Tang: Opening Fusion Huo Qubing
33 A thousand cups of wine without drunkenness

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Facing the toasts of all the big shots of the Great Tang…

Han Qiu's heart was also surging with emotions and lofty sentiments!

"As a soldier, I should wrap my body in a horse's leather and protect my country!”

"I don't dare to take credit for what I did."

"I'll drink first!"

He raised his glass and downed it in one gulp!

"There are no ministers or ministers tonight. Everyone, relax and eat to your heart's content!”Li Er said happily.

The eyes of many officials who had not spoken to Han Qiu on the official road immediately lit up.

The opportunity to lick the Marquis Champion's boots had arrived!

"I'm Dr. Yan Kuan, the Imperial Scholar. I've heard that the Marquis Champion is unrivaled and has an extraordinary aura.”

"Allow me to toast you to show my respect!”

After saying that, that person directly downed the wine glass in his hand.

"Thank you, Lord Yan."

Han Qiu did not put on airs and also downed the wine in her hand.

Although Han Qiu did not know who the other party was.

There was a beginning.

The officials at the back all rushed forward one after another, fighting to be the first to start toasting Han Qiu.

The scene.

That was called fervent!

"Hey, hey, hey! Why did you cut in line? I was clearly here first!"

"I can stand wherever I want! It's none of your business!"

"Vulgar! Why are you so unreasonable!"

"Reason? My fists are the truth!"

As he spoke.

The two of them almost started fighting!

At this moment, Han Qiu was like a hot cake. Everyone was fighting to squeeze their way up.

Han Qiu was surrounded so tightly that not even water could seep through!

Han Qiu's glass of wine continued to pour.

It couldn't be stopped at all!

Finally!

Han Qiu drank all the ministers who came over to toast, and her head was a little dizzy.

It seemed that…

Being too famous was not a good thing!

"Nephew! It's a massive amount!"

"Is it alright?"

Cheng Yaojin asked with a smile after the officials who were toasting had dispersed. He carried a pot of wine and sat down in front of Han Qiu.

"Uncle Cheng, a man can never say no!”

"Come! Continue drinking!"

"Use the pot directly!"

"Fuck!"

When Han Qiu fused with Li Bai's Heroic Soul, she was also influenced by his alcoholic personality.

He would not reject any wine!

He put down the cup in his hand, picked up the wine pot on the table, and started drinking with Cheng Yaojin.

"Good!"

"As expected of our Great Tang's Marquis Champion!”

"How heroic!"

"I, Old Cheng, will accompany you to the end!"

"Fuck!"

The two of them clinked their wine jugs and immediately raised their heads to drink!

Very heroic!

Han Qiu, who had fused with the heroic souls of Huo Qubing, Xiang Yu, Li Cunxiao, and the other famous historical generals.

His physical fitness was already very abnormal.

When he finished a pot, Cheng Yaojin had only finished half of it!

"Fatty Cheng, you can't do this!"

"The Marquis Champion took such a long time to finish his jug of wine. How embarrassing!”

The black-faced Yuchi Gong mocked Cheng Yaojin.

"Hu hu hu-"

Cheng Yaojin took a few deep breaths.

This bastard!

Too monstrous!

He had already drunk so much wine, but he still drank so quickly!

And it looked like Yazi was completely fine!

"Humph! You, the old hag, are making sarcastic remarks here. If you can do it, go ahead!”Cheng Yaojin said angrily.

"Fine! I'm not afraid of you!"

Yuchi Gong walked to Han Qiu's side and raised the wine pot.

"Marquis Champion, I, Old Hei, truly admire you!”

"Not only is his courage outstanding, but his martial arts are also unparalleled.”

"Fenglang Juxu is truly the role model for us generals!”

"I'll drink this pot of wine!"

"Fuck!"

Han Qiu didn't waste any words. She picked up the eunuch's new pot of wine and gulped it down!

The wine spilled on his face, wetting his hair and clothes.

He looked a little unrestrained!

Bang!

Han Qiu placed the empty wine pot heavily on the table.

"Hahaha! Old Black Yuchi, you can't do it either!”

The moment Han Qiu finished her drink, Cheng Yaojin's gloating laughter rang out.

"Sigh! The Marquis Champion's heroic spirit soared to the sky! I'm convinced!"

After a long while, Yuchi Gong finished the jug of wine, his face flushed red.

His eyes were filled with admiration!

Following that, Qin Qiong, Shi Danai, Niu Jinda, and some other generals who had a good relationship with Li Jing and were from the same Wagang region came over to toast Han Qiu.

Each of them had a pot!

Han Qiu was fearless!

Everyone kept shouting that Han Qiu was the Immortal of Wine!

How could he drink more than a thousand cups?!

"I've heard that the Marquis Champion is not only peerless in martial arts, but also in the art of war.”

"The River is Red, Youzhou Ci (Liangzhou Ci), and A Man's Journey are all masterpieces!”

"In such a situation, why not compose a poem to help the wine?”

Kong Yingda said.

Compared to those generals, he was more interested in Han Qiu's poems.

"Hahaha ~~"

"Don't mention one song!"

" What's so difficult about ten?!"

Han Qiuhao said proudly.

At this moment, he was already a little drunk!

However!

So what?

He was possessed by the immortal poet Li Bai!

However…

Others did not think so.

They just thought that Han Qiu had drunk too much!

As a descendant of Confucius, Kong Yingda's knowledge went without saying.

It was already not bad for a person to be able to compose a poem like Red River that had been passed down through the ages!

Han Qiu casually said ten songs!

How was this possible?

"It seems that the Marquis Champion has drunk too much and has made a slip of the tongue.”

"It's just a pity that I can't hear the Marquis Champion's masterpiece.”

Kong Yingda sighed.

"Poetry, Little Doyle!"

"What's so difficult about it?"

Han Qiu picked up the wine jug on the table and took a gulp before walking to the center of the hall.

A vigorous voice suddenly sounded.

"Don't you see that the water of the Yellow River comes from the sky and flows into the sea without returning?”

"Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall grieves for the white hair, like the black hair in the morning and the snow in the evening!”

Kneel!

Kong Yingda, who had been a little angry when she heard Han Qiu talk about poetry, was instantly stunned!

He felt his scalp go numb!

Just the first two sentences made him tremble all over, and goosebumps were about to rise!

It was definitely a masterpiece!

It was definitely a divine work!

It would definitely be a masterpiece that would be passed down for centuries!

The excited Kong Yingda stood up from her seat!

A pair of turbid old eyes suddenly emitted an extremely bright light!

Shocking!

Praise!

Anticipation!

He was eager to know what the next sentence was!

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