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Chapter four hundred and sixty fourth meal

After confirming the concept of the Western Region Production and Construction Corps, Song Yang "proposed" twenty guiding opinions for the development of the Western Region.

Governing the West in accordance with the law, uniting and stabilizing the West, nourishing the West with culture, enriching the people and revitalizing the West, and building the West in the long term.

As soon as these twenty-word guidance came out, everyone present once again expressed their admiration for Song Yang's long-term strategic vision.

At this point, the business in the Western Region has been settled.

After the meeting, it will soon be the New Year.

Following the New Year's celebration, Song Yang held a celebration banquet for all the soldiers who participated in the defense of the Western Regions.

The commendation deserves the commendation, and the reward deserves the reward.

Another happy occasion.

At the dinner, sumptuous and delicious dishes were arranged.

There are Daqian Central Plains cuisine and cooking from the Western Regions.

The tribes knew that Song Yang was celebrating the New Year in Qiuci, so they all sent local specialties.

Song Yang's favorite thing is wine, which tastes different from the taste of Song Yang's previous era.

The wine here tastes more aromatic and less sweet.

Song Yang likes this taste better.

Song Yangyu chatted, laughed and drank with all the officers and soldiers amid the fine wines and delicacies.

At the table next to him, Song Rui looked at the table of delicious food and wine, and his mouth watered with greed.

He has not drank for two years. He got into trouble because of drinking in Fangzhou, and he has not drank since then.

Song Yang saw Song Rui holding a cup and sniffed it so hard that his saliva almost fell into the cup.

"Brother Rui, just drink a little during the Chinese New Year, just don't drink too much." Song Yang felt pity for his cousin, so he gave him a drinking ban.

Song Xi looked over and said: "You bastard! I tell you, you can only drink that one cup! If you drink too much, I will whip you!"

"Yeah! Yeah, yeah! Just drink a little! Just drink a little!" Song Rui kept nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice.

Song Xi rolled his eyes at him and ignored him. He turned around and went to drink with Fang Zhe and others.

Song Xi took a deep breath while holding it, and his intoxicated expression looked like he was on drugs.

"Tsk tsk!"

Song Xi took a sip of the wine in the glass and smacked it in his mouth. The wine swirled in his mouth several times before he was willing to swallow it.

At the beginning, Song Xi often looked back at Song Rui.

Seeing him smashing the bar there and taking a sip for a long time, I felt relieved.

After drinking too much, of course he forgot to take care of his son's business.

Song Rui took a few sips and felt that it was really not enough.

"Take a big sip and hold it in your mouth for a while."

Song Rui took a big sip, but it was so hard that he couldn't help but eat it!

"Oh my! What a pity! I didn't taste it even after drinking it!" Song Rui looked at the half-full glass of wine with a look of regret on his face.

At this time, Song Rui saw the wine bottle not far in front of him.

The wine is stored in a jade jug, and one jug can produce several glasses.

First put the wine from the wine jar into the jug, and then put the jug on the table so that guests can pour the wine.

Now the jug was in front of him, within reach.

"It should be fine if you add a little more! I'm not drunk at all now, and I won't get drunk even if I add a few more cups!"

Song Rui was struggling in his heart and secretly glanced at his father Song Xi, who was having a lively conversation with Fang Zhe and others.

He looked at Song Yang again. Song Yang was talking nonsense to Zhang Zhou, Qiu Jin, Wang Kai and other frontier generals.

At this moment, no one happened to notice Song Rui.

Song Rui held the wine glass in one hand, rubbed it with his hands, and finally stretched it out.

"Swipe!"

He took the wine jug, poured some on it, and immediately put it back.

He didn't top it up, he just added back the sip he accidentally took.

At this moment, his heart was beating fast, as if he had done something shameful and bad.

Song Rui forced himself to calm down and looked around, when his father Song Xi looked over again.

Seeing that Song Rui had a little more than half a glass in his wine glass, he didn't have any doubts. He glared at him and continued drinking with everyone.

Song Rui breathed a sigh of relief, feeling extremely happy in his heart.

There was even a slight sense of accomplishment rising from the bottom of my heart.

After quickly taking a sip of wine to calm down his shock, Song Rui let out a sigh of relief.

"As long as you don't drink too much, there won't be any problem! I can still drink a lot. Well, just three...no! Four drinks! That's right, just four drinks!"

Song Rui secretly decided to have four drinks to get over his alcohol addiction.

With an idea in his mind and his actions safe and sound, the boy became bolder.

He started to look around, and whenever no one had an idea, he would quickly fill in a bit.

After a while, I filled at least three or four cups.

Even the wine in the jug was drunk.

"Huh? Did you drink it so quickly? Did you just change the bottle?" The waiter would look at the wine bottle every once in a while.

When I picked it up just now, it was empty.

The waiter didn't pay much attention to it. If he could drink it, the wine was really nothing.

So he brought over a new pot.

Song Rui looked at the wine bottle, pink already rising on his face.

"Fill in more! Well! I didn't drink too much anyway! This little wine is nothing!"

Song Rui grabbed the wine bottle and poured it into his own glass. This time he filled it up directly.

"Gudonggudong!" After two big mouthfuls, half the cup was downed.

"Tsk tsk! What a great wine!"

Song Rui shook his head and said.

After saying that, he went to get the wine bottle.

The careful observation and careful movements just now are no longer there.

Song Rui started drinking heavily.

In the end, he asked the waiter for a drink directly.

When the waiter saw the Prince of Ganzhou pouring himself a drink, he didn't pay much attention.

He didn't know that Song Xi didn't let Song Rui drink.

Song Rui drank a pot and asked for another pot.

After a while, I was able to do three pots of water by myself.

"Come! Get the wine!"

Song Rui shook the empty wine bottle and said to the waiter.

"My lord! You have drunk a lot. Do you think..."

"Snapped!"

Song Rui slapped him in the face and roared angrily:

"You son of a bitch! I asked you to get the wine! There's so much nonsense!"

His voice immediately shocked everyone.

The restaurant, which was bustling just now, suddenly became silent.

"Bring the wine! Do you know who I am! I am the crown prince of Ganzhou! I am a relative of the royal family of Daqian! If you wait any longer, I will chop off your head!"

Song Rui didn't feel the atmosphere change at all, and still grabbed the waiter's collar and shouted.

Song Xi's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, this bastard had gotten himself into trouble again!

Song Xi stood up, walked to Song Rui, and picked up the wine bottle.

Although he grabbed it immediately and shouted with blurred eyes: "Who the hell are you! Steal my things! I..."

"Snapped!"

Song Xi threw the wine bottle on the ground so hard that it shattered into pieces.

"I? Who are you, I?"

"You little beast! I'll beat you to death!"

Song Xi took off his belt as he spoke.

Traveling in the Western Regions requires riding horses, and they use leather belts, which are different from the cloth belts in the Central Plains.

This kind of belt hurts... it hurts a lot!

"Snapped!"

Song Xi whipped him.

There was a crisp sound.

"Ouch!" Song Rui screamed in pain.

The drunkenness disappeared by three points.

After seeing the person holding the whip clearly, I was so frightened that I went away again.

"Father! Father, I was wrong..."

"Snapped!"

"You are right! I was wrong! You should not be allowed to drink!"

"Snapped!"

"Drink, drink, drink! Drink you to death!"

"Snapped!"

"Kill you little bastard for embarrassing me!"




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