Han Du resisted instinctively, but Zhu Di's hands were as motionless as iron pliers. Although Han Du's arm hurt because he couldn't grasp, it was impossible to break free.
Although the banquet was held outdoors, a huge rack was set up and various barbecues were served in turn.
"Come here, serve the wine."
Under Zhu Di's hospitality, Han Du and Tang Ding had just sat down, and he waved his hand.
Two teams of maids came in with wine jars and placed them on the table in front of everyone.
Zhu Di filled a glass on his own, raised it and signaled to Handu, "This wine was given by my father, and I heard that it was brewed using Handu's method. It can be regarded as a gift to the Buddha by borrowing flowers from the king to welcome you."
Every word and every word praised Han Du everywhere.
But how could Han Du dare to accept such flattery from Zhu Di? He was the mighty King of Yan, so he had to be so polite to a minister of his?
Han Du quickly stood up and returned the gift, lowering his attitude and replied: "I would never dare to accept His Highness the King of Yan's kindness. I am extremely frightened."
When Zhu Di saw that Han Du was so knowledgeable about etiquette and propriety, he couldn't help but secretly sigh that it was a pity. If Han Du had accepted his compliment just now, then Han Du would have had a shortcoming that he had taken advantage of.
"Hey, what's there to be afraid of? Let's drink wine and eat meat today, and we'll stop when we're drunk." As he spoke, Zhu Di started from Handu with the wine glass he was holding, and motioned to everyone.
"Dry!"
"Dry"
After drinking for three rounds, Zhu Di saw that Han Du's face was slightly red and he was already a bit drunk, so he looked at Han Du with a smile, touched his chin and winked at a general below.
The general on Han Du's left immediately understood. He immediately picked up his wine glass and came to Han Du's side. He bowed respectfully and said, "I have heard about the reputation of Marquis Zhenhai for a long time. I am lucky to meet you today. I respect you, Lord Marquis."
After that, without waiting for Han Du to refuse, he raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
When Han Du saw him, he couldn't shirk it, so he had to drink with the general.
Zhu Di burst out laughing and praised: "I have heard for a long time that the Marquis of Zhenhai has an amazing amount of food and is famous for being able to drink a thousand cups. It is indeed extraordinary to see him today. What are you waiting for? It is you who can drink with the Marquis of Zhenhai today.
As luck would have it, the visitor is a guest, why don’t you have a drink with Marquis Zhenhai?”
After Zhu Di spoke like this, his generals naturally started to move around.
When Han Du saw this battle, he wanted to drink me to death. Well, after Han Du drank a few drinks, he quickly started to pretend to be drunk.
However, in front of a group of generals who were determined to get drunk, even if they pretended to be drunk, they ended up in a daze and fell asleep at their desks before they knew it.
Seeing that Han Du and Tang Ding were asleep, Zhu Di winked at the people below.
Others immediately went to check the two men's true state. After checking, they came closer and reported, "Your Majesty, you are indeed drunk."
"Hel them down to rest."
Everyone helped Han Du and Tang Ding to sleep in the tent.
After all the people of King Yan left, the camp became silent without any movement. After a while, Tang Ding opened his eyes and was about to go forward to check Han Du's situation, but suddenly he saw
Han Du stared at him sharply, almost startling him.
Han Du smiled at Tang Ding and didn't say a word. He gently closed his eyes with a smile and went to enjoy the sweet dream.
Han Du knew what Tang Ding wanted to do, so he pretended to be drunk on purpose.
I just wanted to inquire about Zhu Di secretly. But in Han Du's view, it was not necessary. After all, Zhu Di was the prince and the majestic King of Yan. If he was discovered secretly, it would be an offense.
Instead of doing this, it is better to brake with stillness and cope with all changes by remaining unchanged.
A look persuaded Tang Ding. Tang Ding pondered for a few breaths before closing his eyes like Han Du and fell asleep.
Zhu Di also returned to his own royal tent, but instead of sleeping, he sat behind the table and pondered, as if waiting for something.
After a long time, a man entered the king's tent, walked directly to Zhu Di with his head lowered, clasped his fists and bowed: "Your Majesty, I have been inquiring for a long time. Except for the heavy breathing, there was no sound at all in the tent of the two men. It is certain.
The two of them were indeed drunk."
After being really drunk and hearing this answer, Zhu Di still had no expression on his face. His fingers kept rubbing back and forth on the table, showing his inner uneasiness.
The silent air made the surroundings very depressing. The general in front of him seemed to be unable to bear the torture and couldn't help but asked: "Your Majesty, that Han Du is only in his twenties."
After saying that, he raised his head and glanced at Zhu Di's face. Seeing that the prince was neither happy nor angry, he boldly continued: "Does the prince think too highly of him?"
