhang Zhenren's matter.

Although Shangguan Yinghao, Du You, Xiangxi Three Ghosts and others have been drinking, they have been vigilant in their hearts.

Several people paid attention to Song Qingshu's reaction while drinking.

By this time, the table was already full of jars, as was the floor.

But even so, everyone didn't seem to be drunk.

The three ghosts of Xiangxi took advantage of the drinking interval to look at each other a few times, and their eyes were full of surprise.

How much have you drunk this, why doesn't Song Qingshu seem to react.

Whether it is the three of them, Shangguan Yinghao, or Du You, the amount of alcohol consumed by a few people is one in a hundred.

Everyone is strong in strength, in good health, and accompanied by wine all year round, a few people must have nothing to say about the amount of alcohol.

But Song Qingshu doesn't seem to drink much, even if he does, he drinks a little, it stands to reason that the amount of alcohol shouldn't be so good.

While several people were puzzled, Shangguan Yinghao and Du You were also suspicious.

Song Qingshu, this kid...... Why hasn't your face changed yet?

Something is wrong, something is wrong.

They grossly underestimated how much the kid was drinking, and it wasn't going to go on like that.

As for whether Song Qingshu used internal force to force wine, they didn't suspect that Song Qingshu did such a thing.

"Nangong, come on, what are you doing, when will you have no food?" Shangguan Yinghao looked at Nangong Ping, who was idle on the side, and said with a smile.

While speaking, a jar of wine was thrown directly over.

Nangong Ping raised his hand slightly, the wine jar fell steadily in his hand, and then calmly poured a small glass, and said casually: "Don't worry, don't worry." ”

"It's been a long time since I've eaten Cher's cooking, so I'll eat some first."

As he spoke, he put the vegetables in his mouth slowly.

"This old thing." Everyone looked at Nangong Ping's appearance, and gritted their teeth with hatred in their hearts.

"Come, drink." Song Qingshu pretended not to see everyone's small movements, and raised the wine jar to toast again.

"Nangong senior, come."

Nan Ping didn't refuse, picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

As for the others, they had no choice but to hold the wine jar.

After all, it was they who said they were going to drink it from a jar at first.

Song Qingshu is a junior in the final analysis, and they can't take advantage of Song Qingshu.

As for taking turns to irrigate Song Qingshu, they can't pull this face.

"Come, come!!" Shangguan Yinghao drank violently, and at the same time glanced at Song Qingshu, who was drinking.

Secretly ruthless in his heart, he still didn't believe that he couldn't get drunk with Song Qingshu, this kid.

Du You, the three ghosts of Xiangxi saw Song Qingshu like this, and they also made up their minds in their hearts to drink Song Qingshu in confusion no matter what they did today.

Once Song Qingshu is completely sober, it is not easy to talk about, today is an opportunity.

"Come, come......"

"Come ......"

“……”

Time passes slowly......

After three rounds of drinking, Song Qingshu looked at Yang Xue with a red face: "Xue'er, go and heat up the meal." ”

Yang Xue had been watching from the side, and when she heard Song Qingshu speak, she responded, and got up and left with a smile.

Hearing this, the older generation felt a burst of Geden in their hearts, Song Qingshu still didn't feel it, and he was still so sober.

"Come on...... Drink, what kind of food, drink. "Du You now also knows that it is difficult to ride a tiger, and he must drink it.

I don't have a choice.

Song Qingshu also did not refuse to come, and drank it.

Nangong Ping, who was watching a play, sighed in his heart.

These old guys are dying.

The three ghosts of Xiangxi may still be able to fight with Song Qingshu, Shangguan Yinghao, Du You don't think about it, these two people are injured.

The body is fundamental to drinking.

Although the three ghosts of Xiangxi are also injured, they are okay overall.

But these three people forgot the fundamental reason, age.

Song Qingshu's alcohol consumption is definitely not bad, their group of people drink one out of a hundred, then Song Qingshu must be like this.

If you drink the same amount of alcohol, you will drink it to your body.

