Entering the Central Army's tent.

In the middle, Song Shijiang sat opposite Liu Bei, and Lu Junyi, Chen Gonggong and Sun Sheng and others sat on the left, Guan Yu sat on the right. And further down, due to Zhang Fei's joining, the generals were already sitting in a mixed place, and it was difficult to distinguish between guests and hosts.

At the seat, Song Shijiang bowed and said, "Brother Xuande, I wonder what happened to Brother Xuande's visit this time?"

Liu Bei smiled and bowed, saying, "Brother Gongming, it's not important to come today. It's just that both Bei and Gongming sat alone in the town with a salary of three hundred stones. They felt deeply moved, so they came to bow."

"Brother Xuande is a descendant of the imperial family, and it is reasonable to sit alone in the battle. Song Jiang is only a small despicable official, and he is valued by all the adults. Only when he sits all the way, he is really frightened in his heart." Song Shijiang smiled and said in a pretense modesty.

"Where is it? I heard that Brother Gongming is loyal and brave, heroic and righteous. He gathered strong generals and strong soldiers under his command. It really made Liu Bei admire him. Look, today's banquet, Gongming's tent is full of talents and powerful generals are like clouds." Liu Bei turned his body slightly and looked at the seat below, with an indescribable smell in his eyes. "Guan Bei, the generals are only two members of Guan Zhang, and there are only more than a thousand soldiers."

"Where are there." Song Shijiang waved his hand, "It's all brothers, just gathering together for loyalty and righteousness. In terms of virtue, it's better than Brother Xuande; if it's brave, it's better than the two generals of Guan and Zhang." The two county magistrates were humble and said that they were sympathetic and polite, but at least the atmosphere on the table became more and more harmonious.

"Come on, Brother Xuande, General Guan, I wish you a cup for you." Song Shijiang raised his glass and said to them with a smile.

Liu Bei and Guan Yu also raised their glasses with both hands, bowed and smiled and said, "Respect the magistrate of Song County, and you all."

Everyone drank it all in one go.

After drinking, Liu Bei paused and looked at Song Shijiang sincerely and said, "Brother Gongming, now Dong thief is in chaos. We will attack Luoyang for twenty towns to promote the court. However, you and I are weak in positions and soldiers, and we need to watch and help each other. I will not hide it from my brother, I am here today, just hope to form an alliance with my brother."

Song Shijiang smiled in his heart. There will be something wrong when he comes to the door. I think it is the same. All the princes gathering together have their own thoughts, are they all for the purpose of attacking Dong Zhuo? No, making a name for Wan, and making yourself bigger is the goal. You Liu Bei's mind is the same. By attacking Dong, you can gain fame, gain fame, expand your power, and protect yourself. In this way, forming an alliance is the best way. The other princes see you unknown, and have low officials and few generals but weak soldiers. Except for Gongsun Zan, you are your classmates to take care of you, who will pay attention to you? Of course, I, Song Shijiang, know your future glory and can establish a good relationship with you, which is what I want to do. However, the purpose of attacking Dong this time may be different. My purpose is to see the heroes, know the weight and understand the general trend. It is not urgent to make a name for Wan.

Song Shijiang said: "Brother, have we all formed a bloody alliance and raised the banner of loyalty and righteousness?"

Liu Bei shook his head and said, "Brother Gongming. I don't know that although I have formed a rebel army, all heroes must have different intentions. We are weak and if we want to do something, we must work together and help each other."

"How to watch?" Song Shijiang asked.

"Advance and retreat together, and fight against the enemy together." Liu Bei stroked his short beard and said slowly.

"Song still has Lord Qiao Mao in town and needs to be listened to. Brother Xuande also has Gongsun Prefect who can help him along the way. How can we advance and retreat together and fight the enemy together?" Song Shijiang looked at Liu Bei and asked.

"No, brother, Bei is not saying that we are united in the army. What Bei says is that if there is a plan in the coalition, you and I can respond more to it before we can gain a foothold. It is not enough to stand up with their own prefects, the Song County Magistrate." Liu Bei also looked back at Song Shijiang and said. Especially when talking about the word Dao County Magistrate, Liu Bei's pronunciation was even more serious.

Haha, that is to say, I hope everyone will seize the opportunity to stand out, make good use of it, and help each other, I understand. Song Shijiang looked at Liu Bei with a smile and said, "Mr. Liu, you are so proud of it. Song understands it. It is okay to advance and retreat together and fight the enemy together."

Liu Bei was overjoyed and raised his glass and said, "Yes, advance and retreat together, and fight against the enemy together. Brother Gongming, please."

"Come on, raise your glass and drink together!"

Next, during the conversation between the big guys above, the generals of each battalion had already been busy drinking because they had lifted the ban on alcohol.

Lu Zhishen was impatient with the habit of eating in the Han Dynasty. He waved his hand and called Dian Wei Wusong together. He asked Zhang Fei opposite him, "Brother Zhang Fei, can you come over and drink with a big bowl?"

Zhang Fei had long envied the generousness of these guys. He slapped his thighs, stood up and laughed, "Some family is also thinking that drinking is not very good. Come on, add one."

The four of them got together and knelt in all directions. Wu Song slapped the jar of wine with a "bar" and poured a large bowl for the four of them. He smiled and said to Zhang Fei: "Brother Zhang Fei, please eat and eat. This wine is the good wine brought from Liangshan. Is it the same as what you have always eaten?"

