Chapter 949: Strength resolves embarrassment
The wine is in full swing and the mood is getting better.
Yan Shifan glanced around the crowd with one eye, picked up a toothpick, and while picking his teeth, he breathed out the smell of alcohol and said to the crowd with a smile, "Haha. Being happy alone is not as good as being happy with everyone, Yan There is also a jar of Jinhua aged wine in the house, which has been stored for exactly a hundred years, and I tasted it with you."
After hearing this, everyone praised Yan Shifan.
Jinhua wine is recognized as the first of the seven famous wines of the dynasty. Its color is like gold, its taste is sweet and its nature is mellow. It makes people feel disgusted when they eat it. After ten cups, the water on the bottom of the tongue is unbearable. Even if you are drunk, you will not get drunk, your mouth will not dry, and you will not have diarrhea.
There is a saying that the best Jinhua wine has a jar of wine and a jar of gold.
Not to mention the century-old Jinhua wine! The value is immeasurable.
In such an ordinary small gathering, with such a table of water and land delicacies, and such a jar of century-old Jinhua wine, Zhu Ping'an had many thoughts about Yan Shifan's extravagant and extravagant life. Got to know each other.
"Pa."
After Yan Shifan smiled, he reached out and gave a high-five, and then saw more than ten stunning beauties coming in from the door, lined up in a fan shape, walking meanderingly, Each beauty holds a small white jade wine flask in her hand.
Compared with the dozen beauties who had just been served, these ten beauties were three-thirds more beautiful, and their clothes were more simple and transparent, not much different from those without any clothes.
A breeze blew from the door, blowing over the girl walking meanderingly, bringing with it an intoxicating aroma of wine.
"Hahaha, this hundred-year-old Jinhua wine must be made in a jade cup, otherwise the wine will be spoiled."
Yan Shifan said with a smile.
Jade cup? !
When Zhu Pingan heard this, his heart trembled. Could the jade cup be the kind of jade cup recorded in history? !
Definitely.
Zhu Pingan glanced around and saw the pig-brother-like expressions of Luo Wenlong and other people who came over, and he was convinced.
The so-called jade cup, also known as the fragrant mouth cup, uses the beauty's small cherry mouth as a wine glass. This is a toasting method invented by Yan Shifan. When the beauty toasts, she does not use a wine glass, but takes a sip of wine with her cherry mouth, and then feeds the wine to the guests mouth to mouth. These beauties were carefully selected by Yan Shifan. The beauties would bathe in fine wine once a day, so they all smelled of wine.
The beauty walked meanderingly to the banquet. A beauty stood behind a guest, no more, no less.
"The jade cup has arrived, haha, please use it slowly."
Yan Shifan chuckled, then stretched out his hand and nodded Zhang Juzheng, "Let's start with Uncle this time."
As soon as Yan Shifan finished speaking, Mei Mei stood next to Zhang Juzheng. The man then chuckled and threw himself into Zhang Juzheng's arms at lightning speed. One slender hand tightly hooked Zhang Juzheng's neck, the other slender hand held the wine bottle, and he drank with his cherry mouth. He took a sip of wine and then put his lips to Zhang Juzheng's lips.
“Wait a minute.”
Zhang Juzheng stretched out his hand to block the beauty Ertan’s mouth, and said with a smile, “In the past, Guan Gong warmed up the wine and killed Hua Xiong.
"Oh, how can I follow suit?" Yan Shifan narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.
"Ju Zheng is not talented, so I will try to compose a poem. If Ju Zheng completes the poem, and the warm wine in the mouth of beautiful Eryu is still there, then Ju Zheng will eat it." Zhang Juzheng said with a slight smile.
"Yes."
Yan Shifan chuckled and said yes. He had seen through Zhang Juzheng's cleverness. Zhang Juzheng wanted to write an unusual poem, and he wanted to use it to impress the beauty. He laughed and drank, but Yan Shifan didn't take it seriously.
Yan Shifan has confidence in the trained maid.
Not to mention limericks, even hilarious jokes, these toasting maids will never laugh out loud during the toast.
"Li Bai wrote hundreds of poems about drinking wine. Juzheng drank wine and had no sleep at home. It's not Juzheng who doesn't drink, just because the tigress is roaring at home."
Zhang Juzheng thought for a moment about counting the breaths. Then he laughed at himself and recited a limerick with a wry smile.
Li Bai can write hundreds of poems with a glass of wine. I, Zhang Juzheng, can become homeless after just one glass of wine. It’s not that I don’t drink, but that there is a tigress in my family.
Zhang Ju Zheng's writing is good, but he doesn't hesitate to laugh at himself. There are still some laughs in this limerick, but
However, there are no eggs.
After Zhang Juzheng's limerick, everyone here was amused. Yan Shifan also smiled slightly, but the beauty sitting in Zhang Juzheng's arms was unmoved and winked at Zhang Juzheng. His eyes narrowed and he closed his cherry mouth.
Zhang Juzheng was caught off guard and was toasted in this way. He was at a loss and his face was flushed. After drinking, he coughed in embarrassment.
"Lord Keke is so handsome and writes good poems. Jiaojiao also wants to toast you. As for the tigress in your house, Keke, just let her eat Jiaojiao."
The beauty in Zhang Juzheng's arms couldn't stop smiling. She raised the jug again with her slender hands, as if she wanted to toast.
Zhang Juzheng, who had not yet recovered from the first glass of wine, was shocked when the beauty in his arms said that he wanted to drink another toast, and he started coughing again.
"I lied to you. Look how excited I am. I can only toast you one cup at a time. After all the other adults have used it, Jiaojiao can toast you again." The beauty in Zhang Juzheng's arms was very playful. He covered his little mouth and giggled.
Zhang Juzheng is suave and charming, and he is also very good at seducing women. However, he has not achieved fame yet. When he is outside, Zhang Juzheng pays special attention to his personal image and tries to draw a clear line between sensuality and lust. Of course, when he returned home, it was a matter of debate. After all, Zhang Juzheng had already taken in three concubines so far.
Yan Mansion is a concentration camp for sensual dogs and horses.
The reason why Zhang Juzheng did not refuse Yan Shifan’s invitation to a banquet was, on the one hand, because Yan Shifan was too powerful to refuse, and getting close to Yan Shifan was part of his plan; on the other hand, he did not want to leave anyone behind. A reputation that is untainted by mud.
However, the beauty in her arms is so cute and cute, and her appearance is so good, plus she is secretly making flirtatious moves.
Zhang Juzheng’s food-eating nature was suddenly aroused.
Zhang Juzheng was a little distracted by the flirtation, and stretched out his hand out of nowhere.
"Ahem."
At this moment, Yan Shifan coughed in the seat.
The beauty in Zhang Juzheng's arms stopped suddenly, giggled and jumped out of Zhang Juzheng's arms in an instant.
Due to the sudden departure, Zhang Juzheng still held the hem of the beauty's skirt in his hand, and it pulled up quite a bit.
"Sir, please return the delicate skirt to me."
The beauty shyly covered her thin skirt with her hands, and blinked at Zhang Juzheng innocently with her eyes. Frequently, she pouted her little mouth and said softly.
Hahaha.
Seeing this, there was a burst of laughter at the banquet.
Faced with the laughter of the crowd, Zhang Juzheng remained calm. The embarrassment disappeared for a moment, and he calmly let go of his hand. He said half in defense and half in self-deprecation: "This girl is quite similar to Juzheng Xinna's concubine. , Juzheng was in a trance for a moment."
A word of strength can resolve the embarrassment. (End of this chapter)