"Let's have something to eat." After a short time, Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya had already brought the meal again.

Song Qingshu was not polite, and ate directly.

Today this drink is really a bit too much.

The older generation is also uncomfortable, Yang Xue and others came just in time, just enough to take a break.

"Eat, eat."

"Cher's food is a good thing."

“……”

The older generation praised while eating.

"Come, drink ......" Song Qingshu took two bites, picked up the wine jar and continued to start.

Hearing this, the actions of the older generation of picking vegetables all stopped, although they were reluctant in their hearts, their faces were still arrogant.

"Come, come."

"Come ......"

They really can't resist it, Shangguan Yinghao, Du You's obvious, they already feel a little dizzy.

Although the three ghosts of Xiangxi are a little better, they are not much better.

An hour flew by.

Whether it's the older generation or Song Qingshu, it's all the end of the strong crossbow now, and it's no longer good.

But Song Qingshu is young after all, and he can resist.

Yang Xue, Youlan Zhuya and others left again to prepare a meal.

When the women returned, they had already remade their meals and replaced everything on the table.

"This ......" the older generation was shocked.

That's when they knew something was wrong.

Nangong Ping also seemed to understand what Song Qingshu wanted to do at this time.

There is indeed food in the ancient tomb, but there has never been much, and there is no such meat reserve.

The previous table, plus the current table, this is obviously prepared by Song Qingshu, Yang Xue and others.

"This wine ......" Nangong Ping glanced at the underground wine jar and was shocked.

This wine is also new.

Dishes, wine, are prepared later.

Song Qingshu: Is this going to be consumed forever?

"Senior, don't worry about the food and drinks, there are a lot of them." Dongfang You noticed Nangong Ping's reaction and explained with a smile.

Nangong Ping smiled and didn't make a sound, drank a glass of wine and ate a small bite of food.

He was now sure that this meal would be a long time coming.

It would be nice if it was over at dawn.

Song Qingshu and Shangguan and others still drank and chatted, but they kept their mouths shut about Zhang Zhenren.

Song Qingshu deliberately did not mention it, and so did others.

After all, this time the main contradiction is Zhang Zhenren, and the older generation ignores Zhang Zhenren even if they talk about the past.

They were afraid that they would suddenly talk about Zhang Zhenren, Song Qingshu asked.

"Everyone, why don't you change the small glass, Xiaoya go get the wine glass." Yang Xue saw the situation of everyone and said with a smile.

It seems to be an inquiry, but it is actually a direct arrangement, after all, Xiaoya has already gone to get the cup.

Hearing this, the older generation breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, if they continued to use the wine jar, they really couldn't bear it.

Although they wanted to use a small cup, there was still no comfort on their faces, and they were extremely arrogant.

"Listen to Cher."

"Okay, just use a small cup, anyway, nothing has happened lately."

"Yes."

“……”

Nangong Ping glanced at the older generation with a smile, and there was a burst of amusement in his heart.

"You guys, you guys are still helping to count the money after selling it today."

He saw that Song Qingshu, Yang Xue, Youlan Zhuya, today's play is a double reed.

The purpose is to consume.

This kind of non-stop drinking, sobering is simply impossible.

One of Song Qingshu's chats with everyone deliberately avoided the topic of Zhang Zhenren, when someone said that he leaked his mouth, it meant that the person was no longer awake.

Then...... That's the point.

Song Qingshu definitely won't get drunk, after all, Yang Xue is watching from the side.

Soon after...... Nangong Ping's conjecture came true, and Yang Xue began to raise a toast.

"Xue'er, thank you seniors for taking care of you all these years, without everyone, Xue'er would not be where she is now, Xue'er respects you."

Yang Xue drank it all after speaking.

At this moment, the older generation is bitter in their hearts, but this wine must be drunk.

They did take care of Yang Xue a lot as seniors, and there was no reason for them to postpone Yang Xue's toast.

"Okay, okay."

"Drink."

“……”

Even if you are reluctant in your heart, you still have to drink.

