"Then, this second glass of wine will make us congratulate the soldiers and civilians of both places. This time, Liaodong received food, Shandong received silver, and military and civilians of both places each obtained their benefits. This was a great joy, and I would like to ask you to drink with me."

"Congratulations to the people and the country."

When everyone in the hall heard this, they raised the glasses that the maid had filled them just now, and then the 200th wine was sipped in one go.

"Hahaha, OK." Mao Zhengliang couldn't help but smile when he saw this.

Then, when the maid on the side filled the wine glass, he raised the wine glass again and said, "As for this third glass of wine, let us congratulate the future. Now the two places have different visibility, both of which have greatly increased their strength.

But in contrast, between Yuanmeng, Nachahan and Boluo, there is still endless filth. One has gone from one to the other, and our dynasty will surely achieve the great cause of expelling the Tartars and restoring China.

You guys, how can you not drink this wine?”

"The king is a thousand years old, Shandong is a thousand victories!"

"The king is a thousand years old, Shandong is a thousand victories!!!"

When the civil and military officials heard Mao Zhengliang's words, the atmosphere became much warmer than before. Therefore, with these shouts, Li and Chen, who were not originally a minister of the Mao family, had to drink the third glass of wine with the rest of the palace.

"Hahaha, okay. It's worthy of being a man from the Song Dynasty. He does have such bloodiness." Without eating the dish, he poured three large glasses of wine into his stomach. The average amount of alcohol can only be said to be Mao Zhengliang, so he couldn't help but feel a little drunk.

Therefore, when he put down the wine glass, Mao Zhengliang clapped his hands and asked the musicians and dancers who were waiting in the courtyard to enter the hall to sing and dance. Then he looked at His Highness's civil and military affairs, and he waved his hands proudly and said, "You guys, come here as if you go home. There is no need to be restrained, be happy."

As he said this, he picked up the fruit and snacks on the table and started to eat them.

Seeing this, the civil officials who were a little restrained finally let go. At this time, they toasted one by one, and then talked to Li Qingping about the very fresh customs in Liaodong. For a moment, it was not lively.

But as he drank, the civil servants didn't look like anything, and it was like a mess. Zhou Yanjun and other martial artists were all a little fluttering.

"Damn, if you want to drink, you will be stuffy. You can't even drink wine. Just like a sissy, why are you talking about killing the enemy?"

As a ten thousand gunmen in the Mao army, after drinking seven or eight glasses of wine, he felt a little relieved. Therefore, at this moment, he held the wine glass and couldn't help but look at Chen Hu, the deputy envoy of Liaodong who was also a general. That look, he was a bit like the attitude of not drinking this wine at this time.

Therefore, after seeing this, Chen Huduang, who had a similar temper, slapped the table after a few glasses of wine.

"Grandma, when it comes to drinking, Lao Chen has never been afraid of anyone. But this wine glass is too small, and it is only two taels of full glass. What does this wine mean? If you want to drink it, we have to get a big bowl."

Zhou Yanjun: "Uh, hahaha. Brother Zhou, have you heard that he is a man who has been to Liaodong. Look at his spirit. Brother Zhou, don't be afraid at this time."

"I'm afraid, I'm sorry. I don't know how to write the word "coward." When I was drinking, drinking, rock-scissors, and praise merit had already become the daily routines of these generals.

The Mao family and his son have always been sympathetic to military generals, and they all smiled at such trivial matters at the banquet.

So after the tragic resignation, he instructed the maid on the side, "Don't stand there, get me two big bowls. Today I have to fight with the man from Liaodong to drink."

"Yes," although the maid was from the palace, he could not delay the orders of the third-rank official after hearing the repeated orders. After agreeing, he hurriedly took two big bowls for them.

Therefore, in front of Mao Zhengliang, Chen Hu and his two men took a bowl of wine, and poured wine into his bowl.

As for Mao Zhengliang, when he looked at this scene, he couldn't help but take out the agate-inlaid bǐ   shǒu from his waist. Then he knocked on the table. Before the two of them had officially drunk, he took the bǐ   shǒu and said, "Since you are in this interest, I will take out this little thing as the lottery. If that wins, I will reward that one."

As he said that, he couldn't help but raise the bǐ    shǒu in his hands at them.

The handle of the knife was made of gold and was inlaid with gems. It was the spoils obtained from the Rencheng Treasury after Mao Zhengliang defeated Tian Feng. Because of his special significance, Mao Zhengliang kept it with him.

However, this is indeed very valuable. Not to mention that the material of the blade is Damascus steel coming from the Western Regions, just talking about the jewelry and gold inlaid on it, it is worth hundreds of taels.

So, this bǐ   shǒu is actually a good thing worth hundreds of gold.

Therefore, I had seen Mao Mao Zhengliang's twists and turns up close and couldn't help but lit up, and I grinned and said, "King, since you said that, you can't regret it."

"Haha, my words are as good as you can. Okay, don't talk nonsense, just hurry up if you want to drink."

"Oh, obey the order!" He responded jokingly, then picked up the big bowl, and rushed to the end and looked at Chen Hu and said, "Brother, it's done."

After saying that, he picked up the wine bowl and poured the wine into his mouth.

Seeing this, Chen Hu was not willing to be outdone. He picked up the bowl and raised his neck and poured wine into his mouth.

Fortunately, the alcohol content is generally not high nowadays, otherwise, if something goes wrong with drinking like theirs.

But even if the wine is not as high as that of later generations, it is alcoholic beverages, and its degree is still much higher than that of later generations.

Therefore, seeing them fighting for wine like this, civil servants like Liu Qifu couldn't help but frown, feeling that these martial artists were vulgar.

‘Even if you want to compare, isn’t it okay to compare reciting poems?’

Well, literati and military people are indeed born with a gap. No wonder the separation between civil and military people will become bigger and bigger in the future. The two are really not right and they can’t talk together.

So when the two of them were fighting for wine, the highness, such as Zhou Yanjun, Zhang Hao and other martial artists, were constantly applauding. The literati were all smiling and silent.

Fighting: "A bowl is here, come and continue. Today, labor and capital will definitely be the same as you."

Chen Hu: "Grandma, just compare, whoever is afraid of whom."

They shouted and cursed each other, and then they didn't say anything, and each of them had a big bowl.

Seeing this, even Mao Zhengliang, who was slightly drunk, couldn't help but scream. At this time, he, who was already wearing casual clothes, lost the so-called kingly dignity, but instead looked like a young man watching the fun.

"Forehead……"

After drinking another big bowl of wine, Zhou Zhe stared at his eyes, but couldn't help but burp heavily.
Chapter completed!