Lu Jinping was a little disappointed, but Ning Mou said so, and the wine aroused his curiosity.

Ye Qingqing couldn't help but feel moved when she heard this. She was worried that there would be any conspiracy inside, so she asked the coachman who had stopped on the shore to lift the lanterns on the carriage and hang them on the trees. When their carriages were walking at night, windproof lanterns were hung on both sides of the carriage.

Both lanterns were taken over and hung on the tree, one on one side, but the light of the lantern was relatively dim and could only shine in a roughly hazy way.

Lu Jinping said: "Isn't this starlight? Isn't it? I lie on the grass at night and look at the stars, but you have to use two lanterns to cover the starlight."

"With lights, you can see the stars. Without lights, some things cannot be seen." Even Lu Jinping could not change what Ye Qingqing recognized, even Lu Jinping could not change it, and Lu Jinping shook his head helplessly.

Soon the maid brought a small jar of wine and a few bronze wine glasses, walked over quickly, and placed the wine glass in front of him to pour wine.

He looked at Lu Jinping and said, "Try it, this wine may not be much the same as what you used to drink, and I don't know if you are used to drinking it."

Lu Jinping picked up the wine glass and was stunned for a moment, because the wine glass seemed to be jade, but it was not like the usual jade, because the starting point was very cold, as if he was touching a piece of ice, but it was not bad to have this feeling on this hot summer night.

"The wine is not warm yet, but it feels very cool."

Ning Yin picked up the wine glass in front of him and said, "If you like it, you will dry it in one bite."

Lu Jinping smiled and said, "It's like it's been frozen and it's cool to drink." After that, he raised his neck and poured all the wine into his mouth.

But as soon as the wine entered his mouth, he felt it was not good. Because his mouth was full of bitterness, and this bitterness was indescribable, and it was so bitter that it was so bitter that it could not feel the taste of wine at all. He had never tasted Coptis chinensis, and I wonder if the bitterness of Coptis chinensis was like this? But he was sure. All the bitterness he had tasted since childhood was not as good as the bitterness of this sip of wine.

He was hesitating whether to spit out or swallow it, but at this moment, Yunzi imitated him and poured a glass of wine into his mouth, and immediately spit out all the wine in his mouth with a whistle. He shouted and said, "Oh, what kind of thing is this so bitter? This is not wine, it is obviously taking medicine, pussy!"

Yunzi was spitting out his tongue and frowned. He wanted to find other water to drink, but he didn't. So he went to the river step by step, squatted down and held the green river water in his hand, and rinsed his mouth and spit it out again. After several rinsings, the mouth was still bitter, and even his tongue was bitter.

Ye Qingqing held the wine and had not drunk it yet. Seeing this, she quickly put down the wine glass, looked at Lu Jinping nervously and said, "Spit it out quickly, be careful that the wine is poisonous!"

Lu Jinping was hesitating whether to vomit. Seeing Yunzi vomiting the wine, he felt that he also vomited, which was too disgusting Ning Mou. Now Ye Qingqing said straightforwardly that it would be poisonous to ask him to be careful, and he vomited it quickly. If he really vomited at this time, wouldn’t that prove that he suspected that the wine was poisonous?

He didn't believe that Ning Mou poisoned the wine. Because, judging from the previous action of Ning Mou pulling him away quickly, Ning Mou's martial arts are quite good. He doesn't need to poison himself if he wants to kill himself. Moreover, he doesn't need to poison such bitter poison. As a poisonous poison, who would swallow it in his stomach? He would definitely spit out, and he would not be able to achieve the purpose of poisoning people. Therefore, he concluded that this should be a kind of bitter wine.

So he gritted his teeth and swallowed the wine in his stomach with a buzz. He couldn't help but frown and smiled bitterly, "Oh, it's so bitter."

Ning Ming still had no expression on his face. He gave a glass of wine to his mouth as if nothing had happened and slowly drank it. Then, he put the wine glass back on the grass, and even the willow eyebrows were not a slight slightest bit, as if he had just drank a glass of plain boiled water, not a bitter wine that was so bitter that it broke the heart.

Seeing that Ning Yin seemed to be nothing, Lu Jinping couldn't help but be surprised and said, "You are so powerful, but you have nothing to do with such bitter wine."

"Can this wine still be in your mouth?" Ning Mou asked in a plain tone, without any emotion.

After she reminded her, Lu Jinping found that the bitter wine he had swallowed into his stomach went down his throat and his stomach, and then began to evaporate. The cool air slowly dissipated to his limbs, and the heat on his body gradually retreated under the cold air. In a moment, the chest and abdomen were cold. The heat I felt before also dissipated, and he couldn't help but praise: "Okay, this wine is the best to relieve the heat. It's really a baby, but it's a little bitter, why not add some honey or something?"

Ning Mou did not seem to hear Lu Jinping’s proposal, but just said, “Since the Lord thinks it can still be eaten, then let’s drink another drink.”

The maid next to him quickly stepped forward and filled Lu Jinping with another cup, while looking at Yunzi.

