Seeing Zhu Ping'an lying drunk under the table, everyone couldn't help but be stunned and dumbfounded. In addition to being surprised, some people raised questions.
Luo Wenlong was leaning against Zhu Pingan. He almost fell on him when Zhu Pingan was drunk. Hearing everyone's doubts, Luo Wenlong knelt down and took a closer look. He even deliberately patted Zhu Pingan's face, and finally sneered loudly.
He got up and asked, "Are you still drunk? I'm so drunk that I can't get any drunker."
"Zhu Ping'an's drinking capacity has never been good. He was famous for his three-cup drinking habit in the Hanlin Academy. I heard about this when I was in the Ministry of Justice. I thought it was a joke, but I didn't expect that Zhu Ping'an's drinking capacity was really so bad! Haha.
Haha, to be honest, my daughter’s drinking capacity is higher than his.”
There was a director of the Criminal Department at the banquet. After Luo Wenlong finished speaking, he nodded and started laughing too.
Well, Zhu Pingan's drinking capacity is also well-known in the Hanlin Academy. At several gatherings in the Hanlin Academy, Zhu Pingan could not drink, and his reputation for drinking three cups spread. Many people in the nearby Yamen regarded him as
Listen to the joke.
"Uncle, you and Lord Zhu worked together for a period of time in the Hanlin Academy. How is Lord Zhu's drinking capacity?" Luo Ziyu asked Zhang Juzheng.
"Mr. Zhu's drinking capacity is indeed not good, and the 'three glasses of wine' is not a problem, but after five glasses of wine, he is almost drunk. Half a month ago, His Royal Highness King Yu welcomed Master Zhu. Ju Zheng was honored to attend, and Mr. Zhu was present at the banquet.
Master Zhu drank about five or six cups and was already drunk. He was helped to sleep for more than an hour before he woke up. Today, Master Zhu drank a few more drinks than usual." Zhang Juzheng recalled briefly and replied softly.
"Master Zhu is really drunk."
When Zhang Juzheng was speaking, there happened to be a judge from the Imperial Hospital at the banquet (he checked the pulse of a pregnant concubine of Yan Shifan today, and after checking the pulse and prescribing gentle fetus medicine, Yan Shifan stayed at the banquet).
Under the signal from Yan Shifan's eyes, the court judge walked up to Zhu Pingan, took Zhu Pingan's pulse, and came to an authoritative conclusion.
"Hahaha, the top scholar has such a bad drinking capacity!"
"How ridiculous."
“This amount of alcohol is incredible”
By now, everyone was convinced that Zhu Pingan was drunk, and they laughed at Zhu Pingan's drinking capacity.
"Come here, help Zi Hou to the guest room to rest, and be careful with your hands and feet." Yan Shifan waved his hand, summoned the servants, pointed at Zhu Ping'an under the table, who was muttering about drinks to strengthen his courage, and asked the servants to bring Zhu Ping'an to the guest room.
Ping An helped him to the guest room to rest.
"No, wine, Zhuangzhuang drink, drink, want more"
Zhu Ping'an, who was being helped up by his servants, still had his tongue stuck out and made a vague sound.
"This guy is so thick." Yan Shifan couldn't help but smile and shook his head when he saw this, "It's so disappointing."
"Hahaha, drinking makes people cowardly. I have seen many cowards, but this is Zhu Pingan's first case of drunkenness." When Luo Wenlong insulted and ridiculed Zhu Pingan, he always hit him.
As positive as chicken blood.
"Haha, I listened to Zhu Pingan's "The Young Ming Dynasty" from Quanzi a few days ago. I was amazed. I thought that Zhu Pingan was a hero. Unexpectedly, when I saw him today, I discovered that Zhu Pingan was actually a bear."
At the banquet, an official in his forties looked at Zhu Ping'an's back being helped away, shaking his head and sneering.
"How to say?" Yan Shifan asked with great interest.
