Siheyuan: Building a strong dragon country on the eve of the anti-eagle war

“Zheng’er, just accept what the elders give you.

Here, this is given to you by Aunt Qian."

After he finished speaking, Chief Qian took out a red cloth bag and opened it, revealing a pair of gold earrings inside.

"Aunt Qian, thank you."

Chief Qian said with relief: "Zheng'er, this was originally yours.

Aunt Qian has been keeping it for you before.

Wait sometime for you to give it to Xiyao."

Zheng Guo smiled and nodded to accept it.

After that, Zheng Guo received a lot of gifts.

Among them, the elders and those in high positions almost all sent gifts; even Mr. Lou gave Mr. Xu Beihong's painting of thousands of horses galloping.

Li Yunlong and Director Yang wanted much more practical things, so they gave out red envelopes.

After toasting in the three private rooms, Zheng Guo returned to private room No. 1 and drank with the elders. It was a pity that Long Yuan and Zhang Guoshou were too old to drink too much.

"Okay, Zheng'er, let's chat and you go drink with the other guests."

"Mr. Zhou, do you still want to drink? Why don't you come with me to the next room?"

"That's what I was thinking. Let's go."

"Hahaha!"

The other old men all laughed when they saw this.

Zheng Guo brought Mr. Zhou to private room number two. Li Yunlong and Zhao Gang took the lead and immediately stood up to greet Mr. Zhou.

Mr. Zhou waved his hand, "There are no leaders today, only drinking buddies."

"Commander, please sit down!"

Li Yunlong gave the main seat to Mr. Zhou.

Soon the drinking started here, and Zheng Guo immediately activated ten Moments of Glory to respond to the challenge.

I don’t know how long we drank, but Director Lou came over and said that Long Yuan and the others were leaving.

Zheng Guo immediately stood up to see him off.

After seeing Long Yuan and the others off, Zheng Guo first returned to private room No. 3, and drank with the people there for a while. Finally, he called Director Yang, Xu Damao, and two senior brothers who wanted to drink to private room No. 2, and Sixth Brother also followed with a smile to keep them company.

The meal in private room No. 3 was almost over, and Zheng Guo sent a few more people away, leaving only Lin Tao, Li Xiyao, Qin Huairu and others behind.

Not long after, Xu Damao came hurriedly and fell down hurriedly. He was the first one to fall down after drinking.

An unknown amount of time passed, and Zheng Guo felt drunk even after turning on the Moment of Glory.

Correspondingly, the only ones who could continue to fight in the private room were Li Yunlong, Zhang Dabiao, Sixth Brother, Director Yang and Old Zhou. Of course, Old Zhou was old and his alcohol tolerance was not that strong, but because of his status, no one dared to take the initiative to ask him to drink.

As for the others, they had obviously lost their fighting ability and were helped to other private rooms to rest.

"Come on, keep drinking."

Zheng Guo finally discovered that Mr. Zhou was just a person who liked to watch the fun and not mind the trouble.

“Come on, finish your drink early and end the fight early.

Brother Li, let's drink three bowls of wine first.

"Uh"

Li Yunlong burped and looked at Zheng Guo with a worried look on his face.

"Brother Li, you are not going to be able to do it.

If you admit that you can't do it, I'll assume you're drunk."

Li Yunlong's eyes widened instantly, "Bullshit, I'm still strong, I have good news to tell you, maybe in a few months your sister-in-law will be able to give birth to a big fat boy for me.

Hahaha! "

"Brother Li, congratulations. Then we have to clink six bowls."

"You! Well, I'll just celebrate for my son in advance."

The two of them clinked their bowls, and Zheng Guo finished the first bowl of wine without even blinking an brow.

Li Yunlong drank half a bowl with a painful look on his face, burped again, and pretended to lie on the table.

Yes, no matter fighting or drinking, when it comes to fighting, Li Yunlong has people he admires, and when it comes to drinking, the only person Li Yunlong admires is Zheng Guo. This guy is like a beast and always makes others drunk.

"Brother Xiao Zheng is awesome, it's our turn now."

Zhang Dabiao stood up shakily, and followed the same rule of drinking six bowls. Three bowls were to celebrate Zheng Guo's housewarming, and three bowls were to celebrate Li Yunlong's fatherhood in advance.

But after only touching the second bowl, Zhang Dabiao also lay down on the table.

"Uncle Yang, let's have six bowls too."

Director Yang waved his hand

"Forget it, it's enough to drink almost anything.

Besides, no matter how many drinks I have, I am sure I am no match for you."

"Uncle Yang, how can this be possible?

We are men, and more importantly, soldiers. We must have the spirit of a sword, and we must also fall on the road of drinking. "

Old Zhou on the side laughed. It was obvious that Zheng Guo was going to get everyone present drunk.

"Xiao Zheng, what is this Bright Sword Spirit you are talking about? I have never heard of it."

Zheng Guo's mind was confused, and he immediately remembered the words of Li Yunlong in the original play when he was taking the exam in the military academy.

"Mr. Zhou, this is something I made up. Don't take it seriously."

Boss Zhou laughed and said, "Then keep making it up. I think this is very interesting."

Li Yunlong, who was lying on the ground, felt dizzy. When he heard the spirit of Bright Sword, it was as if his soul was touched.

It’s a pity that I was pretending to be drunk, but fortunately Mr. Zhou was also curious and asked.

"become.

The spirit of "Swords of Light" should be like this: when ancient swordsmen met their opponents, no matter how strong the opponent was, even if the opponent was the best swordsman in the world, they would still show their swords even though they knew they could not defeat him. Even if they fell under the opponent's sword, they would still be honored in defeat. This is the spirit of "Swords of Light".

After hearing this explanation, Mr. Zhou's expression immediately became serious. Especially after careful consideration, he felt that the spirit of Drawing Sword was more suitable for the army of the New Dragon Kingdom.

Yes, the army of the New Dragon Kingdom has grown from nothing to something, from weak to strong, from few to many, and has won victory after victory over the strong with the weak. Isn't this the embodiment of the spirit of Drawing the Sword?

"it is good!"

Li Yunlong, who was lying on his stomach, felt the hairs on his body stand up when he heard this, and his soul seemed to be burning at this moment.

Others may not understand this, but he understands it very well.

Even in the past, Li Yunlong had made a summary of fighting will and military spirit, but it was a pity that he had little education. Although he had it, it was too messy to be presented.

Now, after hearing about the spirit of Bright Sword, it really touched his heart.

Several people immediately looked at Li Yunlong. If a drunk man could still talk, he must be pretending to be drunk.

Just when Zhou Lao and Zheng Guo were about to interfere with Li Yunlong, Li Yunlong uttered another sentence.

"Good wine, Xiao, Xiao Zheng, brother, let's continue drinking."

Although what they said sounded fake, no one took it seriously.

If Li Yunlong is really woken up and he pesters everyone to drink, wouldn't that reignite the war?

After a few people chatted for a while, the housewarming party ended.

Mr. Lou made arrangements in advance, and Li Yunlong also made arrangements.

So everyone got in the car and went back home.

Soon, the driver drove Zheng Guo's jeep to his new home.

"Xiyao, you are not an outsider either. You can't just watch Zheng Er get drunk without anyone taking care of him."

"Sixth Aunt, this."

"Ouch, I think I'm going to throw up."

Yes, Jungkook started pretending to be drunk when they were in the car.

Since Li Yunlong can pretend to be drunk anyway, it doesn’t seem to be a big deal for a small person like him to pretend to be drunk.

Li Xiyao immediately patted Zheng Guo's back worriedly.