Yitian: Rebirth of Song Qingshu, a perfect start.

"Drink...come..."

"I'll have a rest today after getting drunk..."

"..."

There was a commotion in the room. Song Qingshu, Shangguan and others were coming and going. The scene was extremely harmonious, as if today was just for relaxing and celebrating, and there was nothing else going on.

But everyone knows that the highlight of today is Zhang Zhenren’s matter.

Although Shangguan Yinghao, Du You, Xiangxi Three Ghosts and others kept drinking, they were always on guard.

A few people drank while paying attention to Song Qingshu's reaction.

At this time, the table was already covered with wine jars, as was the ground.

But even so, no one seemed drunk at all.

The three ghosts from Xiangxi looked at each other a few times while drinking, their eyes full of surprise.

How much have you drunk? Why doesn't Song Qingshu seem to be responding?

Be it the three of them, Shangguan Yinghao or Du You, their drinking capacity is only one in a hundred.

Everyone is strong and in good health, plus they have wine all the year round, so the drinking capacity of a few of them must be nothing to worry about.

But Song Qingshu doesn't seem to drink much, and even if he does, he drinks a little. Logically speaking, he shouldn't have such a good drinking capacity.

While several people were confused, Shangguan Yinghao and Du You also had doubts.

This guy Song Qingshu...how come he still has such an expression on his face?

Not right, not right.

They seriously underestimated this guy's drinking capacity, and this was not going to work.

As for whether Song Qingshu used his internal strength to force himself to drink, they had no doubt that Song Qingshu did such a thing.

"Nangong, come on, what are you doing? When will you have no food to eat?" Shangguan Yinghao looked at Nangong Ping who was leisurely beside him and said with a smile.

While speaking, a jar of wine was thrown directly over.

Nangong Ping raised his hand slightly, and the wine jar fell firmly into his hand. Then he calmly poured a small glass and said casually: "No hurry, no hurry."

"It's been a long time since I've eaten Xue'er's cooking. I'll eat some first."

As he spoke, he put the vegetables into his mouth slowly.

"This old guy." Everyone looked at Nangong Ping's appearance and gritted their teeth in hatred.

"Come, drink." Song Qingshu pretended not to notice everyone's little actions, and raised the wine jar to toast again.

"Senior Nangong, come."

Nan Ping didn't refuse, he picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

As for the others, they have no choice but to hold the wine jar.

After all, they were the ones saying to drink from the wine jar in the first place.

After all, Song Qingshu is a junior, and they cannot take advantage of Song Qingshu.

As for taking turns to gush Song Qingshu, they couldn't stand it.

"Come on, come on!!" Shangguan Yinghao drank fiercely and glanced at Song Qingshu who was drinking.

He was secretly furious in his heart, he still didn't believe that he couldn't get Song Qingshu drunk.

Du You and the three ghosts in Xiangxi saw Song Qingshu acting like this, and they also made up their minds to drink Song Qingshu into confusion no matter what today.

Once Song Qingshu wakes up completely, it will be difficult to talk about it. Today is the opportunity.

"Come on……"

"Come……"

"..."

Time passes slowly...

After drinking for three rounds, Song Qingshu looked at Yang Xue with a red face: "Xue'er, go and heat up the food."

Yang Xue, who had been watching from the side, heard Song Qingshu speak, responded, stood up and left with a smile.

Hearing this, the older generation felt a surge of joy in their hearts. Song Qingshu still didn't feel anything, and he was still so sober.

"Come... drink, what are you going to eat? Drink." Du You now also knew that riding a tiger was difficult and he had to drink.

No choice.

Song Qingshu also accepted everyone who came and drank as much as he wanted.

Nangong Ping, who was watching a show on the side, sighed in his heart.

These old guys are seeking death.

The Three Ghosts of Xiangxi might be able to have a drinking contest with Song Qingshu, but don't even think about Shangguan Yinghao and Du You. These two people are injured.

When it comes to drinking, the body is fundamental.

Although the Three Ghosts of Xiangxi were also injured, they were overall fine.

But these three people forgot the most fundamental reason, age.

