"The bowl is too big, sir. This wine is very strong." Luo Yiwu was shocked and said quickly.
"I can't even drink. How can I be a guard or go on a battlefield? Come on, serve me a big bowl." Zhao Zhilong's broken throat was very thick.
He sounds like he is yelling when he talks, and it would really scare people who don't know his temper.
"Change bowls!" Tang Wen said.
Luo Yiwu had no choice but to bring another big bowl, the size of a rice bowl and a half. After pouring a catty of wine into it, there would still be a rim of the bowl left. If it was full, it would be about a catty and a half.
"Fill it up!" Zhao Zhilong shouted.
"It's too much, take your time." Tang Wen advised.
"Master Zhao has a huge amount, don't worry, he can drink seven or eight bowls of this big bowl of Nuerhong." Chu Zhao said with a smile.
"That's good." Luo Yiwu nodded and poured a full bowl.
"Come on, let's have a bowl first." Zhao Zhilong picked up the bowl and said.
"I can't, I can only use a cup." Tang Wen smiled and raised the cup.
"I can have a bowl with you." Chu Zhao smiled and picked up the bowl.
"Sir, you are so unmanly, how can you drink from such a small cup? Do it, do it, you are not a man if you don't do it!" Zhao Zhilong shouted, opened his mouth, and poured it into his mouth.
Chu Zhao drank half of the bowl in one gulp. As he continued to drink, he suddenly made a sputtering sound and spurted out the whole bowl. His face turned red.
He quickly sat down, without caring about his grace, he picked up the soup on the table and drank it hard.
Zhao Zhilong drank so hard that he poured a bowl of it into his mouth. He suddenly swayed and almost fell down. The master next to him quickly stretched out his hand to support him.
"What...what kind of wine is this? Why do I feel a little dizzy?" Zhao Zhilong asked with some slurred speech.
"Vodka! It's from the West." Tang Wen said with a smile.
"Is this wine strong enough?" Luo Yiwu asked with a smile.
"Enough...enough, it feels so damn good. Come again, have another bowl." Zhao Zhilong slammed the table, shook his head, and shouted.
"Can you please stop drinking, sir? This wine is too strong." Chu Zhao said quickly.
"Who said it? Bingbing is refreshing and more exciting. Pour the wine, pour the wine. If you don't pour the wine, I will kill you!" Zhao Zhilong slapped the table repeatedly.
"Pour it up, pour it down." Tang Wen said, knowing that this guy was a little drunk, and it was normal for him to lose his temper after drinking.
Luo Yiwu had no choice but to pour him another bowl.
Zhao Zhilong stood up and drank another three pounds of vodka. This was over 90 degrees of vodka.
His face suddenly turned red and purple, and with a clang, the bowl fell to the ground and shattered into flowers.
But he staggered and said, "Come again, come again...one bowl."
As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground. The master quickly supported him, "Sir...sir, you are drunk. I will help you go back to your room to rest."
"I'm not drunk. How could I be drunk? N... Ner Hong, I can drink seven or eight bowls like this. Only... only two bowls. I'm so drunk. Don't help me..." As he talked, Zhao Zhilong whirled.
Big sleep.
"Help him back to the guest room." Tang Wendao said. Luo Yiwu helped, and Master Na helped Zhao Zhilong enter the customer's room.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, for making you laugh." Tang Wen said.
"This wine of yours is too horrible. I can usually drink three or four bowls of Daughter's Red, but today half a bowl of it felt like it was on fire." Chu Zhao shook his head.
"Hahaha, it's over 90 degrees, Mr. Chu." Tang Wen laughed loudly.
"This wine is good. How about, Sir, you sell me a few bottles and I'll take them back for them to try. Haha, when the time comes, I'll pour a few and have fun." Chu Zhao laughed.
"Whatever you want to buy, I'll give you a box with a toilet." Tang Wen said.
"Then Chu is disrespectful, your toilet is really good, my family will definitely like it." Chu Zhao said with a smile.
"I have to send one of my men to install it with you, otherwise you won't be able to get it," Tang Wen said.
