Maxwell Fa's Enlightenment in the Monastery Chapter 10

"Since you want to compete with me for beauty, you should be fair!"

Seeing Ethan Shen looking proud while talking, Alexander Gao admired him even more, clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Mr. Shen, how are you going to compete in drinking? Tell us quickly."

"Protector General, please place a long table in the tent. I will drink with five people. They will drink from small cups, and I will drink from a large cup. If I fall down first, I will lose!"

Everyone in the tent gasped when they heard this. Mr. Shen looked gentle and refined, but they had never thought he was so heroic. The three guards looked at him with new eyes and shouted, "I also drink a lot, so Mr. Shen won't underestimate me!"

"Okay, what Mr. Shen said is brilliant, and it suits my taste. Big cup or small cup, you decide!"

Alexander Gao burst into laughter, then waved away the dancers in the tent and asked the guards to go inside to set up the long table. Afterwards, except for the guards on duty outside, the rest of the guards rushed into the tent to have a look.

Ryan Wang led his men to grab a good spot first. At this time, Alexander Gao, who was sitting on the main seat, also stood up. He always liked excitement. The soldiers under his tent were all his private army. At this time, he personally started gambling and shouted, "I bet a hundred gold on Shen Lang. Hurry up if you want to place a bet!"

"Boss Wang, who should we suppress?"

Looking at the three generals, some soldiers in Ryan Wang's team hesitated. They were greatly favored by the young master by learning martial arts, so they should bet on him to win. However, the three generals were all heroes who loved drinking in the army, and Judge Chen was also a famous drunkard in the Duhu Shogunate. The young master was clean and pure, and the large cup was enough to match three full small cups. No matter how they thought about it, the young master could not win. Wouldn't it be a waste of money for them to bet?

"My dear, you will win."

Liam shouted from the side. He was wearing a pointed hat. Seeing that those guards did not believe Ethan Shen, he looked indignant and completely lost the shyness he had in the temple.

Ryan Wang looked at his brothers in the team and slowly spoke, "My dear, you are not a reckless person. If you believe in me, then you should all follow me and bet on my victory."

As he spoke, Ryan Wang took out his purse from his pocket and placed the bet without blinking, which made the soldiers in the team tremble with fear. Their captain was a decent man who neither drank nor patronized camp prostitutes. He had saved no less than a hundred strings of cash in three years, and he was betting all his belongings.

"One of them."

There were many brave soldiers among the guards. Someone took the lead and all the soldiers in Ryan Wang's team bet on Ethan Shen, which made the other guards laugh at them. They thought that Ryan Wang and his team had gone crazy. The governor had always been generous and magnanimous, and often gave them rewards by making bets. Now, betting a hundred gold coins on Mr. Shen was both a compliment and a sign that they did not think Mr. Shen could win.

The atmosphere in the big tent was lively. The guards and staff placed their bets one after another. Soon, various coins and coppers piled up into a small mountain. Most of the guards bet on the three guard generals, while the rest of the staff bet on Judge Chen to win.

"Protector General, can we place a bet?"

Among the dancers waiting on the side, there was a brave one who asked her master Alexander Gao. After hearing this, the other dancers gathered around her and looked at Ethan Shen who was standing not far away. Their fate was not in their own hands. If this handsome man lost, some of their sisters would have to serve rude soldiers or wretched old men.

"There is no distinction between father and son in a casino, let alone between superiors and subordinates. If you want to place a bet, that's fine!"

Alexander Gao's interest grew even higher. He saw that the dancers and musicians had scraped together at least two hundred strings of cash and bet on Shen Guangying. He could not help but laugh and scold his staff, "Look at how stingy you are. You are not as generous as these young ladies."

Seeing that the dancers had all escorted Ethan Shen, and then looking at the handsome appearance of Mr. Shen, someone in the aide gnashed his teeth and said indignantly, "Is it so great to be good-looking?" As he spoke, he emptied his purse and escorted Judge Chen.

For a while, the stakes were getting higher and higher, but Ethan Shen's nonchalant and calm appearance made Alexander Gao feel more interesting, so he said to the staff who were placing bets one after another, "I won't take advantage of you, I will bet another hundred gold on Shen Lang."

"Thank you for the reward!"

In the big tent, cheers were heard one after another. A guard in Ryan Wang's team said in panic, "Boss Wang, we bet on Langjun to win, right..."

"I see that you are calm and composed, so you must be confident of winning."

Ryan Wang answered in a deep voice, but his clenched fists were covered in sweat from the palms.

