"It's not poisonous."
Zhao Ping said: "By poisoning all the heroes, aren't I looking for death myself?"
"If you don't believe it, I'll drink it first and show it to you."
With that said, Zhao Ping took two small sips of the wine in the bowl.
"You see, I drank it and was not poisoned to death."
"Let him drink too."
The master pointed at Li Hu and said.
The person who spoke first couldn't help it anymore, "Master, that's not necessary, is it?"
"This is a copycat. If he really dared to poison the wine, wouldn't he be afraid of having his head moved? Why should we be so cautious?"
"Be cautious? Right?"
The man asked the master again.
The master nodded.
"Hahaha, grandpa, I can speak real idioms now, so I can take the exam to become a scholar."
The man laughed.
Who the hell is this?
Zhao Ping couldn't help but curse in his heart, have you forgotten your identity?
You are a bandit and a scholar who failed in the exam.
But he didn't care about it and let Li Hu take a few sips of the wine.
Before coming, Zhao Ping also hung a licorice bag around Li Hu's neck.
Don't worry, each of them also has licorice in his mouth.
So Li Hu had no problem drinking.
"Master, are you relieved now?"
The man teased the master: "I'm just saying, they come all the way here to deliver wine, but they won't die."
"Not yet."
However, the master still shook his head and said, "Come here with the silver needle."
After a while, someone brought the silver needles over, and the master inserted the silver needles into the wine jar one by one.
Check out the changes in the silver needle.
Zhao Ping felt like laughing.
When I watched TV dramas before, I noticed that drug tests in those costume TV shows often used silver needles.
However, after later research, it was found that silver needles did not have the function of detecting drugs.
Simply because the most frequently used poison in ancient times was arsenic. However, due to backward technology, arsenic contained a large amount of sulfides.
Silver needles react with sulfides to produce black silver sulfide.
This is the principle of ancient silver needles turning black when testing for poison.
Using modern medical technology, arsenic is extracted and does not contain any sulfides. It will not turn black no matter how you test it with a silver needle.
What's more, the medicine I used was Mongolian sweat medicine, which was just a pure Datura flower, and a silver needle couldn't detect it at all.
Sure enough, the master looked at it for a while, shook his head and said it was not poisonous.
"Let me tell you, there are only two of them here, how dare they poison you?"
The person who spoke first looked a little impatient, "Master, you are such a grass and tree..."
He couldn't speak anymore and looked at the master again.
“Both trees and grass are soldiers.”
The master reminded.
"Yes, Master, when will you change your temperament of being a warrior?"
"Give him ten courages, and he won't dare to come to our village with poisoned wine."
"Hahaha, Xiao Qi is right."
The master laughed and said, "But we have to guard against it."
"Recently, a second-rate kid came out of Yun'an County. He seems to be named Zhao Ping. The rogue Ma Jiu in the county who gave us all a headache died in his hands."
"We have raised the resettlement fee to 50%. We must prevent that guy from causing trouble."
"Ma Jiu counts as a ball."
Xiao Qi said disdainfully: "It means it is inconvenient for grandpas to go down the mountain, otherwise they would have died under my ghost head sword."
Then he smelled the wine again and sniffed hard.
Ask, "Can I drink now?"
"Grandpa, I'm tired of waiting."
"Not yet."
The master shook his head slightly.
"Why?"
Xiao Qi was obviously a little angry, "Isn't it just a few jars of wine? You've tested it and it's not poisonous, so why don't you let me drink it?"
"Master, are you targeting me?"
"You think I, Wen Qi, look down on me because I am at the bottom?"
"Master Qi, don't talk nonsense."
The leader of the group spoke, "Master is also doing it for our own good."
"Once we're sure there's no problem, I'll let you drink to your heart's content today."
"Hahaha, okay."
Wen Qi urged: "Master, please make sure quickly."
"Take out the portrait."
The master ordered.
"What portrait?"
Wen Qi asked.
"Hahaha."
The master stroked his beard and said proudly: "As early as after Zhao Ping killed Ma Jiu, I found someone to draw his portrait."
Buzz!
Hearing this, Zhao Ping's head buzzed.
It's over.
Forgot to put on makeup.
If they were recognized, he and Li Hu would probably die without a burial place.
Zhao Ping was extremely nervous.
I took a sneak peek at Li Hu and found that he was counting the ants on the ground with his head down.
Had a great time.
What a good character!
This is the benefit of his dementia, he can do whatever he is told.
But I never think deeply about it.
If you are not convinced, just start it.
Shaoqing, a servant brought a picture scroll.
