Chapter 2297
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Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "the same words are also given to the princess. Don't respect your identity at that time. You can't help pouring wine for me."
Yalun felt that the Japanese man was disgusting. He snorted and went back to his seat.
"Cut the crap and come on!" A LAN da'er blocked his sight between the two people, and he put a jar of wine heavily on the table with one hand. "It's too troublesome to use the bowl, just blow the jar!" He has always been good at drinking wine in a hurry. Many people with the same amount of alcohol as him will be defeated by this kind of fast wine fighting. Originally, he disdained to play such a trick, but this time it was about his mother, and he didn't dare to be careless.
Even if the Mongolians were so massive, the people around them were startled. They thought that if they drank one jar after another, they would not get drunk?
Song Qingshu knew that the other party was going to take the lead. In front of so many people, he could not weaken his momentum: "OK, I'll do it first!" With that, he patted off the seal mud and began to fill the wine jar.
A LAN answers a son a Leng, originally thought that the other party would push three to obstruct four some time, how to know so simply to start to drink, a time can't help but some doubt life, can he also very much drink?
But when I thought about it, how could the Japanese drink? I felt a little relieved. Seeing that he had been drinking for a while, I quickly picked up the wine jar and began to drink.
After the training of modern high-purity distilled liquor, the so-called spirits in ancient times are no exception. In fact, according to the actual amount of alcohol, they may not lose. It's just that this kind of competition is not the drinking between close friends. How can they really drink hard.
Wine into the throat, he immediately wrapped the wine with internal force, did not really enter the stomach. Although he doesn't know six pulse magic sword, his sword Qi can also have the same effect of forcing wine, but now in full view of the public, he is worried that forcing wine out will expose his stuffing, so he temporarily stores it in his body, and then forces wine out when he has a chance.
In the cheers of the people around them - of course, they mainly cheered a-lan-da'er. Naturally, such a lonely person as Shuiyue has few friends - they soon drank up their own jar of wine.
Bang!
Song Qingshu smashed the wine jar to pieces on the ground, indicating that there was no wine left in it, and then he was bold: "come again!"
Then he picked up a jar of wine. A LAN Ta'er, who was opposite, had just finished a jar of wine. He felt that the wine was pouring up and his face was red. He was a little dizzy. He found that the other party was just like a man who had nothing to do with it, and he was a little flustered for a moment.
"Don't be afraid. He's mostly making a mystery." At this time, the princess came to him and whispered consolation.
A LAN Ta'er's uneasy mood calmed down in a moment. He recalled that when he was drinking, he would meet people who didn't drink well, but maybe he would get drunk the next moment.
Because of his mother's encouragement, his morale was even higher. He didn't have only one jar of wine, so he quickly picked up one and drank it.
While drinking, song Qingshu quietly observes the reaction of the crowd. Seeing that a LAN Ta'er's face turns red and other people look at him with curiosity and shock, he suddenly realizes that he still has to perform. Otherwise, it will cause suspicion if it is spread to those who want to do it.
He didn't know if anyone in Lincheng knew the real amount of alcohol in Shuiyue. At the same time, he was worried that those experts suspected that he was using his internal power to solve the problem.
So he really drank 30% and refined 70% with sword Qi. Sure enough, his face soon became drunk.
Seeing his body shaking, a LAN Ta'er was very happy. He thought you were playing pig and eating tiger. I didn't expect that you were at this level.
Soon after the second jar of wine was finished, song Qingshu put down the jar and gave a big hiccup. He shook his body and didn't speak for a long time.
A LAN Ta'er threw the wine jar heavily on the ground and laughed: "again... Again..." although his head was dizzy, he felt that the other side had reached the critical point. He just needed to add a little more strength.
Song Qingshu deliberately showed a face of embarrassment. After a long time, he hummed vaguely: "come... Come, who... Is afraid of who!"
