The soldier who Yeluhu had just given some instructions to at the bottom of the city came in mysteriously and saluted the two of them respectively.
The Queen waved her hand gently: "Get up, there is no need to worry about these false courtesy on the battlefield."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Yeluhu looked at the hunched soldier: "Yelümo, have you succeeded?"
Yelv Mo chuckled twice, took out a jar from under his bulging armor and placed it on the table: "General, this is the smallest jar among them. It seems to contain some liquid. It feels like
Drinks.”
Yeluhu held up the wine jar and looked at it, shaking his hands a few times: "It does look like wine. Could it be that it is filled with wine?"
"Your Majesty, General, you will know what it is after you open it and take a look."
"Yes, Your Majesty, please step back."
The Queen took two steps away from the wine jar without hesitation and looked at the wine jar in Yeluhu's hand with great interest.
Yeluhu took out the saber from his waist and gently opened the cover on the wine jar.
With a bang, the cover fell to the ground, and a strong smell of wine came out, but there was also a smell different from that of wine.
Yeluhu put it under his nose and sniffed it: "Your Majesty, it is really wine. Why did the dragon messenger prepare so much wine and put it on the city wall to reward the three armies in advance? He is so sure of this battle.
Will it definitely win?"
The Queen pondered for a while. Based on his understanding of Liu Mingzhi, Liu Mingzhi was definitely not this kind of person. He would definitely have his intentions in preparing something.
Gently walking to the wine jar, the Queen's white and tender jade fingers slowly dipped a trace of the wine in the wine jar and put it under Qiong's nose to smell it. It was indeed the smell of wine.
The Queen bent down and looked at the wine jar, and saw that the wine in the wine jar was not turbid at all, it was crystal clear, with no trace of wine yeast, just like clear water.
The Queen took the teacup on the side and poured a glass of wine from the wine jar, then slowly put it under her lips.
"Your Majesty, not allowed."
Yeluhu hurriedly blocked the Queen's move: "Your Majesty, you are worth a thousand gold. This wine is unknown. If the wine is poisonous, I will be responsible for my death."
The Queen was stunned, then put down the cup hesitantly, took out a silver hairpin from her arms and inserted it into the cup. After a while, the silver hairpin did not change at all.
Still as bright and dazzling as before.
"It shouldn't be poisonous."
"Your Majesty, you'd better find someone to give it a try, otherwise I'll never be at ease."
"Your Majesty, General, come Yelvmo."
The Queen hesitated and nodded: "If there is anything wrong, spit it out immediately."
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. Even if I die, I will be willing to do so."
Yeluhu looked at the Queen respectfully, raised the drink in his tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.
As soon as the drink entered his mouth, Yelv Mo's face immediately turned red. He held his throat and looked ugly, unable to speak. He was holding back a bit ugly.
"It's really poisonous."
Yeluhu looked at Yelvmo angrily and gritted his teeth as he spoke.
The Queen also had a look of shock on her eyebrows, looking at the extremely clear wine in the wine jar in disbelief.
Yeluhu struggled and grabbed the teapot on the side. Regardless of whether it was rude or not, he immediately poured it into his mouth.
After drinking a pot of tea without leaking, Yelumo's expression returned to a trace of normal, but it still had an abnormal rosiness.
"The strong wine is so heart-burning that my throat is almost burning."
Yeluhu put his hands on the table and breathlessly said something that surprised the two of them.
"Yelümo, is this wine not poisonous?"
General Yeluhu watched with surprise as Yelvmo gradually returned to normal.
"General, the drink is not poisonous, it just burns your throat a bit. It's too strong."
If Liu Mingzhi knew about Yelumo's reckless behavior, he would definitely be furious. Why don't you burn this guy to death? What he's talking about is refined alcohol, alcohol, alcohol.
I said important things three times, but Young Master Liu just didn’t know.
Although the alcohol extracted with simple tools is not as good as the industrial alcohol of later generations, it is definitely not drinkable. If you really drink a few cups without the sense of taste, you will die.
Yeluhu looked at Yelvmo suspiciously: "The general knows that strong wine burns the heart, but how strong the wine can make a person's face turn red and ugly. Are you choking?"
"No, General, it's really strong alcohol. If you drink it, it will burn your throat. Now, General, your stomach will be burning, like a fire."
Yeluhu poured himself a glass without believing anything evil: "Your Majesty, I'm rude."
After saying that, he drank the drink in his hand.
As expected, Yeluhu's old face looked like a juggler, with all kinds of speechless expressions appearing on his face.
"Book Shu Shui"
However, Yelu Mo had already drank all the tea, and Yelu Hu could only hold back the feeling of heartburn with his fists clenched.
The Queen frowned slightly, raised her wrist and slapped Yeluhu on the back of the heart.
Yeluhu looked embarrassed, spit out a mouthful of wine, slapped it on the table and gasped.
There was a lump in his mouth and he didn't even bother to wipe it off.
Yelv Mo couldn't help but laugh at the embarrassed general. He didn't know what to say. I told you clearly that this wine is very strong. What can I do if you don't listen to me?
The queen gently fanned the air to smell the unpleasant smell, and looked at General Yeluhu, a little expert in committing suicide, with her eyebrows arched twice.
But I couldn't help but feel happy in my heart. Fortunately, I didn't drink that glass of wine, otherwise the king's face would have been completely lost.
Yeluhu, a little expert who committed suicide, unintentionally protected the queen's face.
"Your Majesty, I'm sorry. I'll report to you later on the battle situation."
Yeluhu pulled Yelu down the tower without looking back. He urgently needed a cool water to relieve the heartburn in his chest.
The Queen sighed and looked at the drinks on the table curiously.
Niu Ma Pour Yeluhu drank half the jar without changing his expression, but one glass of this wine will kill you. Isn't that an exaggeration?
Curiosity can kill the cat.
The Queen bit her cherry lips a few times and stretched out her bright wrist to touch a clean cup.
Although the Queen is a woman, she is also a good drinker. This can be seen when she extorted the inventory of Master Liu's restaurant in Jiangnan and only drank wine of the same vintage.
It can be seen that he is also a kind of fairy in wine.
The clear sound of wine being poured into the glass came from the attic.
Another little expert who doesn't listen to advice was born.
puff
A bright splash of water splashed out from the pavilion of the city tower. Under the reflection of the sunset, it was clear and attractive, extremely bright, and slowly fell down.
Then a clear coughing sound came from the tower.
"Brother, is it raining this time?"
Young Master Liu looked up blankly. The sky was clear and the sunset was so beautiful. There was no sign of rain.
Young Master Liu gently licked the water that flowed down his forehead and into the corner of his mouth. Young Master Liu was a little stunned: "Wine? Brother, will wine be poured from the sky?"
Song Qing was a little stunned when he saw the drink on Young Master Liu's face, and looked at him: "There is no way to drink wine in the sky, but there will be people pouring wine on the tower."
Hearing this, Mr. Liu couldn't help but smack the corner of his mouth a few times, and licked all the wine on his face into his mouth: "Spill the wine? Don't tell me, this wine is quite strong, a little sweet, and has a fragrant feeling. It tastes great.
Yes, it’s a good wine, but the taste feels a bit familiar?”
Song Qing looked at Young Master Liu helplessly: "Does it taste good?"
"It's okay." Young Master Liu suddenly raised his head: "Throwing wine? Damn it, that unqualified high-altitude projectile?"