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Shen Jing's complexion changed, but since Xu Congyang spoke, how dare he disobey him, stepped forward bravely, picked up the jade bowl, and glanced at Xu Congyang, Xu Congyang had a stern expression on his face, and said lightly: "Drink!"

Shen Jing was helpless, held the bowl in full view, and took a sip. Before the jade bowl left his mouth, Xu Congyang said sharply: "Drink it all!"

Shen Jing didn't dare to disobey, and insisted on drinking down a bowl of wine, but the drinking speed was extremely slow, and he didn't feel the pleasure of drinking fine wine at all.

He finished drinking a bowl of wine with a strange expression on his face, just as he put down the bowl, Xu Congyang said again: "Full up!"

The servant filled the jade bowl with wine again, Xu Congyang looked solemnly, looked at Shen Jing coldly with his deep eyes, raised his finger to the jade bowl, and said in an unquestionable tone: "Drink!"

Shen Jing's complexion changed drastically. At this time, there was no sound inside and outside the venue, and everyone was watching the unimaginable scene with wide eyes.

Fang Zhenghao stood by the side blankly at this moment, so he didn't dare to say anything, but he was a little strange. When Shen Jing was drinking just now, the expression on his face looked very painful, as if he was drinking something hard to swallow.

Shen Jing's drinking capacity, Fang Zhenghao is very clear, three to five catties of fine wine is like a joke to Shen Jing, but he doesn't know why it is so uncharacteristically now.

Shen Jing had no choice but to pick up the jade bowl, drank another half of the bowl, and finally spat it out with a "wow", knelt down on the ground with a "plop", and kowtowed repeatedly: "I am guilty, I am guilty!"

People were all surprised, not knowing why Shen Jing suddenly knelt down to plead guilty.

Xu Congyang smiled coldly, put his hands behind his back, and finally cast his eyes on Fang Zhenghao. Those sharp eyes shot over. Fang Zhenghao was startled and fell to his knees. grown ups!"

Xu Congyang looked at Fang Zhenghao a few times, and finally asked, "Are you from Miaocaotang?"

Fang Zhenghao said nervously: "My father is the boss of Miaocaotang, and Caomin lives at home!"

Xu Congyang smiled faintly, and said: "It turned out to be Mr. Fang. Fang Zhenghao, I want to ask you, this jar of wine is Wanyehong newly brewed by your Fang family? Is it the imperial wine that is going to be presented to the court?"

Fang Zhenghao hurriedly said, "Yes!"

Xu Congyang pointed to the exquisite wine jar, and asked again: "Are you sure that there is Wanyehong in this wine jar? Mr. Fang, please look carefully, and make sure there is no mistake."

Fang Zhenghao had already faintly felt that something was wrong, but he could only say helplessly: "Returning to my lord, this jar of wine... this jar of wine is indeed Wanyehong newly brewed by Miaocaotang."

"Okay!" Xu Congyang nodded slightly, and said, "It's fine if there's nothing wrong." He suddenly snorted coldly, and said, "It's gold and jade, but corruption is in it, Fang Zhenghao, are you guilty?"

Fang Zhenghao was terrified when he heard the stern reprimand, but his mind was still a little confused. He kowtowed and said, "My lord, Caomin... I don't know what crime you have committed, Caomin?"

Xu Congyang ordered: "Pour the wine and let Mr. Fang have a taste of their newly brewed Wanyehong!"

The servant immediately filled the wine and brought the jade bowl to Fang Zhenghao. Puzzled, Fang Zhenghao took it and held the jade bowl in both hands. At this moment, the wine in the jade bowl smelled of wine. There is also a rather weird smell mixed together, not to mention other things, at least the aroma of the wine is not pure, not mellow at all.

Fang Zhenghao's heart sank, he had already sensed something, he took a sip from the wine bowl, couldn't hold back for a while, and spit out all the wine he drank in one gulp.

When he vomited, it meant that if Wan Huahong was denied in front of everyone, even the Fang family would not be able to drink Wan Huahong, which shows how bad the wine is.

No. [-] middle school suddenly burst into laughter, and someone took the opportunity to shout loudly: "Young master Fang, you can't even drink this kind of wine yourself. Do you want to use him to present it to the Holy One?"

"The wine that Mr. Fang can't drink is going to be sent to the court for the Holy Majesty and the ministers of civil and military affairs to drink... This is really courageous!"

"In the past, I only knew that the Fang family was a big family, but I didn't expect that they were so courageous that they dared to play tricks on the court...!"

These words can be very loud, but the crowd is so chaotic, but they don't know who said it, but every word penetrated into Fang Zhenghao's ears clearly. Pale, kowtowed again and again: "My lord, the grass people dare not, this... this is all wronged, the grass people were framed... anyway, the grass people were framed...!"

Xu Congyang smiled faintly, and turned his gaze to one place, but there were ten wine masters who had been in charge of the previous selection of imperial wine. Although the final evaluation was presided over by Shen Jing, none of the top ten wine masters left.

Xu Congyang looked over and cupped his hands. The ten bartenders knew Xu Congyang's identity at this time, and they stood up one after another, and all saluted Xu Congyang.

Xu Congyang said with a smile: "Everyone evaluates Yujiu for several days, it is fair and selfless, I know it. Originally, Shen Jing presided over the evaluation of Yujiu, so I don't want to intervene, but Shen Jing bent the law for selfishness, and he can no longer decide this Yujiu. Yujiu There is no time to delay the selection, this is the final evaluation, and I invite you to evaluate it together!"

Ten sommeliers came forward one after another.

Shen Jing and Fang Zhenghao knelt beside each other with their heads down, sweating profusely, how could they dare to say a word, the pair of sisters were also kneeling beside them at this moment, not daring to cry.