At this time, the older generation also had a taste in their hearts, they knew that it was impossible to get drunk Song Qingshu, and Xue'er was obviously helping.

As the older generation, they can't postpone it, and they drink together every time, but the two juniors can take turns.

Of course, they can also use their identity as elders to suppress it, but everyone can't pull this face.

It's just a drink, and they don't refuse to come whenever they come.

"What's going on?" The older generation occasionally looked at each other, and they all muttered in their hearts.

Before, they thought they could get drunk with Song Qingshu, but now looking at Song Qingshu's appearance, this is completely impossible, they just want to go.

In other words, why don't you say it's leaking.

An hour flew by again.

The older generation is miserable at this time, and Song Qingshu is no better, he has never drunk so much wine in his life.

At the same time, he also knows why Cher said that the older generation is all barrels.

He was still very confident in his drinking, but now he had to take it, this group of older generations was really powerful.

He's so young, he's not hurt yet......

The older generation is older than him, and he is still injured, and he can barely drink this situation.

Although everyone is bitter, the wine in their hands cannot be stopped.

The purpose of Song Qingshu is to support and support.

He knew that it was impossible for everyone to ask Master Zhang Zhenren directly, and it was impossible for everyone to ask.

It's okay that the older generation is not injured, and when they play a game, they are all Jianghu people who fight by force, and everything will be solved after the first battle.

The older generation will definitely admit that this identity has lost.

But now, the older generation is all injured, and it is impossible to do it.

Therefore, Song Qingshu's idea is very simple, if the competition is not good, let's drink it.

For the older generation, it is impossible to compete in force, and most of them are drinking.

After all, once you really do it, no one knows who will kill the deer, and it's all your own family is unnecessary.

The only way to do that is to drink.

The older generation also drank this amount of alcohol, and in the former Central Plains, as long as it reached the level of the older generation, no one cared about the high level of force, and everyone knew that they were playing with their lives.

If you want to divide the ranks, then drink!

The wine table argues right and wrong, and whoever drinks more is the boss.

It's a shame to drink alcohol, after all, it's something that gets teased from time to time.

The strength of the older generation is basically at its peak, and this life is like this, so you must not lose the matter of drinking.

The older generation does not admit defeat to each other, and if they lose to Song Qingshu, a hairy boy, it will be a shame and a big shame.

Time passes slowly......

Before I knew it, it was dawn.

The older generation has only one feeling in their hearts at this time, aggrieved, very aggrieved.

Although Song Qingshu's face was full of compliments and smiles, how dazzling they looked at.

They now know what Song Qingshu's purpose is.

It's going to slap them in the face for the rest of their lives.

In the fight, they were all injured, and Song Qingshu was not easy to do, so Song Qingshu was ready to use the old tradition of drinking in the Central Plains to force them.

If this is given to Song Qingshu today, they will really have no face.

Everyone looked at Nangong Ping, who was talking clearly, gritted their teeth fiercely, and their hearts were full of abuse.

"This old thing has long been visible."

"He is still silent, ready to watch the play."

"This guy is very bad."

“……”

At this time, Shangguan Yinghao and Du You sat on the bench, not daring to get up at all, and their eyes looked at the three ghosts of Xiangxi from time to time.

They were really afraid of accidentally falling.

The only thing that can be done now is to hope that the three ghosts of Xiangxi will fight for breath.

Shangguan Yinghao and Du You thought so, and the three ghosts in Xiangxi were helpless, they knew what Shangguan Yinghao and Du You meant.

But they are helpless.

Song Qingshu, plus Yang Xue, how to drink this?

If they knew that Song Qingshu was drinking so badly from the beginning, they would have come more leisurely.

Maybe......

But now that it's here, they can't help it.

There are only two choices before you now.

First, give Song Qingshu a drink.

Second, tell Song Qingshu about Zhang Zhenren.

Drink down, that is the person who loses his life.

As for Zhang Zhenren, I really can't say anything about this, they won't have any good fruit to eat after saying it.

The first is face, and the second is to be beaten.

