Li Shimin, who was used to drinking low-alcohol wine, was still bored by the "donkey". Before the banquet was over, someone was helped back to the palace to rest. After he left, another storm broke out in the hall.

"Bold Cheng Zhijie, where are you going?" Just as the old thief Cheng Yaojin wanted to sneak away with Li Er's opportunity to leave, a big man with a black charcoal face stopped him.

And with the big black man shouting, a group of Tang Dynasty madmen also surrounded Cheng Yaojin.

"What are you doing? Old Cheng has drunk a little too much, so he wants to go home to rest." Cheng Yaojin hugged his chest with both hands and said without hesitation.

"Old man Cheng, that wine was offered to the emperor by Li Muyun. If you took it away like this, would it be unreasonable?" The voice was a little sinister, and no one could say it except Li Ji, the old ghost.

"Nonsense, I, Lao Cheng, are the evidence of protection!"

"Fuck, if you don't take out the wine today, you don't want to walk out of this hall."

...

There were no martial madmen in the Tang Dynasty who were not good at drinking. The wine that could bring down Li Shimin in four or five cups made them covet even more. In this case, if they were willing to leave Cheng Yaojin, who had a pot of "suffered donkey", left.

In the end, Lao Cheng had no choice but to roll around and act like a scoundrel. However, these people around him were all familiar with him, and who didn't know his abilities? In the end, seeing that he was really unable to escape, he could only sigh and called the palace servants in the hall, and took about twenty cups.

One pound of wine is paid by more than twenty people, each with less than half a tael, and it is not satisfying to drink it until it is sweet and sweet.

So almost a few brave old kids turned their attention to the half pot that Li Er placed on the table and did not take away.

...

After drinking all the half pot of Li Er, the old killers found that they not only did not stop drinking, but were even bigger.

But Li Yuan asked Chen Huo to bring two pots in total, and after drinking it, there was no more.

Someone said in awkwardly: "Isn't the owner of this wine in Shuozhou? Why don't we send someone to Shuozhou to buy some?"

A word woke up the dreamer, and a group of old guys immediately realized that they were really donkeys, and they actually forgot that the wine was still the owner.

As the saying goes, monks can’t run away from the temple. Chang’an does not have this kind of wine. Is there no such wine in Shuozhou?

So the old guys almost ran away in an instant. The next morning, more than twenty waves of managers from various government offices flocked out of the city as soon as the city gate opened and headed straight for Shuozhou.

...

The next day, the sun rose as usual, but Li Er did not go to court early as usual. It was obvious that hangover was fair and would not be treated differently because of different status of people.

After Li Shimin finally survived the feeling of a splitting headache, it was also afternoon.

I don’t know if it was breakfast or the meal was put on, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty began to search for the table again.

As the first lady of the imperialist leader, Empress Changsun knew very well about Li Er. Seeing him looking around at the table, she couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, are you looking for something?"

"Where is my wine?"

Li Shimin's answer was somewhat unexpected, which made everyone stunned.

Logically speaking, Li Shimin usually doesn’t drink much if he has nothing to do. After all, he is the emperor of a country and has a lot of important official duties to deal with every day. If he drinks too much, he will starve to death if he writes the tax reduction as a tax increase.

So although there was wine on his table, he had never seen him drink it. It was the first time he was looking for wine while eating.

However, Empress Changsun was not an ordinary person after all. When she saw Li Shimin asking for wine, she personally picked up the refined wine jar on the table and planned to pour it on it for him.

Unexpectedly, Li Er reached out to stop her: "It's not this wine."

"no?"

"Well, I'm talking about the one...that..." Thinking of the three words "suffering donkey", Li Shimin felt a little headache and could not continue to say it.

Empress Changsun understood it just now, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled: "It turns out that Your Majesty is looking for the wine that Li Muyun presented yesterday."

"That's right!" Li Shimin was overjoyed by such an understanding wife and nodded repeatedly.

However, what disappointed him, Empress Changsun shook her head regretfully: "Your Majesty, that wine is gone!"

"It's gone? How is that possible? I clearly remember that there is still half a pot." Li Shimin was slightly stunned.

"Yesterday, His Majesty did keep half a pot, but later it was eaten by his brother and Cheng Zhijie and others."

"I'll eat it all..." His Majesty Li Er, the great imperialist leader, was speechless, thinking that if he had known this, why would he care about face yesterday? Just let the donkey be bored? It would be better to drink it all at once. It's better than those old killers.

This is actually the thing about wine. After drinking good wine, you will always be obsessed with it. When you drink other wines, you will feel that the taste is much worse.

If that wine is a great product, it will never be returned after drinking it. If you know where it is and you still have the ability to get it, other alcohol will definitely not be able to enter your throat. You can try your best to get the good wine to drink.

Speaking of this, the author wants to interrupt, that is, whether it is drinkers or smokers, he is really shameless. He has said that he has quit drinking and smoking countless times, but there are actually not many who can quit. Unless he says he will die if he drinks or smokes, he may really quit.

Moreover, the author himself is a smoker, and he has a deep understanding of this. Although he has been scolded by his wife countless times, no one is wrong, and he has changed his crimes.

Back to the book, it is said that Li Shimin heard that the wine was gone, and he suddenly lost his energy. After using the meal, he held a bowl of tea from the palace maid and sucked it.

After a while, as if he had made some decision, he said to a Changsui Palace man beside him: "Send someone to Shanyin County and let the Xiaoyao Hou make the bored..." After halfway through, Li Shimin stopped and thought about it before continuing: "Put the wine called 'Trigger Marso' to hundreds of pots."

"Here!" The palace maid laughed, bowed and was about to leave. At this moment, Empress Changsun suddenly called him: "Slow down" and then said to Li Shimin: "Your Majesty, isn't this good?"

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Your Majesty, you personally waived the position of Marquis Li Muyun during the meal yesterday. Now he is a commoner." Empress Changsun reminded.

"Is there such a thing?" Li Er was stunned for a moment. His feelings were so big yesterday that he forgot about it.

But then again, the Emperor of Heaven and Earth (the Emperor) is the biggest, and it is just his words.

So Li Shimin looked at the palace man and said, "In this way, he wrote an edict to make a loyal emperor to govern the country, share his worries for the king, and restore his title and give him another reward of 100 taels."
Chapter completed!