Zhu Di looked up at the person in front of him expressionlessly, paused for a few breaths, and opened his lips slightly, "If you were half as capable as him, I would value you so much."
The military general immediately realized that what he had just said was overstepping his bounds, so he quickly took two steps back and knelt down, "General, I have found out my guilt, please punish me."
Zhu Di had no intention of punishing the military commander. The arrival of Han Du left him no extra thought to deal with such matters. He waved his hand lightly and said: "Go down."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The general bowed gratefully to Zhu Di and quickly withdrew.
The next morning, Han Du felt like he was at home and didn't get up until about three o'clock in the morning.
Zhu Di got up early, but he never let anyone disturb Han Du. Because he was thinking about how to face Han Du. He directly took the grain and grass over, and then sent Han Du away on the grounds that the grain and grass had been delivered clearly.
, this is naturally the best.
But Zhu Di had concerns in his heart. If he really did this, it would appear that he was hiding something. This would arouse Han Du's curiosity.
However, if he warmly invites Han Du to Peking City, it will not only do Zhu Di no good at all, but it will also appear that he is too enthusiastic, which may also arouse Han Du's suspicion.
In a dilemma, Zhu Di finally decided to keep things as usual. If Han Du did not go to Peking, he would take advantage of the opportunity to deliver the grain and grass here. If Han Du wanted to go, then he would take advantage of the opportunity and invite Han Du to accompany him.
Han Du washed himself neatly and brought the soup cauldron to pay homage to King Yan.
He was stopped by the guards outside King Yan's tent. After waiting for a while, he walked into the king's tent after receiving a message.
"Your Majesty Han Du ~ Tang Ding ~ pays homage to His Highness King Yan"
"Without courtesy, please sit down." Zhu Di smiled and stretched out his hand to indicate to Han Du and the others to sit down and talk.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Han Du was not polite. After thanking him, he and Tang Ding were at Zhu Di's right hand side.
As soon as Han Du sat down, he apologized, clasped his fists and thanked me again: "I lost my temper after drinking last night, which made the prince laugh. Please forgive me."
"Haha, it doesn't matter, these are all trivial matters. When you drink, you have to drink to your heart's content. When I get drunk, it's not just once or twice." Zhu Di waved his hand generously, absolving Han Du of his sin.
Handu caught it.
Han Du resisted instinctively, but Zhu Di's hands were as motionless as iron pliers. Although Han Du's arm hurt because he couldn't grasp, it was impossible to break free.
Although the banquet was held outdoors, a huge rack was set up and various barbecues were served in turn.
"Come here, serve the wine."
Under Zhu Di's hospitality, Han Du and Tang Ding had just sat down, and he waved his hand.
Two teams of maids came in with wine jars and placed them on the table in front of everyone.
Zhu Di filled a glass on his own, raised it and signaled to Handu, "This wine was given by my father, and I heard that it was brewed using Handu's method. It can be regarded as a gift to the Buddha by borrowing flowers from the king to welcome you."
Every word and every word praised Han Du everywhere.
But how could Han Du dare to accept such flattery from Zhu Di? He was the mighty King of Yan, so he had to be so polite to a minister of his?
Han Du quickly stood up and returned the gift, lowering his attitude and replied: "I would never dare to accept His Highness the King of Yan's kindness. I am extremely frightened."
When Zhu Di saw that Han Du was so knowledgeable about etiquette and propriety, he couldn't help but secretly sigh that it was a pity. If Han Du had accepted his compliment just now, then Han Du would have had a shortcoming that he had taken advantage of.
"Hey, what's there to be afraid of? Let's drink wine and eat meat today, and we'll stop when we're drunk." As he spoke, Zhu Di started from Handu with the wine glass he was holding, and motioned to everyone.
"Dry!"
"Dry"
After drinking for three rounds, Zhu Di saw that Han Du's face was slightly red and he was already a bit drunk, so he looked at Han Du with a smile, touched his chin and winked at a general below.
The general on Han Du's left immediately understood. He immediately picked up his wine glass and came to Han Du's side. He bowed respectfully and said, "I have heard about the reputation of Marquis Zhenhai for a long time. I am lucky to meet you today. I respect you, Lord Marquis."
After that, without waiting for Han Du to refuse, he raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.
When Han Du saw him, he couldn't shirk it, so he had to drink with the general.
Zhu Di burst out laughing and praised: "I have heard for a long time that the Marquis of Zhenhai has an amazing amount of food and is famous for being able to drink a thousand cups. It is indeed extraordinary to see him today. What are you waiting for? It is you who can drink with the Marquis of Zhenhai today.
