Before Ouyang Rong came to Xunyangdu to pick him up, he never thought that

The dark-skinned, plain-looking, stocky man with a felt hat in front of him was the world-famous Meizhou Governor Li Zhengyan.

Before approaching, he couldn't help but take a second look at Li Zhengyan, who was squatting on the stone grating of Xunyang Ferry Pier, joking and chatting with the sweat-clad workers at the terminal.

He doesn't look like a former governor at all, but more like an honest and honest farmer.

Ouyang Rong glanced at the group of entourage waiting quietly behind the middle-aged man in the dark felt hat, and then at the Yangzhou official ship docked at the dock. His identity should be unmistakable.

He tried to shout: "Master Li."

Li Zhengyan, who was talking and laughing, turned his head reluctantly, his eyes fell on Ouyang Rong, and he looked at him intently.

"Don't call me a grown-up, I'm just a petty official now.

"You are the good man who 'study hard and make progress day by day', right? I know, I often heard Brother Xie and Brother Shen mention you before, haha, you may not know me, but I am very familiar with you."

Li Zhengyan stood up and greeted him with a smile.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Li... Mr. Li for your love."

Ouyang Rong paused. Seeing that Li Zhengyan and his party were not wearing official uniforms and were traveling in casual clothes, he stopped using official courtesy and clasped his fists in shame:

"Junior, I'm a little late. Please forgive me, seniors."

He arrived a long time later, with an apologetic look on his face, and his peripheral vision glanced at the expressions of Li Zhengyan, Wei Shaoqi and others behind him as if unintentionally.

Li Zhengyan didn't ask why he was late. He waved his hand and said with a half-smile:

"No problem, Lianghan will drink three glasses of wine as a penalty later."

Ouyang Rongwei opened his eyes wide: "Li Gong, do all the heroes of Guanlong drink so well?"

"That's not true." Li Zhengyan laughed:

"I have been an official abroad for many years, and the drinking capacity of Shandong heroes is comparable to that of Guan Longhan.

"However, I have limited knowledge and have not come from the southeast. I don't know much about the drinking capacity of Jiangnan heroes. However, during this trip to Yangzhou, I experienced the colorful fireworks of Yangzhou. It is indeed an intoxicating and gentle hometown.

"It's just that the literati in Yangzhou drink too softly and sentimentally. After drinking a glass of wine, they have to recite a few lines of poetry, which is a bit sentimental. To put it mildly, they drink too much."

A group of followers behind Li Zhengyan laughed in good faith. Li Zhengyan also laughed and looked back, then smiled at Ouyang Rong and said:

"I wonder how drunk people are here in Jiangnan West?"

Ouyang Rong nodded: "It's a pity that Mr. Li has never met me, otherwise he wouldn't question our Jiangnan drinking capacity."

Li Zhengyan raised his eyebrows, "Oh? What does Liang Han have to say?"

Ouyang Rong pointed to himself and said modestly: "Me, I can never pour a thousand cups, and I have never met an opponent in my life."

The atmosphere on the field was obviously stunned.

There was a pause.

Li Zhengyan was a little surprised by someone's straightforwardness. Wei Shaoqi, Du Shuqing, Wang Junzhi and others who were accompanying him also looked at him sideways.

Li Zhengyan and his companions looked at each other calmly and then smiled and praised:

"You're a good man, you're straight, don't beat around the bush, okay, I'll have a nice drink later."

Ouyang Rong said seriously:

"This time Mr. Li is visiting Xunyang. If there is a banquet, please be sure to call me."

"Easy to say, easy to say." Li Zhengyan laughed.

Ouyang Rong turned sideways and spread his hands to signal: "Mr. Li, Mr. Wei... please come here. The carriage is in place and the official post house is ready. Let's go put the luggage first.

"The dinner will be served at the humble house in Chaisangfang. When the junior aunt heard that the seniors were coming, she cooked the meal herself to welcome you."

"Auntie, you're welcome."

"Mr. Li, please don't come out. My aunt has cooked some farm side dishes. I don't know if you are used to them, but I asked Xunyang Tower to send you Nuer Hong. I promise to keep enough wine so that I don't get drunk tonight."

