The Great Tang Dynasty's Trans-Dimensional Conference: Little Rhinoceros Arrives

Meanwhile, the ministers present were clearly familiar with beer, and they all followed Li Shimin's example by picking up the bottles and drinking directly from them.

A sip of ice-cold beer instantly dispelled the greasiness from the barbecue I had just eaten.

Cheng Yaojin, below, rubbed his belly and unconsciously let out a big burp.

"Hehehe, this feels so good. Barbecue and beer are a perfect match." He was already mentally planning what kind of accident his cow would have tomorrow.

The two little princesses burst into laughter as the constant hiccups from the side echoed around them.

Looking at the half-eaten piece of mutton on the plate, the little princess reached out and tugged at Lin Fan's clothes, whispering, "Lin Fan, this meat is so delicious! Can we eat it again tomorrow?"

Lin Fan originally wanted to pinch the little princess's cheeks, but looking at his oily hands, he immediately gave up the idea.

"Of course the rhinoceros can eat it if it wants, but we can't eat it every day."

"Ah, why?" The little princess was a little disappointed.

"Haha, wouldn't you get tired of eating that every day? It's much better to eat it every few days."

Although the little princess didn't quite understand what this meant, since Lin Fan had said so, she had no objections. She then smiled and held up five fingers, saying:

"Okay~ then we'll eat it every five days." After saying that, perhaps feeling that five days was a bit too long, she pulled back two fingers. "No, how about every three days? Is that okay?"

Lin Fan smiled and nodded, "Sure, of course."

"Whoosh~ Yay~" The little princess began to enjoy the remaining roasted lamb.

Seeing that the ministers were enjoying their meal, Li Shimin, who was seated at the head of the table, quickly picked up a wine bottle and invited Lin Fan over.

"Kid, you're the one who prepared this banquet today. Come on, let's have a drink!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Fan quickly shook his head, "No, Father, I promised Si Zi I wouldn't drink."

The first two times he got drunk, the little princess disliked him for a long time. Once you start drinking, you can't stop.

Li Shimin wasn't disappointed when he heard this, after all, it showed that Lin Fan cared a lot about the little princess's opinion.

"Alright, old friends, let's drink." Li Shimin turned his gaze to the ministers below.

"Hahaha, I, Cheng Yaojin, will first toast Your Majesty!" After saying this, Cheng Yaojin gulped down a bottle of wine in a few mouthfuls.

The remaining few, apart from Fang Xuanling and Wei Zheng, were equally unwilling to be outdone, and they picked up wine bottles and started chugging.

Soon, the food prepared by the Imperial Kitchen was delivered one after another. Qiu Xia was personally overseeing the process, so the taste was naturally excellent.

Cheng Yaojin looked at the dishes in front of him, which looked very similar to those in the newly opened restaurants outside, and felt a little curious.

"Your Majesty, this dish looks so familiar!"

Li Shimin nodded with a smile, "You simpleton, you're trying to say these dishes look like they were made at Xianweiju, right?"

"Hmm, it does look somewhat similar, but it smells even more delicious than what Xianweiju makes." Without bothering to explain further, Cheng Yaojin picked up his chopsticks and began to taste it.

The others immediately realized what was going on when they heard the conversation between the two.

Wei Zheng, who was below, spoke first, asking, "Your Majesty, could it be that Xianweiju is you?"

"That's right." Li Shimin readily admitted, "But in the end, it's not really my idea; it's mainly the Empress's idea."

Upon hearing Li Shimin's explanation, the group suddenly understood and instinctively turned their gazes to Lin Fan.

Xianweiju has only been open for a short time, and the recipes for these dishes are all recent, so they must be related to Lin Fan.

Li Shimin smiled smugly, "Alright, don't think too much about it. Come and try it, and see if the food outside is better or if my Imperial Kitchen is more delicious."

Upon hearing this, Changsun Wuji and the others picked up their chopsticks and began to taste the food.

After finishing the meal, everyone nodded in agreement; the taste and texture of the food prepared in the palace were indeed far superior to that of food prepared outside.

The wine was consumed quickly. The three cases of wine that Lin Fan and Cheng Yaojin had brought out were quickly devoured by the group. Seeing this, Lin Fan called over a few eunuchs to bring out the remaining wine.

Over the next hour, all the ministers, including Li Shimin, went back and forth to the outhouse several times.

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but complain: "This beer is delicious, but it fills me up too much and isn't very strong; it's gone in one pee."

This statement, though crude, is not without merit, and Qin Qiong, Li Jing, and Yuchi Gong, as military generals, all expressed their agreement.

Hearing this, Lin Fan thought to himself, "You just want something strong, right? That's easy enough."

Although the supermarkets in the Tang Dynasty do not sell baijiu yet, he has bought quite a lot for Li Shimin and brought it over intermittently over the past few days.

"Dad, didn't I get it for you before...?"

Before Lin Fan could finish speaking, he saw Li Shimin start winking and making faces at him frantically.

Uh, what's going on?

Before Lin Fan could figure out Li Shimin's meaning, the ministers below had already seen through the shady dealings between the two.

Cheng Yaojin and Yuchi Gong exchanged a glance. After a brief exchange of glances, Cheng Yaojin, who was more shameless, was the first to stand up.

"Your Majesty, what did His Highness mention earlier that he gave you? What was it? Could you show it to us?"

Li Shimin rolled his eyes at Cheng Yaojin, thinking that this was just rubbing salt in the wound!

But there was no way around it. After all, things had come to this point, and Li Shimin couldn't pretend not to understand. He didn't want his ministers to think he was some kind of stingy monarch.

Thinking of this, he helplessly beckoned to the tongueless creature beside him, then, after a moment's thought, whispered in its ear:

"Go to my private treasury and fetch four bottles of wine. Remember, only take the outermost ones."

If he took too little, he was afraid it wouldn't be enough to drink; if he took too much, Li Shimin was reluctant to give it up.

There were eight people drinking, including him, but Lin Fan, Li Chengan, and Li Tai were not among them, so each person drank half a bottle.

"Yes." Upon hearing this, Wu She bowed and withdrew.

Lin Fan had previously given Li Shimin a lot of wine, and they were all good wines, with similar prices.

However, different types of drinks have different flavors, and Li Shimin put his favorite drinks in the innermost part.

Cheng Yaojin, having achieved his goal, sat down without batting an eye, and Yuchi Gong, standing nearby, quickly gave him a thumbs-up.

Soon, Wu She walked over quickly with a young eunuch carrying a tray.

"Your Majesty, it's here."

"Hmm." Li Shimin waved his hand. "Start it."

Everyone looked at the transparent glass bottle in the little eunuch's hand and couldn't help but exchange bewildered glances.

"Gentlemen, this is some good stuff. I usually can't bear to drink it, but I'm in a good mood today, so let's each have half a bottle, no more, no less. Don't think it's too little, this stuff is very potent."