Datang New Giants

Chapter 198 Special Requirements
"The little girl came late and made the general wait for a long time. Please forgive me." Yi Meng finally came, and immediately admitted her mistake sincerely.

Before coming, she was told that the guest was a Turkic envoy, and that Wanhua Court could not stop her from being arrogant and unreasonable, so she asked Yimeng to proceed carefully.

When Qibi Qiaotai saw Yimeng, he rolled his eyes up and down, with a disappointed expression on his face, and said disapprovingly: "What is the number one oiran? This general will only see it that way. Forget it, Miss Yimeng, you told me to wait." After so long, how should I be punished?"

Too thin, Qibi Qiaotai likes women with big faces and big buttocks, and Yimeng who is a little slender can only be regarded as very ordinary in his eyes.

If you don't come, you will come, and you have waited for so long, so you can't just leave like this.

When Yi Meng heard Qibi Qiaotai's words, she felt a little depressed, but she didn't dare to show it on her face, and said with a smile on her face: "General Qibi is right, I will punish myself with three cups, how about it?"

"Three cups?" Qibi Qiaotai shook his head and said, "At least three bowls."

After speaking, he waved his hand, and immediately someone poured three full bowls of wine.

That is a large porcelain bowl weighing half a catty, three bowls are one and a half catties, not much more.

Yimeng glanced at Chen's mother begging for help, but Chen's mother just shook her head helplessly, indicating that she was helpless.

There was no way, Yi Meng gritted her teeth and drank all three bowls of wine in one go.

After drinking three bowls of wine, Yi Meng's face turned red, but her eyes were a little blurred.

People who practice dance don't like alcohol very much. Drinking has a great influence on dancing. Yimeng doesn't drink much, and she drank three bowls of wine on an empty stomach, which made her feel drunk.

Yi Meng turned the last wine bowl down, and then said with a smile: "General, are you satisfied with this?"

Qibi Qiaotai didn't respond to Ying Yimeng, turned his head and patted Cui Yong aside and said: "Cui Shaoqing, your country can't do it, you can't fight wars, and I didn't expect to drink it too. The grandma's sake, which I drank just now, is as light as water. Only three bowls are enough, if we drink kumiss like our Turkic warriors drink, it is estimated that half a bowl will have to be poured down, haha."

Cui Yong's face froze, and he was a little unhappy, but he still said with a smile: "The generals are huge, naturally they cannot be compared with a brothel girl."

Datang has been at odds with the Turks in these years. There have been hundreds of battles, big and small. Most of them are the Turks who have the upper hand. They only get beaten. Knowing that the Turks keep supporting the rebels, they crossed the border many times. To plunder the population and goods, one dare not tear oneself apart from it.

There is no way, who made the Turkic army strong now.

"It's really boring." Qibi Qiaotai stood up, waved his hands and said: "Boys, the so-called number one oiran here is as boring as this wine, let's go, let's continue drinking in another place."

The gang of plague gods finally left, and Mother Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when Qibi Qiaotai was about to leave, Yimeng, who had been gritting her teeth, suddenly said, "General, please stay."

Qibi Qiaotai stopped in doubt, turned his head, narrowed his eyes and said, "Huh? What's the matter?"

Mother Chen's face turned pale with fright, and she looked at Yimeng with complaints: Daughter, this plague god is leaving, why stop him, isn't it because he is making fun of himself.

Yi Meng asked a little unwillingly: "Just now the general said that grandma is as light as water and likes to drink strong alcohol. May I ask the general how much he drinks?"

After becoming famous, it was the first time that people ignored her. Not only did she ignore herself, but she also showed no respect for Datang. Yimeng was unhappy on the spot.

There was also the reason why she drank three bowls of wine. The wine strengthened one's courage. On weekdays, Yi Meng would not dare to speak like this.

"Okay." Qibi Qiaotai said proudly, "This is my drinking capacity."

While speaking, Qibi Qiaotai raised his right index finger.

"A jug of wine?"

"No." Qibi Qiaotai said proudly, "I drink all the time."

Seeing Yi Meng showing disbelief, Qibi Qiaotai seemed to be insulted, pointing at Yi Meng and said: "Little girl, are you questioning the general's drinking capacity?"

Qibi Qiaotai is very confident in his drinking capacity. In the clan, he has no rivals.

When drinking, he kept on drinking, and when he felt drunk, he became refreshed after urinating. At most, Qibi Qiaotai drank ten big men by himself.

Yimeng said confidently: "General, there is a new kind of wine here in my house. It is so strong that ordinary people can't drink it at all. You don't need to drink too much, just use the bowl just now. If the general can drink three bowls in a row and walk out of the attic alone, everyone will be here tonight." The expenses of Wanhuayuan are covered by my servant."

