Both wine jars are over a foot high, with a wide mouth and a wide belly. Counting the wine inside, they probably weigh more than ten kilograms. Bai Zhenhe made a sound, stretched out his arms and held the wine jars flat in the palm of his hand.
This time it was clear that his arm strength was not weak, but it was just not weak. Moreover, Su Yang was a little confused. What did this guy mean? Did he want to hold the wine jar himself?
Although the level of martial arts here is very low, this kind of superficial kung fu is not enough for performing arts. It would be too boring for Bai Zhen, a generation of great masters, to show off in front of the emperor.
Just as he was thinking about it, Bai Zhen's right hand holding the bottom of the wine jar shook slightly, and with a soft bang, the mud seal on the jar raised a burst of smoke, then broke into several pieces and fell into the jar.
It turned out that he used his inner strength to break the mud seal on the jar of wine.
In the Qing Dynasty, when martial arts declined, moves were more important than internal skills, and it was even rarer to be able to transfer internal skills through physical objects. Although Bai Zhen took advantage of the fluctuation of the wine in the wine jar, this skill was even more rare.
It is enough to be proud of the world.
"There are rules for drinking. If this young master can follow suit, I will drink this wine to you. If not, hehe..."
Bai Zhenqian laughed twice: "The West Lake is windy and the mountains are dangerous. If you can't do it, sir, you'd better drink less wine, so as not to fall off the mountain and drown in the lake when you're drunk."
When Qianlong saw Bai Zhen's hand, he nodded slightly and smiled without saying a word.
He admired Kangxi, the Holy Ancestor of the Qing Dynasty, since he was a child. He was taught by his father Yongzheng, and his literary and military talents can be said to be the first-class talents among the Manchu royal family. He deeply admired the time when Taizu Taizong conquered the east and west, conquered cities and territories, and always risked his own life.
, personally fighting against the former enemies. Since Qianlong ascended the throne, although there have been several so-called "big battles", as a ninety-five-year-old, he can no longer go to the battlefield in person like his predecessors, so he can only enjoy practicing martial arts in the palace, so he is not familiar with martial arts.
With a little knowledge, if placed in the world of martial arts, he can be the leader of gangs of all sizes.
A glimmer of light flashed in Chen Jialuo's eyes, and he seemed eager to try.
Only He Shen still smiled faintly and said nothing. He could not tell that he was proud or worried. The city was quite deep.
Su Yang shook his head and said: "It seems that this old gentleman is not a drinker."
Bai Zhen sneered and said: "In my opinion, it's better to drink wine first and then talk about the wine!" The implication is that you can't even open the wine seal, so you are still brazenly talking about the wine with me. Isn't that right?
Isn't it funny?
Su Yang took the wine jar, still holding it with his hands, straightening his arms, and said: "If the mud seal falls into the wine, it will inevitably stain the wine with a bit of earthy taste, destroying the clearness of the wine itself, not to mention
The mud has been sealed on the jar for at least one or two years, and up to ten years. I don't know how many people have touched it, and how much dust has fallen. If it falls into the jar, isn't it dirty? So I'm afraid you can't drink the wine from the jar.
Now, you'd better drink from my jar."
There was no luck in Su Yang's power, nor was there any hehehehahaha like Bai Zhen's. While speaking in an understatement, the mud seal on the mouth of the wine jar suddenly jumped up, drew an arc in front of him, and landed smoothly on the table.
It fell exactly between Qianlong and Chen Jialuo, but the mud seal was still a complete piece.
Everyone present, including Qianlong and Shen, knew martial arts, and everyone could see clearly that Su Yang was much better than Bai Zhen who simply shattered the mud seal and fell into the wine jar.
Bai Zhen's face paled slightly and he was about to speak. Qianlong interrupted him with a cold face and said, "I asked you to get some wine, but you soiled it. That's all. It's better not to drink from that jar of yours."
Saying this was tantamount to making Bai Zhen admit defeat. Qianlong probably also felt that he was losing face and his face didn't look good.
He Shen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke and said with a smile: "Master, since this young master talks about drinking, he must be a master in this way. Well, I have been a little greedy for wine recently. I wonder if I can reward you for talking to this young master."
How many drinks?”
Qianlong turned to look at He Shen, suddenly smiled, and said with his hands: "Yes, yes, I forgot that you are a wine jar. The wine bag and rice bag that Mr. Lu just mentioned. The word "wine bag" refers to you. Anyway, you are a wine bag.
, just stay with this..." Qianlong paused and looked at Su Yang with questioning eyes. After talking for a long time, he still didn't know Su Yang's last name.
"Su Yang."
"Oh, Mr. Su, just drink a few times with Mr. Su. Don't get drunk and lose your temper."
The disciples of the Eight Banners were all masters who refused to admit defeat. Seeing that Bai Zhen, the most skilled martial artist here, was defeated in the competition, He Shen found another way, trying to regain his place in drinking and save his master's face.
Su Yang secretly laughed that Mr. He was really adaptable. No wonder Qianlong liked him.
When it comes to drinking, except for Duan Yu who can force the drink out of his body, everyone else relies on their ability to drink and it has nothing to do with their martial arts skills. He Shen originally thought this move was good.
He is a master of officialdom. He has nothing to do with drinking and socializing. He even drinks with his wife when she comes. In addition, this man was born as a bodyguard and seems to have martial arts skills. He can be regarded as a Batulu in the Qing Dynasty. I am afraid he is the best in the world.
Even a martial arts master here might not be able to outshine him, the most corrupt official in the world.
It's a pity that he met Su Yang. The title of Jiu Ling is not something he talks about casually.
He Shen coughed, and immediately a man in blue came forward to obey the order. He whispered something in the man's ear, and the man in blue took the order and turned around.
