Feng Jie left the Sihai Palace happily with wine, but Li Si was in a good mood. For people who are not good at drinking, no matter how good the wine is, it is as hard to swallow as horse urine.
Li Si only learned some knowledge of wine tasting out of social needs. Otherwise, given his personality, how could he waste time on something that could neither lead to promotion nor make a fortune.
After stepping out of the palace door, halfway through, Feng Jie looked at Li Si and slowly approached him.
"Li Xiang, I don't think you are interested in this wine?"
Li Si rolled his eyes at him and said calmly: "Your Majesty gave him a reward. Although Li is not good at wine, he still regards it as a treasure. Besides, Your Majesty also asked us to promote this wine. How dare Li not do his best?"
Li Si was more than ten years older than Feng Jie and ten years younger than Feng Quji. Feng Jie didn't care at all when he looked at Feng Jie so blindly.
He smiled and said: "What Mr. Li said makes sense. It's just that Mr. Li doesn't drink much. If he can't promote this wine, wouldn't it be a failure of His Majesty's expectations? Feng has quite a few drinking friends, not as good as Li The Prime Minister gave the wine to Feng, and Feng promoted His Majesty on behalf of Prime Minister Li?"
Li Sim didn't squint or roll his eyes at him, thinking to himself: "This Feng Jie is a very stable person, but he can't walk when he sees wine. If he has the same virtue as Feng Quji, he will stumble over this wine sooner or later." '
"Forget it, if I give you the wine, I'm afraid it will all go into Prime Minister Feng's stomach, right?"
Feng Jie smiled awkwardly, that was his plan. I definitely can't drink all the wine given by His Majesty. If Li Si gives the wine to himself, then he can keep a jar of wine alone.
"In this case, Feng won't force it. Mr. Li will go slowly."
Li Si nodded and parted ways with Feng Jie at the palace gate.
Feng Jie rushed back to Prime Minister Feng's Mansion without stopping, and quickly asked the clerk to inform his drinking buddies to have some drinks together at the mansion in the evening.
Feng Qu returned to Huyi after he fell ill. Now Feng Jie works in Prime Minister Feng's Mansion and returns to his own Feng Mansion to live at night.
In the evening, Li Xing, Zhou Zhe, Meng Yi, and Ying Piao gathered at Feng Mansion.
As soon as they met, Li Xing and Zhou Zhe bowed deeply and said, "I have met Prime Minister Feng."
These two people were both subordinates of Feng Jie when he was the imperial censor. Although they were subordinates, they were deeply trusted by Feng Jie. When the Lishan Mausoleum was capped, the reason why these two people stood up and agreed with my decision was because Feng Jie knew what they were doing. In addition, the three of them had the same hobby, so Feng Jie would call them out every time he drank.
Meng Yi and Ying Tong were Feng Jie's friends who grew up together. Naturally, they were not as reserved as Li Xing and Zhou Zhe. Meng Yi is more elegant, has a good appearance, and has a handsome young man's appearance that has fascinated many young married women; Ying Piao is tall and powerful, with a more resolute face, and a more forthright person.
Meng Yi laughed: "The Prime Minister has very little free time today. In the past, apart from seeing him at court meetings, it was rare to meet him in private."
Ying Ying stepped forward and circled around Feng Jie, imitating his father Ying Wu's tone, and said teasingly: "Well, not bad, you are sensible!"
Feng Jie pretended to kick him, and he laughed loudly and said: "Good boy, I haven't seen you for a few days, and even the Prime Minister doesn't take him seriously. Let me give you a little punishment!"
If someone saw a Zuo Prime Minister, a Neishi Ling, and a Ting Wei fighting like this, their eyes would definitely be shocked.
After some banter, a few people sat down.
Feng Jie said mysteriously: "Today I got a jar of wine, and I invite you all to come and have a drink!"
Ying Tong said disdainfully: "I just praised you for being sensible, why are you so stingy, just a jar of wine? And you still drink it? Who can drink enough?"