Song Qingshu must have a good drinking capacity. They are the best drinkers in this group, so Song Qingshu must be the same.

With the same amount of alcohol, what you drink is your body.

"Let's have something to eat." Not long after, the four girls Yang Xue and Youlan Zhuya had brought the food back.

Song Qingshu was not polite and started eating directly.

I drank too much wine today.

The older generation also had a hard time, and Yang Xue and others arrived just in time to take a break.

"Eat, eat."

"Xue'er's food is a good thing."

"..."

The older generation ate and praised.

"Here, drink..." Song Qingshu took a few mouthfuls, then picked up the wine jar and continued.

Hearing this, all the actions of the older generation stopped picking up food. Although they were unwilling to do so, their faces were still full of pride.

"Come on."

"Come……"

They really couldn't resist anymore. It was obvious to Shangguan Yinghao and Du You that they were already feeling a little dizzy.

Although the Three Ghosts of Xiangxi are better, they are not much better.

An hour flew by.

Whether it's the older generation or Song Qingshu, they are all at the end of their game and can no longer survive.

But Song Qingshu is young after all and can resist.

Yang Xue, Youlan Zhuya and others left again to prepare meals.

When the girls came back, they had already prepared the food again and replaced everything on the table.

"This..." The older generation was shocked.

At this point they knew something was wrong.

Nangong Ping seemed to understand what Song Qingshu wanted to do at this time.

There is indeed food in the ancient tomb, but there is never much, and there is no such reserve of meat.

The previous table, plus the current table, were obviously prepared by Song Qingshu, Yang Xue and others.

"This wine..." Nangong Ping glanced at the underground wine jar and was shocked.

This wine is also new.

Food and wine are all prepared later.

Is Song Qingshu planning to keep wasting it?

"Senior, don't worry about the food and wine, there are plenty of them." Dongfang You noticed Nangong Ping's reaction and explained with a smile.

Nangong Ping smiled without saying anything, drank a glass of wine and ate a small bite of food.

He was now sure that this meal would take a long time.

It would be nice to end it at dawn.

Song Qingshu, Shangguan and others continued to drink and talk, but they kept silent about Zhang Zhenren's affairs.

Song Qingshu deliberately didn't mention it, and so did everyone else.

After all, the main conflict this time is Zhang Zhenren, and the older generation ignores Zhang Zhenren even if they talk about the past.

They were afraid that Song Qingshu would ask about Zhenren Zhang suddenly.

"Everyone, why don't you change to a small cup? Xiaoya will go get the wine glass." Yang Xue saw everyone's situation and said with a smile.

It looked like an inquiry, but it was actually a direct arrangement. After all, Xiaoya had already gone to get the cup.

Hearing this, the older generation breathed a sigh of relief. They really couldn't handle it if they continued to use the wine jar.

Although they hoped to use small cups, their faces were still not at all comfortable and extremely proud.

"Listen to Xue'er."

"Okay, just use a small cup, there's nothing much going on lately anyway."

"Correct."

"..."

Nangong Ping glanced at the older generation with a smile, feeling amused in his heart.

"You guys are helping me count the money after I sold it today."

He saw that Song Qingshu, Yang Xue, and Youlan Zhuya's play today was a double act.

The purpose is consumption.

With this kind of non-stop drinking, it is impossible to sober up.

One of Song Qingshu's chats with everyone deliberately avoided the topic of Zhang Zhenren. Whenever someone leaked something, it meant that the person was already unconscious.

That's when... that's the point.

Song Qingshu will definitely not be drunk, after all, Yang Xue is watching from the side.

Not long after... Nangong Ping's suspicion came true, and Yang Xue began to raise his glass to toast.

"Xue'er thanks all the seniors for taking care of her over the years. Without you, Xue'er wouldn't be where she is now. Xue'er respects you all."

After Yang Xue finished speaking, she drank it all in one gulp.

At this moment, the older generation feels bitter, but they must drink this wine.

As seniors, they did take care of Yang Xue a lot, and there was no reason for them to delay Yang Xue's toast.

"Drink it well."

