"Okay, it's a scumbag, it's a measure of mind!" Before the wine glass fell, a loud praise sounded not far away. Immediately afterwards, He Zhizhang, Zhang Ruoxu and Bi Gou, three old seniors, walked over slowly.

Obviously, the three of them came to check the situation when they heard the noise here. Instantly, Lu Xun's mind became clear and he did not dare to chase Zhang Qian and he was drunk. Zhang Qian did not expect that he would be eavesdropped on Zhang Ruoxu's words and three old seniors. He immediately came forward and hid, and was very embarrassed with a cup of white wine.

"Did you say those words just now? Or did you write the articles you wrote before?" Bi Gou, who had white hair and hair, was not as scrupulous as a young man. He glared at Lu Xun first, and then walked towards Zhang Qian with a smile.

"I just said it casually to everyone." Zhang Qian had no choice but to answer honestly, "I am not good at writing articles."

"Since you have such talent, how can you say that you are not good at writing articles? Young people must not be too modest!" Bi Gou smiled and said in a very domineering manner, "Go back and copy it and ask someone to send it to my husband's house. The title is "Saying Wine". The most important thing in writing articles is to express your thoughts directly. As for the choice of words and sentences, as long as it is smooth, there is no need to be too fancy!"

"This..." Zhang Qian was immediately overwhelmed and didn't know how to refuse so that Senior Bi would not be angry with him. Seeing this, Zhang Ruoxue immediately kicked him over, "I don't know where Longweng's home is, right? Just write it after you go back, and then send it to my husband's mansion. I will take you to find Longweng's guidance in person!"

"Yes! Uncle Shi!" Zhang Qian had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree. At the same time, he muttered in his heart that Zhang Ruoxu was not righteous. If he had known this, he would not have given up on him just now.

However, the young talents around him looked at him one by one, and the envy on his face was as if nothing had happened.

No matter how bumpy Bi Gou's career has been in recent years, he was also an old senior in the officialdom who was a member of the Secretariat and drafted imperial edicts for the emperor. At the same time, this person is also a Beidou-level figure in the Tang Dynasty literary world, and his influence is not inferior to He Zhizhang. If someone goes to Bi Mansion to submit a paper, it is hard to say whether he can pass the gatehouse. Zhang Qian was named by Senior Bi personally and asked to send the article to the mansion, but he actually wanted to push the three obstacles, but Zhang Ruoxu had to agree to lead the way and nod!

"Isn't it just a few drunken words? We can say it even if we want to say it. What is the measure of the heart? If you drink too much wine, the effect will not be the same?" As the saying goes, people are so angry that they are so angry that they are so angry that they murmured under the table.

"Why didn't you stand up and say drunken words when Lu Xun was making trouble just now?" Wei Dao, who was drinking at the same table, immediately moved the stool a little far away from the person, and sneered and argued. "If you have the courage to take Lu Xun, now Bi Zhongshu invites the person to send articles to his house, you will be!"

The young man was blushed by Wei Dao and lowered his head, not daring to speak nonsense anymore. However, Wei Dao himself continued to turn his eyes to Bi Gou, He Zhizhang and others, looking at the old seniors, who else are they planning to support in addition to Zhang Qian today?

Sure enough, he asked the servant for wine and drank a small sip with Zhang Qian. Bi Gou turned his head to everyone and said loudly again: "Some time ago in Hedong, I suddenly read a song "The Song of the Frontier", which contained a sentence "Don't laugh at me when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from wars in ancient times!" It is very popular. I wonder if Mr. Wang Han is here today? Let me give you a cup of honor!"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Han jumped up and bowed with a cup, "I dare not take it, I dare not take it. My works can catch the eyes of my predecessors, and I am so frightened!"

"I'm here to join in the fun!" He Zhizhang smiled friendly at Wang Han and raised his glass high. "Among the frontier poems I have read, this poem is the best so far!"

"Don't laugh at me when I sleep drunk on the battlefield. How many people have returned from wars in ancient times! After reading this sentence, I almost rushed to the frontier!" Zhang Ruoxu was not willing to fall behind, and also raised his glass of wine to invite Wang Han to drink together.

Wang Han could no longer maintain his previous freedom and calmness. His face turned red as if it had been burning, and his eyes were slightly red. His mouth opened again and again, but he could not say a word. Finally, he just raised the chrysanthemum wine in his hand and swallowed the siphon.

He Zhizhang and others accompanied him to take a few sips of wine and talked to him about his experience of writing poems. Then, they turned their eyes to Zhang Jiuling. They smiled and exaggerated Jiuling's words, "The bright moon is born on the sea, and the world is sharing this time" will surely be passed down through the ages.

Zhang Jiuling started his official career early, and was old friends with He Zhizhang and Zhang Ruoxu, and had met Bi Gou several times. Therefore, after hearing the praises of the three, he was not as excited as Wang Han. He just smiled and said that he had just been studying hard for many days, and then he accidentally got a few words and could not be the praises of his predecessors. Then he humbly asked Bi Gou for some experience in writing articles, and raised his glass again to celebrate the blessing of everyone's reunion in Chang'an after several years.

This feast, called Appreciation of chrysanthemums, actually includes the meaning of giving young people a chance to stand out. Therefore, Bi Gou, He Zhizhang and Zhang Ruoxu could not always reminisce about the past with Zhang Jiuling. Soon, he held up his wine glass and walked towards another young talent named Mu Nanfeng, commenting on his most proud poem in public.

Mu Nanfeng was about the same age as Wang Han, both in his early twenties. How could he keep his normal heart in front of the three literary masters? He was so excited that he burst into tears on the spot. Zhang Ruoxu laughed and teased a few times before he recovered his calmness.

