I really didn't want to be emperor

On the pavilion.

Han Qianqian models came, the dresses were lightly draped, like a fairy.

Wherever he passed, the fragrant wind wafted.

"The name of this wine is drunk immortal, it is pre-sold immortal fermented by Tianxialou, which is definitely hard to find."

The sound is like a natural sound, and the remaining sound surrounds the beam.

Talking.

Han Qianqian had already appeared in the lobby on the first floor, Zhu Lips lightly opened, and said again: "However, today you have a blessing, you can taste it before others."

Talking.

She looked at the small servant on the side, and said: "Let the guest officials sit down and pour the wine."

Hear the sound.

Everyone quickly found seats and sat down.

All are the colors of desire.

Want a taste of fairy brew.

The world's gourmet food is famous in Jinling, and everyone has no doubt about Han Qianqian's words.

The second floor.

Ye Jun had a panoramic view of everything and nodded, very satisfied with Han Qianqian's few words.

A few simple words aroused everyone's desire for drunk fairy wine.

I have to admit that Han Qianqian is well versed in sales.

If this was in Ye Jun's previous life, he would definitely be a gold salesperson.

At this time.

Xiao Si began to pour the wine, but the wine glass that fell on the case was small and pitiful.

Of course, this was instructed by Ye Jun.

Since it is a pre-sale, let them try it. Of course, the smaller the cup, the better.

After a cup, the aftertaste is long.

But they are not satisfied, and evoke their gluttons.

Only in this way can the purpose of pre-sale be considered achieved.

The wine fell into the glass, and everyone lifted it gently, putting it in the tip of the nose and smelling it lightly.

The scent of wine is so intoxicating.

then.

He raised his head and drank it, his throat burned like fire, and the meridians were transparent.

Dantian is more like a flame burning.

"Good wine!" one person exclaimed, still not forgetting to click his mouth, obviously he was still in the mood.

the other side.

One person recovered from the shock, and said in a deep voice: "This wine should only be found in the sky. It is rare to see it in the world. Good wine, really good wine."

then.

He raised the wine glass again and tried to pour the last remaining remnants into his mouth, only to find that there was no wine in the glass and smiled embarrassingly.

"My darts went south and north, and I drank countless wines. No one can compare with this drunk immortal. Even the Northern Qin imperial wine gin is less than one in ten thousand drunk immortals."

Talking.

His eyes fell on Han Qianqian, "Miss Qianqian, how can I sell this wine, can I have two jars?"

The voice fell.

There was an uproar in the field.

Everyone rushed to speak, all of them pre-purchased the drunk fairy.

At this time.

Han Qianqian Roumei lifted it lightly, and slowly said, "Drunk Immortal is just a pre-sale. You have to wait until the end of the year."

"It's okay. It doesn't matter if you wait for three years for this kind of immortal brew. The new year will end in a blink of an eye. I want ten altars, just at the time of the New Year.

Han Qianqian glanced at the person who was speaking, "Your Excellency listened to me after I finished speaking. There is one altar of drunken immortal, one gold, and ten altars?"

The corners of the man’s mouth twitched, "One altar, one gold...Then give me an altar first."

Above.

When Daji heard an altar and one gold, her face changed drastically, and she looked sideways at Ye Jun, "Master, is the price too expensive."

Ye Jun smiled and said, "It's not expensive. The craftsmanship of the drunk fairy is complicated. Every drop is the king's painstaking effort. One altar and one gold. The price is already very favorable."

Daji nodded, and suddenly thought in her mind that before leaving, Ye Jun was worried about too much money.

At this moment, she is also worried.

One altar and one gold is no longer a daily gain.

Even so, it did not affect the enthusiasm of everyone.

At this time.

Ye Jun said calmly: "It seems that this king needs another fire."

Daji looked at Ye Jun, only to hear him speak again, "Girl Qianqian, the drunk immortal is the immortal in wine, this king wants twenty altars."

Hear the sound.

Han Qianqian raised his head and looked at Ye Jun, with a sweet smile, as if saying, Your Highness is really bad.

then.