"..."

No matter how reluctant I am, I still want to drink.

At this time, the older generation also had some thoughts. They knew that it was impossible to get Song Qingshu drunk, and Xue'er was obviously helping.

As the older generation, they can't put it off. They drink together every time, but the two younger generations can take turns.

Of course, they can also use their status as elders to suppress them, but no one can tolerate this.

It’s just a drink, they are always welcome to come.

"What's going on?" The older generation looked at each other occasionally, muttering in their hearts.

They thought they could get Song Qingshu drunk before, but now looking at Song Qingshu's appearance, it was completely impossible. They just wanted to leave.

In other words, why didn't you let it slip?

An hour flew by again.

The older generation was miserable at this time, and Song Qingshu was not much better. He had never drank so much in his life.

At the same time, he also knew why Xueer said that the older generation are all wine barrels.

He was still very confident in his ability to drink, but now he had to accept that these older generations were really powerful.

He is so young and not injured yet...

The older generation was older than him and went into battle with injuries. He almost couldn't drink in this situation.

Although everyone is suffering, we can't stop drinking.

Song Qingshu's purpose is to support, to support.

He knew that it would be impossible for anyone to tell Grand Master Zhang Zhenren directly, nor would it be possible to press him.

It's a good thing that the older generation wasn't injured. After a round of fighting, it was all Jianghu people who competed with each other with force. After one battle, everything would be settled.

The older generation will definitely recognize this identity if they lose.

But now, the older generation are all injured and it is impossible to take action.

Therefore, Song Qingshu's idea is very simple. If the martial arts competition doesn't work, let's just drink.

For the older generation, it is impossible to compete with each other by force, and most of them just drink.

After all, if you really risk your life, no one knows who will win, and it is unnecessary for everyone to do it.

The only way is to drink.

The older generation also drank enough to drink. In the past, in the Central Plains, as long as you reached the level of the older generation, no one cared about the level of force. Everyone knew that they would risk their lives 50-50.

If you want to compete, drink it!

Discuss right and wrong at the wine table, and whoever drinks more is the boss.

It is very shameful to drink more than you can drink, after all, it will be made fun of from time to time.

The strength of the older generation is basically at its peak, and it will be like this for the rest of their lives, so they must not lose when it comes to drinking.

The older generation refused to admit defeat to each other. It would be a big shame if they lost to a young boy like Song Qingshu.

Time passes slowly...

Before I knew it, it was dawn.

The older generation had only one feeling in their hearts at this time: they were aggrieved, very aggrieved.

Although Song Qingshu's face was full of compliments and smiles, it was dazzling to them no matter how they looked at him.

They now know what Song Qingshu's purpose is.

This is going to slap them in the face for the rest of their lives.

They were all injured in the fight, and Song Qingshu couldn't do anything, so Song Qingshu planned to use the old tradition of the Central Plains to drink wine to force them.

If Song Qingshu were to drink him down today, they would be really shameless.

Everyone looked at Nangong Ping, who was talking to Feng Qingyun on the side, and gritted their teeth, their hearts filled with abuse.

"This old guy has figured it out a long time ago."

"He hasn't said anything yet and is ready to watch the show."

"This guy is very bad."

"..."

At this time, Shangguan Yinghao and Du You were sitting on the bench, not daring to get up at all, looking at the Three Ghosts of Xiangxi from time to time.

They were really afraid of falling down accidentally.

The only thing that can be done now is to hope that the three ghosts in western Hunan can fight for their peace.

Shangguan Yinghao and Du You thought so, while the Xiangxi Three Ghosts felt helpless. They knew what Shangguan Yinghao and Du You meant.

But they are helpless.

Song Qingshu and Yang Xue, how can we drink this?

If they had known from the beginning that Song Qingshu drank so much, they would have taken it easy.

Maybe...

But now that things have come to this, there is nothing they can do.

There are only two choices before everyone now.

First, give Song Qingshu a drink and lie down.

Second, tell Song Qingshu about Zhenren Zhang.

If you drink and lie down, you will be disgraced for the rest of your life.

