Updated: 2012-08-19

Chen Jing's face changed, but since Xu Congyang said, how could he dare to disobey? He gritted his teeth and stepped forward, picked up the jade bowl, looked at Xu Congyang, but Xu Congyang looked cold and said lightly: "Drink!"

Chen Jing was helpless, and in front of everyone, he held the bowl and drank a small sip. Before the jade bowl could leave his mouth, Xu Congyang had already sternly said: "Drinke them all!"

Chen Jing did not dare to disobey and kept drinking a bowl of wine, but the drinking speed was extremely slow and there was no sense of pleasure in drinking fine wines.

After he finished drinking a bowl of wine, his face looked weird. As soon as he put down the bowl, Xu Congyang said again: "Full it!"

The servant poured the jade bowl full of wine again. Xu Congyang looked solemnly, and his deep eyes looked at Chen Jing coldly. He raised his hand to point at the jade bowl and said in an unquestionable tone: "Drinke!"

Chen Jing's face changed drastically. At this time, there was a silence inside and outside the venue. Everyone was looking at the incredible scene in front of him with their eyes wide open.

Fang Zhenghao was standing next to him at this time, and he didn't dare to speak, but he was a little surprised. When Chen Jing was drinking just now, the expression on his face seemed very painful, as if he was drinking something difficult to swallow.

Fang Zhenghao knew Chen Jing's alcohol tolerance very well. Three or five kilograms of fine wine were fun to Chen Jing, but he didn't know why it was so abnormal now.

Chen Jing had no choice but to pick up the jade bowl, drank half of it, and finally spit out "wow" and knelt down on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly: "The officials are aware of their crimes, and the officials are aware of their crimes!"

People were surprised, wondering why Chen Jing suddenly knelt down and apologized.

Xu Congyang smiled coldly, carried his hands on his back, and finally turned his eyes to Fang Zhenghao. The pair of sharp eyes shot over. Fang Zhenghao was shocked and had already kneeled to the ground, saying in panic: "Caomin...Caomin Fang Zhenghao pays homage to Lord Xu!"

Xu Congyang looked at Fang Zhenghao for a few glances and finally asked, "Are you from Miaocaotang?"

Fang Zhenghao said nervously: "My father is the big boss of Miaocaotang, and Caomin lives in the family!"

Xu Congyang smiled faintly and said, "It turns out to be Master Fang. Fang Zhenghao, I ask you, is this jar of wine newly brewed by your Fang family? Is it the imperial wine to be used to present to the court?"

Fang Zhenghao hurriedly said: "Yes!"

Xu Congyang pointed to the exquisite wine jar and asked again: "Are you sure there is Wan Yehong in this wine jar? Master Fang, please read it carefully, don't make any mistakes."

Fang Zhenghao already felt something was wrong, but he could only say helplessly: "Sir, this jar of wine... this jar of wine is indeed Wanyehong newly brewed from Miaocaotang."

"Okay!" Xu Congyang nodded slightly and said, "It's good that there is nothing wrong." He snorted suddenly and said, "There is a gold and jade outside, and the shaved clouds inside. Fang Zhenghao, do you know that you are guilty?"

Fang Zhenghao heard it and was frightened, but his mind was still a little confused. He kowtowed and said, "Sir, Caomin... Caomin doesn't know what crime he committed?"

Xu Congyang ordered: "Pour wine and let Master Fang taste the newly brewed Wanyehong!"

The servant immediately filled the wine and brought the jade bowl to Fang Zhenghao. Fang Zhenghao was puzzled and took it. He held the jade bowl in both hands. At this time, the wine in the jade bowl smelled. Although it smelled like wine, it was mixed with a rather strange smell. The taste was mixed together. Not to mention the others, at least the aroma of the wine was not pure and it was not mellow at all.

Fang Zhenghao's heart sank, and he had already felt something. He held the wine bowl and drank it. He couldn't help it for a while, and spit out all the drinks in one gulp.

