Meanwhile, Cheong, who had stood up alone, patted the hem of his uniform and said.

“Oh my, Moyong Soje? Are you drunk by any chance? Why are you rolling on the floor all of a sudden? I was so startled that I suddenly woke up. Oh, was this an ingenious tactic to help me get up?”

“Well, the floor is a little slippery. Preface Sojeo is unexpected! Pretty! It must be heavy. I lost my balance because I was pulling something heavy, like a piece of metal! heavy! The thing is, the preface was not visible that much, but the weight was!!! Oops, sorry. I made a mistake. “There was never any malice.”

Yesterday, Cheong picked only their weak points and attacked them, so they were stunned, and Mo Yong-juhui’s harsh words did not help them anywhere.

Cheong thought.

Weight is something that only women care about. Do you think I would care about that?

There’s no impact at all and I don’t feel bad?

You should know your opponent and attack him, you stupid, empty-headed, damn bitch.

You really didn’t feel offended even by a very small amount, half a penny, half a penny?

Who would be offended by such childish words?

Cheong, who was not hit at all, responded.

“no. It’s true, but what is there to be sorry about? Because there was a heavy lump of flesh hanging on my chest. I really envy Moyong Sojeo. “Your shoulders must feel really, really light.”

Qing’s superhuman hearing did not miss the sound of Mo Yong Ju-xi grinding his teeth.

“ah! this! no! Are you okay!? I have something to support me if I fall. Don’t you have a small spoon? “You must be in more pain than me. I’m sorry. What can I do? It’s heavy, it’s like a bad heart. If I can, I’d like to share it with you.”

As Cheong patted his chest and blamed him, blood appeared clearly on Mo Yong-juhui’s forehead.

“There’s no need for blood, ugh. Yes, today, drink a lot and die. see. “Let’s see the end.”

Mo Yong-juhui’s voice trembled.

And then I tried to think about it.

Let’s be patient. Hold on.

Anyway, before the drinking competition, I drink tea and that bitch is so stupid that she doesn’t even know how to drink.

After returning to my seat and emptying two bottles, the woman who came down earlier announced that the drinking competition was ready.

Cheong tilted his head.

Well, there is nothing, so what are you ready for?

Then, Mo Yong Ju-hui spoke proudly with a victorious and evil expression on his face.

“Now, shall we go have a real showdown?”

In the midfield, drinking capacity was a very important issue that was directly related to a man’s pride.

An example would be equipment.

What happened in the end when Jang Gi started drinking and injecting alcohol?

While I was drunk and sleeping, the blade touched my neck. I thought it was a mosquito, so I struck the back of the knife with my hand as hard as I could, cutting off my own throat with one single slash.

In other words, it was not an assassination but a suicide.

How absurd must have been the two assassins who risked their lives to cut off his head?

It could be said that the two older brothers, who did not catch their younger brother’s beard in the first place, killed Jang Ki.

What did my brothers do even though they usually drink so much?

If he was a hero, he could drink and inject a little, but he acted like an angry parent, asking why he was killing my little brother.

Because drinking is a man’s pride, and a younger brother’s pride is a brother-in-law’s pride.

Thanks to this, he evolved into a complete asshole and whipped every subordinate he saw whenever he drank.

Only then did Yu-bi pretend to stop him-

He told me to refrain from acting like a dog and end up getting stabbed in the back. In fact, he was saying this because he was worried about the equipment.

If a lowly subordinate who is on the brink of death after being whipped by his sworn brother dies, he can save it again, but now he cannot save his only remaining brother.

To Liu Bei, even his son was an insignificant being who just had to have another son (it wasn’t even for him to have a son), so what was the point of knowing about an unknown soldier?

We must not forget that Liu Bei was the worst monarch who threw away all his subjects and people like trash after losing both of his younger brothers.

Anyway, as Zhang Jang drank alcohol, his sworn brothers applauded and praised him, saying, “As expected, my younger brother is the best.” They sent him out to every banquet and taught him to maintain discipline by drinking alcohol, regardless of whether he is an enemy or an ally.