As luck would have it, the visitor is a guest, why don’t you have a drink with Marquis Zhenhai?”
After Zhu Di spoke like this, his generals naturally started to move around.
When Han Du saw this battle, he wanted to drink me to death. Well, after Han Du drank a few drinks, he quickly started to pretend to be drunk.
However, in front of a group of generals who were determined to get drunk, even if they pretended to be drunk, they ended up in a daze and fell asleep at their desks before they knew it.
Seeing that Han Du and Tang Ding were asleep, Zhu Di winked at the people below.
Others immediately went to check the two men's true state. After checking, they came closer and reported, "Your Majesty, you are indeed drunk."
"Hel them down to rest."
Everyone helped Han Du and Tang Ding to sleep in the tent.
After all the people of King Yan left, the camp became silent without any movement. After a while, Tang Ding opened his eyes and was about to go forward to check Han Du's situation, but suddenly he saw
Han Du stared at him sharply, almost startling him.
Han Du smiled at Tang Ding and didn't say a word. He gently closed his eyes with a smile and went to enjoy the sweet dream.
Han Du knew what Tang Ding wanted to do, so he pretended to be drunk on purpose.
I just wanted to inquire about Zhu Di secretly. But in Han Du's view, it was not necessary. After all, Zhu Di was the prince and the majestic King of Yan. If he was discovered secretly, it would be an offense.
Instead of doing this, it is better to brake with stillness and cope with all changes by remaining unchanged.
A look persuaded Tang Ding. Tang Ding pondered for a few breaths before closing his eyes like Han Du and fell asleep.
Zhu Di also returned to his own royal tent, but instead of sleeping, he sat behind the table and pondered, as if waiting for something.
After a long time, a man entered the king's tent, walked directly to Zhu Di with his head lowered, clasped his fists and bowed: "Your Majesty, I have been inquiring for a long time. Except for the heavy breathing, there was no sound at all in the tent of the two men. It is certain.
The two of them were indeed drunk."
After being really drunk and hearing this answer, Zhu Di still had no expression on his face. His fingers kept rubbing back and forth on the table, showing his inner uneasiness.
The silent air made the surroundings very depressing. The general in front of him seemed to be unable to bear the torture and couldn't help but asked: "Your Majesty, that Han Du is only in his twenties."
After saying that, he raised his head and glanced at Zhu Di's face. Seeing that the prince was neither happy nor angry, he boldly continued: "Does the prince think too highly of him?"
Zhu Di looked up at the person in front of him expressionlessly, paused for a few breaths, and opened his lips slightly, "If you were half as capable as him, I would value you so much."
The military general immediately realized that what he had just said was overstepping his bounds, so he quickly took two steps back and knelt down, "General, I have found out my guilt, please punish me."
Zhu Di had no intention of punishing the military commander. The arrival of Han Du left him no extra thought to deal with such matters. He waved his hand lightly and said: "Go down."
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The general bowed gratefully to Zhu Di and quickly withdrew.
The next morning, Han Du felt like he was at home and didn't get up until about three o'clock in the morning.
Zhu Di got up early, but he never let anyone disturb Han Du. Because he was thinking about how to face Han Du. He directly took the grain and grass over, and then sent Han Du away on the grounds that the grain and grass had been delivered clearly.
, this is naturally the best.
But Zhu Di had concerns in his heart. If he really did this, it would appear that he was hiding something. This would arouse Han Du's curiosity.
However, if he warmly invites Han Du to Peking City, it will not only do Zhu Di no good at all, but it will also appear that he is too enthusiastic, which may also arouse Han Du's suspicion.
In a dilemma, Zhu Di finally decided to keep things as usual. If Han Du did not go to Peking, he would take advantage of the opportunity to deliver the grain and grass here. If Han Du wanted to go, then he would take advantage of the opportunity and invite Han Du to accompany him.
Han Du washed himself neatly and brought the soup cauldron to pay homage to King Yan.
He was stopped by the guards outside King Yan's tent. After waiting for a while, he walked into the king's tent after receiving a message.
"Your Majesty Han Du ~ Tang Ding ~ pays homage to His Highness King Yan"
"Without courtesy, please sit down." Zhu Di smiled and stretched out his hand to indicate to Han Du and the others to sit down and talk.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." Han Du was not polite. After thanking him, he and Tang Ding were at Zhu Di's right hand side.
As soon as Han Du sat down, he apologized, clasped his fists and thanked me again: "I lost my temper after drinking last night, which made the prince laugh. Please forgive me."
"Haha, it doesn't matter, these are all trivial matters. When it comes to drinking, you have to drink to your heart's content. When I get drunk, it's not just once or twice." Zhu Di waved his hand generously, absolving Han Du of his sin.