When everyone walked out of the ancestral hall, it was almost dusk. The butler had already arranged a banquet. During the banquet, everyone was enjoying themselves with glasses. After three drinks, someone mentioned the completely abusive battle between Ling Chuxi and Chai Kezhou in the afternoon, and the atmosphere became even more intense.
It's enthusiastic.
"Come on, come on, Chu Xi, Grandpa Seventh wants to toast you. If you hadn't come back just in time today, we really wouldn't have been able to do anything against the Chai family." Ling Moyou was already a little tipsy, holding a wine glass and toasting to Ling Chuxi.
"Seventh Grandpa, you are an elder, how can I ask you to toast? I should toast you this glass of wine." Ling Chuxi stood up hurriedly and said.
"There are no elders at the wine table. This time, Mr. Chai and the Shangguan family used such a conspiracy. We old men were helpless. Thanks to you for rescuing the siege, you made great contributions to our Ling family as soon as you came back.
Shouldn't I propose a toast to you?" Ling Moyou said displeasedly.
"Okay then, thank you Grandpa Seventh." Ling Chuxi picked up the wine glass and took a sip.
"No, no, you have to finish this glass of wine. Let's not mention that this is Grandpa Seventh's gift to you. The wine itself has an extraordinary origin. This is Qicao Zui, which is hard to find. We are such a big Ling family.
Only your third grandfather has dozens of jars hidden away. If it weren’t for you to catch the wind today, he wouldn’t be willing to take them out for everyone to drink. Drink as much as you like.”
Qicao is drunk! Ling Chuxi just took a small sip and felt that the wine tasted pure and gentle. It seemed to be brewed with high-quality spiritual grass. It was very good for nourishing vitality. After listening to Ling Moyou's words, she realized that this
It is the legendary Seven Grass Drunk.
She had heard Yue Kaili talk about the origin of Qicao Zui. Yue Kaili himself was a master of brewing, and the Ling Xin Zui brewed by him was also a rare fine wine. However, when she mentioned Qicao Zui, she was still fascinated.
The refining method of this wine has long been lost. Yue Kaili relied on "All Spirits Tonglu" and collected some residual prescriptions from ancient texts to make Qicao Zui, but in his entire life, he could only barely refine Lingxin Zui.
It is very different from the legendary Qicao Zui.
From this, we can also see how precious the Third Elder’s Qicaozu is.
Ling Chuxi subconsciously looked towards the third elder, only to see the depressed look on his face.
"Just drink, there's all this nonsense." The third elder said angrily, picked up the wine glass in front of him, drank it down in one gulp, and then slammed it on the table.
Tonight's banquet was arranged by him personally, but it was not to welcome Ling Chuxi, but to celebrate for himself. As for Qicao Zui, he also specially prepared it. After many years of planning, he finally became the head of the family.
It's time to celebrate.
It's a pity that he prepared a little too early. How could the expected celebration party accidentally become Ling Chuxi's celebration party? The most annoying thing is that he was so distracted before that he actually forgot to inform his subordinates.
Take the wine away. Now it's over. The wine is already on the table. He must be too embarrassed to ask anyone to take it away again.
Eating the carefully cooked delicious food, Sanchang felt like chewing wax. Drinking the Qicao Zui, which had been treasured for hundreds of years and even his precious son got married, he couldn't feel the slightest bit of alcohol in his mouth.
On the contrary, it felt a little bitter.
"I said, Third Brother, you can't be reluctant to part with it. Today Chu Xi officially returns to the Ling family. That is a big happy event for our Ling family. You should drink it quickly. If you don't drink it, it will be gone." Ling Moyou smirked.