"Three cups is three cups! Drink!"
Three glasses of wine went into his stomach at once, and Mr. Liu slapped his thigh heavily.
"Since you give me your full support, old man, I have nothing to hesitate about.
In this battle on the northern border, Dalong and Tsarist Russia are destined to be in an irreconcilable situation. It is impossible to maintain peace!
If you want to negotiate, you can! The prerequisite is that the Emperor of Tsarist Russia comes to us in person to apologize.
Otherwise, there is no possibility of any moderation.
We can talk about anything, but when it comes to national borders, I will not give in an inch of territory.
If peace cannot be negotiated, then fight.
Besides, I will always believe that peace is not something to beg, but to be fought for.
As long as this young master lives, I, the dragon, will not fear any battle or any opponent.
If we don't fight, that's fine. Since we want to fight, I, the young master, will fight for the descendants of Dalong and the people of Li to bring peace to it for two hundred years.
Create a peaceful and prosperous age, create a prosperous world!"
"Good! Great good!
When the sky is clear, drink!"
"drink!"
In the main hall, a group of female family members sitting around eating dinner heard the impassioned words of Young Master Liu in the pavilion, and turned their eyes one after another.
Beauties like Qi Yun looked at the high-spirited gesture of husband Liu Mingzhi, holding up a wine glass and scolding Fang Qiu, pointing Jiangshan in the pavilion shrouded in heavy snow. Their eyes were full of love and happiness.
After a long time, everyone was full of wine and food, and there were only leftovers in the pavilion, and no one was there long ago.
A figure wearing a large cloak and holding a lantern walked alone on the long street, heading towards Xing'anfang.
In Li's house, amidst Tao Ying's struggle to resist and welcome, a hint of spring gradually began to appear in the snowy capital.
Chapter completed!