"Pepper water?"

Hehua was a little puzzled, "What pepper water?"

Soon, she remembered-

Before the banquet began, Father did muttered to Meng Yi for a long time, Meng Yi couldn't help but smile in response, she was still quite curious, and asked Meng Yi what was wrong, Meng Yi couldn't help laughing, and his big palm fell on her little tug, "It's nothing, Your Majesty just told the minister one thing."

"But this matter is not very good for the Marquis of Tongwu, the princess will grow up in the future, don't learn from Your Majesty."

Father raised his eyebrows, and Meng Yi immediately withdrew his hand, "Princess, the minister will retire first."

After that, the people of the small temple went to prepare the drinks, and Meng Yi also followed out of the hall, and after being busy outside for a while, he returned to the hall and stepped forward to whisper to his father.

After he finished speaking, Father's eyelids were slightly raised, and there was a slight smile in his eyes, "Very good, the general will definitely like this surprise."

Surprise?

But she didn't think it was a surprise, but more like the two of them joining hands to play tricks on Wang Zhi.

But Wang Ben is a peerless warrior who drinks blood from the knife in the southern and northern wars, he is not afraid of heaven and earth, and even when his temper comes up, he will hide a few words of acupuncture in his father, like such a person, if he wants to tease him, it is no less difficult than ascending to the sky.

- So she didn't think that Father and Meng Yi could play tricks on Wang Ben.

Of course, this conclusion is not only because of Wang Ben's character, but also because of Wang Ben's insistence on retreating.

Wang Ben said very desperately yesterday, and he didn't even leave a way out for himself, even though his father held a banquet in Shanglin Yuan, but Wang Ben may not come to participate, and he can't even see Wang Ben's face, so how can he talk about tricking?

Father and Meng Yi's plan will inevitably not succeed-

"Pepper is the thing that the general hates the most."

A general behind Wang Ben laughed loudly, "Ma pepper water is what the general is most afraid of." "Meng Shangqing, you pinched the general's seven inches this time."

"The general is most afraid of peppers?"

"Yes, the general never eats peppers." "In the past, when I borrowed Sichuan and Shu, the general was able to lose a lot of pounds in the rest of the month."

Father is so lacking in virtue

Hehua buried his father's lack of virtue a little, but he felt that this lack of virtue was very suitable, especially for the current Wang Ben.

No military general can give death to King Zhaoxiang Wu Anjun

The matter is indifferent, this is a thorn in their hearts, they can't pull it out, they can't swallow it, they can only numb themselves over time, and tell themselves over and over again that the emperor they swear allegiance to is not a monarch like King Zhaoxiang, his emperor is proud and conceited, and his military exploits can't shake him, so he doesn't have to worry about being liquidated by the emperor.

But this kind of thinking can only appear when the monarch and the minister are in harmony with each other.

The days ahead are very long, no one can guarantee that they will never say the wrong thing or do the wrong thing in their lifetime, there is a contradiction between the monarch and the minister, Wang Ben thinks about Wu Anjun, who was given to death without guilt, and then thinks about the things that he pretended to be sick before, it is difficult not to wonder if his father is suspicious of his insistence on returning to his hometown, and now he is reused because no one is available at the moment, and when the emperor has become a tyrant, he will still inevitably fall into the fate of a Wu Anjun?

These are all things that may happen, and it is impossible for Wang Zhi not to worry, so for Wang Ben, the more magnanimous his father is, the less he will be obsessed with pretending to be sick, and the more he will contribute to the thorn in his heart in the coming days, making it difficult for him to sleep and eat, tossing and turning, a generation of fierce generals trembling, and losing Xiao Xiao's bones that the military general would rather bend.

This is obviously not an outcome that Father wants.

Father likes the arrogant and frivolous general, a gentleman like the wind, and dares to compete with the heavenly princess, so the father prepared pepper water for him, and let Meng Yi add it to his wine, a harmless little joke is enough to make the two of them laugh and grudge.

Of course, this is just an excuse she made for her father's narrow-mindedness. - This kind of thing is too much in line with the little character of the father who has revenge on the spot and generally never stays overnight.

