When the banquet was all here, Hong Tao finally realized what it means to serve three dishes in 100 wine. However, this time it was not a separate meal system, but it also became a large plate serving. It was probably because of the different environment. If everyone bowed their heads to eat the food on their plates, it would inevitably be a bit deserted. After three tours of wine and five flavors, the origin of this sentence is probably the Song Dynasty, but it should be changed to three tours of wine and six flavors. This standard can only be considered a mid-range. According to Luo Youde's appearance, it is to drink three tours of wine and nine flavors.

At first, everyone was not very familiar with each other. The face was a little deserted, and it was not very useful to rely on Luo Youde alone to support him. At this time, the three girls played the role of a catalyst. They were pretending to be stupid and cute to provoke topics. As long as someone followed, it would be easy to deal with. After a few sips of wine, Hong Tao started selling his mouth again, starting with sesame oil, talking about interesting things in Carl's hometown, and then turning back to talk about his hometown Australia. Anyway, he didn't say a word about the Song Dynasty. It was not that he didn't want to say it, but he didn't dare to say it. He was afraid that he would say something wrong and be pulled out and beheaded.

In later generations, Hong Tao's mouth was a person who could make the dead live. In the Song Dynasty a thousand years ago, it was simply outrageous. Just ask, there is nothing he doesn't know about, and he just talks with a few girls about whether a woman has a baby is better or a natural delivery. As long as his mouth works normally, you don't think about being quiet on the dining table, and it won't be fun. At this time, you must be careful not to stuff too much food into your mouth, otherwise he will shake out a bundle and keep you spraying a table.

"Hou Dutou, I wonder if the Jin people in the north are still facing south now?" When everyone was talking and laughing, and turned from strangers to acquaintances, Hong Tao took back the topic from endless nonsense, and seemed to randomly ask a question he was very concerned about. It has been more than a year since he came to the Song Dynasty. What is the trend of the Jin Dynasty and Mongolia? He had no place to inquire before, but now he finally has the opportunity and must ask.

"The Jin Kingdom didn't care about fighting with the Song Dynasty. Now the Mongols are attacking them. The Jin Kingdom has moved the capital to Bianjing, and even their hometown, Liaodong, was occupied by the Mongols." Hou Fang did not hesitate and said everything he knew.

"Then was the Song Dynasty helping the Mongols attack the Jin Kingdom together?" Hong Tao felt trembling when he heard the news. He was not very clear about the history of the demise of the Southern Song Dynasty, but he probably had a little understanding of the trend. Back then, the Mongols led the Southern Song Dynasty to attack the Jin Kingdom together. As a result, as soon as the Jin Kingdom was destroyed, the Mongols immediately turned against each other and began to attack the Southern Song Dynasty. With the remaining Han troops from the Jin Kingdom, the Mongols actually destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty without investing too much military force. If this is the case, once the Jin Kingdom jumped around for a few days, the Southern Song Dynasty would live a comfortable life in a few days.

"I haven't heard of this. We, a martial artist, don't quite understand the affairs of the court. As far as I can tell, neither the Mongolians nor the Jin people are good things, so it's better not to believe them." Hou Fang shook his head and expressed his own thoughts.

"Oh, you men will know to talk about those disappointing topics when you sit together. The women who are not able to understand it, so we should punish you!" When Sister Wang saw that the scene was about to be in a cold manner, she immediately stood up and interrupted the conversation between Hong Tao and Hou Fang. While speaking, she put a bamboo tube in front of Hong Tao.

"What's the punishment?" Hong Tao looked at the bamboo tube, which was similar to the pen tube, slightly taller, and contained many small bamboo pieces, about half a foot long.

"My brother, just pull one to know..." Luo Youde smiled and encouraged Hong Tao to pull a piece of bamboo from the bamboo tube.

"...Is there a cup growing? What does it mean?" Hong Tao pulled out a small piece of bamboo from the bamboo tube as he spoke. It turned out that there were words on it. He pronounced it directly, but he didn't understand what it meant.

"Hahahahaha... God's will, the elder is the tallest person, whoever is the tallest drinks a cup. Come on, drink a full drink! drink a full drink!" Luo Youde smiled so hard that he almost turned over, pointing at Hong Tao's light fingers, he couldn't speak, but it was Sister Wang who said the reason.

"Ah! You have to drink it even if you grow tall? There is no more king's law..." Hong Tao was stunned. He already understood that this thing should be a small game for entertaining the banquet at the Song Dynasty, which was specially used to persuade him to drink. His luck was a bit irritating. If he pulled out a shorter person, he would be fine. Have to drink it!

When Hong Tao started, everyone pulled one in order, relying on the sentences written on the bamboo slices to determine who should drink. Hong Tao slowly figured out the trick to play this thing, which was shameless. If you don’t admit anything, you will naturally be able to drink a lot of less glasses of wine. For example, the girl sitting next to him drew a bamboo slice, which said that Hong Tao immediately said that he was 40 years old and believed it or not. The glass of wine was overwhelmed and poured it to Sister Wang. The three girls here did not count. They were accompanying and did not participate in this kind of game, but they could drink it on behalf of the guests, but they had to voluntarily.

