The First Family of Tang Dynasty

　　 "???" Cheng Chubi stood in a daze in front of the supplies he had brought with him, holding a porcelain bottle in his hand in a daze.

　　 The boring Shu King Li Ke, who looked around, saw Cheng Chubi's shocked expression, and walked over curiously.

　　 "Brother Chubi, what's wrong with you?"

　　 "It's gone...impossible." Cheng Chubi ignored Li Ke, but shook the empty porcelain bottle in his hand in disbelief.

　　 There is more than two catties of alcohol here. Today's surgery, including the disinfection of the ward, can cost less than half a catty.

　　 Cheng Chubi pulled out the cork and shook the porcelain bottle with the mouth down for a long time, but there was not even a drop of alcohol.

　　 But the strong aroma of wine spilled out, so Li Ke couldn't help taking a deep breath, and his Adam's apple began to stir up and down.

　　 "Brother Chubi, this wine tastes really good..."

　　 "Hehe, fragrance, right? I gave it to you." Cheng Chubi, who was in a very unbeautiful mood, stuffed the empty porcelain bottle directly into Li Ke's arms. If you like it, you can hold it and lick it.

　　 Li Ke looked at the empty porcelain bottle in his arms with a dazed expression.

　　I am a dignified son, your Royal Highness, the king of Shu, you actually gave me a worthless empty porcelain bottle?

　　 Forget it, don't care about the old man Cheng who likes nonsense. Smell the smell, tusk tusk... it's so fragrant.

　　 "Cheng Liang!" Following Cheng Chubi's loud voice.

　　 Cheng Fu Jiading, who was sorting out the supplies, quickly agreed and ran over.

　　 "The villain is here, what's the third son's order?"

　　 "Let me ask you, where is the alcohol in this bottle?"

　　 Cheng Chubi had a gloomy face, and pointed to the empty porcelain vase in Li Ke's arms.

　　His Royal Highness Shu Wang looked at the bottle mouth with blurred eyes and took a deep breath.

　　 "San Gongzi, not a villain." Cheng Liang saw Cheng Chubi's unhappy face, his head down in despair.

"Who is that?"

　　 "Little man, little man..." Cheng Liang looked around, seeming a little scared.

　　 Such an expression made Cheng Chu more suspicious. "Is it my father?"

　　 Is this impossible? My father is more accustomed to grabbing.

　　 "No, no, no, it's not the master, the villain suspects it is General Yuchi..."

　　 Cheng Liang's head shook fast, he glanced at Li Ke not far away, and whispered to report.

　　 "...The general stayed in the operating room for a long time, and the villain glanced in curiously, the general was not happy..."

　　 Thinking of opening the gauze curtain, I saw the unhappy black face of General Yuchi.

　　 There were big copper bell eyes full of fierce glaring, and Cheng Liang felt that there was a hairy sweat on his spine, and he was immediately embarrassed.

　　 Cheng Chubi's face turned black. If it was really the black hand of General Yuchi, then...Well, Cheng Chubi immediately thought of his beloved father.

　　 I'm afraid that only by asking my father to come forward can I break my wrist with General Yuchi.

　　 Just for the sake of drinking alcohol, to accuse a murderous countryman of being noble and noble and stealing a dog. Is it too fussing?

　　 Just when Cheng Chubi was still struggling, he suddenly saw it. He saw his beloved father Cheng Yaojin and General Yuchigong.

　　 showed his figure from a corner, and the two great Tang leaders looked extraordinarily energetic and energetic.

　　 It feels like these two rough masters just won five million lucky prizes.

　　 "???" Cheng Chubi was a little dazed, always feeling something was wrong.

　　 "Hahaha... the third child, come here for my father."

　　Cheng Yaojin also saw Cheng Chubi staring at herself in a daze, hehe with a leap, strode over.

　　 "My third child, it's really hard for you today. Uncle Yuchi and I suddenly had something to do, and I'll be back soon."

　　 "Okay, Dad will leave first, and I'll talk about it later."

　　 Cheng Chubi didn't even have a chance to speak, so he was thrown in place by his dear father.

