Rebirth of the Rising Sun

"It's better to keep this joke in moderation, right, Secretary Xu?" While saying this, Qin Mu reminded SW Secretary Xu Chaoqi.

"Ah, yes, yes, Deputy Minister Qin is right. Come here, take all these things away. I said the leaders were just joking to liven up the atmosphere, why are you staff members just following suit?" Xu Chaoqi's voice became louder and louder, pointing directly at the waiter who was responsible for pouring the wine.

Xu Chaoqi also understood the consequences of this matter if it went wrong. What, is your Ducheng Province an independent kingdom? You have to deal with every cadre sent by the central government. In this case, do you still have the organization in your eyes, do you still have the central government?

Xu Chaoqi had just become the secretary of SW, and he was more clear about his position. Although he was the secretary on the surface, in reality, he did not have the final say in Ducheng Province, but Ji Quanyong, the director of the Provincial People's Congress, was in charge of the overall situation. So he did not want to cause trouble, nor did he want to give the central government a bad impression that he could not tolerate others.

The staff member who was in charge of pouring the wine was terrified when he heard Secretary SW accusing him like this. He was just an executor who followed the leader's orders. Who had he offended?

"Okay, stop scaring our comrades. Thank you for your concern for me, leader. Don't worry, I know what to do." Feng Sizhe laughed, then picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank four in one breath.

Four cups is more than a pound of wine. It is not impossible for someone to drink this much, but the problem is that he drinks continuously and without eating any food. This is not something that everyone can do. Look, isn't Zheng Defu an example? He drank four cups in a row and was already drunk.

The four soldiers didn't have any concerns at all. They stepped forward together, picked up the cups in front of them and drank from them.

"Okay, that's great. Haha, let's continue." Feng Sizhe laughed, picked up the four glasses of wine that had just been poured, and drank them down in one gulp.

This went on for the third round. When Feng Sizhe finished his twelfth cup of wine, the first warrior in the opposing camp who had drunk with Zheng Defu finally gave up. He staggered a few times before falling to the ground. He and Zheng Defu had drunk four cups, and Feng Sizhe had drunk three cups, which was more than two kilograms. With this drinking habit, his strength was already very good.

Finally, he knocked one person down. Now there were three people in front of Feng Sizhe. Seeing that the three people did not change color or heartbeat, Master Feng knew that if they continued to drink like this, it would be difficult to tell who would win. The most important thing was that he himself felt a little uncomfortable because he drank too much.

Speaking of discomfort, it was not because Young Master Feng drank too much, but because his body took in too much water. Although he used the Qigong taught by Xing Zhongjie to effectively expel the alcohol from the pores, this also requires a process or a method. For example, if he stood here without exercising, it would not work to just drink. After a long time, he would feel bloated.

With a turn of his eyes, Feng Sizhe thought of a solution. "Haha, the three of you are all good soldiers of the people, heroic sons and daughters. I admire your drinking capacity, but I don't know if your military quality is as good as your drinking capacity."

"What do you want to do?" It was Wo Lingming who asked this question. It was obvious that he was worried that Feng Sizhe would do something weird.

"Haha, I don't want to do anything, I just want to see the military qualities of the soldiers you lead. To be honest, when I was in Kyoto, I often saw my grandfather's guards practicing military boxing. Over time, I became familiar with this set of boxing and became very interested in it. So I want to see what Commander Wo's hands look like when he does military boxing?" Feng Sizhe laughed, as if he was just in a whim and had no real intention at all.

Hearing Feng Sizhe say that he wanted to see his subordinates' military boxing, Wo Lingming laughed. He was always very concerned about the military quality training of his subordinates, especially the military boxing, which was something that soldiers had to master. He attached great importance to it. Now that he heard someone say that he wanted to see it, he thought it was time for him to show up, and immediately said, "Okay, since Acting Governor Feng wants to see it, then I will satisfy you. You three can perform a set of military boxing for the leaders to see, which can also help to liven up the atmosphere."

Wo Lingming agreed to Feng Sizhe so readily because he had a purpose. In his opinion, this was nothing more than a trick played by young people. Maybe he drank too much and couldn't stand it, so he made such a request. Well, then he would do as he wished. He would do a set of military boxing to relax and tell everyone that he didn't mean to be aggressive. Of course, he also had a little idea, which was to let Feng Sizhe do a set of boxing later, so that it wouldn't be considered bullying. After drinking so much, he believed that Young Master Feng would definitely not be able to perform this set of boxing. Even if he could, he would be weak and embarrassed.