The wine that Wu Song was most unaccustomed to after coming to the Han Dynasty was the wine of the Later Han Dynasty. Not only was the turbid wine, but it was also tasteless. So he only drank the old rice wine brewed by his guards in Liangshan. This was thanks to the good wine brewed by Zhu Fu, the logistics officer on Liangshan. Although it was not as good as "three bowls but noodle", it was considered to be a bottle of fragrance. After Dian Wei became a gang with Lu Zhishen Wu Song and returned to the Liangshan Guards, the most surprising thing was the wine of Liangshan, which was high in the degree of mellowness and deliciousness. Wu Song opened the wine jar and couldn't help but become more savory to Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei heard this, raised his head and raised the bowl and drank it all, clattering his mouth, and was so happy that his hair and beard were erect and his vents were opened. He shouted like a thunderous voice: "Good wine, it's really good wine. It's mellow and breathable."

"Then come back and see how much you drink, brother."

"Come on, I'll do it. I'll say what kind of alcohol you can eat? Just pour it down." Zhang Fei waved his hand happily and said.

"Oh, then let's drink ten bowls first?" Wu Song couldn't help but smile and said, seeing Zhang Fei's heroic spirit.

Not to mention that Zhang Fei was rough, his heart was quite meticulous. He seemed to see a trace of joke in Wu Song's eyes, so he immediately thrust his chest, laughed loudly, and said, "It's okay, what do you call this brother? Just come."

"Wu Song is down." Wu Song stopped talking, grabbed the wine jar with one hand to help Zhang Fei go up, then raised the bowl and raised his head and poured it down. After drinking, he raised the bowl and smiled at Zhang Fei.

Seeing that Wu Song was so happy, Zhang Fei laughed: "It's so satisfying." He also raised his neck and poured it down.

Wu Song still grabbed the wine jar in his hand, and then he filled two more bowls, said nothing, and then raised his head and drank a bowl.

Seeing this, Zhang Fei drank the bowl of wine again.

Wu Song casually slapped another jar of wine, filled it with three drinks, and smiled and showed his eyes.

Zhang Fei also drank it all in one go.

Soon, the two of them drank six big bowls without saying a word. Their drinks had already alarmed the other brothers and they all looked around, even Song Shijiang and Liu Bei above.

Wu Song looked at Zhang Fei's face and felt admiration in secret. He shouted to the servants: "Get another ten jars of wine... Brother Zhang Fei is holding a good amount of alcohol, and admire him. You and I must not be drunk today."

There was about one pound of a bowl, and Zhang Fei added the first bowl, and there were already seven bowls. In fact, at this time, he felt that there was fire in his stomach. He thought to himself, "This wine is delicious, but it is quite powerful. If you drink for a lifetime, don't turn the thorns on the wine. There are two of them who haven't eaten it." After thinking about this, he laughed, raised the eighth bowl, and said, "Brother Wu Song, you have a good alcohol tolerance, and a family admires it. It's just Brother Zhishen and Brother Dian Wei, you two sit and don't eat wine. This is not righteous. Come and drink together."

Lu Zhishen picked up the bowl and smiled and said, "Brother Zhang Fei, that's right. Just drink the wine together. Don't be like Wu Song. That's a guy who won't get drunk for a thousand cups. Come on, let's do it."

So the four of them raised the bowl and drank a large bowl of sea.

Dian Wei simply patted the four jars of wine and said, "Looking at you two, Dian's throat is already extremely thirsty. Come on, I'm impatient with the bowl, one jar per person, and it's just that I'm happy."

Zhang Fei was shocked, beloved, they were all generous and generous men. If this continues, although he has a good alcohol tolerance, he really may have been able to drink these three men. The brothers of a certain family cannot be weaker than Zhang Fei. They can't drink alcohol, and there are others. Thinking of this, he shouted: "It's so good, I've worked together. But, three brothers, we can't enjoy drinking enough, why not add a joke?"

"How to play tricks?" Lu Zhishen asked.

"We are more martial arts, and the loser will be a jar of wine." Zhang Fei's eyes flashed with cunning. He was very confident in his martial arts.

Lu Zhishen paused. Dian Wei next to him had already shouted, "It's so great, it's so comfortable, it's so good to relax and drink better." Lu Zhishen saw Dian Wei say this and thought that he could see Zhang Fei's martial arts, so he said, "Okay, brother Zhang Fei, please call me, which one is better than the three brothers, I?"

Dian Weina shouted thunderously: "Xun, fight me."

Zhang Fei smiled and pointed at Wu Song and said, "Brother Wu Song, we were drinking so hard just now, so we were so happy. Next, let's take a look together?"

Wu Song laughed loudly and said, "But it is better than fists or feet?"

Zhang Fei's eyes flashed, thinking about why Wu Song asked this. He laughed and replied, "It's so great that you can fight and fight, and you and I will attack the world immediately, so naturally, you will fight with weapons and horses."

Wu Song stopped talking, just grabbed the wine jar, raised it over the top, and tilted his head and started drinking wildly.

"What is this for?" Zhang Fei asked with a smile in his heart.

Lu Zhishen patted Zhang Fei on the shoulder, laughed and said, "Brother, you talk about Wu Song's sadness. The brother of the Sa family is unparalleled, but his horse fights... Haha. Now he is with Ma Dai every day, just to win against Sa family and Dian Wei."

Zhang Fei bowed and said, "Brother Wu Song, you are so cheerful, Zhang Fei admires you. When your brothers are familiar with horse spirit in the future, I will come and compete again. Come, some family will accompany you a bowl of wine."

Lu Zhishen said: "Brother Zhang Fei, how about the Sa family accompanying you? Let the Sa family see General Zhang's courage?"

"Okay, the loser has a jar of wine." After Zhang Fei finished drinking Wu Song, he thought about Guan Lu Zhishen and Dian Wei.
Chapter completed!