Join us in fighting the Liao people! Only by fighting the Liao people can we have a good life.
The Ming Dynasty is already so corrupt, it's stuck in the mud. If it can climb out even a little bit, the people will feel that the Ming Dynasty can still be saved and there is still hope.
Then we forced others to take sides, and anyone who refused to join us was labeled a Liao spy.
"At that point, we'll force everyone to stand with us. Anyone who disagrees will become an enemy of the entire Ming Dynasty. With everyone united, the problem at the border will cease to be a problem."
Li Chang'an didn't continue, because the first person to use this trick was a certain art student who failed the college entrance exam. Unfortunately, once he started, there was no way to stop him.
After listening, Wang Zhongxian's eyes lit up; this was indeed a good idea.
"Ah, but the Liao people aren't so easy to defeat." After his initial excitement, Zhang Jiadi took a big gulp of wine.
"Now the Ming soldiers are terrified of the Liao people, and there are even rumors among the people that if the Liao people number less than 10,000, they are invincible." This battle will probably be difficult to win.
Zhang Jiadi drank his wine and muttered to himself.
His words also poured cold water on Wang Zhongxian's mind: "Yes, and the current Ming Dynasty, where can it afford to spend money to fight a war? It would be good enough if it could just hold on."
The two men started sighing and groaning, then picked up their glasses and downed them in one gulp.
Li Chang'an also accompanied them, and the three of them chatted as they talked.
Li Chang'an was an expert at drinking in his previous life; he had long since figured out the ins and outs of drinking at the table.
After a few drinks, he started boasting, occasionally composing a few lines of poetry, and expressing his views on the imperial court.
“Listen to me, listen to me, Eunuch Wang, oh no, I should call you Brother Wang, you are a few years older than me, you should call me Brother Wang.”
Li Chang'an raised his wine glass: "It's my fault, it's my fault. I said the wrong thing. Come, come, let me punish myself with a drink. I'll drink it, you can drink as you please."
And so, after a night of drinking, the three of them put their arms around each other's shoulders and started calling each other brothers.
With red eyes, Eunuch Wang insisted on going to find the yellow paper, determined to burn it with Li Chang'an, drink blood wine, and become sworn brothers.
Zhang Jiadi, who had the lowest alcohol tolerance, had already started vomiting by the window, muttering to himself.
Come on, you damned Liao people, come and fight me to the death!
Li Chang'an, however, was a seasoned drinker. Although his face was ruddy, he remained sober.
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