"Hahaha! Okay! One cup it is!"
"Your Highness, please follow me!"
Immediately, Wu Li led Prince Jing and his entourage away.
Jin Ziyi couldn't wait any longer. Not only was he already starving from the aroma of the meat, but the sight of those fit and beautiful women was also enough to tempt him.
He sidled up to a barbarian and said with a smile, "Brother, you barbarians..."
Before he could finish speaking, the man turned and glanced at him, then crossed his arms and walked away, ignoring him completely.
Jin Ziyi then realized that this person was the barbarian named "Yan Cheng" who had threatened him earlier. Feeling embarrassed, he scratched his head and followed the crowd to the fire. Before long, he was holding a leg of lamb and eating it with his mouth full of oil.
Laughter gradually echoed in the night sky as the barbarians sang and danced, putting King Jing in a great mood.
After Wu Li handed him what was called "a cup" but was actually a large bowl of wine, Prince Jing drank it all in one gulp. A spicy sensation ran from his throat to his lungs, and his face turned red instantly.
But this "cup" was clearly just the beginning. Afterwards, Wu Li brought one barbarian after another to offer a toast, saying that this was a general or a clan elder. Underneath a bunch of messy titles were bowls of murky but fragrant wine.
After one cup, there's another two; after two cups, there's a third; and after the third cup, there's yet another three.
King Jing had lost count of how many cups he had drunk.
Although the matter of the rebels was still a heavy weight on his mind, after drinking and getting warm, he finally let go of his worries and felt completely at ease.
He was all smiles, his face glowing with health, and he was so drunk he felt like he was floating on clouds.
——
It was past midnight, but the fire was still burning brightly.
"Traitor...traitor, they must...must be killed..."
"Now...we're just waiting for your troops, Barbarian King. You'd better hurry, don't keep...we'll have to wait too long...hiccup...hahahaha."
King Jing, his face flushed, leaned back against Kim Ja-yi, who was lying drunk on the ground, snoring loudly.
At this moment, King Jing had droopy eyelids, hiccuping from drinking, and looked at Wu Li, whose face was blurred, with a half-smile. All that could be seen was a row of uneven yellow teeth showing in Wu Li's grinning mouth.
Although Wu Li had also drunk quite a bit, his face was only slightly flushed. Upon hearing King Jing's words, he nodded and smiled, saying:
"Your Highness, rest assured, everything is being arranged."
King Jing laughed heartily, struggling to lift his head to look around. He saw that most of the people he had brought were lying on the ground, slumped over, muttering incoherent nonsense. A few others were jumping and shouting wildly around the fire, clearly drunk and behaving recklessly.
Seeing this, Prince Qing shook his head vigorously, but instead of feeling better, the dizziness worsened. He felt as if he were floating in the air, sometimes soaring up and sometimes plummeting down.
"call--"
He was panting heavily, and with one hand supporting Jin Ziyi's limp body, he finally felt a sense of reality.
Wu Li sat on the ground, picked up a bowl of wine and drank it all in one gulp. After wiping his mouth, he looked at Prince Jing with a smile.
"Your Highness, do you find the wine brewed by my barbarian tribe to your liking?"
Although they were close, at this moment the voice seemed to drift from the horizon, ethereal and indistinct, like a delirium. King Jing, emboldened by the alcohol, shouted:
"What did you say? Speak louder!"
"Your Highness, how does the wine brewed by my barbarian tribe taste? How does it compare to the Imperial Jade Liquor of the court?" Wu Li asked, still smiling, raising his voice.
King Jing heard it clearly this time, but he just laughed foolishly:
"There's no comparison! The wine in the palace is smooth and doesn't make you dizzy, but your wine tastes like horse piss, spicy and bitter, hahaha!"
"It's fucking intense, so powerful!"
Wu Li seemed unconcerned about the derogatory term "horse urine," and laughed:
"I thought Your Highness had a good capacity for alcohol, but I never expected you to get so drunk after just a few cups of horse urine. Even the young boys of my barbarian tribe are stronger than Your Highness."
King Jing flew into a rage and slapped Jin Ziyi hard, making a loud cracking sound.
"If I were to drink the wine from the palace, I could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!"
"You barbarians think you can outdrink me?"
After saying those two sentences, he let out another hiccup, chuckled foolishly, and said, "Have you...have you ever drunk good wine?"
The clansmen behind Wu Li were glaring angrily, but King Jing, who was lying on Jin Ziyi with droopy eyelids, could not see clearly no matter what.
"Really? Then I hope we'll have the chance to taste the palace wine in the future, so we can enjoy it to our hearts' content." Wu Li still had a smile on his face.
"Wait... just wait!"
"Once...the rebels are wiped out, and that traitor Qin Ze's head...is cut off, then we can drink as much as we want...hahaha." King Jing could no longer hold on and turned to lie on Jin Ziyi, speaking incoherently.
Wu Li leaned close to King Jing and said:
"Your Highness, you previously said that after suppressing the rebels, you would hand over Beiliang to us and exempt us from taxes for ten years. Did His Majesty say that himself?"
King Jing waved his hand impatiently and said, "I've already told you."
"If Your Majesty doesn't speak, how can I... how can I lie?"
"Oh, that's good."
Wu Li stood up, but the smile on his face had disappeared, and his dark eyes became especially sharp.
"Quickly...quickly assemble the troops, tomorrow they will...follow me on the expedition..."
"Slaughter them all, leave no one alive! Hahaha!"
King Jing laughed loudly and waved his arms, but soon collapsed and began snoring in less than ten breaths.
"Your Highness?"
"Your Highness?"
There was no response, and Wu Li stopped shouting. He turned his head expressionlessly and said, "Take him away and give him some wine every now and then."
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