On the long table, a row of large cups were spread out in front of Ethan Shen, all filled with wine brewed in Khotan. The five people opposite him, the three guards and another person, all switched to large cups, only Judge Chen was still using a small cup.

"Shen Lang, for the sake of beauty, I have no choice but to give up my face. Please don't blame me!"

Judge Chen smiled awkwardly and said that after he went to Qiuci, he would prepare to return to Chang'an. He was not like his other colleague who still had to serve under the Protector-General's tent and could not afford to use a small cup for the sake of face. Otherwise, even if he won, he would be laughed at in the future.

Ethan Shen responded with a smile, and he did not think that Judge Chen was not upright. The three guards glanced at Judge Chen with disdain and stood further away from him. Even the guards rarely bet on him as the person most likely to win the bet.

Alexander Gao asked his personal guards to light a stick of sandalwood, and set the drinking time limit to one stick of incense. Otherwise, if the old drunkard Chen slowed down his drinking, it would take who knows how long before the winner could be determined.

"Everyone, please."

While Ethan Shen was talking, he picked up the large cup and started drinking. To him, this wine was no different from grape juice. He drank very quickly and soon the large cup was empty. Seeing this, the three generals on the opposite side also quickened their drinking speed.

Ethan Shen drank cup after cup, his throat rising and falling, his expression remaining calm as he gulped down the drinks. He knew the tricks of drinking competition very well, if he wanted to make others fall down after drinking, he must not lose in momentum.

After three large cups of wine, the three generals could no longer keep up with Ethan Shen's pace. Although they were good at drinking in the army, compared with Ethan Shen who was used to drinking white wine, their alcohol tolerance was nothing to mention.

"Drink, drink, drink!"

The guards who crowded the big tent stared at the three staggering guards with red faces, and shouted loudly to cheer them on with dry mouths, but their faces could not help turning pale. Mr. Shen had already picked up the sixth big cup.

Ryan Wang and his soldiers all turned red in the face, looking at the three generals and shouting, "Down, down, down!"

By the seventh cup, Ethan Shen still looked calm, but one of the three generals on the opposite side finally fell down, and the remaining two also collapsed to the ground one after another, vomiting all over the floor. As for the colleague of Judge Chen who insisted on drinking the big cup, he left in a hurry early.

In front of the long table, only Judge Chen was still drinking with Ethan Shen. However, except for the aides, all the defeated soldiers turned to cheer for Ethan Shen. These warriors were so simple and direct. They admired Ethan Shen's heroism and drinking capacity. As for Judge Chen, even if he won, they would not accept it.

Alexander Gao was extremely excited, he did not expect that Ethan Shen could really get all five of them drunk. Judge Chen was an old man under his command, and although he was an old drunkard, this old man was nearly fifty years old, and although he could hold his alcohol tolerance, his stomach might not be able to hold it.

When it came to the twelfth cup, although Ethan Shen was having a hard time holding it in, Judge Chen opposite him was even more unbearable. People often say that young and strong people are better at fighting, and the same is true for drinking. Even the most severe drunkard will reminisce about the amount of alcohol he could drink when he was young.

When the sandalwood burned out, Ethan Shen was just drinking the thirteenth glass of wine at a leisurely pace, while Judge Chen hadn't even finished the twelfth glass. At this time, the tent was already completely silent. Alexander Gao glanced at the number of glasses placed on the long table and said, "Mr. Shen won!"

Before he finished speaking, the dancers cheered, and then Ryan Wang and his soldiers also shouted, "My dear, you are mighty!"

The remaining soldiers also started shouting. Although they lost money, they felt very happy in their hearts. They wondered when they had ever seen a man with such a huge drinking capacity. At this time, no one was jealous of Ethan Shen's appearance anymore.

"Protector General, I am not very drunk. Please excuse me."

Alexander Gao saw how hard Ethan Shen was trying to hold back his words and couldn't help but laugh, "Go ahead, Shen Lang, don't hold it back any more."

Ethan Shen didn't care about such teasing. His former friends were much more venomous than Alexander Gao. When he returned to the big tent, he saw Alexander Gao dividing the won money with Ryan Wang and his friends and the dancers and musicians, and his two hundred gold was rewarded to the losers, the guards and staff. Everyone was happy.

Seeing everyone cheering for Alexander Gao's generosity, Ethan Shen couldn't help but admire Alexander Gao's broad mind and courage. No wonder the three Anxi Protector Generals were unable to conquer the small country of Bolor, but only Alexander Gao was able to lead the troops, destroy the country, capture its leader, and present the captives to Chang'an.