Jingzhou laughed and took out two more fur coats from the carriage. He handed one to Da Siming and said, "You change your clothes, and let's go to the village ahead to get a drink."
Da Siming put on his fur coat and his face suddenly changed. The next moment, a woman as gentle as water appeared in front of Jing Zhou.
The carriage moved forward for a while, and when it was still a hundred or ten meters away from the village, Jing Zhou asked the puppet to stop. Waiting here, he and Da Si Ming did not make any luck, just stepped on the snow, Walking towards the village step by step.
"Oh, Gang, didn't you eat tonight?"
"Hahaha, it's not that Gang didn't eat, it's that Amin's strength has increased greatly this year."
In the village, several bonfires were burning brightly, and the wood as thick as a bowl shone red, dispersing the coldness of the night.
A circle of people gathered around the bonfire, including men and women. Some picked up large bowls and clinked glasses, while others stared ahead and clapped their hands and cheered.
In the middle, two young men were wrestling shirtless. Steam was steaming from their heads and beads of sweat the size of peas were hanging on their faces.
Everyone heard the "squeaking" sound of stepping on the snow, turned around and saw a man and a woman walking towards them.
"I was on my way with my roommate just now and passed by your village. I heard singing from a distance. I came uninvited. I hope you won't be surprised." Jing Zhou chuckled lightly and walked into the crowd with Da Siming.
"What's so strange about this? It's more lively when there are more people. Guests, please take a seat." An old man stood up from the ground, glanced at the carriage with lamps parked in the distance, and made a gesture of invitation.
"Thank you, elder." Jing Zhou took Da Si Ming and sat down familiarly.
The old man picked up a large bowl from in front of him and handed it to Jing Zhou and Da Siming. He smiled and said: "This is the most powerful fire cloud burning in our Yan country. I don't know if the guests can drink. You might as well have a glass of wine to warm yourself up." ."
Da Siming smiled and shook his head.
"Girl, if you don't drink, you might as well sit forward and lean against the fire to warm yourself up. Don't freeze your body." Seeing that Da Siming didn't drink, the old man was not surprised, and ordered the young people on the side to add more to the fire. A few pieces of wood were added.
Da Siming looked at Jingzhou, who smiled and nodded towards her. Da Siming moved forward and sat next to the fire. He stretched out his delicate hands from his sleeves and leaned against the flames to warm himself.
"My sister-in-law doesn't like drinking, but I am just the opposite. I have never lagged behind others in drinking. It's just that the elder's bowl is too small and I can't drink enough." After Da Siming came to the fire, Jing Zhou smiled and walked away. The old man took the bowl in his hand, raised his head and drank.
"good!"
“Good drinker!”
People kept clapping and applauding, and even the two people who were originally fighting in the field stopped and looked at the figure holding up a bowl and drinking. The seemingly frail young man in front of me could not expect to be so generous! There are many heroes in the land of Yanzhao, and the heroes are so heroic. They drink from big bowls and eat meat with big mouthfuls. Nothing is better than this.
"Good wine! This wine deserves to be produced in the Yan Kingdom in the far north, and it lives up to the reputation of Huoyunshao!" Jingzhou praised, and a bowl of Huoyun burned down his stomach, like a line of fire, burning from his throat to his stomach, Finally, it turned into magma and rolled in the belly.
The old man laughed loudly, "I underestimated the guest, so I punished myself with a bowl. Don't blame the guest."
As he spoke, he raised his head and drank the wine in the bowl.
"Looking at the guest's clothes, could he be from the Zhao Kingdom?" The old man wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth and asked.
Jingzhou nodded and said with a smile: "The elder has good eyesight. This time I came to Yan country with my sister-in-law. Firstly, I wanted to see the beautiful scenery of Yan country during the heavy snow season. My sister-in-law has liked snow since she was a child, but because of the elders in the family, she can't After traveling far away, I got an opportunity this time, so there was no reason to miss it. Secondly, I heard that there is a dancing girl called the Snow Maiden in this Ji City, and her dancing skills are extraordinary. I couldn't help but want to go and see her."
"Hahaha, our guests have come to the right place when they come to our Yan country. The winter in Yan country is the most beautiful among the seven countries. This is Feixue Pavilion." The old man paused and then said: "This is Feixue Pavilion." What's amazing is that our country of Yan is a first-class place, and the big shots in the court are frequent visitors. Especially the Snow Girl, even an old man knows that her dance is unmatched by anyone in the Seven Kingdoms. ." As he said that, a look of yearning appeared on the old man's face.
Da Siming sat quietly and listened, his face filled with contented joy. She was extremely beautiful, but she usually showed people a cold and bloodthirsty face, which made people dare not take a second look at her. At this time, she put away her fierceness and looked like a lady. Her fur coat and black silk stockings were dotted with a few snowflakes, which added a bit of charm to her and attracted many young people around her to look at her.
"It is said that the Snow Maiden's dance is the best in the world. Now many people from the Zhao Kingdom come to the Yan Kingdom to learn dance." After speaking, Jingzhou asked the young man who kept peeking at Da Siming to pour a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Thank you, elder, for the wine. I would like to toast you to the elder for this glass."
After Jing Zhou finished one bowl, the elder also drank a bowl, but this time he drank a little too quickly. He couldn't help coughing twice, his face turned red, and he was faintly drunk, but his laughter became louder and louder. .
