Dingbei Hou's doctor brother

Chapter 119 Wine

"Yes." Chen Jing said.

"You don't usually pay attention to these things, so it's normal that you don't know. Shen Wenlan is quite good. He will definitely be promoted in the future, and maybe even enter the cabinet."

"You're almost seventeen. Even if the Emperor can tolerate you for another two years, and the Emperor's uncle can't, and you're still picky, then all the good things will go to others. You'll eventually have to get married. Do you want to wait until the future, when you're forced to spend your whole life with someone you don't like?"

"That's what I said, but..." Xining pouted slightly, "No matter how talented Shen Wenlan is, he should still be a weak person. Can he protect me?"

She smiled with a hint of arrogance, "I want a man who is a master of both civil and military skills, who will marry me and protect me forever. Ouch... why are you hitting me?"

Xining was feeling happy when Chen Jing suddenly hit her on the head with his knuckles and gave her some education in a low voice.

"How could he possibly marry you alone in his entire life, even though he's a man of both civil and military talents? What man doesn't have three wives and four concubines? As a woman, you should help your husband to have children and bring honor to the family. Don't think about these unrealistic things."

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, Wu Ji wiped his greasy mouth and was very satisfied.

He picked his teeth and glanced at those who were busy chatting and not eating.

The Marquis and Brother Lu were talking and laughing.

I wonder what Lang Si and his junior sister are whispering about?

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and that princess were laughing and quarreling from time to time.

The man surnamed Yang and Brother Chengfeng were drinking by themselves with gloomy faces.

Even Imperial Physician Chi and Court Judge Xu had a pleasant conversation.

So you're the only one with nowhere to go?

However, Wu Ji thought again, compared with these people, he was the smallest and most inconspicuous one.

He propped up his head with his elbows on the table, playing with his chopsticks out of boredom. Seeing that everyone was drunk and staggering, none of them could hold as much alcohol as Big Brother Lu. After drinking so much, their faces were only slightly red.

Her hair is tied with a jade hairpin, her clothes are whiter than snow, her fair skin sets off her bright red lips, and her clear eyes and eyebrows move from time to time.

The smile is... sweet, like a spring breeze, and the whole person is immersed in the light, as if he is a god who is not of this world, making people unable to take their eyes off him.

She is even more beautiful than a woman!

With a start, Wu Ji suddenly withdrew his unconsciously infatuated gaze and shook his head.

He wiped his slightly hot face, glanced silently at the princess next door, and then secretly looked at Lu Ziqing.

really!

He only knew that Big Brother Lu was good-looking, but he didn't pay much attention to it on other days. But now, after comparing them, it was simply the difference between a mature and spiritual immortal and a little brat in the mortal world who was covered in gold and jade.

For such a fresh and refined person, his parents should also have extraordinary temperament.

Wu Ji watched quietly, and Xiao Yan's eyes never left Lu Ziqing's face.

Just as he was thinking about something, the waiter came over from outside the screen with pastries and put them on the table. He became interested when he saw the delicious food.

The white soft shell contains brown filling and some crushed peanuts.

"Here, try this." Xiao Yan picked up one and put it in Lu Ziqing's bowl, "See if it suits your taste."

Lu Ziqing tasted it and said, "It's soft and tender, sweet but not greasy, very delicious. What is this?"

"Bean rolls." Xiao Yan picked up another one for him. "It's filled with red bean paste. You like pastries and desserts, so I ordered these specially. You can pack another one for when you go back."

"Ah?" Lu Ziqing thought for a moment and asked doubtfully, "I haven't even eaten any cakes in the Marquis' Mansion. How did the Marquis know that I like them?"

This time it was Xiao Yan's turn to exclaim "Ah!" His hand holding the chopsticks suddenly paused as he explained.

"Uh... I see you like sweet osmanthus syrup meatballs, so... I guess you like these too."

Lu Ziqing nodded, and the next moment, he felt a weight on his shoulder.

Looking back, he saw Lang Si sitting next to him, drunk, with a ruffian smile on his face. He put his hand on his shoulder, and then naturally moved his hand to the back of his chair.

"I say, what are you two talking about?"

He staggered closer, his eyes a little dazed, observed for a moment, and then jokingly asked.

"It's a rare occasion for us to get together and have fun today, but you...you two aren't drinking? You don't even look like your faces are red. No...no, come...let's drink some more."

"Still drinking?" Lu Ziqing saw that he looked unrecognizable and said, "It's almost time to go back."

"What...what are you going back for? No..." Lang Si swayed his body, put his arm around his shoulders and refused to let him go, staying very close to him.

"Let me tell you, your... mediocre skills... can't fool me. Only Qingjun would believe it. But today, let's... not talk about that. Qingjun specially hosted a banquet for you. Let's... let's have a drink and congratulate you on your promotion. Come..."

Lu Ziqing was held by the drunkard and his body was swaying back and forth. Xiao Yan immediately took the man's hand away.

"You want to drink, I'll accompany you."

"How can that be? I have to congratulate Lu Ziqing." Lang Si took the wine jug at hand, poured the wine slowly, and handed it to the protagonist, "Come, let's have a drink."

Lu Ziqing glanced at the wine jug.

Tonight, apart from the glass of wine that Chen Jing drank, luckily the half pot of water I drank later was water. Otherwise, I would have lost face and would have slept for at least a whole day and night without waking up.

He didn't know why he couldn't drink so much. His face would turn red as soon as he touched alcohol, even worse than a ten-year-old child. He even felt a little dizzy after the first glass of wine he had.

Lu Ziqing sighed softly and smiled helplessly, "Okay, okay, thank you for the congratulations, Master Lang. I'll do it."

The wine glass left his hands with a "pop", and he raised his head and drank it all in one gulp without any hesitation.

then.

The strong smell of alcohol suddenly filled my nasal cavity, and the burning sensation quickly spread from my throat to my stomach and intestines. My body felt like it was on fire, and my face was hot and red, and it was so uncomfortable.

The incident happened so suddenly that there was no time to react. Lu Ziqing immediately covered his throat and coughed violently. Then, his eyes went black and there was a "bang" sound, and he fell on the table.

The noise was so loud that everyone who was chatting earlier looked over.

Even Lang Si, who was half sober from the alcohol, stared blankly at the person lying on the ground, glanced at the others, and asked in a daze.

"What's up with him?"

Xiao Yan was also shocked. He had previously thought that Lu Ziqing didn't want to drink or that he couldn't drink much. Unexpectedly, he really got drunk after two glasses?

The others were shocked and confused, only Su Chengfeng said something indifferent.

"He is... drunk."

Everyone: "..."

"What?" Lang Si exclaimed, "You're already... drunk? It's only been one drink, why are you acting like you've been drugged?"

Su Chengfeng said, "He got drunk after two drinks. He already drank one drink when he toasted His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If you drink another one, he will be drunk."

Thus, this banquet that Lang Si was enjoying ended with Lu Ziqing falling down after two drinks.

It was not yet curfew, and the buildings on the streets were still brightly lit, but the number of pedestrians was gradually decreasing.

"Squeak-"

In the dim light, Su Chengfeng staggered, pushed open the courtyard gate and walked in.

Yang Zhounan was afraid that he would fall, so he kept holding on to his feet with both hands as he walked in. Su Chengfeng didn't appreciate it and pushed him away, saying dizzily.

"No need to help me, my Master Su's drinking capacity is well-known in the martial arts world."