Ying Zheng held his face with one hand and lazily reminded Wang Ben, "General, there are two more."

"General, drink!"

"General, what are you waiting for?"

"General, this is the wine that Meng Shangqing personally poured for you, don't you even give Shangqing face?" Or do you want Your Majesty to pour you wine himself before you are willing to drink it?"

"If that's the case, it doesn't hurt for me to pour a few lamps for the general." Ying Zheng's eyes were long, "It's just that if I think about it, there will be more than these three."

Is it too late for him to run away overnight now?

In an instant, Wang Ben's heart was all over for Wu Anjun.

"General, drink quickly."

Wang Ben didn't go to serve the wine for a long time, so Meng Yi picked up the wine cup from the dining table, held Wang Ben's back with one hand, and brought the wine to Wang Ben's mouth with the other, "If you say that you will punish yourself with three cups, the general can't break his word."

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Wang Ben's face changed slightly, and he raised his hand to push the wine in Meng Yi's hand, "Put it down!"

"A gentleman's word is difficult to chase, how can the general break his word?"

However, the next moment, the Lang generals who were not too busy to see the excitement around got up one after another, and stepped forward to pull Wang Ben, "General, you can drink it!"

Lang hung on Wang Ben like octopus, Wang Ben's fists were invincible and his four feet, Meng Yi saw the opportunity, regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, and directly poured the wine with pepper water into Wang Ben's mouth.

"General, you are not even afraid of life and death, are you afraid of a little pepper?" Meng Yi smiled, "Quick, there's still one left, and after drinking this one, it's gone!"

Meng Yi put down the empty wine cup, and the small temple people diligently handed the last glass of wine to Meng Yi, and Meng Yi repeated the old trick and poured the wine to Wang Zhi.

"Meng Yi, you-hmm." Wang Ben's unfinished words were all blocked back into his stomach by the wine.

After the last glass of wine was poured intermittently, the surrounding Lang generals were afraid of being kicked over by Wang Ben, so they immediately dispersed in a hurry, hiding from him far away, and did not forget to cheer for him, "Cai!"

"The Admiral's good drink!" is worthy of being a general, and his face has not changed after three glasses of wine!"

Hehua snorted and laughed.

Where hasn't Wang Ben's face changed?

- Wang Ben's face is now as red as her favorite flower cake, so red that it can't be more red, and this group of Lang will obviously talk nonsense with their eyes open.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem—" Wang Ben coughed violently and stumbled out of the hall.

Meng Yi was afraid that something would happen to him, so he led a few Lang generals to chase him out.

"General?"

Meng Yi stepped forward to help Wang Ben.

Wang Ben kicked Meng Yi away, "Get out."

Wang Ben still had the strength to kick himself, Meng Yi was not so worried, flicked off the kicked footprints on his clothes, and paced slowly behind Wang Ben, "General, you can't blame me, you yourself said that you would punish yourself with three cups, I just helped you."

"You...... Shut up!"

Wang Ben gritted his teeth.

The stamina of the pepper is really great, more than the stamina of drinking a jar of wine directly, the temple people brought the spittoon, Wang Ben vomited dimly, Meng Yi reached out and patted his back, while patting, he smiled, "The general has been pretending to be sick for a long time, and even the amount of alcohol has dropped a lot, district."

Can you toss the general like this with three glasses of wine?"

"If it is in the past, don't say that it is three wines, even if it is three jars of wine, the general can drink it all in one go without changing his face."

Most of the things in the stomach were spit out, the small temple people handed over mouthwash, Wang Zhi poured water in a big mouth, rinsed his mouth full of pepper smell, repeated back and forth several times, Wang Zhifang felt a little better, so he slowly raised his face, his voice was gloomy, and scolded Meng Yi, "Meng Yi, you are getting bolder and bolder, you dare to pour my wine?"

"General, what you said is bad, how can I be pouring wine? It is clearly a persuasion to drink. Meng Yi snorted, "As a child of Guanzhong, how can you not drink?"