The two altars of wine that Lu Ting gave, Yimeng drank a small cup when she was bored, and the energy was too great. Yishuang, who thinks she can drink well, only drank three small cups and felt warm all over her body, and began to feel top-heavy. If he drank three bowls, the God of Dionysus would probably have to lie down too.

The Turkic barbarian was too rude and bullied no one in Datang, so Yimeng decided to teach him a lesson.

"Three bowls of wine? Do you think I can't get out of here?" Qibi Qiaotai froze for a moment, looked at Yimeng in surprise, and then laughed loudly: "I just said that I can drink all the time, you girl Didn’t you understand? But since you want to spend money on a lesson, okay, I’ll help you.”

A little brothel woman dared to doubt her own words, and without giving her a profound lesson, it spread that others said she was afraid of a brothel woman.

Yi Meng smiled lightly, and quickly said, "What if the general loses?"

"Losing? Impossible, it would be impossible to lose." Qibi Qiaotai said it without even thinking.

"My slave said what if"

Qibi Qiaotai laughed, and said generously: "If you lose, the eighteen good horses temporarily sent to your court will belong to you."

The subordinates and personal guards add up to a lot of people, and I don’t know how much it will cost to spend a night in a gold-selling cave like Wanhuayuan. It must not be cheap. Good horse, enough to cover these expenses.

As a general of Qibi's department, Qibi Qiaotai didn't intend to take advantage of a brothel woman, so he gave his bet generously.

Of course, in his heart, he would never lose at all.

"The general is the general, really happy." Yi Meng clapped her hands and said, "Deal."

After finishing speaking, Yi Meng returned to the boudoir at the back, took out a jar of wine with some difficulty, and opened the seal herself.

As soon as the seal of the wine jar was opened, a mellow aroma of wine soon permeated the room. Cui Yong moved his nose and said in surprise: "The aroma of this wine is so mellow, I have never smelled such a mellow aroma of wine."

Qibi Qiaotai's eyes were wide open, he swallowed, licked his lips, and said expectantly: "He is skinny, and the wine is not bad. I was looking forward to it."

As a Turkic aristocrat, Qibi Qiaotai had drunk a lot of good wine, but this was the first time he smelled the mellow and intoxicating aroma of this wine.

Yi Meng didn't respond in a hurry, poured the wine into a bowl, poured only a shallow layer, and drank it all in one gulp, indicating that the wine was fine.

After drinking, Yimeng sent three new bowls, which were the big porcelain bowls that could hold half a catty just now, filled three bowls, and then made a gesture of invitation to Qibi Qiaotai.

Interesting, just now Qibi Qiaotai was very curious and wanted to see what happened for a long time, but the other party was not ready yet, so it was not good to move first. Seeing Yi Meng making a gesture of invitation to him, he immediately picked up a bowl of wine, He didn't rush to drink, but looked at it carefully.

Miraculous, so miraculous, the wine is colorless and transparent, if not for the strong aroma of wine, Qibi Qiaotai would have thought there was a bowl of water in the bowl.

Can wine still be made like this?
The aroma of the wine is stronger than that of goat's milk and kumiss, and it does not have the pungent milky smell of goat's milk. The aroma of this wine is strong, but it is not pungent at all. It feels more comfortable as you smell it .

"Miss Yimeng, this is the first time I have seen this wine, what is it called?" Qibi Qiaotai asked curiously.

There are many good wines in Datang, and Qibi Qiaotai has tasted almost all of them, but this kind of wine is really unheard of.

"If you go back to the general, this wine is called chivalrous wine." Yi Meng answered truthfully.

Chivalry?The name is interesting, Qibi Qiaotai shook his head, lifted the bowl and poured it into his mouth.

As soon as the wine was in the mouth, I immediately felt a pungent taste that I had never tasted before rushing straight into my throat. The wine was like a burning knife, burning my throat with burning pain. To Cui Yong on the side.

"What's the matter, is there something wrong with this wine?" A centurion named Ashhu shouted violently.

As soon as the words fell, there were a few swishes, and the Turks who followed drew out their scimitars one after another.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding" Cui Yong quickly persuaded, regardless of being sprayed all over with alcohol.

This is Chang'an, if there is an armed fight here, the impact will be too great. It's hard to say whether people like Qibi Qiaotai will be punished, but I will definitely be held accountable for my poor hospitality.

"Don't, don't, don't." The old bustard Chen's mother was so frightened that she was about to cry, she quickly said, "This wine is fine, it's fine, even if I borrow ten guts from my servant's family, I won't dare to harm the honored guest, my dear daughter, hurry up!" Explain."

These Turkic savages, it's not for fun to make trouble. Last year, a Turkic commander made trouble in Wuyou Pavilion. He killed three people with a knife, and finally let them go after a few token reprimands.