His vomiting was just waiting for everyone to deny Wan Huahong, and even the people from the Fang family could not eat Wan Huahong, which shows how inferior this wine is.

The Fourth Middle School suddenly burst into laughter, and someone took the opportunity to shout: "Young Master Fang, you can't even drink this kind of wine yourself. Do you have to use him to dedicate it to the Lord?"

"The wine that Master Fang could not drink was intended to be delivered to the court for the emperor and civil and military ministers to drink... He is really brave!"

"I used to know that the Fang family had a great family and a great career. I didn't expect that even the courage was so great that I dared to play with the court..."

These words can be loud, but there are so many people who are confused, but I don’t know who said it from whom I said it. However, every word clearly penetrated into Fang Zhenghao’s ears. Fang Zhenghao sweated like rain, his face was pale, and he kowtowed repeatedly: “Sir, Caomin dare not, this… this is all wronged, Caomin is framed… Follow, Caomin is framed…!”

Xu Congyang smiled faintly and looked at one place, where there were ten winemakers, who had been responsible for the previous selection of imperial wines. Although the final evaluation was hosted by Shen Jing, none of the top ten winemakers left.

Xu Congyang's eyes turned to his head and bowed. The ten winemakers already knew Xu Congyang's identity at this time, and they all stood up and returned the salute to Xu Congyang.

Xu Congyang smiled and said, "I know that you have been evaluating the imperial wine for several days, just and selfless. Originally, this imperial wine evaluation was chaired by Shen Jing. I am not easy to intervene, but Shen Jing is prone to personal gain, so this imperial wine cannot be decided by him. The selection of imperial wine is not delayed. Please evaluate this final evaluation together!"

The top ten winemakers came forward one after another.

Shen Jing and Fang Zhenghao knelt on the side, both lowering their heads and sweating profusely. How dare they say a word? The pair of sisters were kneeling beside each other and did not dare to cry.

Ten wine bowls lined up in a row, and half a bowl of Wanhuahong was poured into each wine bowl. The top ten wine masters looked at each other, and Xu Congyang had already raised his hand and said, "Please, everyone!"

Xu Congyang said, the top ten winemakers no longer hesitated, they all picked up the wine bowl. After drinking, several people immediately vomited out, but the remaining people also spit out the wine they were in their mouths one after another.

Only one of the drinkers said in a lost voice: "This...what is this? This is not wine!"

"No, this is wine!" A wine chef next to him frowned and said, "But... the taste of this wine is not right."

"Wine is bitter!" Another winemaker shouted: "Is it brewed with yellow lotus?"

A wine chef even poured all the wine in the bowl and said angrily: "As long as such wine, even the worst quality wine, are you still going to pay tribute to the court? This is the one who wants to throw the entire Xishan Road."

A wine chef was still savoring himself and slowly said, "There is a taste of wine, but it seems to have aged vinegar inside. Yes, it is aged vinegar... Well, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is brewed with yellow lotus, it is bitter and astringent..."

Xu Congyang glanced at Fang Zhenghao and Shen Jing, smiled coldly, and then ordered someone to get the wine bowl again, so that someone could pour Qianqiule.

Linlang had already stood up at this time, his beautiful eyes full of anticipation.

Just now, everyone in Chen Jing praised Wan Yehong, which made Linlang both desperate and angry, but the situation changed. However, after a while, there were repeated changes in the venue, and the situation was extremely beneficial to He Shengquan.

Linlang's greatest wish is to make Heshengquan's fine wine a dignified and royal wine on Xishan Road. For this reason, both generations of the Su family have worked hard.

The situation is unprecedentedly beneficial to He Shengquan. She always calmly and calmly when encountering things, but at this moment she couldn't help but feel excited. She was excited and nervous, but full of gratitude. She went to the crowd to find Chu Huan, and saw Chu Huan standing among the crowd, looking at her from afar. Although it looked a little unclear, Linlang's heart was still warm.