For a Jungwon man, this is what drinking quantity means.

In fact, this was true not only for the midfielder but also for the entire world.

Therefore, we can say that drinking capacity is an instinct that transcends cultural boundaries and touches the essence of a man.

So, when it comes to drinking competitions in the midfield, the system is somewhat established.

The rules for the drinking competition were as follows.

A liquor jar is placed on the table, and a bowl of liquor is placed next to it.

You only had to put the liquor in your mouth once, and after that, you had to pour the rest of the liquor over your head.

If your top gets soaked, you will be defeated, so it was important to empty it cleanly without spilling it once you put it in your mouth.

There were many other conditions for defeat.

The one who withdraws and says he can’t drink anymore loses.

Even if you break the liquor pot because you can’t control yourself, you still lose.

The one who vomits loses.

If you get caught pushing a drinker for a bet, you’re the biggest bastard in the world.

When the drink runs out, the person who waits and goes to urinate first loses.

Of course, if you go to the bathroom before you run out of alcohol, you are immediately disqualified.

This was the true trap prepared by Mo Yong Ju-hee, and the friend (Takari) sent to prepare it went around each floor and talked enthusiastically about the drinking competition between Geumyang Geomhwa and Myeonsanyeo.

For your information, the choice of words such as Geumyang Sword Painting vs. Myeonsanyeo was truly malicious, so it was a strange move that led to a confrontation between the martial arts super-beautiful woman and the ugly woman with her face covered.

In this way, a duel arena was created on the first floor.

Cheonmudae and Jiryongdae of the Yongbong Branch, and even the later Jisoo people of the Small and Medium-sized Bangsang faction, who were not yet affiliated with it, flocked in and all the dining table chairs had to be removed.

That’s right too. Isn’t this a formal drinking competition between women that is rare to see in one’s life?

In a world where it is not easy to even hear women boasting about their drinking capacity, they are going to have an open fight in front of people.

So, Cheong and Mo Yong-juhui faced each other at the table with the liquor bowl on top.

And in the meantime, Cheong tilted his head.

But who are you to see the judgment in the middle?

The correct answer was the owner of the pavilion.

But anyway, not only Cheong but everyone else was not interested so they didn’t know.

“Here, one drink!”

The owner of the pavilion scooped up alcohol from a large wine jar and put it in a bowl.

Du斗 refers to a ladle that scoops up alcohol, and the Big Dipper, which uses the same characters, means seven stars in the shape of a northern ladle.

Mo Yong-Juhee was confident.

Since I had already secured my victory and defeat on the seventh floor, I had a hard time scooping up the tea.

Compared to that, that girl had just emptied seven bottles of that strong Dugang wine.

Cheong was just a little impressed.

It was a plan built just for this.

I’m not saying I’m going to get drunk and make fun of my weaknesses, but I’m going to show my disgrace in front of everyone.

But the opponent was too bad.

The grandson who shouted to protect the ground was building up the legend of 100 wins and 100 wins and undefeated streak today.

It was just as Cheong was about to raise his voice.

“for a moment! Preface Sojeo. You have to take off the cotton, right? If things continue like this, aren’t I at a huge disadvantage? Even if it leaves a little bit on my head, I feel like I’m at a disadvantage if the cotton thread eats it. “The more precious a piece of gold is, the more alcohol it will contain.”

Nageum refers to cotton thread woven from silk.

It was the voice of a woman who had poured alcohol on Cheong while she was drinking tea.

Then the crowd’s attention focused on Cheong.

That’s right! The sound of someone shouting.

Cheong laughed and responded back.

“Don’t you think Moyong Soje should have to endure this much? Even if Moyong Sojeo spills a drink while drinking, you won’t get your top wet, right?”

Cheong said, making a hand gesture as if he was stroking his beard.

In fact, it was a depiction of water droplets falling from a chin, so people immediately recognized its true meaning.

The audience’s eyes are busy going back and forth between Cheong’s chest and Mo Yong-juhui’s chest.

That’s right too! Someone shouted again, causing a burst of laughter in the audience.

Mo Yong Ju-hui’s tightly clenched fist trembled.