Yunzi quickly waved his hand and said, "No, I won't drink this thing, I'm so bitter that I'm asking for trouble, that's what you mean."

The maid looked at Ye Qingqing again. Ye Qingqing's expression was very strange, so she decided not to drink it. At least she was sober. If there was really something wrong with this wine, she had to first stop the staring girl and force her to take out the antidote. She smiled apologetically and said, "I am most afraid of hardship, and I still don't drink it."

The maid was about to pour the wine back into the wine pot, Lu Jinping said, "Don't have to be so troublesome, I'll drink it for him." He smiled and reached out, picked up a glass of wine in front of Ye Qingqing, and tilted his neck and poured it directly into his throat. Because he knew that the bitterness was borne by the buds of his tongue. If the wine was poured directly into the depths of his throat without passing through his tongue, he would not feel the bitterness.

This method is still very effective. Although there are still a little buds, it feels better than the previous bitterness.

After the wine was in his stomach, he felt that the glass of wine was like a cold ice flow, flowing along the esophagus to the stomach, and then quickly spread to his whole body. The previous cup had forced most of the cold air in his body, and after this cup, the heat in his whole body disappeared, and he felt like the feeling of being cool in late autumn.

Lu Jinping sincerely praised: "This wine is really good, it's first-class to cool down. After drinking it, the whole body's heat is gone. It's so great, but it seems that there is no alcohol. I drank two glasses and didn't feel anything."

Ningmou said, "Then the lord might as well have another drink."

"Oh, is it because of the three bowls of rice?" Lu Jinping picked up the wine glass in front of him and looked at it. Suddenly he found that the wine color was something wrong, as if it was green. Could it be because of the wine glass?

Lu Jinping looked over the wine glass sideways, looked carefully at the lantern hanging on the tree, and shook the wine at the same time, and found that it was not the color of the wine glass, but the wine itself was the green green.

Ye Qingqing kept paying attention to Lu Jinping. Seeing that his expression was strange, he came over and took a closer look. He couldn't help but scream: "I'm afraid there are ghosts in this wine, so I don't want to drink it." He reached out to grab the wine glass in Lu Jinping's hand.

Lu Jinping raised his hand to block her hand that reached out and said, "It's okay, Miss Ningmou's wine is naturally a fine wine, so how can there be ghosts? There are ghosts in the cemetery, so how can there be ghosts in the wine?" After that, he was afraid that Ye Qingqing would snatch it, so he raised his neck and poured the cup directly into his throat.

There was still only the bitter smell at the base of the tongue, and the whole mouth was safe. After this glass of wine, Lu Jinping found that the blood on his body began to rush rapidly, and an uncontrollable excitement began to wander all over his body, just like drinking 50% or 60% of the wine. There was a floating sense of excitement.

Lu Jinping exclaimed repeatedly, "It's amazing, it's really amazing. It turns out that three bowls are really nothing. Hahaha, you can feel that you can't drink the third cup." Lu Jinping turned around and said to the maid, "Come on, pour another cup."

The maid looked at Ning Mou, but Ning Mou looked at Lu Jinping without saying a word.

Lu Jinping smiled and said, "What? You won't drink it? Is this wine too precious and you can't bear to leave it? Then why should I seduce me? It's better not to drink such a good wine, which makes people feel itchy."

Ging Yin still had no expression on his face, and his voice said without any emotion: "The three bowls you said are not a gang. I don't know what the allusion is, but I can only drink three glasses of wine. Drinking too much is not a good thing."

"Is that so? Is there anything that is not a good thing? Let me tell you what it means to be a three-bowl but a hill. It is said that there is a hill called Jingyanggang. The local rule is that after drinking three-bowl wine, you can't climb over the hillside. A hero named Wu Erlang drank eighteen bowls in a row. He took advantage of the night to climb over Jingyanggang and encountered a beautiful tiger. He killed the tiger with bare hands. This story tells us that all reactionaries are paper tigers."

Lu Jinping had already felt the alcohol coming up, so he started to speak with a big tongue. He also moved out the words of Mr. Mao, regardless of whether the other party could understand it.

After waiting for Lu Jinping to laugh, Ningmou said, "If the Lord wants to drink, then you can drink it. You can only drink another drink, so don't drink it."

So the maid next to him poured another cup for Lu Jinping. Lu Jinping picked it up, looked at Yunzi drunk and said, "You really don't drink it? Although this wine is bitter, it is very strong. And after drinking it, you don't feel hot at all."

Yunzi gave him a blank look and said, "There are so many good wines, but it's not very hot now. What kind of wine should I drink? But I just want to drink bitter wine, which is so bad that I'm afraid of it."

"The good medicine is bitter, and bitter wine must have its benefits, but you just don't know."

After saying that, Lu Jinping raised his neck and poured the glass of wine directly into his throat. Soon he found that the speed of blood flowing around his body suddenly increased and increased, and the alcohol quickly hit his heart like a tide. He felt like he had drunkenly until he had been 70% or 80% of the previous time.
Chapter completed!