Then they began to drink the third jar again. At this time, the speed of both sides obviously slowed down. A LAN Ta'er waited for the other side to faint while drinking, but although the other side's body was unstable, he didn't fall down until he finished the third jar.
"I'll... See how much more you can drink..." ah LAN Ta'er went on to the fourth and fifth altar
Bang!
A LAN da'er finally couldn't hold on. He fell to the ground, smashed the wine jar in his hand, and let the wine flow all over the floor.
Song Qingshu then put down the wine world and looked at the crowd with drunkenness: "it seems that I won?"
Yalun's face was livid. Although he watched the wind blow and he was about to fall down, he never fell down. Alandar had lost his mind. The Mongolians had always been direct, and they couldn't do what they didn't recognize when they lost.
Ali Buge got up and clapped his hands to congratulate him: "it's really a good drink. Today is really an eye opener for me."
Even the kings of the Chagatai system looked at him warmly and expressed their admiration and praise one after another.
Song Qingshu responded, while Tucao's wine culture in Mongolia is really hard currency. If you can drink, you can win respect and fame. In history, these emperors in Mongolia are basically not many longevity. Many of them died when they were young. Most of them were related to drinking and make complaints about their bodies.
"Your drinking capacity is admirable. I'm willing to admit defeat, so I'll pour you wine." Yalun is also straightforward. After he orders his men to help a-lan-da'er to take care of him, he takes the initiative to stand up and propose to fulfill the gambling agreement.
The defense between men and women in Mongolia is not so serious, so Ali Buge and others just look at all this with a smile, and don't think there is anything wrong.
"Then... Thank you, princess." Song Qingshu picked up a bowl and handed it to her. She looked at the woman in front of her at a close distance. She was different from other Mongolians. Her eyebrows were bent, her mouth was small, her skin was white, and she was more like a lady in Jiangnan. She was really a beautiful woman, but it was a pity that such a woman was doomed to wither slowly and grow old alone.
"Keep your hands steady." Holding the wine jar in her arms, Aaron noticed that his bowl was shaking all the time, making her always inaccurate.
"Excuse me, princess. I've just had too much to drink. There are some double images in front of me." In order to cooperate with her, song Qingshu took a step forward. As a result, he stepped on the fragments of the wine jar on the ground and slipped. His whole weight was unstable and fell down.
Aaron exclaimed, subconsciously trying to help him, but where can bear his weight, the two immediately rolled together.
"Dare to offend the princess!" The generals under Aaron's hand are pulling out their machetes one after another to rush over.
"It doesn't matter," she said, struggling to stand up and tidy up her disordered clothes. Looking at Song Qingshu, who was sleeping on the ground, her frown gradually loosened. "I think he's drunk, too."
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Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "the same words are also given to the princess. Don't respect your identity at that time. You can't help pouring wine for me."
Yalun felt that the Japanese man was disgusting. He snorted and went back to his seat.
"Cut the crap and come on!" A LAN da'er blocked his sight between the two people, and he put a jar of wine heavily on the table with one hand. "It's too troublesome to use the bowl, just blow the jar!" He has always been good at drinking wine in a hurry. Many people with the same amount of alcohol as him will be defeated by this kind of fast wine fighting. Originally, he disdained to play such a trick, but this time it was about his mother, and he didn't dare to be careless.
Even if the Mongolians were so massive, the people around them were startled. They thought that if they drank one jar after another, they would not get drunk?
Song Qingshu knew that the other party was going to take the lead. In front of so many people, he could not weaken his momentum: "OK, I'll do it first!" With that, he patted off the seal mud and began to fill the wine jar.
A LAN answers a son a Leng, originally thought that the other party would push three to obstruct four some time, how to know so simply to start to drink, a time can't help but some doubt life, can he also very much drink?
But when I thought about it, how could the Japanese drink? I felt a little relieved. Seeing that he had been drinking for a while, I quickly picked up the wine jar and began to drink.
