,!
As soon as Young Master Liu finished speaking, Zhou Baoyu suddenly stopped in his hand to hold the wine.
Song Qing didn't have any too surprised reaction. After pouring three large bowls of wine with a smile, he reached out and grabbed a piece of roasted sheep head and ate it in big gulps.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Zhou Baoyu's troubled expression, reached out to pick up the wine bowl, and handed it directly to Zhou Baoyu.
"Baoyu, what are you doing standing still? Let's drink and talk."
Zhou Baoyu reached out and took the wine bowl, looked at Young Master Liu with complicated eyes, and sighed helplessly.
"Oh, handsome!
The general will know that this drink is not that delicious! "
Young Master Liu picked up the wine bowl with one hand, grabbed a piece of roasted lamb leg with the other and threw it towards Zhou Baoyu.
Zhou Baoyu saw the leg of lamb thrown by Mr. Liu and caught it with a casual move.
"Zhou Baoyu, just be damn content.
The wine we are drinking is the peach blossom wine brewed by my young master's sister Ya, and has been stored in the cellar for at least twenty years.
I have stored this fine wine for so many years, but I am not willing to drink it on weekdays.
Today you came to my house as a guest, and I brought out five or six jars for you, young master.
If such a meal doesn’t taste good, what kind of drink can taste good?
The nectar and jade liquid drunk by the immortals in the sky is delicious. I must be able to get it for you, too! "
Young Master Liu waited for Zhou Baoyu to curse angrily, deliberately misinterpreting the meaning of his previous words.
Zhou Baoyu rolled his eyes angrily when he heard Young Master Liu deliberately distorting his meaning, and took a bite of the roast mutton in his hand with a depressed expression.
After taking a bite of the mutton, he grabbed a piece of mutton and threw it towards Young Master Liu with a smile.
"Commander, your roast lamb is so delicious, you should try it while it's hot."
Young Master Liu distorted the meaning of his words.
Zhou Baoyu also simply pretended to be Hutu.
As long as we don't continue to talk about Liu Chenggan and his daughter's lifelong events, whatever you want to talk about, we brothers will talk about it today.
Whether it’s astronomy, geography, or customs.
Even if I don't understand it and brazenly brag about it, I will continue to chat with him.
Young Master Liu looked at Zhou Baoyu, who was chewing roast mutton with a smile, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.
Song Qing looked at the different expressions on the two people's faces, happily threw the bones in his hands on the stone table, stretched out his oily palms and picked up his wine bowl.
"Third brother, brother Baoyu, come on, let's have another bowl."
"Let's have a drink together."
"Dry!"
Liu Mingzhi and the other three touched the wine bowls, nodded and drank the wine in the bowls directly.
"belch--"
Song Qing burped and refilled the drinks for the three of him with a smile.
"Third brother."
Young Master Liu threw away the peanut shell in his hand and turned to look at Song Qing.
"Huh? What's wrong?"
"Brother Baoyu may not like drinking peach blossom wine. Don't you still have a lot of aged wines of dozens of years hidden in your wine cellar?
Like sixty or eighty years of green bamboo leaves.
Nuerhong is the daughter of fifty years, and Du Kang is the daughter of sixty years.
Especially those that have been stored for decades.
If you ask someone to bring out a few jars of those old wines, Brother Baoyu will definitely be satisfied. "
When Young Master Liu heard Song Qing's words, he rolled his eyes angrily and threw the peanut shell he had just peeled at him.
"Screw you, sir. I think you want to drink."
Song Qing flicked the peanut shells that fell on his clothes with his fingers, and raised his eyebrows slightly and shrugged his shoulders.
"Third brother, you said you were inviting us to drink, but you have no sincerity at all!
No wonder Brother Baoyu said just now that today’s drink was not so delicious!
There are so many good wines hidden in your wine cellar, but you are not willing to take them out.
Without good wine, how can this meal be delicious? "
In a few words, Song Qing shifted the topic to Liu Chengqian and Zhou Tong'er, a pair of young enemies.
When Zhou Baoyu heard that Song Qing had shifted the topic to his caring little cotton-padded jacket, his face suddenly became anxious.
He quickly put down the roast mutton in his hand, reached out and picked up the wine bowl and gestured to Song Qing.
"Brother Song, we brothers haven't had a good drink together for almost a year.
My little brother, during the days when I was guarding the border, you don’t know how much I missed the military life when we rode horses and whipped together and charged into battle together.