Choose one of the two.

How to choose?

People don't know.

Zhang Zhenren's beating is actually nothing, just beating, at most injured, at their age, they haven't suffered any injuries.

And it's really not a shame to give Zhang Zhenren a hammer.

Whether it's the Central Plains or the Yuan Room, if anyone hasn't hammered Zhang Zhenren, that person is embarrassed to say that he has stepped into the top.

The fundamental problem they didn't talk about was that they had promised Zhang Zhenren.

They know the grievances in Zhang Zhenren's heart and the helplessness of this life.

"Xiao You, I'm going to heat up some food." Song Qingshu took a bite of the dish and found that it was already cold and spoke again.

Youlan Zhuya got up and left directly.

When the older generation heard Song Qingshu say this, they already understood what Song Qingshu meant, and they still had to continue to consume it.

There was a feeling of helplessness in my heart, and I calculated for Song Qingshu, this kid.

It's hard to ride a tiger now.

From the time of eating to now, it has been a full night, and Song Qingshu has kept drinking without mentioning Zhang Zhenren.

But everyone knows what Song Qingshu means.

Time passes......

When Du You drank a glass of wine again, he looked at Song Qingshu and laughed: "Song boy, you really inherit the amount of alcohol from Zhang Madman." ”

"I finally fooled Madman Zhang into drinking with me, but Madman Zhang can drink better than me."

"That's the set."

"Madman Zhang is a monk from Shaolin Temple, and the amount of alcohol is compared to me, you say outrageous."

"You guy too, you don't drink much, but you drink so much, outrageous, outrageous."

"One old and one young are freaks."

This moment...... The air seemed to freeze.

The dinner table, which was originally full of laughter and laughter, suddenly fell silent, and even the older generation who were about to drink stopped all the wine jars in their hands.

The same is true for Nangong Ping, Youlan Zhu Yamo was silent, and his face, which had been calm, showed a trace of solemnity.

Everybody knows that...... Du You drank too much.

Everyone knows who the crazy Zhang in Du You's mouth is, Wudang Zhang Zhenren.

From the meal to the present, this is the first time that Zhang Zhenren's name has appeared on the table, and there are still so many words.

The topics that everyone deliberately avoided are now unavoidable.

The sudden silence made Du You stunned suddenly, and this stunned lasted for a few seconds.

Syllable......

Du You slapped his head suddenly, and his face was full of wry smiles.

He knew he was drunk.

The older generation didn't say anything uncomfortable about Du You, but they all fell silent.

"Crazy Zhang, do you mean I'm too master? Is my master a good drinker? I don't know yet, tell me. Compared with the silence of the others, Song Qingshu opened his mouth with laughter, and his voice was full of curiosity.

"Senior Du, let's talk about it...... What was my master like at that time? ”

"Let's drink ......"

"I ......" Du You looked at Song Qingshu who raised his glass with curiosity, looking a little overwhelmed.

If it weren't for the sudden silence before, he wouldn't have realized what he said.

Now that he tasted it, he didn't dare to drink it.

After drinking, he spit out the truth, this has to be drunk, a confusion, he can tell all about Zhang Zhenren's whereabouts.

"Qingshu...... Almost. Nangong Ping knew that he couldn't drink it.

Now it's just that Du You suddenly lost his words, and several other people are estimated to be drunk and lose their words after drinking.

That's really going to be a big deal.

But in the current situation, I'm afraid it won't work if they don't explain something.

What he is most worried about now is how much Song Qingshu knows, and as long as he continues to drink in this situation, Song Qingshu can ask anything.

sighed in his heart, Song Qingshu's dinner was really good, and they couldn't avoid such a wine party.

Although Song Qingshu said that he had the element of forcing them this time, he had already found a step for them, and it was normal for him to lose his words after drinking.

Moreover, coupled with Song Qingshu's persecution, even if Zhang Zhenren knew, it would be difficult to say anything.

After all, they were also in a dilemma between Song Qingshu and Zhang Zhenren. (End of chapter)