Not long after, I heard a series of footsteps in the distance. A dozen big men each carried two large jars of wine and unloaded them in front of the pavilion. Each wine jar was of the same size, smaller than the ones Bai Zhen brought before.
One circle, but twenty or thirty jars of wine, added together, may weigh more than a hundred kilograms.
An ordinary person would be frightened when they see this formation.
He Shen bowed slightly to Qianlong, then went to pick up a wine jar, patted open the mud seal, and drank without saying much. His throat was rumbling, and he drank the whole jar in a short time.
After drinking a jar of wine, he didn't blush or breath, and said with a smile: "Master Su, I am just a layman, and I don't pay much attention to drinking. In the past, when I drank with my brothers in the military camp, it was just one person and one jar.
, I drink as much as others drink. Fortunately, I have a big belly and I have never been drunk. Sir, please, please, this wine is enough for us to drink for half a day."
Su Yang squinted and looked at He Shen for a long time, then gave a thumbs up: "Awesome!"
To say that he is great does not mean his drinking capacity, but his desire to flatter others at all costs. You must know that the alcohol content in the Qing Dynasty is not low. No matter how good a drinker is, even if he weighs hundreds of pounds, he will die. He is risking his life.
Dead.
No matter what you do, if you are willing to risk your life, you will definitely achieve something.
He walked forward and took a jar and drank it. It was slightly spicy in the mouth and after a jar, even Su Yang felt drunk.
Heshen also expressed his admiration, complained to the emperor, turned around and went behind a big stone to take a drink, and drank from the jar when he came back.
The same was true for Su Yang. When the two of them drank, they would drink one jar and the other would drink. After drinking, they would go behind the big stone to urinate together and come back to drink again. In the blink of an eye, five or six jars of wine were gone.
Chen Jialuo on the side watched the rise and couldn't help but join the fight. However, this guy only drank half of the second jar, and his face turned pale. The seal of the third jar of wine was not opened, and he spat it out with a sound.
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Su Yang and He Shen drank more and more. When everyone drank the fifth jar, He Shen's face finally changed. His forehead was sweating and his hands were shaking slightly. However, Su Yang remained the same as before, with no change.
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He Shen gritted his teeth and wanted to drink more. Qianlong spoke calmly.
"You have always been undefeated in the wine shop, and today you finally met your opponent. You two drank happily, but this time you brought more than a dozen jars of wine from home. If you drink it all, if I want to drink it, where can I find it?
That’s all, I think it’s not too early today, so let’s stop here.”
After Qianlong finished speaking, he stood up and walked down the mountain without caring about others. He Shen was granted amnesty. He drunkenly muttered a thank you to the Lord for his kindness, and then fell to the ground, breaking a wine jar. Immediately there was blue.
The man in clothes helped him follow Qianlong.
In the blink of an eye, the pavilion on the mountain was empty, with only Su Yang, Chen Jialuo, and the scholar Xinyan left.
Chen Jialuo vomited, his face flushed, and said: "This brother Su is good at martial arts and good at drinking. He doesn't know how to master..."
Su Yang interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "Don't say so much, I'm just here to find you, Mr. Chen!"
As soon as he heard the words "Director Chen", Chen Jialuo suddenly became vigilant and his drunkenness was mostly gone.
"Don't worry, I have a World Hero Order to give to you, and your Honghua Club's Taoist Wuchen also has one, but he refuses to accept it, saying that you, the chief helmsman, have to give it to you."
"Order of World Heroes?"
Chen Jialuo's reaction was almost the same as Wuchen's, they both felt that the fourth level was too low. Compared to Wuchen, the young chief helmsman seemed more arrogant and unconvinced.
All said and done, it all comes down to one word: You cannot accept it. Accepting these fourth-level tokens will be an insult to the master and ancestors, and will discredit the gang.
"Do we have to take action?" Su Yang was a little impatient.
"I'm about to learn a lesson!" Chen Jialuo said proudly, crossing his fists back and forth in a strange gesture.
"Hundred Flowers Fist Wrong?"
"Exactly!"
Su Yang shook his head and said: "Yuan Shixiao has really learned Baihua Cuoquan from Baihua Cuoquan, but you only learned Baihua Cuoquan without having Baihua Quan as a foundation. For ordinary masters, it's okay to scare them and catch them by surprise.
In terms of real means, you are not even as good as Zhang Zhaozhong, and even worse than Wu Chen, so I don’t think there is any need to take action."
Chen Jialuo was even more shocked when he saw Su Yang calmly shaking off the mud seals and seeing the weaknesses in his own boxing skills. He had no chance of winning at all. At this moment, he took advantage of the donkey down the slope to put down his arrogance and said:
"Master Su, you are very skilled in martial arts. If you can rescue Wen Tailai, the fourth master of our Honghua Society, I will accept this token and persuade Mr. Wuchen to accept it as well. How about that?"
"Okay, it's a deal! One day later, when we're still at Majia Villa, I'll bring the person and the brand."
After Su Yang finished speaking, he suddenly stared at Chen Jialuo and sneered twice.
"Why are you laughing?" Chen Jialuoqi asked.
"Mr. Chen, when you do things, you must keep your promises."
Before Chen Jialuo could say anything, the Suyang people had already rushed down the hillside.
The hillside here is extremely steep. Qianlong and others went down the mountain from a small path. Even martial arts masters need to be careful when going down the hillside directly. A careless fall can result in bloody head injuries and broken tendons.
end.
And Su Yang was like a big bird, with a slight tap of his toes on a tree, he had already crossed more than ten feet, stepped onto the second tree, and went back and forth like flying in the forest.
Floating in the air, looking up to the sky and roaring, the whole mountain echoed with his voice. (To be continued.)