With this man behind me, I have nothing to fear.

Ten wine masters tasted Wan Huahong, and each of them was astringent. When Qianqiule entered his mouth, several people showed surprise among the wine masters. Several wine masters tasted a few sips, and even drank half a bowl of wine in a few seconds.

Just looking at this scene, people already know that the name of the imperial wine this time is probably going to be captured by He Shengquan.

Qi Maofang and Chen Dong's family all showed excitement, but many people in the crowd showed disappointment or even despair.

Previously, major gambling shops opened a market quotation, but at that time the wind was inclined toward Fangjia Miaocaotang, and almost everyone had no hope of winning the championship with Shengquan.

Because of this, countless people bet big money on Miaocaotang, which made the major gambling shops dare not continue to accept it in the end, and blocked the plagiarism. Even so, the number of people who bought Miaocaotang to win the championship was still a huge amount.

If you win the championship with Shengquan, a large number of people will be destined to lose their heads.

"Gan, Qing, Lie..." A wine chef drank a bowl of wine, closed his eyes slightly, shook his head and gave a thumbs up, "Good wine!"

"This is not bamboo sake!" A wine chef next to him said, "But the sweetness of bamboo sake has not disappeared... It seems to have the fragrance of green bamboo springs... It's so weird, I have never drunk this kind of wine before!"

"Hahaha, Mr. Sun, this is certainly not bamboo sake." A wine chef next to him smiled, pointed to the label on the ancient wine jar, and said, "You didn't look at it, this is Qianqiu Lei, Qianqiu Lei..."

Another wine chef gave a thumbs up and said, "It's really a happy time. After drinking a bowl of wine, it makes people feel refreshed and happy, and it makes people really happy..."

A middle-aged wine chef was already holding the wine bowl and went over to the servant and said, "Come on, pour another bowl for me, I haven't tasted it yet..." Several wine chefs immediately came up next to him and asked him to pour the wine again.

Fang Zhenghao's face was ashamed at this time. When things reached this point, he was powerless to turn the world around and watched the winemakers praise Qianqiule and Shengquan's Qianqiule.

The people onlookers praised Qianqiule when they saw the top ten winemakers and seemed to continue drinking. They were all amazed. They came to watch the selection of imperial wine. Seven or eight out of ten were people in the wine hall, who preferred fine wine. When they saw such a scene, many people were dry and wanted to taste Qianqiule in person, and saw what kind of wine the top ten winemakers praised so much.

At this time, a wine chef had already come forward with a bowl of wine and presented it to Xu Congyang, saying respectfully: "Please give me a taste of the wine!"

Although Xu Congyang instructed the top ten wine masters to select the last wine, Xu Congyang always had to taste the last wine master, so the wine masters were naturally very clear about this.

Xu Congyang was a person who loved wine. At this time, he smelled the mellow smell of wine from the wine bowl. The wine was very excited and took it. He took it. He tasted it first. It was so sweet that he sipped it. He immediately looked up and drank the full bowl of wine. The wine entered his throat, and it was sweet and mellow. Xu Congyang shouted: "Good wine!" and raised his hand and said: "Get paper and pen!"

Immediately someone took paper and pen. Xu Congyang rolled up his sleeves, his mouth was filled with wine, and he stroked his brush. His writing was like a dragon and a snake, with vigorous and powerful handwriting, implying the free and easy and heroic roar of a tiger roaring and dragon roaring.

The winemakers had already come forward to watch it, and in a moment, Xu Congyang had already written a poem.

"It's not a hero who can go upstairs,

The green mountains and clear seas flow eastward.

Wait for three thousand miles of leisurely waves,

Sixty states of unreasonable wind and cold.

The talented man is sad about the evening,

Smiling and watching the beauty both grow old.

Who can share me with the world?

Drink all the eternal sorrow in one mouthful!"

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