So, one dong.

“Two drinks!”

And two dongs.

“Three drinks!”

“Four drinks!”

“Five drinks!”

At this point, some onlookers began to appear with dull complexions.

Mo Yong Joo-hee, who had put down Dong-i, stumbled slightly but managed to take a step back and regain his balance.

“Oh my, Moyong Soje? Aren’t you overdoing it? “I’m just starting to feel a little drunk. How could someone so weak ask for a drinking match?”

“Someone said he was drunk. I’m not drunk! Next drink!”

The onlookers thought. I’m drunk. I’m drunk.

“Six drinks!”

“Seven drinks!”

At this point, I started to see wins and losses.

Mo Yong Ju-hee’s red jacket with narrow sleeves was half wet and clinging to her body.

On the other hand, the Qing ceremonial uniform was in clean condition without a trace of moisture.

“Moyong Sojeo. Wouldn’t it be better to realize your shortcomings and step down at this point? I wonder if he will look ugly in front of so many people… … ”

“Noisy! Who said he was drunk… … .”

“I didn’t say I was drunk. It looks like you’re very drunk… … ”

“Next drink! “Bring the next drink!”

“Eight glasses!”

The owner of the pavilion said this and started pouring alcohol.

Cheong sighed deeply.

It’s shameful that he tried to embarrass me in front of so many people, but didn’t he end up in big trouble?

If you’re a bitch who has accumulated bad karma, I’d put an end to it right away. Besides, insulting a healthy woman was not something an adult would do.

While Cheong was drinking, he suddenly let go of his hand, and a loud clanging sound rang out.

“oh. I am defeated. “Sojeo Moyong won the drinking contest, so I’ll just leave.”

Although Cheong said so, none of the onlookers thought so.

Anyone could see that she seemed to be worried about the other person, so she seemed to have lost and retreated, and whispers were heard everywhere, saying that the woman with her face covered seemed to have a really kind heart.

Wow. I’m starving to death.

Cheong was about to head towards the stairs, suppressing the urge to rub his stomach.

Even if you step down, shouldn’t you take the fallen Gongsun Yayi with you?

I was thinking about going to Mucheongak and asking them to make some stew for hangovers, and I was in the midst of contemplating whether clear or spicy would be better.

“hey! you! Don’t stand there! “What are you doing?”

“Isn’t it the way for a loser to leave without a word? “I’m having a hard time consoling myself today, so I’m going back, so please be generous as a winner.”

“you you! Am I funny!? Are you going on a campaign trail just because your breasts are a little bigger? Yes, I am a bitch with no breasts! “I don’t have breasts, did you add anything to me!?”

It was a grand suicide.

Oh my, I walked away so I wouldn’t have to see this.

Cheong sighed deeply.

“Soje, you’re very drunk.”

“Yes, this is all fake too! So what! Hey bitch! Picking someone’s sore spot. “What’s the use of all this!”

Then he put his hand into his chest, took out a bundle of cotton and sewn it, and threw the pack away.

Then, he let out a sigh in exasperation, and suddenly tears streamed down his face.

“Si. Me too, like this, see… … ”

Even worse, because only one side of the fake breast was removed, one side was slightly puffed out and the other side was slumped down like a man.

It might have been better if both sides had been removed, but it looked flatter due to the contrast.

Cheong said again because he couldn’t bear to see it.

“Those Moyong Sojeo friends are a little… … ”

Then, the gang, who did not know what to do, flocked to Mo Yong Ju-hee.

“what! Let go! “Let go!”

“Joohee, stop it. We know how you feel, we are also upset, so let’s not do this and just go upstairs… … ”

“How do you know! You all have some! No one knows my heart! I don’t know! Besides, I thought my breasts were small! “I have a big one too, ugh!”

One of the friends who could not bear to listen tightly covered Mo Yong Ju-hee’s mouth.

Mo Yong-juhui, who was completely subdued by being held tightly by both arms and covering his mouth from behind, was dragged away.

And then a solemn silence fell in the hall.

Thanks to this, only the voices of people using evil are still prominent in the town.