Seeing that his words had attracted Yan Shifan, the forty-year-old official suddenly became very excited. He cupped his hands towards Yan Shifan and explained with a smile: ""Confucius Confucianism" records: Zhao Pingyuanjun once advised Confucius' six
The grandson Kong Chuan (named Zi Gao) drank wine, but Zi Gao refused, so Ping Ping Jun said: "There was a proverb in the past: 'Yao and Shun had a thousand bells, Confucius had a hundred cups, Zilu drank ten cups, and still drank ten cups.' There are no ancient sages."
I can't drink. What can I say?'. It can be seen from this that the ancient sages and gentlemen are all people who can drink. The more heroic they are, the more they drink. Zhu Ping'an drank a few glasses of wine and became completely drunk.
He is so drunk, there is no trace of heroism here, he is clearly a bear?!"
"Well, Mr. Liu makes sense. As the saying goes, wine is like a person, and life is reflected in the wine shop. With Zhu Pingan's drinking capacity, isn't he just a bear?"
"Hahaha bear?! Is there such a cowardly bear?! Don't smear bear."
"Hahaha, then remove the word 'bear' and keep the word 'dog'."
"Dog?! Hahaha, it's just right to be as timid as a dog."
When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter. They laughed and humiliated Zhu Ping'an with every word he said.
Zhang Juzheng sat aside, holding a teacup in his hand, watching with cold eyes, especially shameless at the laughter of everyone.
They are the kind of people who regard ignorance as knowledge and shame as pride.
They don't study seriously, they only read half of it, they only know a little bit about it, and they dare to show off. I really don't know who gave them the courage.
"Confucius Confucianism·Confucian Clothing" is true as the proverb said by Mr. Liu is true. When Lord Pingyuan persuaded Confucius's sixth grandson Kong Kongzi Gao to drink, he used the words "Yao and Shun had a thousand bells, Confucius had a hundred goblets, and Zilu had a drink."
There is an old proverb about drinking ten cups of wine.
But Mr. Liu obviously did not finish reading this book.
The second half of this story is:
Kong Kongzigao was not only unmoved by Lord Pingyuan, but he said to Lord Pingyuan that the proverb you mentioned was fabricated by people who love drinking to persuade people to drink. "It is not true."
also".
In other words, the so-called posthumous proverb "Yao and Shun had a thousand bells, Confucius had a hundred goblets, Zilu sipped, and still drank ten goblets." was deliberately fabricated by some thoughtful people to persuade people to drink. It is not true. Confucius's descendants have stood there many times.
Come out to refute the rumors.
Besides, who are you who live in a dream like you are heroes?! Don't feel ashamed, but feel proud of it, that means you are the only ones.
The more he listened to the roar of laughter, the more speechless and disdainful Zhang Juzheng became towards them.
"Haha, don't worry about heroes and bears, let's enjoy ourselves, come on, come on, who's next?!"
Yan Shifan laughed and said.
"Sir Yan, what you said makes sense, and we should all have fun together." Everyone agreed.
Next, the banquet continued, and under the stimulation of the fragrance of the jade cup, everyone drank even more happily and in a drunken manner.
"Hahaha, do you know where Zihou's behavior comes from?!"
Yan Shifan, who was drunk, lifted up the maid's gauze skirt in his arms and looked at everyone with pride and asked.
"Appreciate further details."
Everyone asked curiously.
"He is King Dai Yu, and he has come to send money to Yan. He only sent it once yesterday, and he came again today, hahaha." Yan Shifan laughed and rubbed the maid in his arms, very unscrupulously.
ah?
When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be surprised, and their understanding was refreshed.
Seeing the surprised looks in everyone's eyes, Yan Shifan felt more satisfied in his heart, and the pleasure of conquering the imperial power was extremely strong. He glanced at everyone triumphantly, raised one leg vigorously on the table, and said in a boastful way:
"You say, the emperor still practices gold with me, who dares not to practice gold?"