Dressed as the Cannon Fodder Ex-Wife of the Regent Chapter 86: Gu Linchao’s face is covered with frost

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The Daye official was so angry that his face turned red, and he was very unconvinced, but he couldn't refute his words.

The envoy returning to Xinjiang saw that they were speechless and felt a sense of accomplishment. "Do you think that drinking wine means drinking directly? Then you are totally wrong."

"Since you say wine is an elegant thing, then you must know what is needed to serve it to make it appear more elegant."

At this moment, the woman's clear and sweet voice suddenly sounded.

When the envoys returned to Xinjiang, they saw a beautiful woman smiling at them.

They were stunned for a moment, and the next moment they felt a heat in their noses, and something rushed out. When they touched it, their hands were filled with blood.

Envoys: "..."

"Haha..." Xiao Yan banged the table and burst into laughter.

The others laughed too.

He is indeed a barbarian. When he saw the Princess Regent, his nosebleed started. Have you never seen a beauty?

I'm so rude!

Official Daye shook his head for a while.

Gu Linchao's face was covered with frost, and he coldly glanced at the envoys who had returned to Xinjiang with nosebleeds.

The envoys had no idea that they had been targeted by a certain prince. After wiping the nosebleed, they immediately said diligently to Wen Heng: "The Princess Regent doesn't know something. This wine is different from ordinary wine. It needs to be light." Shake it slowly and drink it, so you can taste its mellow aroma."

After that, an envoy poured the wine into a special container.

The container said it looked like a cup, but not like a cup because there was a tall leg supporting it underneath.

Daye officials looked puzzled.

What kind of weird thing is this?

But Wen Hengyang was very surprised.

Isn’t this the prototype of the goblet of later generations?

It’s just that there was no such thing as glass at this time, so the cup in the hand of the envoy returning to Xinjiang was made of iron.

After the envoy poured the wine, he brought it over directly and wanted to hand it to Wen Heng.

"Before drinking this wine, shake it gently to make the wine taste more mellow."

Wen Shengyang nodded and accepted, "What you said makes sense, but serving fine wine in such a rough cup will only destroy its taste."

The envoy looked at her with some surprise. Seeing her tone of voice, she seemed to know something about wine, and couldn't help but ask: "Then what the Princess Regent said should be used to bottle it?"

Wen Hengjun smiled and did not answer directly. Instead, he recited an eternally famous poem, "The luminous cup of grape wine, I want to drink from the pipa immediately. Don't laugh while lying drunk on the battlefield. How many people have fought in ancient times." ”

The whole place suddenly fell silent, except for the sound of silk and bamboo, which continued to sound.

They seemed to be brought into the artistic conception of this poem, and they suddenly felt a tragic and heroic feeling.

"Bang!"

Suddenly someone stroked his palm vigorously and praised, "Wonderful, wonderful, this poem is really amazing, the Princess Regent is so talented!"

"Quick, quick, get me a pen and paper. I want to write down this poem."

"Yes, this poem is so wonderful. It is also about wine, vocal music, battlefield, and the pride of the generals..."

Daye officials praised it one after another and gathered together to discuss the poem. ~IndoMTL.com~ Wen Shengyang felt ashamed and raised his hand to touch his forehead. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Gu Linchao sitting there quietly.

His expression became more solemn, as if he was immersed in a certain artistic conception.

Wen Yanyang was a little strange. It was impossible that Gu Linchao was also frightened by the poem she just recited, right?

Isn't it possible?

But it is true.

Others were quite touched after hearing this poem, not to mention Gu Linchao, who had been on the battlefield as a boy and was used to seeing killing wars.

There was a hint of compassion between his brows.

It took a long time to recover from the artistic conception of the poem, and turned to look at Wen Mingsheng.

When Wen Mingyang saw this, she immediately sat upright, as if she hadn't looked at him just now, but out of the corner of her eye, she could clearly see the man staring at her for a while before looking away.

Dear, this chapter is finished, I wish you a happy reading! ^0^