"This will trouble Sir, I am from Haisheng City." Chu Zhao said with an embarrassed look.
"No problem, I'll send it directly to Sea Saint City for you to install it," Tang Wen said.
"Sir, the war in the northwest is tense, and this is an opportunity for you." Chu Zhao thought for a while and said.
"Oh?" Tang Wen looked at him, wondering if there would be another 'Huang Shiren' begging for money? I really have become Yang Bailao.
"Your Majesty is a first-class Earl, doesn't he want to become the overlord?" Chu Zhao said.
"That doesn't matter, I just want to live happily." Tang Wen shook his head.
"Haha, a small Linghai Academy dares to bully you, Sir, how can you be happy? If Sir, you are a prince and become the overlord of a party, would they dare?" Chu Zhao said.
"So what about the Marquis? The Marquis who has no power is just a decoration." Tang Wen shook his head.
"That's different. Have you ever seen a Marquis without power?" Chu Zhao shook his head.
“I don’t have an official position, so where do I get the power?
So what if I'm the deputy training envoy? It's just a false position.
If you donate to someone of higher quality, it will still be a useless job!" Tang Wen shook his head.
"Sir, you are wrong." Chu Zhao said.
"What's wrong again?" Tang Wen asked puzzledly.
"The prince is a male, and the baron is the lowest. In fact, among these titles, only by becoming a marquis can you truly be called a noble of Chu.
Under the lord, one can only be regarded as a person of high status.
If you don't even have much wealth, then this title is just an empty title.
However, things are completely different with Mr. Hou. Why can’t Mr. Hou donate money directly? No matter how much you donate, it won’t work.
However, military merit can allow you to advance. However, it also requires hundreds of thousands of military merit.
Even now that the war in the northwest is tense, donating silver can be converted into military merit, but if you have to donate it later, haha, it will cost tens of millions of taels of silver.
There are few people in this world who can get so much silver.
Even if you can take it, who would be willing to donate it?
Therefore, once one is granted a title, the court will definitely provide additional rewards, such as a large area of land.
Also, if the royal family is happy, they may allow you to establish a personal army. The personal army is not as simple as a few personal guards.
I heard that the Marquis wants to fight against pirates. What's the use of one or two thousand people?
Moreover, I heard that you also bought two other islands. Pirates are rampant around here, and it is impossible to protect them without tens of thousands of soldiers.
As long as the royal family is happy and rewards you with a place in the military camp when you are granted the title of Marquis, that can be tens of thousands of troops.
Moreover, this military camp is your private property and the court has no right to control it.
Otherwise, take your deputy regimental training envoy as an example. He has the power to recruit thousands of soldiers, but he has to accept the order of the court.
For example, if the war in the northwest becomes tense, people will reach out and the soldiers you have worked so hard to recruit will become the army of the court.
You said you are still angry to death?" Chu Zhao said.
"The court still allows the marquis to form a personal army? Isn't the court afraid that these marquises will become powerful and rebel?" Tang Wen was stunned.
"Rebellion is never that easy. Take Pingdong Marquis of Yanling County as an example. He is from the Chu surname and is a distant relative of the royal family. He has an army of 20,000 troops.
What was the result? He angered the court and was exterminated.
What's more, there weren't many marquises in the entire Chu Dynasty.
When the court's millions of troops arrived, the pro-army troops were vulnerable to them.
But besides the court, who else are you afraid of?
You have 120,000 troops, even the ten great sects of Sea Saint have to give you face.
Therefore, this is the difference between the Marquis and the Earl. There is no comparison.
In addition, there is another advantage. If you have 10,000 or 20,000 pro-army troops, if they are well-trained, when, for example, the northwest war comes, you can personally lead the pro-army troops on the field.
On the battlefield, it is your men who are fighting anyway. You don't have to go to the battlefield. You can just sit in the military camp and enjoy it. At that time, all the war achievements will not be attributed to you.
Moreover, if you are lucky on the battlefield, it is easy to earn a lot of military exploits." At this point, Chu Zhao drank some water to moisten his throat.