The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old

   Chapter 1492

   "Is it the legendary drink that can increase longevity? The jade solution that can only be tasted by the gods in the sky?!!!"

   "Qingye Yuye!"

  "It is the jade liquid that can only appear in myths and legends!" The group of old ministers boiled.

  Lu Yueze is now twenty-two, and Jiang Huaian is already around forty.

  This is the person who has been promoted extremely quickly.

   Below one person, above ten thousand people.

   Most of the people who can sit with him are old ministers with white hair and beard.

  Even the younger ones are mostly around fifty.

  Most of them are about to make official appointments.

   But now, Wang Xianming has added five years to all the old ministers before giving them to official posts, but after all he is getting older, the family is not at ease.

  Now, I suddenly heard the life-enhancing wine, and almost cried.

   "How much can you increase with such a cup?" There were six old ministers sitting at a table, all of whom were the highest in power in the court.

  At this moment, where is still calm down.

  Jiang Huaian thought for a while: “I only heard it by chance. A cup of Qiongye Jade Liquid can increase the lifespan of a hundred years. A pot on our table can increase ten years.” A pot of wine can probably pour seven or eight cups.

  "A cup is probably more than a year old."

  This concentration is the most beneficial state for the mortal body.

As soon as Jiang Huaian said this, he saw the group of old men as if they were carrying a baby.

  There is even a minister whose heartache eyes are almost red.

  At their age, what is the most important thing?

  A few more years to live!

  Nothing outside of the body can compare to living a few more years!

  He was holding the cup indifferently, and took a sip. At this moment, his eyes were red and he looked left and right.

  All the bodhisattvas and gods looked at him, hey, if it wasn't for the face, he just wanted to lick it on the table.

   Harm, not to shame His Majesty the King.

   "Oh, you have to be careful about this. Don't sprinkle it." The adults guarded the wine glasses, just like the baby.

  Look around, oops, unfortunately none of them can afford to offend, so I really want to ask for a drink.

"It's a pity that one cup will live for one more year. Hey, oh, one table can pour eight cups, our table has only six people. Everyone can get a little bit more. Come and come, I will pour." flagon.

  "How can I let you come? You are the oldest. I will do this. You are the mainstay of the court. I will come and I will come. You won't have to work on such trivial matters." Another minister argued.

  Usually tit-for-tat in the court, not losing to the opponent at all.

  Today, I was actually vying to pour wine.

  A few adults almost poured out a little more, and the few people shared equally.

  When they looked reluctant to take a sip, they sighed again.

  Master Jiang can't stand it anymore.

   With a light swing of his big hand, Xian'e stepped forward.

  "Renew the wine."

   "Yes." The fairy maid immediately poured another pot of Qiongye Yuye.

  A few ministers! ! !

  Master Jiang Meiyu Wanwan: "There is enough wine. But each table is limited to three pots." Too much is not good for the body.

  Renewal of wine is also a treatment only available in the palace.

  The moved tears of several ministers filled their eyes, and three pots were enough.

  Almost everyone can drink four cups, four cups! !

  That is another four years.

   And just after receiving the flower, the dark illness in the body has almost disappeared.

   is worth it, worth it, worth it in this life.

   Qiongye Yuye was originally not intoxicating, but what intoxicated was the environment.

  Many ministers were drunk.

  The atmosphere is strong and warm, with many gods and Buddhas aloft, and from time to time mortals worship.

  But no one dared to look directly.

  (End of this chapter)