The offspring of martial warriors/literary scholars may not be able to inherit the genetic lottery of their parents, but ordinary people also have the opportunity to give birth to dragons and phoenix talents with the qualifications of literary scholars/military warriors. After one generation, the offensive and defensive types will change, and the root of the war will also be caused by This is buried.

In this case, it is better to be fair and everyone enjoys the power given by God. Then, no matter whether the next generation is excellent or mediocre, there is no need to reignite the war because of this contradiction.

Luo San looked deeply at Shen Tang, his eyes filled with indescribable fascination and admiration, fiery and frank. He reminded Shen Tang: "With your status and strength today, do you still have no regrets about your choice?"

Shen Tang said: "Time will give Luo Hou the answer."

Luo San drank the rice wine in one gulp.

This kind of folk-brewed wine has no alcoholic taste, and the taste is slightly sour and light. Luo San feels happy, and even the taste of inferior wine on the tip of his tongue is better than the fine wine and jade dew that can only be found in the palace in the sky: "Shen Nujun is a thousand years old, Luo San I respect you."

Shen Tang also drank it happily: "Marquis Luo is a thousand years old."

It's refreshing when you drink it, but a little embarrassing when you pay the bill.

No matter how low-quality wine is, it is made from food, and the price is not much lower. Shen Tang lowered his head to open the purse, his eyes almost touching the opening of the purse. No matter how many times he counted, there was still not enough to pay. She scratched her forehead in embarrassment, He couldn't eat the King's meal in front of Luo San, so he had to wave to the secret guard and signal him to come up and pay: "I paid, go back to the household department for verification."

Luo San: "..."

Do I need to report this expense to the Ministry of Accounts?

Shen Tang grabbed his wrist and muttered: "Hey, there is no good food or wine here. If Marquis Luo goes to the palace, there will be fine wine."

Wine is free.

Luo San was skeptical about this: "Don't lie to me."

Shen Tang really didn't lie to Luo San.

The two dug out a pile of fine wine from the palace cellar.

After patting open the red cloth wine seal, Luo San was intoxicated by the aroma of wine: "Is this the wine? My younger generations are filial, but the only flaw is that there are too few... Why do you have so many?"

Shen Tang said: "Unique secret recipe."

Luo San asked again: "How old is it?"

Shen Tang opened his mouth and said: "Eighteen years."

Whether it's from Shang and Zhou dynasties or from last week, it's all eighteen years old anyway. Not to mention the authentic taste of this batch of wine, even if it is mixed with water, Luo San can't taste it. She has more experience selling fake wine than she does as a lord. Rich: "Luo Hou, why don't you try it?"

Luo San still had to be reserved.

"In this case, it is better to obey orders than to be respectful."

He is not a very good drinker, but no warrior can refuse this wine.

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Chapter completed!