"I appreciate the general's kindness, but I've been feeling unwell these past few days and really can't drink..." When it was Zuo Weipan's turn, he refused to drink.
"Hahaha!" Qiu Muling laughed, "Master Zuo doesn't give face to the young general. Why didn't the young general give our Prince Poduo Luo face when he heard that he was in Longjiang City? Tsk, tsk, tsk, the official of Da Zhou As expected, my eyes are all on the top of my head, and I have never looked at us people from the northern border!"
"General, I misunderstood. That's not what I meant. It's just..." Zuo Weipan was still waiting to explain.
"Since you are not looking down on us, you must be polite to us. Come on, let Master Zuo drink!" Qiu Muling waved his hand, and two soldiers immediately came up. One hugged Zuo Weipan's neck, and the other picked up the wine bowl and went directly to He poured it into his mouth!
"Cough cough cough... Qiu Muling, what are you doing? I am Da Zhou Qin..." Zuo Weipan was choked and coughed repeatedly. He couldn't help but got angry. But when he was about to start shooting, he was hugged tightly around his neck. Unable to move, he opened his mouth and drank another large bowl of wine.
After drinking three large bowls in a row, Zuo Weipan rolled his eyes...
"Qiu Muling, don't be rude!" Xiao Chen waited until he was finished being fed before he started to slap the case.
"Oops! Even Mr. Xiao said that the young general doesn't understand etiquette? It seems that three bowls of wine are not enough to express my respect to Mr. Zuo. Come on, I will give you three more bowls to Mr. Zuo!" Qiu Muling said loudly.
What kind of good wine is there in the military camp? They were all low-quality mare's kumiss, which was bitter, strong, spicy, and had a sour taste. After six bowls of wine, Zuo Weipan felt a surge of pain in his stomach. His stomach was cramping and he couldn't even speak.
"Eh? Why don't Mr. Zuo return three bowls of wine to us? This is so disrespectful!" Qiu Muling refused to give up, "There is no big or small wine table. Today, I will be bold and punish you three bowls of wine!" "
After forcing down nine bowls of wine, Zuo Weipan ducked under the table, his eyes rolled back, foaming at the mouth, and he fell unconscious...
"Why are you drunk with just a little wine?" Qiu Muling laughed, "Master Zuo, I'm laughing at you for not being a man! Come on, get him up, and serve him a few more bowls..."
"Qiu Muling, stop playing, you're going to get killed if you keep playing!" Xiao Chen saw that Zuo Weipan's face was flushed and pale, and he was afraid that if he really beat him to death, it wouldn't be fun anymore.
"Hahaha, Mr. Xiao, don't worry. This little wine won't bother you. Can the current medical officer in our camp still make Mr. Zuo really drunk to death? Come on, take Mr. Zuo down and find the medical officer. Sober him up!" Qiu Muling gave the order, and the two soldiers dragged Zuo Weipan out like a dog to death.
"Look at what you did, I'm an imperial envoy..." Xiao Chen muttered and complained.
"Mr. Xiao, why did the young general propose a toast and reveal his guilt? Even if this lawsuit was brought before the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty, the young general would still be on the side... Eunuch Gong, don't you think so?" Qiu Muling said with a smile.
"Yes, yes." Gong Shouli was happy and worried at the same time when he saw Zuo Weipan making a fool of himself. He said carefully, "It's Mr. Zuo's drinking problem, but it's not the general's fault."
"Eunuch Gong is still reasonable. Sure enough, the people around the emperor are different from those who don't understand current affairs! In the military camp, they don't treat each other very well. They invite my father-in-law to eat meat." Qiu Muling did not drink Gong Shouli's wine, which shows that he followed Zuo Weipan is a personal grudge.
"How can you eat this crappy thing of yours that's bleeding out of a pool of blood?" Xiao Chen said, "Take it away quickly and exchange it for something edible!"
"Oh, Mr. Xiao, you are really difficult to take care of... Come on, change it!" Qiu Muling ordered the people to remove the half-cooked yellow sheep and replace them with a large pot of steaming boiled mutton and fragrant air-dried beef bones. , and delicious milk tea.
In fact, he originally wanted Zuo Weipan to drink blood from Rumao, but Zuo Weipan got drunk after just a few bowls of wine without any trouble.
Xiao Chen was really hungry. He even ate and drank, which was extremely sweet. When he saw Gong Shouli sitting still, he was still curious, "Why aren't you hungry, Old Gong? You must have eaten too many candies from Ling'er on the road. What do you think?" How old are you, but you still like to eat children’s food…”
Gong Shouli said in his heart that you are really big-hearted! Are you still interested in eating this? Qiu Muling's army is approaching, and he is about to attack Mojie. With such a big battle, we can't predict whether we will go there... We still have to be able to leave. What if Qiu Muling takes us hostage? ?
The same goes for the freshmen, if you want to fight Mojie, you can fight, but if you don’t start the war sooner, you won’t start the war later. You have to wait for me to come before you start the war!
If I had known, I would have found someone to give me a lesson in divination before I went out... I might have lost my life!
The Xianbo people are not used to the imperial envoy I am. Qiu Muling also said just now that he will not be used to it even if the emperor comes.
Damn Xiao Chen, why don't you quickly think of a way out, but you only care about eating? You are a pig!
What kind of pigs don't eat until they know they are being slaughtered...
In the midst of extreme anxiety, I suddenly heard the sound of Zuo Weipan vomiting from outside the tent. Out of curiosity, I stretched my neck to look, only to see that Zuo Weipan was held up by two soldiers and could not move. There was a toilet in front of him. A soldier scooped up feces and urine from the toilet with a big excrement spoon and poured it into Zuo Weipan's mouth...
"It's incredible, Xiao Chen, hurry up and see what they are doing..." Gong Shouli witnessed this tragedy with his own eyes, and his face turned pale with shock.
"Damn, that's so disgusting!" Xiao Chen glanced at it and almost vomited, "Qiu Muling, what are you doing!"
"Isn't this helping Mr. Zuo sober up?" Qiu Muling said with a smile, "If you drink the dung soup, you will spit out the wine. This is a clever trick from Chief Medical Officer Wen Shan. Last time one of our soldiers accidentally swallowed poison. Mushrooms are cured like this... Hey, go get them farther away, the smell is coming in!"
"Okay, okay, don't do it. If you keep doing it, Lao Zuo will really be doomed." Xiao Chen covered his nose and waved his hands repeatedly, "Hurry up and let him take a bath and change clothes. You said this and this... How dignified is this dignified imperial envoy?"
"Look at what you said, Mr. Xiao, this kind intention has turned into a donkey's liver and lungs. Come on, let Mr. Zuo sober up on his own." Qiu Muling ended the game.
Although Zuo Weipan was not beaten to death, he was almost half dead.
This is what happens if you offend Uluolan!
Last night, when Wu Luolan heard Xiao Chen say that Zuo Weipan had made Douluo look bad in public, he became furious at that time. If he hadn't been naked, he would have gone to kill Zuo Weipan with a knife and stabbed Zuo Weipan twice!
Poduo Luo is my brother. If you insult him in public, it is like a slap in my face. Who do you think you are, dare to be so rampant in Northern Xinjiang?
After he came back, he immediately ordered Qiu Muling to treat him well when he comes. The more enthusiastic he is, the better!
As long as Xiao Chen doesn't stop him, I will kill this bastard to eliminate the hatred in my heart!