Although Wang Ben is a general, but he is also a noble child, he is famous for enjoying, the people of the small temple are extremely complex, Wang Ben finished rinsing the water, they hurriedly surrounded the front, carefully wiped the water on Wang Ben's face, and sorted out the sleeves and hems of Wang Zhi's body that were a little wrinkled because of the actions of the generals.

Wang Ben spread out his hands and let the small temple people clean up for themselves.

Soon after cleaning up, he took the attendant's hand and walked to the hall, and as he walked, he glanced at his lively Meng Yi, "Meng Yi, don't forget, you are also a disciple of Guanzhong."

"Don't worry, General, I'll remember it." Meng Yi teased and laughed, "I always remember that I am a child of Guanzhong, so I will not be persuaded by others to drink, and I will-"

Meng Yi's voice stopped suddenly.

A hand grabbed the back of his neck.

Immediately afterwards, a glass of wine suddenly appeared in front of him, and the general Wang Ben, who could barely walk with the support of his attendants, quickly took a glass of wine from the food table at this time, and poured the wine into his face.

Meng Yi was choked with water on his face by the sudden wine. - General, you can't afford to play!

"Color!"

"Meng Shangqing has a good amount of wine!" The surrounding Lang will see the excitement is not a big deal.

Meng Yi is not a fierce general on the battlefield, his strength is not as great as Wang Ben, even if there is no Lang General to help Wang Ben press his hand, he can't break free from Wang Ben's clamp, fortunately, after Wang Ben poured a glass of wine, he let go of his neck a little, and he saw the opportunity to immediately break free and distance himself from Wang Ben.

"General, you actually carried out a sneak attack!" Meng Yi raised his hand and wiped the wine on his face, extremely disgusted, "This is not the style of a general."

Wang Ben put down the empty wine cup, took another wine from the dining table, and raised his eyebrows to look at Meng Yi, who was a little embarrassed at this time, "The truth that soldiers are not tired of deceit, didn't your eldest brother teach you?

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"Meng Shangqing is the youngest son in the family, Mrs. Meng's eyes, how dare General Meng and General Meng let him go to the battlefield?" That is, Meng Shangqing is the only one among us who has not been to the battlefield. ”

"General, quick, let Meng Shangqing see the danger of the battlefield!"

The generals coaxed one after another.

Hehua laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

Where is this group of generals? It's clearly a group of children who are about the same age as her. - Or the kind of child who loves to hold grudges and love revenge.

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the chaos of the generals in the hall, and a slight smile appeared in his eyes.

This is what General Daqin should look like.

Shuimu Qinghua, high-spirited, is a star left in the world, shining brightly that people cannot ignore, rather than humble and cautious, walking on thin ice, groveling like a temple person who serves people.

The seeds of 1,000 catties per mu were distributed to various counties and counties, and the remnants of the six countries that were assassinated from time to time have been eliminated, and Wang Ben, who could not get sick, returned to the court again, and the world of Kyushu was thriving, and the prosperity of the Taiping was about to spread out in front of everyone's eyes.

In this case, the generals dared to get drunk unbridled.

But Yingzheng is the emperor, no one goes to Yingzheng like Meng Yi to irrigate Wang Ben or Wang Ben to irrigate Meng Yi, but only come to toast from time to time, so that the emperor can enjoy with them.

Of course, Win Zheng gave them this face. - Take a sip of the wine in your hand and put it down, one can drink for more than half an hour.

Hehua was amazed.

In the past, she followed her sisters to participate in women's banquets, and the second sister who was not good at drinking could dry a glass of wine in one go, compared with the sisters, Father's drinking method was really not atmospheric.

But the generals did not feel that Yingzheng was not magnificent. Not only did he not feel it, but he also felt that Ying Zheng gave them extra face, and after a banquet, Ying Zheng drank three glasses of wine!

Three!

Ying Zheng may not be able to drink three glasses of wine in a year!

Wang Ben didn't dare to let him drink more. The shadow left by drinking with Ying Zheng when he was young in the past was too deep, causing his heart to twitch when he saw Ying Zheng drinking now.

At that time, Ying Zheng had just ascended the throne, and there were the Queen Mother and Lü Buwei on it

, how do you look like a little puppet at the mercy of others, and you can't get the slightest idea.