Meng Yi also pretended to be sad and sighed: "I, the Prime Minister of Great Qin, are so poor that he can't open the pot. If I had known this, I should have brought some wine, otherwise the Prime Minister would be so embarrassed!"
When Feng Jie heard this, he immediately wanted to slam the table and scold the two of them for being ignorant, but then he thought about it and came up with a plan.
Feng Jie chuckled and said, "Why don't we make a bet? If the five of us can finish the jar of wine, I will give each of you five jars of wine. If you can't finish it, you can each give me a jar of wine. How about that? , Do you dare to bet?"
Ying Tong laughed loudly, pointed at Feng Jie and said: "Brother Feng, you underestimate me too much. You don't know my drinking capacity. You two combined are not as good as me. This bottle is not enough for me." It’s for people to drink, you’re trying to bring me wine!”
Meng Yi quit immediately when he heard this.
"Brother Ying, what you are saying is that we are not as good at drinking as you? Then I don't accept it. We have to have a good fight today!"
Li Xing and Zhou Zhe were not drinking yet and did not dare to make trouble with them, so they could only laugh along.
Feng Jie smiled: "Then we've decided, come on, let's drink!"
As soon as the jar was opened, a strong aroma of wine instantly hit the mouths and noses of several people.
Ying Tong was overjoyed: "What kind of wine is this? Why does the wine smell so strong? Pour it for me quickly!"
Feng Jie ordered someone to pour a bowl for everyone. Before Feng Jie could speak, Ying Hao had already put the wine bowl in his mouth.
Feng Jie was shocked. He had tasted this wine before. With Ying Heng's drinking capacity, it would be impossible for him to take this sip.
"Ying Heng, no!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ying Hao had already raised his neck and poured a bowl of wine into his mouth.
"It's over!"
I saw Ying Hei just swallowing it without tasting it, just like drinking rice wine. Just as he was about to ask Feng Jie what to do, he suddenly felt as if his whole body was on fire, his mouth wanted to spit out fire, the veins on his neck popped out, and his face was as red as charcoal fire.
Stars began to appear uncontrollably in front of his eyes, and Ying Tong felt like the world was spinning. He only had time to say: "Good wine!" and fell straight down.
This frightened Feng Jie. If Ying Ping died in his own house, Ying Wu would probably cause trouble!
Everyone hurriedly laid Ying Ping down and went to see the doctor. Fortunately, the doctor said that he was just irritated and would be fine after a sleep, so everyone felt relieved.
When Ying Heng woke up, it was already midnight. When he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Jie and others lying on the table, sleeping soundly.
Ying Heng rubbed his dizzy head and woke up a few people.
Feng Jie quickly stood up and asked, "Brother Ying, are you okay?"
Ying Heng waved his hand and did not answer, but picked up the remaining wine on the table and praised: "Good wine, really good wine!"
Meng Yi had a dark streak in his head: "What a drunkard. Now each of us owes Brother Feng a jar of wine."
Ying Ping asked quickly: "Where did this wine come from? Isn't it just one jar? I will give you ten jars for each of you!"
Feng Jie smiled and said nothing, but Meng Yi smiled bitterly: "Do you know how much this jar of wine costs? Can you afford ten jars?"
Ying Heng said nonchalantly: "How expensive can you be?"
Meng Yi stretched out his hands: "Ten gold in one jar!"
Ying Zhi was immediately startled: "Ten gold?!"
Then he nodded again: "Such a good wine is not worth ten gold!"
Everyone was speechless. Your annual salary is only a few cents, ten gold is not expensive!
Feng Jie said with a smile: "Brother Ying is so generous! You can buy this wine tomorrow at a winery called Wanlixiang. This winery is right next to Basitai. In addition, you have to help me promote it to other people."
Meng Yi wondered: "Could it be Brother Feng's family business?"
Feng Jie waved his hand: "I am also entrusted by others. All you need to know is that it was opened by a big shot in the DPRK."
Then he sighed helplessly: "The curfew time has passed, you can live here, I have ordered people to clean up the house."