Just when everyone was in a mess, Qibi Qiaotai, who came over slowly, shouted loudly: "Put away the knife, it will be fine, whatever knife you use, put it away."

After his subordinates put away their weapons, Qibi Qiaotai said to Yi Meng who was a little pale with fright: "Miss Yi Meng, don't be afraid, please invite Ben to drink such a wonderful wine, and Ben will never make things difficult for you, don't worry .”

After finishing speaking, Qibi Qiaotai looked at the wine in the bowl, with joy in his eyes, he took a sip at first, and after getting used to the taste and strength of this wine, he quickly lifted the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

"Good wine, I have never drank such mellow wine, good, great." After drinking the wine, Qibi Qiaotai closed his eyes with enjoyment, as if reminiscing about the taste of the wine just now.

This is called wine, although at the beginning it is a bit pungent and pungent, like burning a knife, as long as you get used to it, you can feel the various benefits of this wine.

As soon as the wine enters the mouth, it is full of wine fragrance. After adapting to its strength, the mouthfeel becomes soft, and the throat is very smooth, like a line directly reaching the stomach, giving people a sweet and smooth feeling, which is an unparalleled enjoyment.

God, what did I drink before.

After thinking about it for a while, Qibi Qiaotai opened his eyes, took the wine jug and refilled the bowl he drank: "The bowl was sprayed more than half just now, it doesn't count, and now it's officially started."

I am a great general, so I can't bully a brothel woman. If it gets out, people will say that I'm cheating.

Besides, it was the first time for me to drink such a delicious wine, so I had to drink it to my heart's content.

Cui Yong was sprayed all over, but he didn't dare to complain, so he cleaned it up briefly with a brocade handkerchief, and said flatteringly: "General Qibi, drinking on an empty stomach hurts your stomach, otherwise, you should get some vegetables to pad your stomach before drinking, how?"

As soon as the words fell, not only Mother Chen and Yimeng, but Qibi Qiaotai also looked at him with dissatisfied eyes.

Qibi Qiaotai waved his hands and said: "No, I was going to drink it all in one gulp, so I must have finished it in one gulp, why bother with those things."

This Cui Shaoqing, it's really boring to interrupt her drinking.

Cui Yong then retreated to the side, so he couldn't persuade him anymore.

Qibi Qiaotai took a bowl of wine, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, and quickly drank it down.

Qibi Qiaotai drank the first bowl very quickly, it can be said that he drank it all in one gulp.

After drinking a bowl of wine, Qibi Qiaotai, whose face was slightly red just now, turned red from forehead to neck.

The second bowl was drunk a little slower, but Qibi Qiaotai drank it down smoothly

After drinking the second bowl, everyone present could see that Qibi Qiaotai's face was as red as a monkey's buttocks, his mouth was full of alcohol, his clear eyes became blurred, and people laughed unconsciously. When I wanted to take the third bowl, I shook my whole body.

Cui Yong and the centurion Ash Hu who were standing aside hurriedly wanted to help them up, but Qibi Qiaotai pushed them away with a displeased face, and while saying that he was not drunk, he poured the last bowl of water like a cow drinking water. Drink down.

It's cattle drinking water, the first two bowls are enjoyed with a face, and when the third cup is drunk, there is no ritual of sending it to the nose to smell before drinking, and you can drink it directly.

Under Yimeng's surprised gaze, Qibi Qiaotai finished the last bowl of wine, put the bowl back on the table with a "bang", and said with a smile: "Good wine, good drink."

While speaking, his body swayed again, Cui Yong and Ash Hu didn't dare to help, they just stretched out their hands to prevent Qibi Qiaotai from falling.

Yimeng secretly admired it, she couldn't even drink the small three cups by herself, this arrogant Turkic general drank three big bowls, no, it was three big bowls plus half a bowl of wine, adding up to nearly two catties, and he still hasn't passed out yet.

So drinkable.

Qibi Qiaotai swayed, then quickly stood firm again, and said with a smile: "Tell me that I would not be able to get out of this small attic, now I will show you."

While talking, he staggered and walked out, one step, two steps, three steps. Seeing that there were still two steps away from the door, Qibi Qiaotai tilted his body and fell down. fell to the ground.

"I lost, hehehe, mama. Stay." These were the last words Qibi Qiaotai said before he passed out drunk.

If you lose the bet, you cannot lose your credit.

The next day, Li Yuan and Prince Li Jiancheng received a memorial from Cui Yong, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple, saying that the Turkic mission strongly requested to add a hundred altars of chivalrous wine to the list of gifts. , Silk cloth these can be reduced as appropriate.

Chivalry?What the hell is this?

(End of this chapter)