After being read by the tyrant, the character of the little cannon fodder completely collapsed

Chapter 65 The Tyrant of Tea Talk

Ling Xi silently nodded in her heart!
[What did you say? 】

[When a man has tea, there will be nothing wrong with a woman! 】

[Look at the tyrant’s control over these few words, I almost want to go up and slap them both! 】

[Yin and yang are strange, tea talks and tea talk! 】

[Well, the tyrant will do it! 】

Chen Qianzhe:......
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Could you please be quiet for a moment? ! -
Also, what is tea talk?
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Does tea have anything to do with yin and yang?

Forget it, leave her alone!
He rubbed his ears with one hand and said with a smile, "Why doesn't the emperor speak?"

"No, I am thinking that what His Majesty and the General said are reasonable. Today's palace banquet is to welcome the General and wash away the dust. Naturally, we have to drink freely."

Chen Wangchuan poured a glass of wine to Liao Hu with his own hands and gave him a look.

"Your Majesty's favor, General, please do so."

"No, no, Your Majesty, I am really too drunk..."

"It doesn't matter, it's just a drink. After drinking, the general will give the spoils to His Majesty!"

Chen Wangchuan hinted calmly that this was the last glass of wine.

After drinking, it’s the key game later.

Liao Hu understood the hint and breathed a sigh of relief. He took the glass and refused to let Chen Qianzhe salute before drinking.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the wine..."

The tyrant responded calmly: "Well, you're welcome, General. It won't be too late to thank you after you finish three glasses of wine!"

"puff!"

Liao Hu squirted half of the wine, and the remaining half was choked back in his throat, like a line of fire, burning and making him uncomfortable.

But he couldn't care anymore, and wiped the corner of his mouth and asked, "Your Majesty, what did you say?"

"Isn't what Gu said clear enough?" Chen Qianzhe said with a gentle look on his face, and signaled to Eunuch An: "You have already drank the wine I gave you, so it's not too late to thank me!"

Eunuch An came over with three glasses of wine: "General, please."

"No, no, how come..." Liao Hu looked at the three glasses of wine, then looked at the empty glass in his hand: "Your Majesty, how come there are still three glasses of wine?"

"I only gave you three glasses of wine. How can I not only give you one glass of wine? Aren't the ministers laughing at me for being stingy?" Chen Qianzhe looked at the other courtiers with a half-smile but not a smile: "Dear sirs, you Say yes?"

When a tyrant openly pulls people's heads, who dares to say "no"?

Everyone agreed.

"General, your Majesty has given you wine, do you still want to choose it?"

"Your Majesty gives you wine, what a favor it is!"

"This is the supreme honor, even if you are drunk to death, you still have to drink it!"

"General, why don't you thank me quickly!"

"..."

Everyone said something to each other, which made Liao Hu feel wrong and helplessly looked at Chen Wangchuan. He also looked unhappy and helpless.

After all, it was the tyrant who gave the wine.

Moreover, he was given three cups of wine, not three jars or jars.

It would really be unjustifiable if I skipped three glasses of wine.

Liao Hu had no choice but to swallow his saliva and picked up the wine glass: "Thank you, Your Majesty for the wine."

He held his throat and drank it all in one gulp.

It was hot and had a strange smell.

He couldn't help but take another look at the wine glass: ...Is this the Drunken Immortal?Why does it taste different from what I drank just now?

Eunuch An offered the second cup: "General, please!"

Liao Hu didn't have time to think anymore, so he took it and drank the second cup.

"General, please come again."

Eunuch An didn't give him a chance to rest, and immediately brought the third cup.

After three glasses of wine, Liao Hu clearly felt like a small fire was jumping around in his belly.

At the same time, my head was buzzing and I felt light-headed.

He couldn't help but shook his head: ...The wine seemed a bit too fast!

Chen Wangchuan saw something was wrong and immediately asked: "Is the general drunk?" "No, of course not, no..."

Liao Hu burped and shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

"Well, come here, pull the prisoner over..."

One side.

Zang Yuhua raised her head, her eyes full of impatience.

Although his mouth was gagged, he still kept cursing when he was dragged over.

But no one heard what he was cursing.

Chen Wangchuan kicked Zang Yuhua from behind and knocked her to the ground.

"Your Majesty, do you know the identity of this person?"

"what?"

The tyrant seemed confused.

He was like a passer-by who was waiting to watch a play. He was suddenly called upon and couldn't take the show at all. He sat there stupidly.

"No, didn't you say he was a prisoner? This prisoner also needs an identity?"

"Your Majesty, this person's name is Zang Yuhua, and he is the little prince of Dongjiang Kingdom!"

"...What?" Chen Qianzhe was shocked and stood up suddenly.

But because he moved too hard, his feet were unstable and he almost fell flat to the ground.

Eunuch An and others hurriedly helped him, but he couldn't care less and pointed at Zang Yuhua excitedly.

"Uncle Emperor, tell me, who is he?"

Ling Xi put her hand on her forehead.

[It's passed, it's passed, the performance marks are too heavy, the force is too strong, the show has been passed! 】

【You are a tyrant! 】

[Pay attention to your personality! 】

[As the king of a country, you must be calm and have the lethality to kill decisively! 】

[Looking at you now, how can you still have the aura of the tyrant you used to be? 】

[Hold it tight, hold it tight! ! 】

【…】

This time Chen Qianzhe listened to the essay and stood there rubbing the tip of his nose.

"Oh, it turns out he is the little prince of Dongjiang Kingdom! As I said, the person who dared to glare at me must not be an ordinary person. He does have some status!"

He sat down slowly, putting his hand on his heart, resting his arms on his knees, and leaning forward slightly.

"General, it is a great achievement to capture the young prince of Dongjiang Kingdom. Tell me what reward you want."

Liao Hu lifted up his clothes, with his head buzzing, and said, "Your Majesty, I don't ask for rewards, I just ask for justice for the millions of dead soldiers."

Chen Wangchuan suddenly looked at Chen Qianzhe and took a deep breath.

Ling Xi couldn't help but hold on to her clothes.

【On the right track! 】

[The story line is getting down to business! 】

[Your Majesty, please proceed with the show! 】

【It’s time to show off your acting skills! 】

【The next step is up to you! 】

【…】

Chen Qianzhe sat on the dragon chair and tilted his head slightly: "The general is right. The stability that our great dynasty has today is all earned by the lives of millions of soldiers."

"Therefore, I dare not take credit for myself and take all the credit for defeating the enemy and defending the country. As your Majesty said, the stability of the great dynasty today is forged with the blood of the soldiers!"

Liao Hu spoke impassionedly, and Chen Qianzhe nodded.

"Well, according to the general's wishes, what should I do to comfort the soldiers?"

"I feel that Your Majesty should kill this man and use his head to sacrifice the flag to honor all the soldiers of our great dynasty who died in battle! To comfort their spirits in heaven!!"

(End of this chapter)