After the training of modern high-purity distilled liquor, the so-called spirits in ancient times are no exception. In fact, according to the actual amount of alcohol, they may not lose. It's just that this kind of competition is not the drinking between close friends. How can they really drink hard.
Wine into the throat, he immediately wrapped the wine with internal force, did not really enter the stomach. Although he doesn't know six pulse magic sword, his sword Qi can also have the same effect of forcing wine, but now in full view of the public, he is worried that forcing wine out will expose his stuffing, so he temporarily stores it in his body, and then forces wine out when he has a chance.
In the cheers of the people around them - of course, they mainly cheered a-lan-da'er. Naturally, such a lonely person as Shuiyue has few friends - they soon drank up their own jar of wine.
Bang!
Song Qingshu smashed the wine jar to pieces on the ground, indicating that there was no wine left in it, and then he was bold: "come again!"
Then he picked up a jar of wine. A LAN Ta'er, who was opposite, had just finished a jar of wine. He felt that the wine was pouring up and his face was red. He was a little dizzy. He found that the other party was just like a man who had nothing to do with it, and he was a little flustered for a moment.
"Don't be afraid. He's mostly making a mystery." At this time, the princess came to him and whispered consolation.
A LAN Ta'er's uneasy mood calmed down in a moment. He recalled that when he was drinking, he would meet people who didn't drink well, but maybe he would get drunk the next moment.
Because of his mother's encouragement, his morale was even higher. He didn't have only one jar of wine, so he quickly picked up one and drank it.
While drinking, song Qingshu quietly observes the reaction of the crowd. Seeing that a LAN Ta'er's face turns red and other people look at him with curiosity and shock, he suddenly realizes that he still has to perform. Otherwise, it will cause suspicion if it is spread to those who want to do it.
He didn't know if anyone in Lincheng knew the real amount of alcohol in Shuiyue. At the same time, he was worried that those experts suspected that he was using his internal power to solve the problem.
So he really drank 30% and refined 70% with sword Qi. Sure enough, his face soon became drunk.
Seeing his body shaking, a LAN Ta'er was very happy. He thought you were playing pig and eating tiger. I didn't expect that you were at this level.
Soon after the second jar of wine was finished, song Qingshu put down the jar and gave a big hiccup. He shook his body and didn't speak for a long time.
A LAN Ta'er threw the wine jar heavily on the ground and laughed: "again... Again..." although his head was dizzy, he felt that the other side had reached the critical point. He just needed to add a little more strength.
Song Qingshu deliberately showed a face of embarrassment. After a long time, he hummed vaguely: "come... Come, who... Is afraid of who!"
Then they began to drink the third jar again. At this time, the speed of both sides obviously slowed down. A LAN Ta'er waited for the other side to faint while drinking, but although the other side's body was unstable, he didn't fall down until he finished the third jar.
"I'll... See how much more you can drink..." ah LAN Ta'er went on to the fourth and fifth altar
Bang!
A LAN da'er finally couldn't hold on. He fell to the ground, smashed the wine jar in his hand, and let the wine flow all over the floor.
Song Qingshu then put down the wine world and looked at the crowd with drunkenness: "it seems that I won?"
Yalun's face was livid. Although he watched the wind blow and he was about to fall down, he never fell down. Alandar had lost his mind. The Mongolians had always been direct, and they couldn't do what they didn't recognize when they lost.
Ali Buge got up and clapped his hands to congratulate him: "it's really a good drink. Today is really an eye opener for me."
Even the kings of the Chagatai system looked at him warmly and expressed their admiration and praise one after another.
Song Qingshu responded, while Tucao's wine culture in Mongolia is really hard currency. If you can drink, you can win respect and fame. In history, these emperors in Mongolia are basically not many longevity. Many of them died when they were young. Most of them were related to drinking and make complaints about their bodies.
