If this girl Yue'er is allowed to continue developing like this.
After some time, not to mention it was just her good second brother Liu Chengzhi, the current second prince who was favored by all the civil and military officials of the dynasty.
Even if all her brothers and sisters were put together, they might not be able to match her in terms of military prestige.
As soon as this thought came out, Song Qing's heart instantly became hesitant.
He knew very well in his heart what would happen in the end when a person's prestige in the military was too high.
Let alone talking about it from afar, let’s just talk about my third brother Liu Mingzhi, who is a living example.
After all, I watched my third brother Liu Mingzhi come step by step and reach where he is today step by step.
Of course, if a person has a high prestige in the military and can be sincerely supported by the soldiers, it must be a bad thing.
The key question is to see what kind of identity this person has.
For example, my third brother, who is the king of a country as a dragon.
As the king of a country, he has a high prestige in the military, which is naturally a good thing for the court.
However, if it were someone else.
Whether this is a good thing or a bad thing, that’s a matter of two minds.
After Song Qing silently took a sip of the wine from the wine bowl, he glanced at Mr. Liu who was slicing the roasted leg of lamb with a complicated look, pretending to be inadvertent, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
Third brother, third brother, what are you thinking about the future?
Are you really not worried at all that this girl Yue'er's prestige in the eyes of the army officers is too high?
Are you really not worried at all? If Yue'er's prestige in the military becomes too high in the future, will it cause trouble and influence to Chengzhi and his brothers?
Among their brothers, sisters and others, which one is your satisfactory successor?
While Song Qing was thinking to himself in a complicated way, the little cutie lifted the wine jar and refilled a bowl of wine for herself, then she smiled and raised the wine bowl in front of Song Qing to signal.
"Hee hee hee, uncle, come on, come on, Yue'er proposes a bowl of wine."
Hearing the little cutie's words, Song Qing suddenly came back to his senses, happily holding his own wine bowl and touching the cutie's wine bowl directly.
"Okay, okay, let's drink together, let's drink together."
As soon as Song Qing finished speaking, he was about to take the wine bowl towards his mouth, but the little cutie quickly stretched out his slender hand and stopped him.
"Hey, hey, uncle, stop, stop, stop."
Song Qing swept the little cutie's jade hand that was blocking his wine bowl, and immediately looked at the cutie in confusion.
"Yue'er, what's wrong?"
Seeing Song Qing's unclear reaction, the little cutie first raised her wine bowl to signal, then directly lifted the wine jar she had just put down, and handed it to Song Qing with a smile.
"Uncle, take a look for yourself. Yue'er's wine bowl is full of wine, but there is only half a bowl of wine left in your wine bowl.
If the two of us drink like this, Yue'er and I will suffer a lot.
Come on, come on, put down the wine bowl, Yue'er will also fill it up for you."
After listening to the little cutie's answer, Song Qing lowered his head and casually glanced at the drinks in his two bowls. He immediately raised his hand and pointed at the cutie a few times, dumbfounded.
"Yue'er, you, you, you stinky girl, you don't bring anything to eat at all!"
As Song Qing spoke, he happily sent the wine bowl to the little cutie's hand.
"Hehehe, stinky girl, uncle, I won't take advantage of you, please give it to me."
When the little cutie saw this, she immediately smiled and then poured wine for Song Qing from the wine jar while responding to his words in a carefree manner.
"Hehehe, uncle, if this is on top of other things, Yue'er and I will only suffer a little loss.
However, as the saying goes, there are no fathers and sons in the wine shop.
We are drinking, of course Yue'er cannot suffer any loss."
As soon as the little cutie finished speaking, she put down the wine jar in her hand.
"Uncle, Yue'er goes first as a courtesy."
"Hahaha, drink together, drink together."
After the little cutie drank a large bowl of wine in one go, she looked at Song Qing with a smile and gestured at the empty wine bowl in her hand.
"Uncle, hey, drink up."
Seeing the little cutie's actions, Song Qing burst out laughing and poured his own wine bowl.
"Yue'er, you have a good capacity for drinking. You really have a good capacity for drinking."
"Hehehe, it's necessary."
Liu Mingzhi looked at the little cutie with a proud look on his face, chuckled and shook his head, then reached out and handed over a piece of roast lamb that had just been sliced.
"Stinky girl, just show off, drink less wine and eat more."
The little cutie looked at the roast lamb in Young Master Liu's hand, took the lamb with a smile, stuffed it into the cherry mouth and started eating.
"Hmm, it's delicious, thank you dad."
Young Master Liu looked at the cute little girl with a smile on his face, rolled his eyes pretending to be unhappy, and once again leaned forward with the knife and cut off a piece of mutton from the leg of the roasted lamb on the fire.
Then, he took the mutton and dipped it in the seasoning two or three times before passing it to the little cutie.
"Smelly girl, this is the last slice I will give you for your father's sake. If you want to eat it again, you can do it yourself."
Hearing what Young Master Liu said, the little cutie turned to look at the roasted whole lamb sizzling with grease on the fire next to her, and pursed her lips reluctantly.
"Oh, stinky daddy, the fire is so big, if you let Yue'er and I do it myself, aren't you afraid that my hands will be burned?"
Young Master Liu saw the little cutie's reaction and sneered a few times with a smile.
"Hahaha, you're afraid of getting burned, so don't eat it.
There are so many dishes in front of us, you don’t necessarily have to eat roasted whole lamb, right?”
The little cutie's pretty face froze, and she snorted angrily when she saw that her stinky father had put down the knife in his hand and picked up his rice bowl.
"Humph! I'll do it by myself. I'll do it by myself."
After Liu Mingzhi took a few mouthfuls of rice, he looked at some of the dishes in front of him, smiled lightly, and turned to look at the two people not far away who were drinking with each other.
"Meng Gang, Ding Changshun."
Hearing Young Master Liu's greeting, the two generals hurriedly put down their wine bowls and turned to look at Young Master Liu.
"The general is here, Commander-in-Chief?"
"You two, come here."
"yes."
The two soldiers quickly stood up and trotted to Young Master Liu's side and gave him a fist.
"Commander, what are your orders?"
Liu Mingzhi put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand, reached out and pulled off two chicken legs from a roast chicken, and handed them to the two of them respectively.
"Now, you can eat these two chicken legs."
"Ah? What?"
"Commander, what are you doing?"
"I said, have you eaten these two chicken legs?"
Meng Gang and the others reacted and waved their hands quickly.
"Commander, no, no, no, no, this won't work."
"Yes, yes, no, no, no, this is your dish, Commander. How can the two brothers eat it?"
"What's going on, do you two dislike the fact that I'm salivating on you?
I've seen clearly what a fool you two are, I only put a chopstick of chicken breast on top of this whole roasted chicken, and I didn't touch the rest of it at all."
"Hey, Marshal, I definitely don't mean this.
Commander, don't say that you didn't eat even one bite. Even if you ate half of the drumstick and then gave it to me, I won't dislike you, general.
To be continued...