At that time, we brothers followed the general and fought in the north and south, east and west, drinking heavily and eating meat.
How heroic and unrestrained life is.
Come, come, come, in order to remember our brothers’ military life in the past, we two brothers have a bowl alone. "
Song Qing looked at Zhou Baoyu's suddenly anxious expression and chuckled, picking up the wine bowl and touching it.
"Okay, in order to remember the days of military life in the past, we brothers will have a bowl."
"Hiccup~"
Zhou Baoyu burped softly, put down the wine bowl, reached out and grabbed a handful of braised peanuts and placed them on the table eucalyptus on Song Qing's body.
"Brother Song, the smell of braised peanuts at Marshal's house is unique in the world.
You eat first, and my little brother will pour you wine. "
Song Qing pushed his wine bowl forward with his fingers, peeled off a peanut with a smile and put it in his mouth.
"Brother Baoyu."
"Brother Song, tell me."
Song Qing bent down and picked up a jar of wine from under the stone table, and skillfully and neatly patted off the sealing mud on the wine jar.
"Brother Baoyu, after you finish drinking the peach blossom wine in your hand, we brothers will replace it with the good wine that my brother brought from home.
The two jars of Bamboo Leaf Green brought to my brother are aged wines that have been stored in the cellar for more than 40 years.
Third brother is so stingy that he hides good wine and is reluctant to share it.
Brother Wei is not as stingy as him. No matter how good the vintage wine is, Brother Wei is willing to share it with his brothers.
Brother Baoyu, just drink it. If it’s not enough, I’ll send someone to get some jars from home.
Don't worry, my brother will definitely let you drink this meal today.
I, Song Qing, still don’t believe it. The old wines that have been stored in the cellar for decades are displayed here.
Could this wine be any better? "
Zhou Baoyu had just poured a bowl of wine for Song Qing. After hearing his words, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.
Oh my god, Song Qing, Song Qing.
Damn it, you didn’t do it on purpose, did you?
I pretended to be stupid and managed to change the topic elsewhere.
You said a few words, but I got you back again.
Aren't you trying to trick me?
"Brother Song, this wine is very good, I am very satisfied with it.
Besides, how can we, brothers, be so particular about each other?
As long as people can get together, even the worst wine will be sweet.
Come, come, let us brothers have another bowl of toast to the handsome man. "
As Zhou Baoyu talked, without waiting for Song Qing to say anything else, he directly poured himself a bowl of wine and gestured to the two of them with it in his hand.
"Commander, Brother Song, have a bowl."
Young Master Liu glanced at Song Qing, who was always smiling, and picked up the wine bowl and touched it with a half-smile.
"Done."
"Dry!"
"Hiccup~"
Liu Mingzhi burped lightly and placed the wine bowl in the middle of the stone table.
"Baoyu."
Zhou Baoyu immediately put down the bowl he had just picked up and looked at Young Master Liu with a depressed expression.
"Commander, I will drink several large bowls of wine in succession. You must let me eat some food to satisfy my stomach."
Zhou Baoyu secretly made up his mind and tried not to answer Young Master Liu's words if he could.
As the saying goes, too much talk leads to mistakes.
You must always be vigilant.
Otherwise, those words might have swayed Young Master Liu.
Regarding other matters, I will definitely obey Liu Dashao's advice.
However, it is a life-long event related to my caring little cotton-padded jacket. If I can avoid it, I must find a way to avoid it.
Being a princess is not that easy!
The world only knows how glorious and respected she is as the princess of the current prince.
But they don't know how much pressure they will endure once they become the prince's concubine.
He is a current marquis of the imperial court and one of the generals of the Six Guards of the New Army.
What he knows is far beyond what ordinary people can understand.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Zhou Baoyu's depressed expression, reached out and pushed the trays on the stone table forward.
"Eat, eat whatever you want."
"Thank you, Marshal."
"You're welcome, you eat what's yours, and I'll tell you what's mine, young master."
Song Qing placed the dry tobacco bag that had just been stuffed with shredded tobacco on the table, and casually carried the wine jar aside.
"Pour some wine for my brother."
Zhou Baoyu's face froze, and he looked at the smiling Young Master Liu, and then at the cheerful Song Qing.
If he didn't understand what was going on at this point, he would really be a fool.
Now, how could he not see that Song Qing, Young Master Liu and the others were obviously working together to set a trap for him!