"Your drinking capacity is admirable. I'm willing to admit defeat, so I'll pour you wine." Yalun is also straightforward. After he orders his men to help a-lan-da'er to take care of him, he takes the initiative to stand up and propose to fulfill the gambling agreement.
The defense between men and women in Mongolia is not so serious, so Ali Buge and others just look at all this with a smile, and don't think there is anything wrong.
"Then... Thank you, princess." Song Qingshu picked up a bowl and handed it to her. She looked at the woman in front of her at a close distance. She was different from other Mongolians. Her eyebrows were bent, her mouth was small, her skin was white, and she was more like a lady in Jiangnan. She was really a beautiful woman, but it was a pity that such a woman was doomed to wither slowly and grow old alone.
"Keep your hands steady." Holding the wine jar in her arms, Aaron noticed that his bowl was shaking all the time, making her always inaccurate.
"Excuse me, princess. I've just had too much to drink. There are some double images in front of me." In order to cooperate with her, song Qingshu took a step forward. As a result, he stepped on the fragments of the wine jar on the ground and slipped. His whole weight was unstable and fell down.
Aaron exclaimed, subconsciously trying to help him, but where can bear his weight, the two immediately rolled together.
"Dare to offend the princess!" The generals under Aaron's hand are pulling out their machetes one after another to rush over.
"It doesn't matter," she said, struggling to stand up and tidy up her disordered clothes. Looking at Song Qingshu, who was sleeping on the ground, her frown gradually loosened. "I think he's drunk, too."
Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "the same words are also given to the princess. Don't respect your identity at that time. You can't help pouring wine for me."Yalun felt that the Japanese man was disgusting. He snorted and went back to his seat."Cut the crap and come on!" A LAN da'er blocked his sight between the two people, and he put a jar of wine heavily on the table with one hand. "It's too troublesome to use the bowl, just blow the jar!" He has always been good at drinking wine in a hurry. Many people with the same amount of alcohol as him will be defeated by this kind of fast wine fighting. Originally, he disdained to play such a trick, but this time it was about his mother, and he didn't dare to be careless.Even if the Mongolians were so massive, the people around them were startled. They thought that if they drank one jar after another, they would not get drunk?Song Qingshu knew that the other party was going to take the lead. In front of so many people, he could not weaken his momentum: "OK, I'll do it first!" With that, he patted off the seal mud and began to fill the wine jar.A LAN answers a son a Leng, originally thought that the other party would push three to obstruct four some time, how to know so simply to start to drink, a time can't help but some doubt life, can he also very much drink?But when I thought about it, how could the Japanese drink? I felt a little relieved. Seeing that he had been drinking for a while, I quickly picked up the wine jar and began to drink.After the training of modern high-purity distilled liquor, the so-called spirits in ancient times are no exception. In fact, according to the actual amount of alcohol, they may not lose. It's just that this kind of competition is not the drinking between close friends. How can they really drink hard.Wine into the throat, he immediately wrapped the wine with internal force, did not really enter the stomach. Although he doesn't know six pulse magic sword, his sword Qi can also have the same effect of forcing wine, but now in full view of the public, he is worried that forcing wine out will expose his stuffing, so he temporarily stores it in his body, and then forces wine out when he has a chance.In the cheers of the people around them - of course, they mainly cheered a-lan-da'er. Naturally, such a lonely person as Shuiyue has few friends - they soon drank up their own jar of wine.Bang!Song Qingshu smashed the wine jar to pieces on the ground, indicating that there was no wine left in it, and then he was bold: "come again!"Then he picked up a jar of wine. A LAN Ta'er, who was opposite, had just finished a jar of wine. He felt that the wine was pouring up and his face was red. He was a little dizzy. He found that the other party was just like a man who had nothing to do with it, and he was a little flustered for a moment."Don't be afraid. He's mostly making a mystery." At this time, the princess came to him and whispered consolation.A