Three hundred and thirty-four chapters read the book of reason
Zhu Xi felt uncomfortable, and the strong stimulation made him want to spit out the wine. But among the brothers, if he spit it out, wouldn't he lose a lot of face? Besides, now he already knows that this is indeed the case.
It was truly a good wine, and he couldn't bear to spit it out.
Zhu Xi blushed and had a thick neck for a long time, and finally swallowed the drink by force. "Good wine!!! Hahaha, it is indeed a good wine."
Han Du glanced at Zhu Xi strangely. Does everyone who choked on wine have to add this sentence to show their drinking capacity and strength?
The blue jade is like this, and the Zhu Xi is like this too.
Zhu Biao saw that Zhu Xiang had a tough mouth, so he deliberately made him angry. He raised his head and gestured towards the wine jar in front of Zhu Xiang, and said: "You can drink what you said!!!"
When the other kings saw this, they all lowered their heads and suppressed their smiles.
Just when Zhu Feng was feeling guilty, he was even more embarrassed and annoyed when Zhu Biao said this again. When he saw Han Du also looking unsmiling, he suddenly felt dissatisfied.
Zhu Biao and others laughed at him. After all, they were brothers and there was nothing he could do about it. But who was Han Du? He was just a minister. If Zhu Biao hadn't asked him to come today, he wouldn't even be qualified to see him, so he dared to laugh at him?
"How dare you laugh at me?"
Han Du was stunned when he heard this. He just smiled. Was he laughing?
But obviously, Zhu Xi would not listen to Han Du's explanation.
Fortunately, Zhu Biao stopped him in time and said with a smile: "Well, second brother, you can drink such wine thanks to Han Du. If he hadn't improved the brewing method, none of us would be so lucky.
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It turns out that this person made this wine? Several people looked at Han Du, becoming even more curious about Han Du.
When Zhu Xi heard that the wine was actually made by Han Du, the anger on his face disappeared instantly. For people who love wine, as long as there is good wine to drink, everything else can be put aside. "Haha, let's put it down.
It's just a joke with Han Du, brother, look at it, you actually take it seriously."
After finishing speaking, he poured himself a glass of wine. This time, Zhu Ping also learned the lesson and no longer insisted on saying that he would feel better after drinking. Regardless of the strange looks from others, Zhu Ping walked directly to Han Du and sat down next to him with the wine glass in hand.
, "Come, let us, a good wine drinker, give you a drink, a wine brewer."
"This..." Han Du was stunned by Zhu Xi's actions. When he came to his senses, he quickly picked up the wine glass and said back: "I am afraid, I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it, I should respect your highness."
yes."
Zhu Fang didn't take it seriously and drank a drink with Han Du. After drinking, he did not return to Zhu Biao's seat, but sat next to Han Du.
As one glass after another of strong drinks was consumed, the excitement of the Jie Feng Banquet also continued to increase. While drinking and drinking, everyone was a little dazed.
Zhu Ping suddenly put a hand on Han Du's shoulder. At this time, he was already in a state of drunkenness. He held the wine glass with his thumb and index finger, and straightened his middle finger. He gestured and said to Han Du: "Can you brew something like this?"
Good wine and a talented person, I like it very much, but you..." He stretched out his hand and pulled Han Du's arm, and continued: "I don't like your fragile appearance."
After hearing this, Han Du felt dumbfounded. In Zhu Xi's eyes, whoever can make wine is talented. I wonder if all the ministers in his palace are masters of wine. Han Du could not help but make malicious speculations.
"Then what does the prince like?" Han Du asked in agreement.
Zhu Ming pushed Han Du away, straightened up, stretched out his hand to gesture towards Han Du, and said vaguely: "I like warriors who can fire strong bows and crossbows, not people like you who have no bound hands."
A scholar with the strength of a chicken.”
When Han Du heard this, his eyes were a little contemptuous. To put it bluntly, he just liked violence. He thought that Zhu Xiang had some kind of pursuit, but it turned out to be nothing more than that.
The drunken heart understands.
Although Zhu Xi was drunk, he could clearly see the contempt in Han Du's eyes just now.
He grabbed Han Du's lapel, looked at Han Du with wide eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "What? You don't think so?"
Han Du chuckled lightly, pressed Zhu Xi's palm gently, and said: "If your highness likes the aesthetics of violence, you should read more books. In Wei Chen's view, wisdom is better than strength after all!
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"Reading? Hahaha..." Zhu Ming laughed so loudly that he immediately focused everyone's attention.
Seeing Zhu Biao looking at him, Zhu Feng pointed at Han Du who was laughing out of breath and said: "Study, Han Du actually advised us to study. Brother, do you think it's ridiculous?"
Zhu Feng smiled and slapped the table.
After Zhu Biao heard this, he smiled helplessly and said, "It's always good to study more. Second brother, you..." When Zhu Biao said this, he couldn't go on. He thought about what he had done back then.
In order to let Zhu Ping study more, his father tried hard to deal with him. But just like this, he failed to correct Zhu Ping. What could he do? What could Han Du do?
Sure enough, Zhu Fang couldn't listen to Zhu Biao's words at all. He waved his hands and ignored Zhu Biao. He looked at Han Du and asked with a smile: "Do you want us to read the books of sages? Do you want us to imitate the weak scholars sitting on the chairs?"
Shaking your head? Hahaha..." Zhu Ping was indeed a sweetheart, and while talking, he made movements while sitting on the chair.
Han Du shook his head and said softly: "Wei Chen is not willing to read those books. If His Highness really likes the aesthetics of violence, then Wei Chen really recommends that His Highness read books that are reasonable, books that talk about the principles of heaven and earth."
Zhu Fang seemed to be unable to believe his ears. He looked at Han Du blankly and asked, "You, a scholar, actually said you don't like reading books about sages?" After speaking, he laughed wildly and patted Han Du on the shoulder, "
Interesting, you are really interesting, we kind of like you."
Han Du, a scholar, openly said that he did not like reading books by sages. If this spread, wouldn't it be like deviating from the norm?
But in Han Du's view, he has never catered to the orthodoxy, so why should he be deviant?
He does not mean that.
Although Zhu Biao was a little surprised by Han Du's words, he was not surprised when he thought of the memorials Han Du gave him. None of Han Du's memorials on business management were the contents of sages' books.
Several other people looked at Han Du with strange expressions on their faces, but due to the occasion, they didn't say much.
As soon as Han Du saw Zhu Xi's look, he knew that he didn't believe it. After all, what he hears is false and what he sees is true. It is not easy to convince him of something he has never seen before with his smooth tongue.