Brute

Dian Cang was from Jiwu, Chenliu. He was tall and powerfully built, with extraordinary strength. He carried a pair of eighty-jin halberds as if they weighed nothing. Whenever Emperor Yanping bestowed food and wine upon him, he always ate and drank with abandon. The people beside him had to keep bringing him wine and dishes just to keep up. One time, I couldn't hold back any longer and asked him, "You brute, just how much can you eat in one sitting?" Holding a chicken leg, he took a huge bite, carelessly wiped his shiny lips, and answered while chewing, "Not much, just one bowl." "Nonsense! I see you at His Majesty's banquet right now, eating meat by the mouthful and drinking wine by the bowl. There's no way one bowl would be enough. Don't try to fool me!" "It's different." "How is it different?" He raised his head and looked at His Majesty in yellow robes above them. His eyes shone like stars. "Because he gave me everything, I accept it all, good or bad." That's right, the one eating meat by the mouthful and drinking wine by the bowl is the bottom! ~(^▽^)~* A truly heroic, devoted, loyal-dog bottom × a gentle, handsome emperor top Unless something unexpected happens, updates will be weekly. I promise not to abandon this story. Please add it to your favorites! (v^_^) Now shout it with me: Anyone who makes the top suffer is a bastard!!