Just when Fang Yiai picked up the second bowl of wine, Nuerjiang had already drank five large bowls of wine in a hurry. Looking at Nuerjiang's appearance, Fang Yiai knew that as long as this boy continued to drink so hard,
Five or six bowls, I'm afraid the stamina of this wine will be up. But there is no need to be immoral, you should encourage him to drink hard. Not only will this kid be trampled under his feet, but he will also get fifty gold. Why not?
Not for.
Fang Yiai still walked slowly to the red line carrying the wine bowl. The difference from the first trip was that this time she was carrying two bowls.
Seeing that Fang Yiai had stacked three wine bowls on the wine jar in the distance, Nuerjiang was a little anxious and walked directly to the red line with the ten wine bowls he had finished drinking, wanting to stack the bowls on top.
Halfway through, I felt a little dizzy. I shook my head and staggered to the red line. I picked up an empty wine bowl and aimed hard at it. I found that I couldn't aim at the mouth of the wine jar.
, finally took aim, and threw the bowl out. There was a bang, and the bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
After Nurjiang smashed three or four bowls, Fang Yiai had already stacked the fifth bowl steadily and unhurriedly.
Looking at the five bowls on the Yiai wine jar in the house with dissatisfaction, Nurjiang was a little anxious. He even threw the bowls in his hand without even aiming them. All of them were broken without exception.
Already.
"Steady your mind!" Jieli Khan couldn't help but remind him loudly. He obviously understood that his son was a little anxious when he drank just now, and now he may be a little drunk.
Hearing Jie Li's voice, Nuer Jiang held the last empty bowl in his hand, closed his eyes and took two deep breaths, then opened his eyes, gestured back and forth with the wine bowl in his hand twice, and then threw it out decisively.
, the hard work paid off, and finally the bowl landed firmly on the wine jar.
However, before the smile on Nuerjiang's face could fully bloom, he discovered that the ninth bowl had been stacked steadily on Fang Yiai's wine jar. After Fang Yiai gave him an encouraging smile,
He calmly turned around and went to drink again.
Thinking of Fang Yiai's sarcastic encouraging smile just now, and looking at the nine wine bowls stacked steadily on Fang Yiai's wine jar, the smile that did not bloom on Nuerjiang's face disappeared and was replaced by
It was the combination of embarrassment and unwillingness to admit defeat. Shaking his somewhat dazed head, Nurjiang staggered back to the wine table.
This time, Fang Yiai did not carry the wine bowl while drinking and stack it on top as before. Instead, she stopped at the wine table and drank bowl after bowl. Just like Nurjiang just now,
With ten bowls piled up in front of him, he hugged them and staggered towards the red line.
Seeing that Fang Yiai had already walked away with a pile of bowls, Nuerjiang quickly swallowed a few mouthfuls and rushed forward with the five or six empty bowls in front of him. When he walked to Fang Yiai, he pointed one foot toward Fang Yiai.
Ai kicked the ankle he had just raised.
Just when a group of people looked at Fang Yiai worriedly, Fang Yiai seemed to be really drunk, and staggered back a step, just in time to avoid Nuer Jiang's kick.
Then, Fang Yiai's body swayed unsteadily from side to side, and suddenly she staggered forward two steps, kicking one foot of Nurjiang's leg before he could take it back!
The pain suddenly caused Nuerjiang to sway, causing his already unstable body to sit directly on the ground.
By the time Nuerjiang got up from the ground and wandered to the red line, Fang Yiai had already stacked two wine bowls firmly on the pile. At the same time, the broken bowls also exceeded zero and rushed directly to the second level.
Nuerjiang tried twice, but still couldn't stack it up. Instead, he almost smashed the one he originally stacked on top of the pile. Nuerjiang was unwilling to smash the wine jar on his own, and his hazy drunken eyes kept rumbling up and down.
With a sudden turn, the bowl in Nuerjiang's hand suddenly seemed to be accidentally knocked sideways, and it hit the pile of bowls that Fang Yiai had stacked!
When the discerning people around him took a look at it, they obviously knew that Nuerjiang was deliberately trying to knock down Fang Yiai's bowl.
