"oops!"
Wu Yi broke free and straightened his collar, which had been pinched out of shape. "General, it's not just me who knows; all the soldiers who drank with us on the Lantern Festival know as well."
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Yan Qinghe rubbed his forehead. "What exactly happened?"
"I told you, General, you can't punish me."
"explain."
Then, Wu Yi vividly recounted the events of that day.
The Lantern Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, Double Ninth Festival, and Lunar New Year are four days in a year when one can openly drink alcohol.
Yan Qinghe's drinking capacity is no match for his military leadership.
It's just average.
Normally, no one in the military camp dared to force him to drink.
But the general himself insisted on drinking.
Yan Qinghe was in an indescribably good mood from the moment he received the reply during the New Year holiday.
It's rare to drink alcohol during the Lantern Festival.
At that time, there were only a few lieutenant generals and Wu Yi in his courtyard; there was no one else.
He didn't know why, but he drank two more glasses, just two.
He became drunk.
"You even recited poetry to the moon."
Wu Yi carefully observed Yan Qinghe's expression, coughed heavily, straightened his back, and imitated Yan Qinghe's tone.
"I wonder what year it is tonight in the celestial palace."
"On this beautiful night with a full moon..."
Wu Yi was at a loss for words.
"explain!"
On this beautiful night of blooming flowers and a full moon, two hearts are filled with love and joy...
"I..." Yan Qinghe stammered.
How could I be like this?
"Then you ordered me to take out paper and pen and write a letter to His Majesty."
“They read it aloud and wrote it down. It wasn’t just me; all the lieutenant generals heard it that day.”
Silence, a long silence.
Yan Qinghe's forehead veins bulged.
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