"Brother Song, this wine is very good. I am very satisfied with it after drinking it.
Besides, how can we, brothers, be so particular about each other?
As long as people can get together, even the worst wine will be sweet.
Come, come, let us brothers have another bowl of toast to the handsome man."
As Zhou Baoyu talked, without waiting for Song Qing to say anything else, he directly poured himself a bowl of wine, held it in his hand and gestured to the two of them.
"Commander, Brother Song, have a bowl."
Young Master Liu glanced at Song Qing, who was always smiling, and picked up the wine bowl and touched it with a half-smile.
"Done."
"Dry!"
"Hiccup~"
Liu Mingzhi burped lightly and placed the wine bowl in the middle of the stone table.
"Baoyu."
Zhou Baoyu immediately put down the bowl he had just picked up and looked at Young Master Liu with a depressed expression.
"Commander, I'm going to drink several large bowls of wine in a row. You have to let me eat something to satisfy my stomach."
Zhou Baoyu secretly made up his mind and tried not to answer Young Master Liu's words if he could.
As the saying goes, too much talk leads to mistakes.
You must always be vigilant.
Otherwise, those words might have swayed Mr. Liu.
Regarding other matters, I will definitely obey Liu Dashao's advice.
However, it is a life-long event related to my caring little cotton-padded jacket. If I can avoid it, I must find a way to avoid it.
Being a princess is not that easy!
The world only knows how glorious and respected it is to be the princess of the current prince.
But they don't know how much pressure they will endure once they become the prince's concubine.
He is a current marquis of the imperial court and one of the generals of the Six Guards of the New Army.
What he knows is far beyond what ordinary people can understand.
Liu Mingzhi looked at Zhou Baoyu's depressed expression, reached out and pushed the trays on the stone table forward.
"Eat, eat whatever you want."
"Thank you, Marshal."
"You're welcome, you eat yours, I'll tell you what's mine, young master."
Song Qing placed the dry tobacco bag that had just been stuffed with shredded tobacco on the table, and casually carried the wine jar aside.
"Pour some wine for my brother."
Zhou Baoyu's face froze, and he looked at the smiling Young Master Liu, and then at the cheerful Song Qing.
If he didn't understand what was going on at this point, he would really be a fool.
Now that things have happened, how could he not see that Song Qing, Young Master Liu and the others are obviously working together to set a trap for him!
Zhou Baoyu finished a piece of soy beef in three strokes, stared at Song Qing angrily, and breathed out the alcohol.
"Old Song, it belongs to your uncle.
I regard you as my brother, but you actually set a trap for me."
Song Qing was not angry when he heard Zhou Baoyu's curse words towards him. He still happily took out the fire stick and lit the shredded tobacco in the pot.
"Brother Baoyu, where do you start talking about this?
After our brothers met this time, I brought two jars of old wine that had been stored for many years to treat you to a drink, and I poured the wine for you myself.
Why did I do this? Don’t I treat you as a brother? Why did I set you up?”
Zhou Baoyu looked at Song Qing's innocent expression and rolled his eyes angrily.
"Old Song, I call you Brother Song to be polite to you.
You know how you tricked me, so don't you fucking try to trick me."
"Brother Baoyu, I really am not pretending to be stupid. We have to speak with our conscience!"
Zhou Baoyu chuckled a few times, stood up, took Song Qing's belt that was placed on the table, and pinched a handful of shredded tobacco directly from the tobacco bag.
"Hehehe, you can continue to pretend to me."
Young Master Liu looked at Zhou Baoyu who was filled with shredded tobacco, and he also took out his dry tobacco bag and handed it over.
"Give me some, too, young master."
Seeing this, Zhou Baoyu pinched out another pinch of tobacco and stuffed it into Young Master Liu's smoking pot.
Liu Dashao turned slightly sideways and lit the tobacco from Song Qing's smoking pot.
Young Master Liu took a long puff of dry tobacco and looked up at Zhou Baoyu who had also lit the tobacco.
"Baoyu, it's boring for us brothers to be like this.
I've already said this, why are you still acting like this?"
Zhou Baoyu turned sideways and blew out a puff of smoke, looking hesitantly at Young Master Liu.
"Commander, the general doesn't want this either.
But, it’s obviously you and Brother Song who set the trap for the general first, okay?”
Young Master Liu breathed a sigh of relief and reached out to pick up his wine bowl.
"Brother, Baoyu, let's not just talk and have another bowl."
"cheers."
"To the commander-in-chief."
Liu Mingzhi put down the wine bowl and looked at Zhou Baoyu calmly.
"Baoyu, tell me the truth.
Is this handsome drink really that bad?"
Although Mr. Liu was talking about wine, the three people present knew it clearly.
Young Master Liu was only talking about wine on the surface, but in fact he was talking about the life-long events of Liu Chengqian and Zhou Tong'er, a pair of young enemies.
When Zhou Baoyu heard Mr. Liu's inquiry, he remained silent for a long time with a complicated look on his face, then sighed with a wry smile.
"Commander, you deceived the general's only daughter away after just one drink.
You also have a daughter, and you are also a father.
Tell me yourself, do you think this drink is delicious in your heart?"
Song Qing placed the bottomed wine jar under the stone table, picked up the wine he had brought and poured three large bowls of wine into it.
"Brother Baoyu, as the saying goes, men should be married when they are young, and women should be married when they are young.
Your girl Tong and this boy Cheng Qian are about the same age, and they are a perfect match.
This is a rare marriage!"
Zhou Baoyu picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, then looked at Song Qing with a strange look in his eyes.
"Brother Song, isn't your second girl's age similar to that of Cheng Qian?
Moreover, to say that they are well-matched, looking at the whole world, there is no girl from any family who can be more matched with your family than the handsome man's family.
Your second girl and this boy Cheng Qian are also a rare marriage!
Such a good opportunity, Brother Song, why don’t you drink this meal?”
Song Qing, who was smoking a dry cigarette, almost lost his breath when he heard Zhou Baoyu's words. He was choked by the smoke and coughed repeatedly.
To be continued...