　　 Cheng Chubi's face is a bit dark. Why did my father speak with a familiar, high-level taste of alcohol in his mouth?

　　 dumbly watched these two top figures of the Tang Xiangui bully list stand side by side, and then Cheng Chubi's gaze shifted downward.

　　 He saw it, and saw a small water bag on the belts of his father and Yu Chigong.

　　 Following their bold and arrogant steps, swinging left and right, very enchanting...

　　 Cheng Chubi's face became darker and darker, as black as the bottom of an iron pot steamed with more than 300 catties of wine.

　　 The truth seems to be solved instantly.

　　 "Your father is so kind to you." Li Ke took the cork and plugged the porcelain bottle, held it in his hand, reluctant to put it down.

　　 is very envious of this fiercely famous Cheng Yaojin, facing brother Chubi is very kind and kind.

　　 "Ha, is it possible to be a natural one?" Cheng Chubi said weakly. Forget it, the son does not say that the father has passed, the son does not think the mother is ugly...

　　 I only hope that these two old men will not be alcohol poisoned, but with the large amount of alcohol that these two have been fighting for years on the wine table, they also have that strong physique like a human bear.

　　 The remaining high wine of less than two catties should not reach that level... right...

　　 But after thinking about it, Cheng Chubi was still not at ease, so he quickly exhorted Cheng Liang's ear.

　　 Cheng Liang hurried forward and rushed forward knowingly. Of course, he was not going to the end of the two murderous masters.

　　 Instead, I went to find Cheng Jie, the guard leader of the Cheng family, and asked him to stare more, and report any problems as soon as possible.

　　 The other thing is to let him go home by the way and get some alcohol.

　　I can’t clean Uncle Qin’s wounds with lime water that makes people worse off, right?

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　　With little effort, Cheng Yaojin and Yu Chigong found a restaurant near Qin's Mansion, and they chose a private room without saying a word.

　　 Both water sacs were placed on the table. As soon as the cold dishes were served, the two could not wait to start their hands.

　　 Seeing the fierce big bully Cheng picked up the essence of the wine, which was poured about five or six cents, he respected him.

　　 "Come on, let's do one." As soon as the voice fell, he raised his neck and drained.

　　In an instant, the fleshy face wrinkled into a ball instantly, and his hand was scratched against the air a few times.

　　 squeezed eyebrows for a long time, and then he let out a fierce cry for the rest of his life~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Happy! "

　　 The moment when Yu Chigong, who had tasted it before, swallowed the essence of the wine. His expressions and movements are exactly the same as Lao Cheng.

　　 Then he looked intoxicated and touched his throat all the way to his belly contentedly.

　　 "Cool! A certain family feels like they have a knife, which has been inserted from this life until it reaches into the stomach. It's so exciting."

　　 "This is the essence of wine made with nearly a hundred catties of wine. One or two of the essence of wine is one catty of wine. It's not strange that it's not too powerful."

　　 Cheng Biaojin made a smashing drink.

　　 Yuchi licked his lips with respect and respectfully.

　　 "Fuck, it's worthy of being called Jiu Zhong Jiu Hua, good baby. Come on, let's do one more brother."

　　 The two of them almost didn't eat a bite of the food, the wine was dry, and the effort was not good. Yu Chigong felt that something was wrong.

　　 shook his head, a little dizzy. "Old Cheng, why is this **** so powerful?"

　　 Cheng Yaojin also felt that something was wrong, this **** only drank less than half a catty, why did he feel that his eyes were a little flowery.

　　 However, as a tyrannical bully in the Tang Dynasty's noble circle, naturally, he couldn't persuade him. Cheng Yaojin gave a strong smile.

　　 "Cheng, don't you think, Xiongtai, are you not?"

　　Wei Chi Gong is not happy anymore, who is not good, you are the only one who can bear it, right? Raised the cup and drained it.

　　 "Hehe, just a little wine, it's strange that a certain family can get drunk, continue."

　　 The spring breeze is blowing, and the drums are fighting, who is afraid of whom on the wine table?

　　 The two rough men with strong personality began to drink until the glass was dry. The strong aroma of wine.

　　 not only overflowed the private room, but even drilled out along the crack in the door.

　　 Cheng Jie and the guards of Yuchi's house both squinted their eyes, and breathed deeply with their faces full of intoxication...