The master opened it, looked at the scroll, and then at Zhao Ping.
Said: "This painting is quite vivid, and it vividly depicts Zhao Ping's second-rate character, with his sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and his sinister eyebrows and rat eyes..."
When he first listened, Zhao Ping's palms became sweaty.
He even secretly took two steps back, ready to pull Li Hu away at any time.
But what happened next made Zhao Ping want to laugh.
Sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks? Thieving eyebrows and rat eyes?
Although I don't look like Pan An, I still look like a tree in the wind and have a dignified appearance.
How could it become like this according to the painter's words?
Zhao Ping thought of Wang Zhaojun's portrait during Liu Shi's reign.
Because no benefits were given, Wang Zhaojun, one of the four beauties, turned into an ordinary woman.
He was given to the Xiongnu Chanyu by Liu Shi.
Now the painter actually painted himself with a sinister look on his face. Is he probably also imitating Mao Yanshou and not benefiting from the bandits?
Li Hu laughed directly.
"why are you laughing?"
The master glared at Li Hu and asked, "Is there something wrong with this painting?"
Zhao Ping, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt anxious again.
Fortunately, although Li Hu was dull, he was not really stupid. He smiled and said, "I'm laughing at these ants."
"They are obviously very weak. It is a bit difficult for them to move a grain of rice together."
"But there was a dispute over who was walking in front and who was walking behind. In the end, they started fighting and even lost their food rations."
"I can drown them all with just one spit."
Forehead!
Among the many bandits, you look at me and I look at you. I don’t know if Li Hu is really stupid or if he is referring to something.
Finally, his eyes focused on the master and asked him to clarify his doubts.
Zhao Ping hurriedly said: "You heroes, don't take my brother's words to heart."
Zhao Ping pointed to his head and continued: "My brother has a problem here, and his words are always irrelevant."
"If it weren't for the large amount of alcohol delivered this time, I definitely wouldn't have brought him here to dirty the eyes of all the heroes."
Turns out he is really a fool!
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
From the looks of him, he doesn't look like a smart person.
The master said proudly: "I'll just say it."
"I spent ten taels of silver to have this portrait painted by Zhao Ping's neighbor. There is no way it is fake."
"Master, can you drink now?"
Warm up the good wine, and there will be no joy without wine.
Smelling the aroma of wine, I was already craving for it.
Seeing the master nodding, he ordered to Zhao Ping: "Boy, hurry up and bring the wine to grandpa. Grandpa wants to be the first to taste it."
"This won't work."
Zhao Ping shook his head.
"Why?"
Wen Qi got angry, "Grandma's bear, Master stopped me from drinking for the sake of my safety."
"Who do you think you are? You dare to stop me from drinking?"
"Believe it or not, I will chop you to death with a ghost head knife right now?"
While speaking, Wen Qi also waved the Ghost Head Sword in his hand.
The bright sword light was filled with chill, which was very extraordinary.
Zhao Ping pretended to be frightened and trembled.
Nothing can be said.
"Because, because, this wine is donated to the headmaster of Black Wind Village. You, you, are the seventh headmaster."
But when he said this, Zhao Ping couldn't help but glance at Li Hu.
When he told the story about ants moving, was he alluding to the leaders of Heifeng Village?
Face and heart are at odds?
This Li Hu is really wise and foolish. Not only can he see this, but he can also tell it to himself through the story of ants moving.
Great talent!
"you!"
Wen Qi wanted to get angry, but what Zhao Ping said was true.
The eldest master hasn't drunk yet. If he, a mere seventh master, drinks first, he will lose the eldest master's face.
I could only suppress my anger and said to the Headmaster: "Master, please quickly order the wine sharing, I can't bear it anymore."
"good."
The boss didn't delay either.
Order people to set up tables and chairs, take eight bowls, and pour acacia wine.
The seven leaders, plus the master, and the eight leaders of Black Wind Village are all on the list.
The other seven people were all good at wine, and they couldn't bear it for a long time after smelling the aroma of the wine. After the master confirmed that the wine was not poisonous, they started drinking it in big gulps.
Then they choked and coughed, but they were rough guys and didn't care about these details at all.
After a few sips, I knew this was a rare and good wine, so I continued to drink.
Only the master still retained some calmness and asked Zhao Ping, "What's your name?"
"Coming to deliver drinks to our Heifeng Village, shouldn't it just be a bar?"
"Did you tell me what the purpose was?"
"While the leaders of our Black Wind Village are here, I will help you solve it if I can."
Taking advantage of others' shortcomings, the master also felt that Zhao Ping was coming back and planned to help him.