As for Mr. Zhang, we really can't talk about this matter. If we talk about it, they won't get any good results.

The first is to save face, the second is to be beaten.

pick one of two.

How to choose?

No one knows either.

It's not really a big deal if Zhang Zhenren is beaten. Just hit him. At most, he will be injured. At their age, they have never suffered any injuries.

And it’s really not shameful to hammer Zhang Zhenren.

Whether it is Zhongyuan or Yuanshi, if anyone has not been beaten by Zhang Zhenren, that person is embarrassed to say that he is at the top.

The fundamental issue they didn't mention was the promise they made to Zhenren Zhang.

They knew Zhang Zhenren's aggrieved heart and helplessness in this life.

"Xiaoyou, I'm going to heat up the food." Song Qingshu took a bite of the food and found that it was already cold and spoke again.

Youlan Zhuya stood up and left directly.

When the older generation heard what Song Qingshu said, they already understood what Song Qingshu meant, but they still had to continue to waste their time.

Feeling helpless, I plotted against this guy Song Qingshu.

Now we are riding a tiger with a hard time getting off.

It had been a full night since the meal. Song Qingshu kept silent about Zhang Zhenren and kept drinking.

But everyone knows what Song Qingshu means.

time flies……

When Du You drank another glass of wine, he looked at Song Qingshu and laughed: "Song boy, your drinking capacity is really inherited from Madman Zhang."

"I finally tricked Madman Zhang into drinking with me, but Madman Zhang was a better drinker than me."

"That's a trap."

"Crazy Zhang is a monk from the Shaolin Temple. His drinking capacity is comparable to mine. You tell me whether he is outrageous or not."

"You are the same guy. You don't drink much, but you have such a heavy drinking capacity. It's outrageous, outrageous."

"The old and the young are all freaks."

At this moment...the air seemed to solidify.

The dinner table, which was originally full of laughter and laughter, suddenly became quiet. Even the older generation who were preparing to drink stopped holding wine jars.

The same was true for Nangong Ping. Youlan Zhuya remained silent, and a trace of solemnity appeared on his always calm face.

Everyone knows... Du You drank too much.

Everyone knows who Madman Zhang in Du You's mouth is, Master Zhang of Wudang.

Since the meal, this is the first time that Zhang Zhenren’s name has appeared on the table, and he still talks so much.

The topic that everyone deliberately avoided is now unavoidable.

Du You was stunned by the sudden silence, which lasted for several seconds.

Snapped……

Du You suddenly slapped his head, with a wry smile on his face.

He knew he was drunk.

The older generation didn't say anything about Du You's discomfort, they just fell silent.

"Crazy Zhang, are you talking about my great master? Is my great master a good drinker? I don't know yet, tell me." Compared to the silence of the others, Song Qingshu laughed loudly, his voice full of curiosity.

"Senior Du, let me tell you... what my great master was like at that time."

"Come and drink..."

"I..." Du You looked a little at a loss as he looked at Song Qingshu who was raising his glass with a curious look on his face.

Just like if everyone hadn't suddenly become silent before, he wouldn't have realized what he said.

Now that he had thought about it, he didn't dare to drink anymore.

Telling the truth after drinking, if you drink it, you will be confused, and he can tell all the whereabouts of Master Zhang.

"Qingshu...it's almost done." Nangong Ping knew he couldn't drink anymore.

Now it was just Du You who suddenly made a mistake. After drinking it, several other people would probably make a mistake too.

That would really cause trouble.

But in the current situation, they might not be able to do anything if they don't explain something.

What he is most worried about now is how much Song Qingshu wants to know. As long as he continues to drink in this situation, Song Qingshu can ask him anything.

He sighed in his heart, Song Qingshu's dinner party was really good, they could not avoid such a banquet.

Although Song Qingshu wanted to force them this time, he had already found a way for them. It was normal for him to make a gaffe after drinking.

Moreover, coupled with Song Qingshu's coercion, even if Master Zhang knew about it, it would be hard to say anything.

After all, they are in a difficult situation when they are caught between Song Qingshu and Zhang Zhenren. (End of chapter)