He had twelve points of sympathy for Ying Zheng in this situation, and when he saw that Ying Zheng was in a bad mood, he hid from his father and brought wine to find Ying Zheng, and then in the wind and rain, the two sat opposite each other and drank in the Nanzhu Pavilion.

Do you sympathize with the widows? Xiao/Qin/Wang Feng's eyes narrowed lightly and sneered

Laugh out loud, Wang Ben, you are really stupid.

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Drink and drink, why is he still scolded?

How dare a minister sympathize with the king?

Kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, Wang Ben's tone was long, and he sang and sighed, "The minister just saw that the king was depressed, so he found some fun for the king-

Fun? Xiao/Qin/Wang tilted his head and interrupted him, Well, the widow does want to have fun.

"Hey, give your sword to the widow." Xiao/Qin/Wang put down the wine cup and looked directly at his saber with his eyes.

Of course, Wang Ben didn't dare to give it.

Are you kidding? Isn't it a provocation to give a sword to a drunken king?

Wang Ben guarded his sword and said that he would not give anything to the little emperor.

Xiao/Qin/Wang was a little annoyed by him, and no longer entangled with him, but directly pulled out the sword of the guard behind him, "Do you think the widow lacks your sword?

Oh, what the widow wants, he never can't get it. Xiao/Qin/Wang carried his sword and walked out crookedly.

Wang Ben was startled and hurriedly chased after him. - He has prepared a meal to accompany the drink, how can the king drink like this?

Xiao/Qin/Wang rushed into the Queen Mother's bedroom. Lü Buwei was disheveled. The Queen Mother trembled, "Does the king want to kill his mother?!"

"Mothericide?"

Xiao/Qin/Wang laughed, A-Niang is so good to the widow, how can the widow be willing to kill his mother?

Xiao/Qin/Wang smiled and stepped on Lü Buwei's clothes and got into bed, and the sword in his hand provoked the face of the Queen Mother.

The body of the sword was attached to the queen mother's chin, and the queen mother trembled violently, but Xiao/Qin/Wang was drunk and ruthless, and the sword in his hand was also shaking badly, and there were strands of hair hanging down the queen mother's cheeks, and inadvertently hit the sword body, breaking and falling on the bed in an instant.

The Queen Mother was stupefied, "King, King!"

"Your Majesty, this matter is an arrogance by the ministers, and it has nothing to do with the Queen Mother!" Lü Buwei was still a little responsible, lying on the ground and constantly kowtowing, "If the king kills, he will kill his subordinates, don't hurt the queen mother!"

It's just that Xiao/Qin/Wang obviously didn't want to deal with the man who had just rolled off his mother's bed, turned a deaf ear to his words, leaned forward slightly, and the sword body was already across the queen mother's neck, the queen mother was frightened, tears rolled down like beads with broken threads, and he stretched out his other hand and wiped the queen mother's tears.

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#34; What are you crying about?

After wiping the tears of the Queen Mother, Xiao/Qin/Wang patted the Queen Mother's face, and Liang Liangfeng glanced at Lu Buwei behind her, It's nothing for A-Niang to raise a few wild men, but A-Niang has to know that the only man A-Niang can rely on is a widow.

"I, I know."

The Queen Mother's tears rained down, and her voice was almost inaudible.

"It's good if A-Niang knows."

Xiao/Qin/Wang put away the sword, picked up the Queen Mother's pillow, and put the sword under the Queen Mother's pillow.

Too back like earthy color.

Xiao/Qin/Wang looked back at Lu Buwei, The middle father is old, and it is inevitable that he will not be able to serve A-Niang, so let's do it, the middle father will pick some men and send them to the palace to accompany A-Niang to talk to relieve boredom.

After this incident, Chang poisoned the palace, and Lü Buwei no longer dared to have anything to do with the Queen Mother.

Wang Ben couldn't figure out whether Ying Zheng was drunk or not drunk at that time, but when the long sword in Ying Zheng's hand was across the neck of the Queen Mother, he was born in a family of military generals and clearly saw the heavy murderous intent in the eyes of Xiao/Qin/Wang.