"Not happy! Withdraw the funds, let's change the pot!" Sister Wang suffered a secret loss and was unable to be thick-skinned as Hong Tao, so she yelled to change the way of playing to avoid Hong Tao playing tricks again.

"This thing is called a coup?" Hong Tao heard the names of these small bamboo pieces from Sister Wang's words, and specifically asked the girl beside him in a low voice.

"..." The girl looked at the weird guy who looked like a hedgehog and wanted to laugh, covered her mouth and nodded.

"Oh, I understand, I'm drinking! I originally thought it was a random place for wine glasses and chopsticks. It's not chopsticks, it's this thing! Drinking can also gain knowledge!" Hong Tao was relieved. This glass of wine was not unfair!

The pot came quickly, a big copper pot with both ears and a handful of wooden arrows without arrows, which were all the tools. The way to play was very simple. Put the copper pot 3 meters away. One on the table was counted, and one person sent 5 wooden arrows and threw them into the copper pot. One was thrown in and sent to the chip that I had just played. After one round, everyone counted the chips in their hands and had the least punishment for drinking.

The mouth of the copper pot is very small, only the mouth of the bowl, and the center of gravity of the wooden arrow is also very light and fluttering. Although it is only two or three meters away, it is very difficult to throw it accurately. Anyway, Hong Tao does not have this ability. After throwing five arrows, his hands are still empty. Except for him, everyone else has gained something, and it is not a little bit. At least one has two pieces. It is a matter of fact that they bully themselves and have never played this thing. It is too unauthentic!

Fortunately, the amount of alcohol in the Song Dynasty was low, and Hong Tao didn't care about drinking two more glasses. Everyone was not as busy as a game. They threw it for two rounds and started chatting and then threw it again. After drinking more, there were not many cups. After Hong Tao finally found some touch and could throw one or two sticks in, Luo Youde announced that he would not play anymore and instead watched the singing and dancing performance. Hong Tao's eyes were so angry that he could bear it! He could endure it if he did something else, but if he suffered a loss, he was biting his back teeth!

The Song Dynasty's singing and dancing performances made Hong Tao a headache than watching operas in later generations. First of all, he couldn't understand the local dialect, and secondly, the music, accompaniment, and dance postures were not graceful, at least in his eyes, but you still had to applaud and pretend to be particularly appreciative and understand. Hong Tao only endured for a while, but he couldn't stand it, but he couldn't say goodbye in advance due to Luo Youde's face. So he came to Hou Fang again and whispered to the Song officer about the situation in the north with the Song Dynasty. As he said just now, he was interrupted by Sister Wang halfway. Hong Tao was not willing to ask this question clearly.

Before he could thoroughly talk, Hong Tao had to interrupt his business again and get up and go to the next door because he heard Carl's unique voice shouting, Chinese and Latin, and it seemed that he was arguing with someone. He and Luo Dacai and his entourage were eating alone next door. How could it be arguing? Could it be that he had drunk too much and had a drink and fried wine?

"Allah is with you! The king of heaven is over the tiger!" When he arrived next door, Hong Tao was also stunned. It was not Luo Dacai and the others who quarreled with Karl, but a few Arabs, standard Arabs, 100% of that. Hong Tao didn't know why they were quarreling. Seeing that both sides were about to take action, he had no time to ask about the whole story of others, so he could only stand up and shouted the only Arab words he knew, while talking nonsense, trying to attract the attention of the Arabs to prevent the situation from deteriorating further. If the fight broke out, he would definitely help Karl. If he accidentally injured someone, he would be troublesome. God knows what the Song Dynasty's regulations were for drinking and causing trouble.

"%￥………! Do you understand our language?" It worked very well. As soon as Hong Tao, who was neither Han nor Arab, appeared, the Arabs immediately became less excited and began to ask Hong Tao in Arabic. Unfortunately, he didn't understand a single word and said it too quickly.

But it doesn't matter if you understand it or not. With this buffer time, Hou Fang and Luo Youde and others rushed over, and there were also Arabs that Hou Fang knew, so they couldn't fight. Hong Tao was responsible for pulling Kar away, while Hou Fang persuaded the Arabs to leave.

"Sir, they scolded me first! They can testify!" Carl felt wronged and hoped that Hong Tao would make the decision for him.

"This is the Song Dynasty. You plan to let the Song Dynasty government understand the Crusades and then go to you. Do you think it is possible? Don't cause trouble. We don't have the ability to catch anyone and beat whom. I'll ask the origins of those Arabs first. How could there be so many Arabs?" Hong Tao would not make decisions for Carl. Not to mention Carl, even if he encounters such a thing, he has to endure it and figure out who the other party is first.
Chapter completed!