Immediately, He Zhizhang and others turned to several other young talents who were very popular recently, and talked to them about their experiences in writing poems and writing articles. Whether it was a few words of praise or a few words of advice, they benefited a lot.

On the side of the young talent, seeing Zhang Ruoxu, who was the master, had already come down and walked around, he began to chat with each other and met each other. Some of the active minds even took the opportunity to chat with the older ones and told Zhang that Wang Shi, Sima Chengzhen (Bai Yunzi) and other seniors had raised their wine. As a result, the atmosphere in the garden became more lively, and everyone was drinking with a glass of wine and drank a lot.

Although Zhang Qian's social ability is very average, today, using alcohol to taste people, Lu Xu made Lu Xu look ugly in public, and was favored by Bi Gou, it inevitably became one of the focus of everyone's attention. Not only Zhang Jiuling, Zhang Xu, Wang Han and others who Wang Zhihuan had introduced him to him before, took the initiative to raise a glass to him, and talented men such as Mu Nanfeng, Zhao Zixiao, and Cao Anshi who had not had time to meet before, also took the initiative to find an opportunity to come forward and drink and chat with him.

Everyone is similar in age and there is no time for any misunderstandings or conflicts to occur between them. Therefore, they are very speculative and forget the time without realizing it.

Only Lu Xun and a few real playboys lacked ink in their stomachs, and they could not say they would go with most of the literary seniors and talents of the same age. And the cockfighting they usually show off was no one to support them today. Therefore, the more they drink, the more they become, the more they scratched their heads, and they only regretted that it was too late.

"Brother Lu, why isn't that person with the surname Zhang? Not only Bi Gou is very beautiful, Bai Yunzi's old bull's nose has also taken the initiative to go for him?!" The boring person likes to cause trouble. A playboy secretly poked Lu Zhang with his finger and asked in a low voice.

"Bai Yunzi? Looking for him?" Lu Qi finally calmed down for a while, and was teased by this person and immediately started to mess around again. His eyes quickly turned to Zhang Qian, and he saw that the latter and the old Taoist Bai Yunzi were holding wine cups and chatting and laughing.

The people around were noisy, so no matter how good the ears were, Lu Xun could not hear every word Zhang Qian and Bai Yunzi said from a distance. He could only vaguely capture "Doctor Sun, medicinal wine, meridians..." and other words. Suddenly, while jealous, he felt confused in his heart. Instinctively picked up an empty wine glass and swayed it over.

After drinking at least four taels of white wine in a row, Zhang Qian was already half drunk and didn't notice that someone was approaching him quietly. He heard that the old Taoist Sima Chengzhen did not talk about health preservation with him or cultivating immortals with him. Instead, he talked about how he and Sun Anzu used the characteristics of white wine that were far stronger than other wines and carried drugs to treat difficult and complicated diseases. He immediately became very fond of this person.

"What the Taoist priest said is strong, and the master has a special noun, which is alcohol." Since he felt good about it and the other party was asking for advice sincerely, Zhang Qian could not make excuses. He took Sima Chengzhen's words and smiled and discussed with the other party, "What if the Taoist priest understands is the essence of wine. Usually, the higher the alcohol content, the stronger the alcohol nature. Well, it should be marked as zero to one hundred. Zero means no alcohol, and a cup of white water. One hundred is all alcohol, and there is no admixture inside!"

"Well, this method is direct!" Bai Yunzi Sima Chengzhen had a very high EQ. He didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Every sentence came to what Zhang Qian wanted to express most, "Those with low degree, the essence of alcohol is less, and they cannot dissolve the meridians that are blocked, and they cannot pass through the blocked meridians. Those with high degree can better transform the essence of the medicine into it. When encountering blocked meridians, they will also be like a silver needle poking a flesh tendon!"

"I don't understand what meridians are. But some drugs are indeed easier to dissolve in alcohol!" It is rare that someone doesn't talk about writing poems and writing articles with him. Zhang Qian's mentality is very relaxed and said with relish. "But the alcohol content should not be too high for people to drink. Otherwise, it will easily hurt the body!"

Although some of the wisdom crystallizations of Taoism are not as detailed as modern science, they are also summarized by carefully observing various phenomena in nature. Therefore, without Zhang Qian's detailed explanation, Sima Chengzhen accepted his point of view without any effort, "Of course, things will turn back, and it is the reason between heaven and earth!"

"It must be a general range, right?" Wei Dao came over at some point, curled his lips and shouted beside him, "Senior Bai Yunzi said that if there is less essence of alcohol, it will not be able to prescribe medicine. You also said that too much alcohol can easily harm the body. Can't you take the doctrine of the mean that it can not only degrade the medicinal properties but also not harm the body?"

"That's the wine in your glass, or the wine in this glass contains a little higher alcohol." Zhang Qian thought for a while and answered truthfully according to the medical knowledge he knew, "It is probably that the amount of alcohol contained in seven is the upper limit, and no matter how high it is, it will be harmful to the human body."

"70%, how can I know that the essence of wine is 70%? Can I taste it with my mouth? How is that possible?" Wei Dao, who deserves to be the word "Pin" as the Gangjing, immediately frowned and competed with Zhang Qian.

"Yes, do you taste it with your mouth?" Lu Xun was worried that he would not have the chance to avenge his previous "revenge of a single arrow", and laughed and spoke next to him. "Hahaha, Zhang Yongzhao really had a good mouth! The essence of this wine is colorless and invisible, and it is hard to distinguish between water and water. But you have to divide it into a glass of wine, which contains the essence? How to divide it, taste it with your mouth? Let's give it a taste for everyone?" The first update is here. Good health for everyone on the Dragon Boat Festival! Drinking apprentice
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