- The King of Qin at that time, yes, did want to kill the Queen Mother.

But after all, the Queen Mother is the Queen Mother, and she is his biological mother who depends on each other in Zhao State, so he finally put down his sword and calmly accepted everything from the Queen Mother. - It's not that he can't accept that the Queen Mother has other men, what he can't accept is that the Queen Mother loves other men more than herself, and even kills herself for this man.

Those past events are extremely heavy from the perspective of a bystander, but Xiao/Qin/Wang dealt with all this in the later years, and the evil seed was thrown to death, and the King of Qin sent a sip of wine to his mouth, this time he did not raise his sword again, but just looked at the Queen Mother who was crying until she fainted.

Therefore, it is better not to let His Majesty the Emperor get touched, every time it is contaminated, every time it is thrilling. Just like Fang Cai, he was poured three glasses of wine mixed with pepper water in a row!

Seeing that Ying Zheng was sending wine to his mouth again, Wang Ben's eyelids jumped fiercely, and his elbow hit Meng Yi, signaling Meng Yi to see Ying Zheng.

"Oh, Your Majesty doesn't drink much." Meng Yi said with a big tongue.

Meng Yi was poured too much wine, and he was already a little drunk at this time, walking like he was stepping on cotton, and his body was floating greatly, because of this, Wang Zhi asked him to go to see Yingzheng, although His Majesty will report the small belly chicken intestines, but he will not be as knowledgeable as a drunk person, so even if Meng Yi does something out of the ordinary, His Majesty will not say anything.

Of course, if Your Majesty is drunk, it will be better if he kicks Meng Yi away. - Meng Yi still remembers the wine mixed with pepper water he just did!

Wang Ben pinched his right hand

took a glass of wine, and looked at Meng Yi who stumbled in the direction of winning politics.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's getting late, you should go to bed."

Although he drank a lot of wine, Meng Yi still remembered his duties, staggered to the front of Yingzheng's dining table, and then raised his hand and waved his hand, so that the people of the small temple could serve Yingzheng and familiarize him, and send His Majesty to bed.

"Whoa."

The small temple man stepped forward lightly.

Ying Zheng didn't seem to be so drunk, Meng Yi came to persuade him, he bowed his head and got up with the hands of the little temple people, although his cheeks were slightly drunk, but his expression was not shocked, and his eyes were also clear, compared with the drunk Meng Yi, he was so sober that he couldn't be sober anymore.

Awake?

Wang Ben smiled.

Wang Ben raised his hand and drank all the wine in the wine cup.

I.II.

Wang Ben counted silently in his heart.

Smack - the emperor who is absolutely sane and absolutely sober is planted on the carpet.

Meng Yi drank too much, his reaction was not as sensitive as before, he only dragged one sleeve of Yingzheng's shirt, and ripped off that sleeve because he didn't control his strength well.

"Huh? What about Your Majesty?" Meng Yi held half of his sleeve and looked over and over in front of him.

"Your Majesty!" The little temple man screamed, and he was busy helping Yingzheng who fell to the ground.

Wang Ben was satisfied.

Medical officer, Your Majesty has fainted.

Wang Ben put down the wine cup, walked slowly to Yingzheng, who was helped up by the little temple people, leaned over and intimately sorted out the edge of Yingzheng's sleeve that was torn off by Meng Yi, and opened his mouth with a little yin and yang weirdness, Tsk, Your Majesty's alcohol consumption is still so bad.

If you drink more than three lamps, you will be poured in three steps. This is the painful experience he has gained from drinking with His Majesty for many years, and then every time he drinks it, he will be beaten by his father and unable to get out of bed for half a month.

"Father, Father, are you okay?"

Hehua rarely sees Ying Zheng drinking, and it is the first time that Ying Zheng is drunk and falls to the ground, the little milk dumpling is frightened, holding the arm of Ying Zheng who was sent to the bed in the side hall by the temple people and constantly calling Father, Father wake up.

For Yuxue's cute little princess, Wang Zhi didn't have so many bad intentions, and smiled and comforted, Princess, it's better for a drunk person to let him sleep well.