With a "pop" sound, the bowl thrown by Nuerjiang directly hit the bowl that was still crooked by Fang Yiai. The two bowls kissed passionately in mid-air, and then they both fell to pieces on the spot!
Fang Yiai was very embarrassed and smiled apologetically at Nuerjiang.
Nuerjiang still refused to give up and smashed the two empty bowls left in his hand at Fang Yiai's bowls one after another.
Following two crisp sounds of "pop", the bowl thrown out by Nurjiang met the bowl that Fang Yiai was still leaning towards, and then they both went to hell together hand in hand.
Before Nuerjiang could figure out why Fang Yiai was still so timely, there was a third crisp sound. Looking in the direction of the sound, Nuerjiang's eyes suddenly became angry.
It was red, and it turned out that the bowl he had managed to get up was smashed by a dishonest bowl thrown by Fang Yiai. The fragments fell into the wine jar below, and Fang Yiai's bowl also fell into pieces.
It broke into several halves and fell to the ground along the side of the jar.
Now, no matter how stupid Nuerjiang was, he understood that this was the other party's way of treating others with their own way. At that moment, Nuerjiang, furious, attacked Fang Yiai's face directly, trying to
Take the opportunity to snatch the last empty bowl left in Fang Yiai's hand.
Fang Yiai refused to let him get what he wanted, so the two of them started fighting around a bowl with fists and kicks. However, both of them, smelling of alcohol, were careful not to cross the red line in front of them. Instead, they fought more and more towards the wine table.
Come closer.
Looking at the half-burned second stick of incense in front of him, Jie Li's face looked a little ugly, and then he looked at Fang Yiai, who was drinking heavily with his son, with unkind eyes. He felt sorry for this boy who had successively disgraced his father and son.
, Jieli Khan hated him to death!
Li Shimin seemed to have been paying attention to Fang Yiai's exciting competition, but the corner of his eye never relaxed for a moment and kept observing Jieli Khan's expression.
Nuerjiang, who was so drunk that he was paralyzed, drank a bowl of wine and threw it at Fang Yiai's bowl without even taking a look.
But nothing was missed and was intercepted in time by the wine bowl in Fang Yiai's hand!
The sound of ping ping ping ping ping and banging continued for nearly half the time of the incense stick. When Li Anyang shouted to stop, Fang Yiai and Nuer Jiang leaned on the wine table in a rare and honest manner.
"How many bowls of wine did each of them drink?" Li Anyang asked the two young eunuchs standing not far from Fang Yiai and Nuer Jiang.
"Back to the manager, Prince Nurjiang drank a total of thirty-four bowls of wine." A young eunuch said respectfully.
"Back to the manager, Mr. Fang Yiai drank a total of thirty-seven bowls of wine!" Another young eunuch said arrogantly, as excitedly as Yourong.
"In the pile of bowls on the wine jar, there are eleven empty bowls for Mr. Fang Yiai and zero for Prince Nurjiang. In addition to the number of previous drinks, I declare that Mr. Fang Yiai wins!" Li Anyang happily said
Said with a smile.
"Does Jieli Khan have any objection to this result?" Li Shimin turned his head and asked generously.
"I am very frightened. No one has any objections to this competition." Jieli Khan stood up in a hurry and raised his hand to Li Shimin.
He waved his hand for Jie Li to sit down, and then Li Shimin said to Li Anyang beside him, "The results of the competition have been reached, let everyone disperse."
Nuerjiang, who was drunk on the ground not far away, gestured with his fingers in the air for a long time, but couldn't find the person he was looking for. Finally, he put it to his lips helplessly and said, "I won't accept my loss to you this time!"
Next time, next time let’s compete in hunting! If we hunt, hum, I will definitely beat you!” After saying that, he took off his clothes and lowered himself to the bottom of the wine table.
Before Fang Yiai could decide whether to agree or not, Li Shimin opened his mouth and said, "Yes, if the young master is still not convinced after he sobers up, we can let them compete in a hunting competition in the suburbs in ten days!"
Yes, Li Shimin came to a conclusion directly, and Fang Yiai no longer struggled. He could only nod his head in accordance with Li Shimin's words.