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Chapter 86 Gu Lin's face is covered with frost

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    The Daye official blushed from being bullied, and was very dissatisfied, but he couldn't refute his words.

    Seeing that they were speechless, the envoys returning to Xinjiang felt a sense of accomplishment, "Do you think that drinking wine is a direct booze? Then you are very wrong."

    "Since you say that wine is an elegant thing, you must know what to serve it with to make it look more elegant."

    At this moment, the woman's clear and sweet voice suddenly sounded.

    The envoys of Huijiang looked over and saw a beautiful woman smiling at them.

    They were stunned for a moment, and the next moment, they felt a heat in their noses, and something rushed out, and when they touched it, their hands were covered with blood.

    All the envoys: ""

    "Haha" Xiao Yan thumped the table and laughed out loud.

    Others also laughed.

    Sure enough, he is a barbarian. When he saw the princess regent, his nose bleeds. Have you never seen a beauty?

    Faux pas, what a faux pas!

    Daye official shook his head.

    Gu Linchao's face was covered with frost, and he coldly swept over the nosebleed envoys in Huijiang.

    The envoys didn't know that they had already been targeted by a certain prince. After wiping the nosebleeds, they immediately said courteously to Wen Yun: "The princess regent doesn't know that this wine is different from ordinary wine. It needs to be shaken slowly.  , to taste its mellow fragrance."

    After all, an envoy poured the wine into a special container.

    The container said that it was like a cup, but not like a cup, because there was a high foot support underneath.

    Daye officials looked puzzled.

    What kind of weird thing is this?

    But Wen Rongjun was very surprised.

    Isn't this the prototype of the goblet for later generations?

    It's just that there was no such thing as glass at this time, so the cup in the hand of the Huijiang envoy was cast with something made of iron.

    After the envoy poured the wine, he brought it over directly and wanted to pass it to Wen Rong.

    "Before drinking this wine, it must be shaken gently, so that the taste of the wine will be more mellow."

    Wen Rongjun nodded and took it, "What you said makes sense, but serving fine grape wine in such a rough cup will only destroy its taste."

    The envoy looked at her in surprise, seeing her tone as if she understood wine, and couldn't help asking: "Then what the regent princess said, what should I use to pretend it?"

    Wen Rongjun smiled, and did not answer directly, but recited a famous poem through the ages, "The luminous cup of grape wine, if you want to drink the pipa, immediately remind me, Lord Mo Xiao, who is drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times."

    The audience suddenly fell silent, only the sound of silk and bamboo continued to ring.

    They seemed to be brought into the artistic conception of this poem, and they suddenly felt a kind of tragic pride.

    "Snapped!"

    Suddenly someone clapped his hands vigorously and praised, "Wonderful, wonderful, this poem is really amazing, the regent princess is very talented!"

    "Quickly, quickly, bring the old man a pen and paper. The old man wants to write down this poem."

    "Yeah, this poem is really wonderful, it's wine, vocal music, battlefield, and the pride of the generals"

    Daye officials praised it one after another, and got together to discuss the poem.

    Wen Rongyong was ashamed, raised his hand to stroke his forehead, and from the corner of his eyes, he caught sight of Gu Linchao who was sitting there quietly.

    His expression became more solemn, as if immersed in some artistic conception.

    Wen Rongjun is a little strange, it is impossible for Gu Linchao to be taken aback by the poem she just recited, right?

    impossible?

    But it is true.

    ?After listening to this poem, others were quite touched, not to mention Gu Linchao, who fought in the battlefield when he was a teenager and was used to killing wars.

    There was a trace of compassion between his brows.

    It took a long while before I came back from the artistic conception of the poem, and turned to look at Wen Yun.

    Seeing this, Wen Rongjun immediately sat upright, pretending that he hadn't looked at him just now, but out of the corner of his eye, he clearly saw the man staring at her for a long time before moving away.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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