After drinking a lot, we gradually got into the mood.
Yan Shifan glanced at everyone with his one eye, picked up a toothpick, and while picking his teeth, he exhaled the smell of alcohol and said to everyone with a smile, "Haha... Happiness is better shared than happiness alone. I have a jar of Jinhua aged wine in my house, which has been hidden until today for exactly a hundred years. Let's taste it together."
Upon hearing this, everyone praised Yan Shifan highly.
Jinhua wine is the most famous of the seven famous wines of the time. It is golden in color, sweet and mellow in taste. It makes people feel very satisfied. After drinking ten cups, the bottom of the tongue is full of saliva. Even if you are drunk, you will not feel dizzy, dry mouth or diarrhea.
The best Jinhua wine is said to be a jar of gold.
What's more, it's a century-old Jinhua wine! Its value is immeasurable.
In such an ordinary gathering, a table full of delicacies from land and sea was served, and a jar of century-old Jinhua wine was brought out. Zhu Ping'an gained a better understanding of Yan Shifan's extravagant and lavish lifestyle.
“Pah.”
After Yan Shifan laughed, he stretched out his hands and clapped them. Then he saw more than ten stunning beauties coming in from outside the door. They lined up in a fan shape and walked towards him. Each beauty held a small white jade wine pot in her hand.
Compared with the dozen beauties who were just served, these dozen beauties are three times more beautiful, and their clothes are simpler and more transparent, almost the same as if they were wearing nothing.
A breeze blew in from the door, brushing past the girl who was walking slowly, bringing with it an intoxicating aroma of wine.
"Hahaha, this century-old Jinhua wine must be drunk in a jade cup, otherwise it would be a waste of the wine."
Yan Shifan said with a laugh.
Jade cup?!
Zhu Pingan's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. The jade cup... Could it be the kind of jade cup recorded in history? !
Of course it is.
Zhu Ping'an looked around and saw the pig-like expressions of Luo Wenlong and other people who had come over, and he was certain in his heart.
The so-called jade cup, or fragrant cup, is a way of toasting invented by Yan Shifan, using the cherry mouth of a beauty as a wine cup. When a beauty toasts, she does not use a wine cup, but takes a sip of wine with her cherry mouth, and then holds the wine in her mouth and feeds it to the guest mouth to mouth. These beauties were carefully selected by Yan Shifan, and they bathed in fine wine once a day, so they all carried the fragrance of wine.
The beauties walked to the banquet table, one beauty standing behind one guest, not one more, not one less.
"The jade cup has arrived, haha, everyone, enjoy it slowly."
Yan Shifan chuckled, then reached out and pointed at Zhang Juzheng, "Let's start with Uncle this time."
As soon as Yan Shifan finished speaking, the beauty standing next to Zhang Juzheng giggled, and threw herself into Zhang Juzheng's arms at lightning speed. One of her slender hands tightly hooked around Zhang Juzheng's neck, and with the other slender hand holding the wine jug, she took a sip of wine with her cherry mouth, and then put her cherry lips close to Zhang Juzheng's lips.
"Wait a minute."
Zhang Juzheng stretched out his hand to cover the beautiful woman's mouth, and laughed, "In the past, Guan Gong killed Hua Xiong with warm wine. Today, I, Juzheng, who is not talented, also wants to emulate the ancient sage."
"Oh, how to imitate it?" Yan Shifan narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile.
"Ju Zheng is not talented, but I will try to write a poem. If the poem is finished and there is still warm wine in the beautiful woman's mouth, Ju Zheng will drink it." Zhang Ju Zheng said with a smile.
"allow."
Yan Shifan chuckled and said yes, he had seen through Zhang Juzheng's cleverness. Zhang Juzheng wanted to write an unusual poem to make the beauty laugh so hard that she sprayed the wine, but Yan Shifan didn't care.
Yan Shifan had confidence in the trained maids.
Let alone doggerel, even if it was a hilarious joke, these maids who were toasting would never laugh out loud while toasting.
"Li Bai wrote hundreds of poems after drinking a cup of wine, while Ju Zheng could not sleep at home after drinking a cup of wine. It was not that Ju Zheng did not drink, but because the tigress roared at home."
Zhang Juzheng pondered for a few breaths, then, with a wry smile and self-deprecating tone, he recited a limerick.
Li Bai could write hundreds of poems after drinking a bucket of wine, but I, Zhang Juzheng, would be homeless after drinking a glass of wine. It's not that I don't drink, but that I have a tigress at home...
Zhang Juzheng has good literary talent and he doesn't hesitate to mock himself for being henpecked. This doggerel poem is still funny, but...
It makes no difference.
After Zhang Juzheng finished writing this doggerel, some people present were amused. Yan Shifan also smiled slightly. However, the beauty sitting in Zhang Juzheng's arms remained unmoved. She blinked at Zhang Juzheng and moved her cherry lips towards him mischievously.
Zhang Juzheng was caught off guard and was toasted like this. He was at a loss as to what to do and his face flushed. After drinking, he started coughing awkwardly.
"Hehehe... Your Excellency is so handsome and can write great poems. Jiaojiao wants to toast you with a glass of wine. As for the tigress in your house, hehehe, just let her eat Jiaojiao..."
The beauty in Zhang Juzheng's arms giggled sweetly, and her delicate hands pretended to lift the wine jug, as if she was going to toast.
Zhang Juzheng, who had not yet recovered from the first glass of wine, was shocked when he heard the beauty in his arms say that she wanted another glass. He started coughing again.
"Hehehe... I was kidding you. Look how excited you are. You can only toast one cup in each round. Only after other adults have toasted you can Jiaojiao toast you." The beauty in Zhang Juzheng's arms was playful. She covered her mouth and giggled.
Zhang Juzheng was a romantic man who was also fond of women, but he had not yet achieved success or fame. When he was out, he paid special attention to his personal image and tried his best to keep away from sensual pleasures. Of course, when he returned home, it was a different story. After all, up to this point, Zhang Juzheng had already taken in three concubines.
The Yan Mansion is a concentration camp of debauchery.
The reason why Zhang Juzheng did not refuse Yan Shifan's invitation to the banquet was, on the one hand, because Yan Shifan was powerful and it was difficult to refuse, and getting close to Yan Shifan was part of his plan; on the other hand, he also wanted to leave a reputation of being untainted by the mud.
However, the beauty in my arms is so playful and cute, with such a good appearance, plus the little tricks she makes secretly to tease me.
This immediately aroused Zhang Juzheng's greedy nature.
Zhang Juzheng was so distracted that he stretched out his hand...
“Ahem.”
At this moment, Yan Shifan, who was sitting on the seat, coughed.
The beauty in Zhang Juzheng's arms suddenly stopped moving, giggled, and jumped out of Zhang Juzheng's arms in an instant.
Because they left so suddenly, Zhang Juzheng still held the beauty's skirt in his hand, which was pulled up a lot.
"Sir, please return Jiaojiao's skirt to me..."
The beauty shyly covered her thin skirt with her hands, blinked innocently at Zhang Juzheng, and spoke in a sweet voice with her pouting lips.
Hahaha... ...
Seeing this, there was a burst of laughter at the banquet.
Facing the laughter of the crowd, Zhang Juzheng remained calm, the embarrassment flashed by, and he calmly let go of her hand, half-excusing and half-mockingly saying: "This woman is quite similar to Juzheng's new concubine. Juzheng was in a trance for a moment..."
One sentence can resolve the embarrassment.