The ministers, commanders at all levels and soldiers in the Ministry of Military Affairs all had dinner in their respective dining areas in the restaurant on the fifth floor. The hall was very quiet during the meal. The soldiers maintained strict military discipline and never spoke. Only the commander’s slender marble

There will be the sound of chatting at the dining table. The general and the deputy general have gone out, and Beitang Beiming is sitting in the first seat on the left, eating quietly.

Next to him is Nangong Hao, the minister of the Military Aircraft Department, a square-faced, extremely serious and steady middle-aged man. Next to him is Bai Fu, the minister of the Lingshu Department, a man with an elegant appearance and a leisurely manner. His son Bai Ze is in his early twenties.

Inheriting his father's gentle appearance, as his deputy minister, Bai Ze sat next to his father to dine. Opposite the Beiming dining table sat Ying Zheng, the head of the third branch. The Dongling Military and Political Department headquarters has three combat departments, namely one and two.

Three divisions, the rest of the soldiers will be under the direct control of the Lord.

The original minister of the second branch has retired at the age of 18, and there is still a vacancy. Yingzheng is a little older, in his forties, has a strong build, is slightly overweight, and is upright and upright. He is also the most impressive among the ministers.

People close to you.

In the past, Tian Kuo would sit next to his father or brother when he came to the ministry. Today, his father is not here. Tian Kuo originally wanted to go home for dinner, but when he walked to the door, Uncle Ying Zheng called him back. The uncle asked him to sit next to him.

Tiankuo was a little embarrassed. After all, he was still a little kid. He looked at Beiming, who nodded in acquiescence, so he stayed shamelessly.

The second half of the long table is occupied by the captains and commanders of each branch. They like to sit apart and sit with whomever they can chat with. Even when the general is there, everyone will not feel restrained.

The general is a very generous and casual person. He often eats a lot of food, drinks a lot of wine, and chats loudly with everyone before finishing the meal.

On the contrary, his son Beitang Beiming didn't say much. Everyone discussed privately that Beiming had assumed the important position of head of the first branch of the Military and Political Department at a young age. It was inevitable that he would become mature at a young age. Is it possible that he should be like him?

His younger brother Tiankuo was as bright and cheerful as ever, so it was impossible for a group of young and energetic soldiers to stay under control.

Everyone was chatting happily in the second half of the long table, and there was silence in front of them. Bei Ming just ate his meal. Uncle Ying Zheng wanted to chat with others, but found that Nangong and Bai Fu were both very boring, so he could only drink some by himself.

It was time to drink some wine and eat some side dishes. After a few sips, I still felt a little bored, so I said:

"Beiming, would you like to have a drink with me?"

Beiming looked up at him, seemingly thinking about something in his mind.

"Your father is not here and there is no one to accompany me."

"Uncle Ying," Tian Kuo whispered next to Ying Zheng, "my uncle asked my brother to drink less."

"So it's like this. He's young, so the general won't let him drink, right?" Uncle Ying Zheng seemed to have heard a very funny and cute joke and couldn't help but say it, although he tried to lower his rough voice.

But the effect was not very obvious. Everyone still looked at Beiming in novelty, and the steps were surprisingly consistent!

In fact, everyone still liked to see Bei Ming turn into a little boy. Everyone was looking forward to the next conversation, especially He Ba, who stretched his neck and looked back and forth, couldn't stop laughing, and even deliberately

Pretend to be trying to hold it in.

"No." Tiankuo whispered again.

"What is that?" Ying Zheng continued happily.

"Yes," Tian Kuo glanced at Bei Ming carefully. He was afraid that he had said the wrong thing, but Bei Ming continued to eat with his head down, obviously not taking it seriously. Tian Kuo naturally felt at ease.

Bing Bing continued: "My uncle is afraid that he won't be able to control himself when he drinks."

Ying Zheng's smile paused, and he asked straightforwardly: "Can't control it? What can't be controlled? Oh! I'm afraid he'll get drunk and won't be able to control it, right?" Then he laughed happily. Ying Zheng thought to himself, little one

The child was still a child, and he was really cute. He had always liked the Beitang brothers. But Ying Zheng never mentioned the word "children" after Bei Ming took over.

He Ba had already covered his mouth. He hadn't swallowed the food in his mouth yet. He was afraid that he would laugh out loud.

"No." Tiankuo continued in a low voice.

"What is that?" Ying Zheng asked with a smile.

"Uncle is afraid that my brother won't restrain himself and will drink you all down." A smile gradually appeared on Tian Kuo's quirky little face, unscrupulous, obviously his "little trick" succeeded.

"Ah?" Ying Zheng couldn't believe his ears. Even Nangong Hao, who had a serious face, looked at Bei Ming.

"My brother has been drinking wine as water since he was a child, and he mistakenly drank his uncle's wine as water since he was two years old." At this point, Tiankuo shrugged his shoulders, "It was only after he became minister that he restrained himself." Now.

It was Tiankuo's turn to hold back his laughter.

After hearing this, He Ba spit out a mouthful of rice on his hands and coughed loudly. The commanders around him were really afraid that he would lose his breath. A man sitting next to him rolled his eyes at He Ba, looking disgusted.

, the man raised his arm and glanced to see if his clothes were stained by He Ba. This man was the 22-year-old Leng Yi, a colleague in the second branch with He Ba, the captain of the first column. This man had a pair of

With his phoenix eyes, charming face, and extremely cold and handsome appearance, it is hard to compare him to any man in the entire Military and Administrative Department.

"Shall I have a drink with you?" Beiming suddenly spoke.

"Ah, okay." Ying Zheng greeted before he fully understood.

Bei Ming gestured to the soldiers behind him, and immediately someone brought two empty bowls and a jar of wine.

"Have you seen enough?" Bei Ming said politely.

"Absolutely." Ying Zheng suddenly felt a little confused. He had always known that the general had a good drinker and he was no match for him, but now it seems that this boy Beiming is just a jar of wine, so he shouldn't be much worse than his father.

The two of them drank one bowl after another. After a while, everyone began to continue eating in silence. The child who originally wanted to see him was drunk but did not see it. Minister Ying, who thought he had a good drinker, was already drunk. Bei Ming

He continued to drink the second jar he just opened like a normal person.

Suddenly, when he heard He Ba shouting, his brows were filled with joy, and his mouth was grinning happily.

"Ah ah ah." I heard him murmuring happily, wiping his mouth, swallowing the last mouthful of rice, and stood up hurriedly, as if he was happy about something.

"What's going on? You're like this?" asked Yan Tong, who was sitting opposite. He was the captain of the first column of the Beiming branch. He had extremely high spiritual skills, was subtle and changeable, was cheerful and lively, and liked to talk. Even if he was with

He can always find topics to talk about when he is with Bei Ming, and his cooperation with Bei Ming is flawless on weekdays, and he is thoughtful and experienced. He can be called the perfect choice to be the captain of a branch and a column.

The reason why Yan Tong did not participate in this ministerial selection was entirely because of Bei Ming. The two of them worked very well in their daily work, and he had a deep relationship with Bei Ming. This made him feel at ease in the branch, and he did not want to go back to the branch.

Seek high places.

"A friend is here to see me." He Ba deliberately raised his voice so that everyone could hear him. His smug look made the men feel the urge to beat him up.

"Who is it?" Yan Tong looked at his virtue and couldn't help but ask through gritted teeth. He was usually a person who couldn't hold back his words. Of course, it depends on the matter.

"Xiaoyin!" He Ba deliberately turned the door this time and said in a high-pitched voice.
Chapter completed!