Every time the Victory Barracks are lively, and this time is no exception, but the lively people are soldiers, and the generals, as the main bones, certainly did not appear here.

This time, there were two generals, namely Jun Wen and Bai Yu, and a military advisor, Zuo Wenxiang.

Before the release, there would be no such few generals, but now the emperor has made a decision on purpose.

Junwen thinks it’s good 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 called for the two people who returned from triumphant return to the tent. He first bowed to Junwen and Bai Yu with a glass, and said, "I wish you two great heroes a glass." After that, he raised his head and poured them all into his mouth. After drinking, he shook his eyebrows at Bai Yu, "Nephew, I am real wine."

Bai Yu was so amused and crying that he nodded and took a glass, saying repeatedly: "Real wine, I will toast you too!"

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

Jun Wenben was very pleased to see his son drinking, but at this time he saw his old friend not letting go, his face was dissatisfied, "Why can't my son drink?"

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

"I can drink at the age of six, I am already holding a wine pot at the age of ten, and I am still a hundred cups at the age of fifteen!" Jun Wen said dissatisfied.

"You are you, Jun Zhi is Jun Zhi!"

"Junzhi is my son!"

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

This wine is a sorghum white wine that is also available here, with great potential and higher than the modern Erguotou.

"It's satisfying!" Bai Yu wiped her mouth and shouted happily.

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

Zuo Wenxiang looked at Bai Yu and drank a full glass, and his face looked a little worried.

Junwen saw Zuo Wenxiang's expression, and he couldn't help but kick him, "My son is not a woman! What do you mean by being afraid of!"

Zuo Wenxiang endured this kick. As a weak scholar, he was kicked by such a long-term martial arts man. He immediately grinned in pain.

"Did I say your son is a woman?! It is necessary to attack me so badly!" Zuo Wenxiang was angry now, and he glared at Bai Yu fiercely.

Now every time I have a hard time, I still have to do it because of her!

Bai Yu smiled secretly, she joined in the fun and hammered her chest, then raised her eyebrows at Zuo Wenxiang, "Uncle Wenxiang, I am a man! How could I not drink a glass of wine! Don't worry too much about me, or worry about whether you can live three cups by yourself."

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

Zuo Wenxiang cannot drink alcohol. Even if he drinks it, he will usually pour it after three cups.

This move is really effective.

Now Zuo Wenxiang has already drunk a drink, his face is rosy.

"You!" Zuo Wenxiang jumped up and reached out to hit Baiyu.

How could Bai Yu let his hand lightly tap his toes appear behind Zuo Wenxiang?

Zuo Wenxiang couldn't catch up with her, so he took the wine glass in anger and poured it a mouthful.

After drinking two drinks, his face became even more rosy and looked very fun.
Chapter completed!