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Hong Qianjun picked up the wine glass, as if he could smell the spiciness of the liquor. Instinctively, he pinched his nose with his other hand, as if he were about to drink poison. The reluctance was evident on his weathered face.
Who would willingly drink something akin to poison? For the honor of the Xia Guo Literary Circle, this old man had no choice but to risk his life and drink it!
Taking a deep breath, Hong Qianjun seemed to summon great determination and downed the entire hundred milliliters of wine in one go.
Cough, cough, cough!
He coughed incessantly, his face turning crimson as he leaned over the table, struggling to catch his breath.
Before long, a wave of nausea surged forth, and it felt as if a dam had burst in his mouth, expelling all the delicious food he had just eaten. The foul odor filled the air, causing Cen Ya, Ling Xue, and others to frown in disgust.
Yan Dong crossed his arms and leaned forward slightly to observe Hong Qianjun. Seeing him retching uncontrollably made Yan Dong's face twist in disdain.
Your disciple drank over three jin and didn’t make such a scene! As a teacher of such renown, how can you behave like this? Truly poison, it is poison!
Mu Jinkun, how are you holding up?
After vomiting, Hong Qianjun's complexion was at its worst. He glanced at his most outstanding student, Mu Jinkun, who had finished off the remaining wine. A sense of relief washed over him; the reputation of the Xia Kingdom would not be tarnished.
At that moment, Mu Jinkun lay on the ground, struggling and clutching his head while howling in agony.
Mu Jinkun! What’s wrong with you?
Meanwhile, Jiu Zhu, who had managed to hold back his own urge to vomit after drinking, staggered over to check on Mu Jinkun’s condition.
Seeing this scene from across the table, Su Qianxue couldn’t help but smile.
You all think you can conquer our Great Xia Dynasty’s literary world? How naïve!
It all relies on Shopkeeper Jiang!
Lin Qingyue and Luo Yuhua exchanged glances before looking back at Mu Jinkun on the ground with some concern.
Jiu Zhu swayed Mu Jinkun's body and asked anxiously, “Mu Jinkun, how are you feeling?”
Your Highness, stop shaking me! I’m not dead yet!
Mu Jinkun weakly replied, “My head hurts so much.”
The third bottle contained seven hundred fifty milliliters; with Jiu Zhu and Hong Qianjun each having a hundred milliliters, you’ve only drunk three hundred fifty milliliters!
Jiang Han said leisurely, “Next time’s wager will be a battle outside the capital; don’t bet on drinking then!”
On the ground, Mu Jinkun waved his hand dismissively, unable to articulate anything further as he continued to clutch his head.
Hong Qianjun and Jiu Zhu finally managed to help Mu Jinkun back to the table. The three of them swayed as they returned, with Jiu Zhu and Hong Qianjun stuffing themselves with food, trying to suppress the nausea rising in their stomachs. Mu Jinkun leaned back in his chair, feeling as if the world had turned dark, wishing he could just pass out; he felt utterly miserable.
Jiang Han observed this scene closely, muttering to himself, "Still alive, huh? You've got quite a tolerance!" He noted that everyone at the table had barely eaten anything. He called over a server from the tavern to bring more food and clean up the mess that Hong Qianjun had just expelled.
Lin Qingyue scanned the crowd, arms crossed, her gaze landing on the teasing Jiang Han before shifting to Su Qianxue. She noticed Su Qianxue gazing at Jiang Han with sparkling eyes, and irritation bubbled up within her. Jiang Han should be mine! How could he be helping His Majesty out of such a predicament? Ugh! The general was not pleased!
With this thought in mind, Lin Qingyue hesitated for a moment before deciding to stand up and approach Jiang Han. However, just as she rose, Cen Ya took the initiative to pick up a fur coat from the table and gently draped it over Jiang Han's shoulders.
Jiang Han chuckled as he chatted with Cen Ya, even pointing at the sprawled Mu Jinkun and commenting on his poor drinking capacity. Cen Ya laughed in response.
Seeing this unfold made Lin Qingyue's teeth clench in frustration. Just when she had mustered the courage to approach Jiang Han, here was Cen Ya swooping in first! Jiang Han was still supposed to be the general's man; he was out there making waves and nearly drinking the life out of those who opposed Xia Kingdom! No way could she let those seductive women actually take him away!
Determined not to let this happen, Lin Qingyue poured two cups of yellow wine and walked over to Jiang Han. " Shopkeeper Jiang! You are a genius in literature, a towering figure in the literary world. I admire you greatly," she began.
But before she could finish her sentence, Jiang Han led Cen Ya back to the table, and everyone else followed suit. Luo Yuhua lingered behind, strolling over casually and remarked, "Lin General, your ex seems to have lost interest in you. You might want to avoid embarrassing yourself further!"
"What did you say?" Lin Qingyue shot back. "What do you mean he has no interest? Is the general really that undesirable?"
Lin Qingyue shouted at Luo Yuhua. Luo Yuhua displayed a look of disdain, snorting twice before picking up her wine glass and heading to the table.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Lin Qingyue, filled with anger, walked over to find Su Qianxue and stated her intention to leave. Su Qianxue did not try to keep her and let Lin Qingyue walk away.
As Lin Qingyue reached the bottom of the stairs and looked up at the rooftop, she saw Jiang Han surrounded by four women, chatting animatedly. Jealousy surged within her once more. She decided to wait downstairs for a while.
Meanwhile, on the rooftop, everyone pretended to enjoy the dishes laid out on the table for a bit longer. Jiu Zhu, concerned for Mu Jinkun, urged him to eat more to sober up, but Mu Jinkun could hardly manage any food.
Before long, the gathering came to an end. Su Qianxue was the first to rise and glanced at Hong Qianjun and Jiu Zhu, saying, "In a best-of-five match, we have won three rounds! From now on, let’s not mention matters of the literary world!"
"Hong Daru, let’s conclude our business for today!" The crowd stood up to bow in respect to the Da Zhou Emperor. Su Qianxue nodded slightly and turned to leave the tavern. Upon reaching downstairs, she spotted Lin Qingyue standing with her arms crossed, still lingering. A smile broke on her face as she asked, "Lin General, are you waiting for Shopkeeper Jiang?"
"Your Majesty! I'm just standing here out of boredom," Lin Qingyue replied shyly. "Also, I’m worried that Langya Prince might come here to cause trouble, so I’m keeping watch."
"Thank you for your vigilance, Lin General! However, before I leave, I have some advice for you. Since he is your former fiancé, it would be best not to dwell on it too much."
After saying this, Su Qianxue turned and got into her carriage. Watching the carriage depart, Lin Qingyue angrily threw down her teacup and muttered to herself, "Former fiancé? It’s not like we can’t get back together!"
"Your Majesty, one day I will make you personally congratulate me on my wedding with Jiang Han! Just wait!"
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