Ten wine bowls were lined up, and half a bowl of Wanhuahong was poured into each wine bowl. The ten wine masters looked at each other, and Xu Congyang had already raised his hand and said, "Everyone, please!"

When Xu Congyang spoke, the top ten wine masters no longer hesitated, they all took up their wine bowls, and after drinking, several people immediately vomited out the wine, but the rest of them also vomited out the wine in their mouths one after another.

Only one bartender lost his voice: "This... what is this? This is not wine!"

"No, it's wine!" A bartender next to him frowned and said, "But...the taste of this wine is not right."

"Wine is bitter!" Another sommelier shouted, "Could it be brewed from yellow lotus?"

Another bartender poured all the wine in the bowl, and said indignantly: "This kind of wine can't even compare with the worst wine, and you are going to pay tribute to the court? This is the person who wants to throw the whole West Mountain Road."

A sommelier was still savoring, and said slowly: "The wine has a taste, but there seems to be a smell of mature vinegar in it, yes, it is mature vinegar... Well, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is brewed by Huanglian, it is bitter and astringent ...!"

Xu Congyang glanced at Fang Zhenghao and Shen Jing, smiled coldly, and then ordered someone to fetch the wine bowl again, and asked them to pour Qianqiule.

Lin Lang had already stood up at this time, her beautiful eyes were full of anticipation.

Just now everyone in Shenjing praised Wan Yehong, which made Lin Lang both desperate and angry, but the situation turned around. In this short period of time, there were frequent changes in the venue, and the situation was already extremely favorable for He Shengquan.

The biggest wish in Linlang's heart is to make Heshengquan's fine wine become the royal wine of Xishan Road in a dignified manner. For this reason, the two generations of the Su family have worked hard.

At this moment, the situation is unprecedentedly favorable for He Shengquan. She is usually calm and composed when encountering problems, but at this moment, she can't help being excited. Amidst the excitement and tension, she is full of gratitude. She went to look for Chu Huan in the crowd, and saw Standing among the crowd, Chu Huan was also looking at herself from a distance. Although she looked a little unclear, Lin Lang still felt warm in her heart.

With this man behind him, he has nothing to fear.

Ten wine masters tasted Wanhuahong, and all of them felt astringent in their mouths. When Qian Qiule entered their mouths, some of the wine masters showed surprise. He drank half a bowl of wine.

Just looking at this scene, people already knew that the title of Yujiu this time would most likely be won by He Shengquan.

Qi Maofang, Chen Dong's family and all the owners of the large and small wineries in Yunshan Mansion showed excitement, but many people in the crowd showed disappointment or even despair.

Previously, all the major gambling houses had opened their markets. At that time, the wind direction was in favor of the Fangjia Miaocaotang, and almost everyone had no hope for He Shengquan to win the championship.

Because of this, countless people bet a lot of money on Miao Cao Tang, which made the major gambling houses dare not continue to take it, and sealed the market. Even so, it is still a huge number of people who bought Miao Cao Tang to win a sum of money.

If He Shengquan wins the first prize, it is destined that a large number of people will lose their heads and blood.

"Gan, Qing, Lie...!" A bartender drank a bowl of wine, closed his eyes slightly, shook his head and gave a thumbs up, "Good wine!"

"This is not bamboo sake!" A bartender next to him said: "But the sweetness of bamboo sake has not disappeared... It seems to have the fragrance of green bamboo spring... Weird, I have never drank this kind of wine before. !"

"Hahaha, Mr. Sun, of course this is not bamboo sake." A bartender next to him stroked his beard with a smile, pointed to the label on the simple wine jar, and said, "Didn't you read on it, this is Qianqiule, Qianqiu Happy...!"

Another bartender gave a thumbs up and said: "It really is Qianqiule. Drinking a bowl of wine will make people feel refreshed and happy. It really makes people happy...!"

A middle-aged wine master was already holding a wine bowl, and went over to the servant and said, "Come on, pour me another bowl, I haven't tasted it yet...!" Pour wine.

Fang Zhenghao's face was ashen at this time, and the matter had come to this point, he was powerless, watching the bartenders full of praise for He Shengquan's Qianqiule.

The onlookers saw that the top ten wine masters were full of praise for Qianqiu Le, and they seemed to want to continue drinking. The scene, many people's throats are dry, they just want to taste this Qianqiule for themselves, and see what kind of wine makes the top ten bartenders praise it so unanimously.

At this moment, a sommelier had already stepped forward with a bowl of wine, offered it to Xu Congyang, and respectfully said, "Master Xu, please taste the wine!"

Although Xu Congyang ordered the top ten bartenders to judge the final imperial wine, Xu Congyang was always required to taste the last imperial wine, and the bartenders were naturally very clear about this.

Xu Congyang is a person who loves wine. At this time, he smelled the mellow wine smell from the wine bowl, and he was very excited. He took it, and he took a sip. After the bowl of wine was drained, the delicious wine entered his throat, sweet and mellow, Xu Congyang yelled: "Good wine!" He raised his hand and said, "Bring a pen and paper!"

Immediately someone fetched a pen and paper, Xu Congyang rolled up his sleeves, with the smell of wine in his mouth, and swiped upwards, he wrote like a dragon snake, his handwriting was vigorous and powerful, implying the free and easy heroism of tigers roaring and dragons singing.

The bartenders had already gathered to watch, and within a short while, Xu Congyang had already written a poem.

"It's not the hero Hugh goes upstairs,

Green mountains and blue seas flow eastward.

Waiting for the waves to surge for three thousand miles,

Unexplained wind and cold in sixty states.

Watching the talented man hurt the sun,

Smile to see all the beauties turn gray.

Looking around the world, who is with me?

Drink up the eternal sorrow in one sip! "