"Lianghan is really enthusiastic and refreshing. He's so good that he won't come home until he's drunk."

That night, a banquet was held at the Huaiye Lane residence.

Before the dinner started, the female relatives in the Huaiye Lane mansion were extremely serious in their preparations, and Ouyang Rong also acted very solemnly.

Even Xie Lingjiang came over to act as a companion.

Seeing this, while waiting for the maid to bring the food and wine, Li Zhengyan and others looked at each other with a rather surprised expression.

The reception feast begins.

Without saying a word, Ouyang Rong stood up and asked Xie Lingjiang to help pour the wine. He first drank three glasses of wine as a punishment.

One cup is equivalent to half a catty of wine, and three cups is equivalent to one and a half catties of wine, although the alcohol content of old wine is not high.

But people who are too drunk will basically fall down in the middle of the punishment.

"Mr. Li, Mr. Wei, Brother Wang... I won't say more, I'll fine you a drink first."

Seeing Ouyang Rong's boldness and enthusiasm, he took the lead in drinking. He drank it down without any leakage from the corners of his mouth, which was very refreshing.

Among the people accompanying Li Zhengyan, some of them were a little dissatisfied with the Jiang governor's late arrival in the afternoon, and they seemed to be arrogant, but their dissatisfaction immediately subsided.

"Lord Ouyang, you are so powerful. Today I have changed the style of Jiangnan literati in my heart."

Li Zhengyan sighed with emotion, and while Ouyang Rongyang finished his first glass of wine, his words changed slightly:

"But Lianghan, please drink slowly. It's a long night. You and I have admired Lianghan's name for a long time. We feel like old friends when we meet today. We need to have a good chat..."

"Nothing, just finish the fine wine first."

Ouyang Rong waved his hand, thanked Jiang and lowered his eyes, and filled his empty glass with understanding and understanding.

Li Zhengyan thought about it and felt that it was just three drinks, and nodded in agreement:

"It's okay, Lianghan is generous."

Seeing him drink the second and third cup in high spirits.

Wei Shaoqi, who had always been taciturn and read more than talked, suddenly spoke:

"Lianghan's face doesn't matter."

Li Zhengyan looked up and found that his little brother's face was red. He was worried and suggested:

"If you want bad Han to pick up more food, um, niece Xie Xian, hurry up and get him some food."

"No...it's okay, I can drink."

Someone held the table, shook his glass and raised his glass, biting his tongue and saying:

"Wanwan, get out of the way. I'm happy to see my senior today. The wine... I have to finish the drinking. I... I can drink, so get out of the way."

After saying that, I drank half of my fourth cup.

The person is lying down, his face is red, and he is lying on the table.

Broken into pieces.

Li Zhengyan and others: "..."

"Big brother."

"Tanlang."

Xie Lingjiang and Zhen Shuyuan stepped forward, frowned and supported them, apologizing to the guests. Li Zhengyan quickly waved his hands to comfort them.

Immediately, the two women sent the drunken master of the mansion back to his room.

There was only a table of fine wine and delicacies left in the hall, and a group of guests.

The air was silent.

Li Zhengyan, Wei Shaoqi, Du Shuqing, and Wang Junzhi couldn't help but look at each other.

This...is less than half a catty.

Du Shuqing was confused: "You won't get drunk after a thousand cups?"

Everyone's mouths twitched together.

Wei Shaoqi turned his head and glanced at the leader Li Zhengyan: "Mr. Yan, that matter..."

Li Zhengyan waved his hand: "It's okay. Let's talk when we wake up."

As he said this, he picked up the jug from which Ouyang Rong poured wine, poured a glass of wine for himself, and tasted it alone.

After Li Zhengyan finished tasting the wine, he lowered his eyes and put down the glass, nodded, and shook his head again.

He was the first to take out his chopsticks and eat, and everyone followed.

After a while, everyone left after having enough wine and food...

Five days passed in the blink of an eye from the reception party at the Huaiye Lane residence.

Li Zhengyan and others gradually discovered that this young, handsome, hospitable and hospitable Jiangzhou governor seemed to have a good taste for wine.

Although, he got drunk after just a few glasses of wine, almost becoming drunk.
To be continued...