She deliberately lengthened her voice, "Xiaoyao King, Twenty Altars of Drunk Immortals."

this moment.

Tianxialou feels like a black shop.

Everyone's eyes gathered on Ye Jun. Seeing that he was so eager for Drunken Immortal Wine, everyone knew that the price of Drunken Immortal would definitely increase in the future.

"Girl Qianqian, I want five altars."

"Girl Qianqian, I want seven altars."

"Girl Qianqian, I want ten altars."

.........

Hearing everyone's voices, Han Qianqian said softly: "Come on, come on, everyone go over there to register, and by the way, pay the deposit."

The crowd formed a team and began to wait for registration.

at this time.

A white-clothed man dressed up as a gifted man gave people a sense of elegance. He raised his head and looked at Ye Jun, "His Royal Highness is an example of all the talents of my great Xia. Three quatrains make my talented Xia proud in front of the nations."

"Today, the world drunk fairy comes out, I implore your highness to write a poem with this wine."

The voice fell, and everyone agreed.

"His Royal Highness, please compose a poem."

See this scene.

Ye Jun thought to himself that those poems were memorized by himself, and he didn't even know that he wrote them.

When everyone begged so sincerely in front of him, he could only memorize one more song.

What a sin.

If this is placed in a previous life, it would be a crime of plagiarism.

If you don't make a poem to satisfy everyone, you will have the reputation of being proud and proud.

It's so difficult.

then.

He pondered for a moment, and said leisurely, "Singing to wine, life is geometric.

For example, the morning dew has a lot of suffering.

Generosity should be regarded as generosity, unforgettable worry.

Dukang is the only way to relieve worries."

Quiet.

Deathly silence.

Everyone was immersed in the artistic conception of poetry.

Even Li Bai, Da Ji and Han Qianqian are the same.

Ye Jun knew that everyone was satisfied.

Looking at Daji, he left quietly.

...........

In the Drunken Fairy Pavilion.

The old bustard watched the crowd pouring into the world, his face was ugly to the extreme, his eyes kept looking out the door.

A figure squeezed in and came to the old bustard, who asked, "What are you doing in Tianxialou?"

Guinu worshipped: "Tianxialou pre-sales new drunken drunk god, even Xiaoyao King is here, and he will write the next poem."

The old bust's face became more and more ugly, "Tianxialou, this is obviously against my Drunken Fairy Pavilion. Today we opened, and they launched new wine."

"The most annoying thing is that this wine is actually called Drunk Immortal, which is simply deceptive."

As she said, she rushed towards the door angrily, and a soft voice suddenly came, "Wait."

Hear the sound.

The old bustard turned to look, his anger disappeared instantly, replaced by a smile, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Xian'er, why are you down?"

Lin Xian'er glanced at the old bustard, who retreated to one side, "Tell me what poems Xiaoyao King did."

Turtle slave looked at Lin Xian'er, completely stunned by her beauty.

The old bustard said coldly: "I'm deaf, Xian'er asks you something."

Turtle slave returned to his senses, and quickly told Lin Xian'er the poem written by Ye Jun.

Lin Xian'er opened her lips and teeth lightly, muttered to herself, aftertastes the poem, shocks appeared on her cheeks, "Xiaoyao Wang Dacai, there are several people in the world."

At this time.

Ye Jun appeared outside the gate of Zuixianlou, "Who is boasting this king again?"

The voice fell.

He walked into the Drunken Fairy Pavilion.

Seeing someone coming in, the old bustard hurriedly greeted him. At this moment, Lin Xianer was about to leave.

She is an oiran.

Everyone in Jinling City wanted to see the fairy face.

So it can't be easily seen by people.

The old bustard stepped forward and said with a smile: "Guest, please come here, are you here to see Xian'er?"

Ye Jun didn't pay attention to the old bustard, his eyes fell on Lin Xian'er's back, "A fascination of the autumn water god, half of the song and the shadow floats. The sleeves broke the Shuangliyue, and the Luo skirt swept the dark fragrance."

The conscience of heaven and earth.

This time it was really not pretending.

When he saw Lin Xian'er's back, these poems appeared on his lips.

Pretending to be forced again?