As soon as these words were spoken, the warm atmosphere suddenly cooled down.
The other envoys all stopped and looked at the Dayuan envoy in shock, their eyes full of admiration, as if they were looking at a warrior.
Brother, you are so brave!
This isn't the way to act crazy when drunk, is it?
Isn't this pure provocation?
Have you forgotten that earth-shattering blast?
As if recalling some horrible scene, the messengers couldn't help but shudder, and their relaxed heartstrings tightened again.
They mourned for the warrior in their hearts for a moment, and then sat away from him quietly, fearing that they would be implicated innocently.
The Dayuan envoy was completely unaware of everyone's avoidance behavior and the strange atmosphere on the scene.
"Our Dayuan wine is bright red in color and has a mellow taste..."
With his mind paralyzed by alcohol, he was still bragging about his country's wine, praising one and criticizing the other, as if he wanted to regain a sense of superiority.
Such an arrogant behavior naturally aroused the disgust of all the officials of the Qin Dynasty.
It’s not like Daqin doesn’t have wine, and I’ve tasted it before. It’s indeed delicious.
But Du Kang wine is not bad either. Everyone has their own preferences. Is it necessary to criticize it like this?
The straightforward military officer was so furious that he wanted to punch him twice on the spot.
Especially Meng Tian, his eyes were wide open and he stared fiercely at the Dayuan envoy.
Although he has been teaching the princess martial arts and has restrained his arrogance in the past two years, his temper is still violent and he has always been a proponent of war.
In his opinion, these small countries in the Western Regions were treated with courtesy by the Great Qin, and not only did they not show gratitude, but they were also provoking and offending them.
You really don't know what's good for you.
The civil servants were relatively calm and instead thought about this person's intentions and whether they represented the attitude of the King of Dayuan.
Ying Zheng sat high up at the top, and never showed any emotion at all despite the farce below, demonstrating the profound and unwavering demeanor of a king of a great country.
He looked down at the Dayuan envoy with an indifferent look in his eyes. His majestic voice was calm and without any emotion.
"Since this envoy feels that Du Kang wine is not strong enough, why not try our Great Qin's Ascension Wine?"
As the name suggests, Dengxian Wine makes you feel like you are floating in the sky and ascending to paradise after taking a sip.
Even a general with a great alcohol tolerance would become drunk and pass out after one glass of wine.
At Zhao Gao's instruction, the palace maid brought a white porcelain wine bottle and poured wine for the Dayuan envoy.
All the officials sat aside, ready to watch the show, with a gloating smile on their faces.
Someone also "kindly" reminded me.
"The Immortal Wine is extremely strong. An ordinary person would be knocked out after just one glass. The envoy must only take a small sip!"
"I can drink eight jugs of wine without getting drunk, so how can I get drunk with just one glass of water?"
The Dayuan envoy looked at the clear liquid in the wine cup, not caring at all, and shouted nonsense.
In order to show his generosity, he tilted his head back and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.
The next moment, the spicy wine flowed down, and the throat felt like it was on fire. When it flowed into the stomach, a burning sensation instantly arose.
In a few breaths, the Dayuan envoy turned as red as a boiled shrimp.
His vision began to blur and his head was spinning, but he still shouted with his last bit of strength.
"No, but...after...if..."
"Bang!"
A dull collision sound was heard, and the Dayuan envoy's head hit the table heavily, and his whole body collapsed on the chair, unconscious.
The several messengers beside him twitched their lips and complained inwardly.
His whole body was soft, but his mouth was still so hard.
The officials who were eating watermelons and watching the show felt so refreshed by the icy watermelons in their mouths.
The depression in Meng Tian's chest was also swept away at this time.
He strode over, patted the Dayuan envoy on the back, and laughed heartily.
"Isn't our Great Qin's immortal wine strong enough? Even if I don't get drunk after eight pots, I'll be drunk after just one cup, hahahaha!"
The humorous banter immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter.
For a moment, the banquet was filled with a happy atmosphere.
After the farce, everyone continued to clink glasses, chat and laugh, and get closer to each other.
"Keep on playing! Keep on drinking!"
"Come, come, envoys, please try our Guojiao Dengxian wine. Just a small drink."
"Hiha~ So satisfying!"
"I, Loulan, have long admired the might of the Great Qin. I offer a toast to Your Majesty!"
“…”
The place was full of joy, except for the Dayuan envoy who was fast asleep, his snoring deafening.
Poor boy didn’t know that from then on, he had a new nickname - "One Cup Down".
Because the envoys from the Western Regions took turns to toast him, Ying Zheng left the table very late.
Although he could drink quite a bit, he couldn't stop drinking one glass after another.
Therefore, when he returned to Qinian Palace, he looked drunk, his body was staggering and he needed someone to support him.
However, even though he was unconscious, Ying Zheng walked straight in, as if he had some obsession.
He waved away Zhao Gao's hand, stumbled into the inner room, pushed the door open with force, and then slammed it shut.
Zhao Gao, who was slapped by the door, said: ...
It is now midnight and the night is quiet.
Chu Yuening was lying on her side on the chaise longue, propping up her head and feeling drowsy. She was suddenly awakened by the sound of the door opening and immediately sat up.
Before she could go over to check the situation, she saw a tall figure rushing over and pressing her down on the couch.
The strong smell of alcohol hit my nose, and I could tell from the smell that I had drunk a lot of alcohol.
Chu Yuening frowned, held up his red handsome face, stared at his misty phoenix eyes, and scolded him softly.
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