"The medical officer is here, let me go!" The small temple man spoke sharply, and most of the people gathered around Yingzheng's bed dispersed in an instant.

/ > "Oh, Your Majesty is drunk?"

It was an older and experienced medical officer, simple. What about decanting soup? Feed your majesty a bowl first.

During the palace banquet, the temple people will prepare the sobering soup in advance, to avoid the nobles getting drunk and uncomfortable, before sending Yingzheng to the side hall, the temple people have taken the sobering soup, but the medical officer has not arrived, the temple people dare not feed, now the medical officer ordered, the temple people do not hesitate at the moment, hand and foot quickly feed Yingzheng to drink the sobering soup.

The sobering soup alone was not enough, the medical officer opened the medical box carried by the apprentice, and took out a sticker of decoction from it, "Go, boil this into soup over high heat, and send it to Your Majesty to eat."

Here.

The people of the small temple hurriedly responded and quickly went to boil the decanting soup.

After a stick of incense, the decoction was boiled, and the temple people lightly fed Yingzheng to obey.

After drinking a bowl of soup and medicine, Ying Zheng's brows moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth seemed to overflow with a low murmur.

The voice seemed to be too weak, and there was a group of people around the bed, but no one heard it, let alone responded to his words, only Wang Ben's eyelids were slightly raised, and the narrowness of his eyes was clouded for a moment.

Hehua frowned.

In an instant, the gloom in Wang Ben's eyes dissipated, and the man sent back the people who served in the palace, leaving only a few henchmen to stay by Yingzheng's side.

Little princess, if you are not sleepy, you may wish to accompany Your Majesty for a while. Wang Ben knelt down on one knee and asked Hehua's opinion.

Hehua shook his head, "I'm not sleepy."

It's good not to be sleepy.

Wang Ben smiled and hugged Hehua to bed, Your Majesty and the Queen Mother are about the same age as you when the Zhao State is dependent on each other.

"I know."

Hehua's eyes dimmed, "Father......... Loved my grandmother's. ”

Ironically, however, my grandmother betrayed my father. It was true that they relied on each other back then, and it was also true that they broke with their father later.

"Father, I'm Little Eleven." Hehua held Yingzheng's hand with both hands and lay on Yingzheng's chest, "I'm by your side."

She responded to Ying Zheng's whispers, put her face on Ying Zheng's face, and gently wrapped her two small hands around Ying Zheng's shoulders, "I will always be there."

"I am your little eleven, and I will always be with you."

Forever and ever.

As long as she is alive, she will stay with her father. An appointment is established, and it will not be unswerving until death. Wang Ben's eyes softened

Come.

The woman's stiff body softened the moment it touched the mercury.

No, not only soft, her body was almost turned into water by mercury, turned into mist, floating in the endless sea of mercury, there was a faint light shining from the woman's left hand, and there was a little starlight in the mercury world.

The whole person was soaked in mercury, and the woman did not seem to feel pain, and in the bubbling and bubbling of the water, she crossed the sea of mercury, and climbed the long heavenly stairs with her broken body, and then came to a coffin of great beauty and majesty.

She was obviously very familiar with the mechanism of the coffin, and opened the coffin without much effort, and with a muffled rumble, a peaceful white bone appeared in front of her, the clothes on the white bone had long been reduced to ashes in the long years, and only the fist-sized night pearls around it were still shining, shining on the skeleton of the tomb owner.

The woman was silent for a moment.

After half a breath, the woman jumped in.

She took out the burial of the owner of the tomb, and the gold, silver, jade, shellfish and pearls were all thrown out by her, but the skeleton of the owner of the tomb was inside.

But this still didn't seem to be enough, she even took off the night pearl in the mouth of the tomb owner, threw it out of the coffin, and waited for the coffin

There was nothing left in it, so she spread out her left hand, and in the palm of her hand was a pearl the size of a coin.

She slowly placed the pearl on the bones of the tomb owner.

Win Zheng's eyelids jumped fiercely. Something filled around him, and in a trance, he saw a shattered face.

Little Eleven?

After a pause, the emperor hesitated.