LAN Ta'er's uneasy mood calmed down in a moment. He recalled that when he was drinking, he would meet people who didn't drink well, but maybe he would get drunk the next moment.Because of his mother's encouragement, his morale was even higher. He didn't have only one jar of wine, so he quickly picked up one and drank it.While drinking, song Qingshu quietly observes the reaction of the crowd. Seeing that a LAN Ta'er's face turns red and other people look at him with curiosity and shock, he suddenly realizes that he still has to perform. Otherwise, it will cause suspicion if it is spread to those who want to do it.He didn't know if anyone in Lincheng knew the real amount of alcohol in Shuiyue. At the same time, he was worried that those experts suspected that he was using his internal power to solve the problem.So he really drank 30% and refined 70% with sword Qi. Sure enough, his face soon became drunk.Seeing his body shaking, a LAN Ta'er was very happy. He thought you were playing pig and eating tiger. I didn't expect that you were at this level.Soon after the second jar of wine was finished, song Qingshu put down the jar and gave a big hiccup. He shook his body and didn't speak for a long time.A LAN Ta'er threw the wine jar heavily on the ground and laughed: "again... Again..." although his head was dizzy, he felt that the other side had reached the critical point. He just needed to add a little more strength.Song Qingshu deliberately showed a face of embarrassment. After a long time, he hummed vaguely: "come... Come, who... Is afraid of who!"Then they began to drink the third jar again. At this time, the speed of both sides obviously slowed down. A LAN Ta'er waited for the other side to faint while drinking, but although the other side's body was unstable, he didn't fall down until he finished the third jar."I'll... See how much more you can drink..." ah LAN Ta'er went on to the fourth and fifth altarBang!A LAN da'er finally couldn't hold on. He fell to the ground, smashed the wine jar in his hand, and let the wine flow all over the floor.Song Qingshu then put down the wine world and looked at the crowd with drunkenness: "it seems that I won?"Yalun's face was livid. Although he watched the wind blow and he was about to fall down, he never fell down. Alandar had lost his mind. The Mongolians had always been direct, and they couldn't do what they didn't recognize when they lost.Ali Buge got up and clapped his hands to congratulate him: "it's really a good drink. Today is really an eye opener for me."Even the kings of the Chagatai system looked at him warmly and expressed their admiration and praise one after another.Song Qingshu responded, while Tucao's wine culture in Mongolia is really hard currency. If you can drink, you can win respect and fame. In history, these emperors in Mongolia are basically not many longevity. Many of them died when they were young. Most of them were related to drinking and make complaints about their bodies."Your drinking capacity is admirable. I'm willing to admit defeat, so I'll pour you wine." Yalun is also straightforward. After he orders his men to help a-lan-da'er to take care of him, he takes the initiative to stand up and propose to fulfill the gambling agreement.The defense between men and women in Mongolia is not so serious, so Ali Buge and others just look at all this with a smile, and don't think there is anything wrong."Then... Thank you, princess." Song Qingshu picked up a bowl and handed it to her. She looked at the woman in front of her at a close distance. She was different from other Mongolians. Her eyebrows were bent, her mouth was small, her skin was white, and she was more like a lady in Jiangnan. She was really a beautiful woman, but it was a pity that such a woman was doomed to wither slowly and grow old alone."Keep your hands steady." Holding the wine jar in her arms, Aaron noticed that his bowl was shaking all the time, making her always inaccurate."Excuse me, princess. I've just had too much to drink. There are some double images in front of me." In order to cooperate with her, song Qingshu took a step forward. As a result, he stepped on the fragments of the wine jar on the ground and slipped. His whole weight was unstable and fell down.Aaron exclaimed, subconsciously trying to help him, but where can bear his weight, the two immediately rolled together."Dare to offend the princess!" The generals under Aaron's hand are pulling out their machetes one after another to rush over."It doesn't matter," she said, struggling to stand up and tidy up her disordered clothes. Looking at Song Qingshu, who was sleeping on the ground, her frown gradually loosened. "I think he's drunk, too."