To put it simply, Wo Lingming wants to see Feng Sizhe make a fool of himself today.

The commander gave the order, and the three soldiers immediately lined up and performed a set of military boxing very quickly and efficiently.

It was only sixteen movements, but because the three of them stood in a very even line, it gave people a very good feeling. As soon as the military boxing was finished, Feng Sizhe was the first to say "very good, very good, come on, let's continue drinking, and after we finish drinking, we will do the third set."

Holding the cup, Feng Sizhe drank three cups in a row, which was equivalent to drinking another pound of liquor.

The three soldiers came over again and each drank a glass of white wine.

"Very good. Come, let's see you perform the third set of military boxing." Feng Sizhe, who had already drunk fifteen glasses of wine in a row, laughed and said to the three soldiers.

"Wait." Wo Lingming called a halt at the right time. He felt that Feng Sizhe seemed to have some purpose. Could it be that he was wasting the energy of the three soldiers? If so, he must not succeed. "Xiao Feng, Acting Governor, you just said that you saw someone doing military boxing at Mr. Zhao's place. Why don't you show us some of your skills?"

"Oh, Commander Wo has a good memory, haha." Feng Sizhe smiled, revealing his white teeth.

Wo Lingming rolled his eyes when he heard this. What does it mean to have a good memory? If he has forgotten what he just said, wouldn't his memory be too bad? "Okay, Xiao Feng, acting governor, shouldn't you also do a set of military boxing to help cheer him up? As far as I know, although you have never officially joined the army, you grew up with Mr. Zhao anyway. I think this little thing shouldn't be a problem for you."

Wo Lingming was clearly trying to provoke Feng Sizhe, but he also wanted to use up some of his energy.

How could Feng Sizhe not know about this? It was just what he needed. After drinking so much, he also needed to move around. "Well, since Commander Wo said so, I will obey your orders. I just don't fight well, so please don't laugh at me."

"How could that be? Everyone has their own expertise. We won't laugh at you." Wo Lingming said this on the surface, but in fact he just wanted to see Feng Sizhe make a fool of himself.

How could Feng Sizhe not see this little trick? But he still dared to stand up, which was enough to prove that he was confident in his skills. When he was in the Zhao family compound, he first learned this set of military boxing, and his mentors were all his grandfather's guards, who were definitely masters in the army.

Seeing that Governor Feng Dai, who had drunk fifteen glasses of wine, was still interested in performing boxing, everyone in the hall stood up immediately, for they were afraid of missing this good show.

Under the gaze of hundreds of eyes, Feng Sizhe, who was dressed in casual clothes, started with a horse stance and performed military boxing.

The first two sets of military boxing only have 16 moves each, which doesn't look very difficult, but it takes more than a day or two to practice well and perform with dignity. However, this set of seemingly ordinary military boxing is so natural and smooth when performed by Feng Sizhe, and it can even be said to be majestic.

That's right, it's mighty. With the help of the Qigong taught by Master Xing Zhongjie, Feng Sizhe's fist style can actually make people within three meters around him feel a little cool. Even so, there are very few people in the army who want to do this.

It didn't take long to complete a set of boxing. Secretary Yin Fenglei watched his boss finish the boxing and do the closing moves, then he immediately ran over and handed him a dry towel.

Feng Sizhe reached out to take the towel, seemingly wiping his sweat due to the intense activity, but in fact he was taking this opportunity to excrete a large part of the alcohol he had drunk in this way.

"Haha, it feels so good." After expelling the wine as sweat, Feng Sizhe laughed at everyone, then returned to the table and drank three glasses of wine. Not far away, Yin Fenglei quickly entered the bathroom and threw the towel, which was actually soaked, into the basin. Only he knew that the towel was actually soaked after he took it.

The three soldiers drank another cup each. However, at this moment, their eyes were glazed over and their breathing became rapid, which was obviously a symptom of drinking too much.

They only drank a little over a pound, which was nothing to them. But the bad thing was that they had just practiced a set of military boxing, and because of the excessive activity, the alcohol moved faster in their bodies. Now they were already drunk and they couldn't hold on any longer.