Quan Niu Sheng went out for a while and then hurried back.

His eyes were extremely calm, but the expression on his face was the most standard of flattery.

After coming back, he ordered the old housekeeper to start setting up a table in the yard for a banquet, and the girls also went to the kitchen to get busy.

Qin Jinyang was lying on the roof looking at the moon with Qiannv's wine in his mouth.

What a good wine.

It is worthy of being a royal wine. It is bright but not showy, hot but not burning in the throat. It is gentle when entering the throat, but has a slight friction feeling.

How to describe it!

Imagine that you have just received your salary and immediately go to the club for a massage. The technician's black silk rubs your arms, but you are not allowed to move your arms or legs without paying. It feels warm, cold, soft and astringent. At this moment, you forget to move your arms.

Brick's fatigue, if you take it a step further... it's very sweet.

"Hey...someone is coming!"

Soon, there was a loud noise outside the courtyard, and at the same time, there was a huge pressure of true energy, which was not concealed at all, and even had a feeling of deliberate release of deterrence.

It is the fourth grade breath.

Qin Jinyang activated the hiding formation and quietly hid his figure.

…

The moonlight was cold, and torches were erected around the yard, making it brightly lit.

The wine table is filled with meat and wine and dishes, and wine jars are everywhere. There is a sense of heroism that will never come back until you get drunk.

There are not many people in the Fifth Relocation Camp, but they are all elite.

Grade three is not unusual.

But it is rare to see a third-grade person who has experienced hundreds of battles, survived the baptism of the battlefield, and made meritorious deeds repeatedly.

Some third-level players are like canaries in a cage. The most brutal battle in a lifetime may be a fight that ends at the right moment.

In the eyes of those third-level people who have crawled through mountains of corpses and seas of blood, this kind of third-level person is a disability. If there is a life and death duel, they have a hundred ways to kill them.

In the Five Movement Camps, every third rank has military merit.

This is Xin Shanhan's personal guard.

Commander Xin Wenhe is Xin Shanhan's nephew.

Xin Wenhe's father died saving Xin Shanhan, so in Xin Shanhan's heart, his younger brother's son had a higher status than his own son.

Xin Wenhe also lived up to Xin Shanhan's expectations. He had been brave in martial arts since he was a child, and was good at fighting. He was already a fourth-level warrior at the age of less than 40, and his future prospects were limitless.

Seeing that the Zhongzhou imperial court is getting weaker and weaker, wars are raging everywhere, and the future is a stage for geniuses.

"Generals, the servants are polite!"

As soon as they entered the courtyard, a group of girls knelt down and worshiped. These girls were carefully selected by Quan Niu Sheng. Some of them had received customers in dirty places before, and some were poor women whose husbands had been sold to them several times.

Although they like to rely on their hands to eat, if their boss needs it, they will not hesitate to make fun of it.

Sure enough, the eyes of the barbarians in the Fifth Movement Camp were all shining brightly.

The girls from Zhongzhou have white and tender skin, are weak and boneless, and have always been the coveted targets of all countries during their wars. They are very different from the girls from the Central Plains. The women from their own country are simply burly cows, which makes people unappetizing.

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"Generals, please take a seat... The good news is that General Shanhan's wine will be brewed soon, and we can all breathe a sigh of relief."

"General, look, I'm not lying... As long as you complete General Shanhan's mission, the girl and the wine will all belong to you generals!"

Quan Niu Sheng called everyone to sit down. The third grade next to him was the murderer who killed his sister not long ago.

"Humph, if you're wise, I want that short girl to accompany me!"

Sanpin pointed at a girl.

He was still a little unhappy on his face. Damn it, he could have the girl all to himself, but now the most beautiful woman had to be left to the commander.

Infuriating.

This shopkeeper is dishonest.

"Okay, okay! Just follow General."

Quan Niu Sheng waved his hand and motioned for the girl to come over quickly.

"The slave family pays homage to the general!"

The short girl had a shy face and gently wrapped her arms around Sanpin. Due to the long-term wine brewing, her body exuded an intoxicating fragrance. She was soft and boneless, and full of charm.

The third-grade warrior smiled happily and laughed loudly.

The other third-grade men were also impatient to choose a girl, for fear that their favorite one would be snatched away.

When they were seated, all the other three people just raised and lowered their hands and touched them randomly, but no one ate or drank.

In fact, their throats have long been dry and itchy, but without orders from the commander, no one dares to mess with the food and drinks.

There is a saying that elites are elites.

Even if the wine, sex, and wealth are all in front of you, the discipline of the Fifth Movement Camp is still strict.

"Shopkeeper Quan, you eat some first!"

Xin Wenhe sat on the throne and commanded coldly.

His face was expressionless and his heart was extremely alert.

"Haha... Girls, what are you looking at? Eat quickly, drink quickly..."

Quan Niu Sheng was stunned for a moment and immediately asked the girls to eat first.

The so-called poison has absolutely no effect on girls without true energy.

…

"General, please drink first as a token of respect!"

The girls poured the wine and drank the next glass on their own, all in an open and frank manner.

"General, can you feed me some food?"

The girl continued to act coquettishly.

This allows Sanpin to choose the dishes to feed himself, it’s completely up to you.

If it is poisonous, then I will be the first to die.

Sure enough, the third graders of the Fifth Movement Camp grabbed their chopsticks and put the dishes into the girls' mouths.

The surrounding barbarian countries used to eat with their hands. Zhongzhou culture spread all over the world, and many small countries imitated it everywhere, so they were ashamed of eating with their hands.

People who can use chopsticks are considered nobles in these countries. Being able to read Zhongzhou characters, practice Zhongzhou etiquette, and use chopsticks when eating is also a status symbol.

The girls' expressions were calm as they ate.

Xin Wenhe's eyes were like lightning, and he kept observing the expressions of the girls.

They are all mortals with no rank. If they want to die together with their men, their expressions cannot be without fear.

very good!

These girls had calm expressions and were not afraid.

Quan Niu Sheng even picked up his wine bowl and toasted repeatedly.

Finally, he ran back to Xin Wenhe: "General, the villain knows that you are afraid of being poisoned by the villain. This is normal! Alas, but you have really wronged the villain."

"To be honest, what I want most now is that the generals will make breakthroughs one after another. It is best that our country, Dazai, captures the Imperial City of Zhongzhou tomorrow. Only in that way can I achieve great success."

"Now our whole family is General Shanhan's dog. Only when the owner gets it can the dog and the chicken ascend to heaven!"

Quan Niu Sheng poured a full bottle of wine for Xin Wenhe, grinning with his teeth bared, his face full of flattery and despicableness.

"Hmph, you are a smart person, but unfortunately, there are too few smart people in Zhongzhou!"

Xin Wenhe nodded and drank it all in one gulp.

In his heart, he looked down on dogs like Quan Niu Sheng.

Today he can betray Zhongzhou, but tomorrow he will betray Dazai.

But Qiannu Brewing still has value after all. If my second uncle wants to please the royal family, he still needs you.

Despicable Zhongzhou people.

…

Cups were pushed and cups were changed, and birds were singing and dancing, and the atmosphere was brought to its most lively climax.

Xin Wenhe held it in his lap at first, saying that he was a strong and strong man who disdained women, but as two weak and boneless girls sat on his lap, one on the left and one on the right, Xin Wenhe said that the girl tasted soft, no, girl

The skin is so big... Bah...

He was so excited that he even allowed the girl to pull out his beard for fun.
To be continued...