"Who made Uncle Xin laugh? I offer him three bowls of wine!" A laugh came from far away, like a tiger roaring, and then a burly figure was seen, carrying a large jar of wine in each hand, coming from the night Zhong strode forward.
"Brother Tie, walk faster. A guest came just now, and it's hard to drink. Now you don't have to worry about no one drinking with you." A young man in the group shouted into the night.
"Hahaha, it turns out we have a guest!" The burly man sprinted and arrived in front of everyone in a blink of an eye. He placed the wine jar in his hand on the ground, his big copper-bell eyes turned around, and then his eyes fell on Jing Zhou.
Jingzhou nodded with a smile, and then looked at the big hammer behind the man in front of him.
"The visitor is a guest. I will offer you three glasses of wine first." The big hammer picked up a bowl from the ground and moved the jar to pour the wine. Someone in the crowd shouted: "Brother Tie, the guest just said that this bowl is too much." You’re stingy, you’re not satisfied with the drink, I think you have to drink it from a jar!”
"Drink from a jar?" Big Iron Hammer asked suspiciously, and glanced at Jingzhou again, thinking: "The man in front of me looks so thin, and I didn't expect that he could actually drink. It's just that this Huoyunshao is different from others. Wine, ordinary people will get drunk after just three or two glasses of wine, so I’ll keep an eye on him when I’m drinking, and I won’t drink with him as long as he looks drunk.”
"Brother, don't worry about me. I have always liked drinking. Now in the heavy snow season, how can I miss it when I encounter the fire clouds? I am only worried that the wine is too little and not enough." Jingzhou said loudly. , Big Iron Hammer's eyes lit up, and he laughed a few times, "Good man, you can take the wine!"
He threw the sledgehammer casually and threw a jar of wine in front of Jingzhou, "Guests please!"
The sledgehammer picked up a jar of wine and drank several large gulps.
Jing Zhou smiled slightly, picked up the jar and drank heavily. Sledgehammer had been paying attention to Jing Zhou, and seeing Jing Zhou drinking so generously, he was quite surprised. He laughed and said: "It's so refreshing. I have never met anyone who can drink like this!"
The jar of wine was about three kilograms, and it didn't take long for the two of them to drink almost half of it, leaving everyone around them stunned.
Sledgehammer took two more sips, feeling like there was a blazing fire in his body, and his heart was filled with enthusiasm. He put the wine jar down and asked Jing Zhou: "Does the guest know how to box and kick?"
Jing Zhou smiled and shook his head, "I have only learned how to drink, not kung fu."
"It's a pity, it's a pity!" Big Iron Hammer said a few pity words in succession, and he jumped into the field and laughed: "A Gang, A Ming, let's compete with each other."
"Brother Tie, don't be arrogant. We are going to compete with you!" Several young people came out of the crowd, took off their upper body clothes, exposed their strong muscles, and jumped into the field.
"Hahaha, okay, this is a man from the Yan Kingdom! We men from the Yan Kingdom don't know what it means to be afraid!"
Seeing that several people in the field were already fighting in a group, the old man said: "It makes the guests laugh. These few are army sergeants, and they are all rough men."
Jingzhou smiled and said, "They are all good men."
The bonfire lasted until late at night and then gradually extinguished.
Jing Zhou left behind two golden leaves and left slowly with Da Siming.
"Ding-a-ding-a-ding-a-ling"
The carriage moved slowly and then moved forward. The bells in front of the carriage collided and made a clear and sweet sound.
"They are all good men. It's a pity that in this war, I don't know how many people can survive." Jing Zhou sighed lightly.
Da Siming said: "Sir, are you feeling sad?"
Jing Zhou shook his head, "It feels a bit pity. The government of Yan State has been extremely rotten. Whether King Yan or the generals are not chaotic, they are all people who are greedy for pleasure. The Qin army only needs a large army to suppress the border, and it can ask the top figures of Yan State to cede territory and seek peace. . What a pity for the group of hard-blooded men down there."
After Yan Dan assassinated Qin, King Xi of Yan did not hesitate to hand over Yan Dan in order to appease Ying Zheng's anger. General Yan Yi had offended him with the big hammer, so he ignored the life and death of thousands of Yan soldiers and sent them to Meng Tian. Military merit. Compared to South Korea, the state of Yan was more corrupt.
The carriage drove for nearly two hours. At this time, there were gradually more and more people on the snowy road. Da Siming lowered the curtain beside the carriage window and looked back from a distance, like the scene in the village, like a dream.
Da Siming put away the last touch of tenderness and returned to his frightening face, "My lord, it seems that you are not in a hurry at all. Lord Xinghun left the city earlier than us, and I am afraid he has already arrived at Jicheng."
Jingzhou said indifferently: "Coming early is not as good as coming by chance. Coming early may not be a good thing. It's not that simple to get chestnuts out of the fire."
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Da Siming said puzzledly: "Master Xinghun has a high level of cultivation. He can use his hands to gather Qi to reach the peak of eight successes. He also brings Young Siming with him. Isn't this mission a sure thing?"
Jing Zhou smiled and said: "That would be better. Can we complete the task without having to do anything?"
Da Siming frowned slightly and couldn't help but remind him: "But wouldn't you be letting down His Excellency Donghuang's attention by doing this?"
Jingzhou said "Yeah", drank a glass of wine, lay down half-ly, and tapped the car window rhythmically with his right hand, and said slowly: "Your Excellency Donghuang's heart is on the road, how can he care about these things? As long as Dongjun Just take it back to the Yin Yang family, it doesn’t matter who brings it back.”