Zhou Baoyu finished a piece of soy beef in three strokes, glared at Song Qing angrily, and breathed out the alcohol.
"Old Song, it belongs to your uncle.
I regard you as my brother, but you actually set a trap for me. "
Song Qing was not angry when he heard Zhou Baoyu's curse words on him. He still happily took out the fire stick and lit the tobacco in the pot.
"Brother Baoyu, where do you start talking about this?
After our brothers met this time, I brought two jars of old wine that had been stored for many years to treat you to a drink, and I poured the wine for you myself.
What am I doing this for? Don’t I still consider you a brother? Why did you get trapped? "
Zhou Baoyu looked at Song Qing's innocent expression and rolled his eyes angrily.
"Old Song, I call you Brother Song to be polite to you.
You know how you tricked me, so don't you fucking try to trick me. "
"Brother Baoyu, I really am not pretending to be stupid. We have to speak with our conscience!"
Zhou Baoyu chuckled a few times, stood up, took Song Qing's belt that was placed on the table, and pinched a handful of shredded tobacco directly from the tobacco bag.
"Hehehe, you can continue to pretend to me."
Young Master Liu looked at Zhou Baoyu who was filled with shredded tobacco, and he also took out his dry tobacco bag and handed it over.
"Give me some, too, young master."
Seeing this, Zhou Baoyu pinched out another pinch of tobacco and stuffed it into Young Master Liu's smoking pot.
Liu Dashao turned slightly sideways and lit the tobacco from Song Qing's smoking pot.
Young Master Liu took a long puff of dry tobacco and looked up at Zhou Baoyu who had also lit the tobacco.
"Baoyu, it's boring for us brothers to be like this.
I've already said it for this reason, so why bother if you're still like this? "
Zhou Baoyu turned sideways and blew out a puff of smoke, looking hesitantly at Young Master Liu.
"Commander, the general doesn't want this either.
However, it was obviously you and Brother Song who set the trap for the general first, okay? "
Young Master Liu breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pick up his wine bowl.
"Brother, Baoyu, let's not just talk and have another bowl."
"cheers."
"To the commander-in-chief."
Liu Mingzhi put down the wine bowl and looked at Zhou Baoyu calmly.
"Baoyu, tell me the truth.
Is this handsome drink really that bad? "
Although Young Master Liu was talking about wine, the three people present knew it clearly.
Young Master Liu was only talking about wine on the surface, but in fact he was talking about the life-long events of Liu Chengqian and Zhou Tong'er, a pair of young enemies.
When Zhou Baoyu heard Young Master Liu's inquiry, he remained silent for a long time with a complicated look on his face, then sighed with a wry smile.
"Commander, you deceived the general's only daughter away after just one drink.
You also have a daughter and you are a father.
Tell me for yourself, in your heart, do you think this meal is delicious? "
Song Qing placed the bottomed wine jar under the stone table, picked up the wine he brought and poured three large bowls of wine.
"Brother Baoyu, as the saying goes, men should be married when they are older, and women should be married when they are older.
Your girl Tong is about the same age as this boy Cheng Qian, and they are a perfect match.
This is a rare marriage! "
Zhou Baoyu picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, then looked at Song Qing with a strange look.
"Brother Song, isn't your second girl's age similar to that of Cheng Qian?
Moreover, to say that they are well-matched, looking at the whole world, there is no girl from any family who can be more matched with your family than the handsome family.
Your second girl and this boy Cheng Qian are also in a rare marriage!
Such a good opportunity, Brother Song, why don't you drink this meal? "
Song Qing, who was smoking a dry cigarette, almost lost his breath when he heard Zhou Baoyu's words. He was choked by the smoke and coughed repeatedly.
"Cough cough cough... ugh... ugh..."
Song Qing calmed down his breathing and looked at Zhou Baoyu with a stiff face.
"Brother Baoyu, my second girl is different from yours."
"Why is it different? Why is it different?
The two sisters are of the same age and have not yet given birth, and they are both well-matched to the handsome man's family.
There is no difference at all, why is it different? "
Song Qing stretched out his hand and rubbed his nose, then took a sip of the drink.
"The second girl in our family grew up with Chengfeng, Chengzhi, Yaoyao, Chengqian...their brothers and sisters.
On weekdays, when they stay together, they call each other either brother and sister, or younger brother and sister.
How could it be a good marriage under such circumstances? "
"Hey, these are our childhood sweethearts who we have played with since childhood.
In this case, wouldn't they be better off? "
