Datang: The Craziest Scholar System

If it was normal, he would definitely give this rebellious son a good meal, but with today's fine wine in front of him, he couldn't care less.

In the eyes of people like them who are addicted to alcohol, rare wines are like peerless beauties, making people salivate and unable to stop.

He lowered his head and glanced at the wine in the jug, luckily there were still two-thirds of it!
Even Cheng Chumo couldn't handle strong alcohol like Erguotou.

Cheng Yaojin gave this Nizi a hard look, it's too much to even ask him to drink with him after drinking so much!
Shaking his head and not thinking about it anymore, Cheng Chumo was full of joy, holding the wine jar and wanting to drink it.

At this time, Cheng Chu's voice sounded in a daze:
"Well, Mr. Su, you can't blame me. It's because your Erguotou is so delicious. It's too wasteful to drink such good wine for my father and grandson uncle...even if it's for uncle grandson, it can't be given to my father. Ah, let me drink it for him..."

Cheng Yaojin raised his eyebrows, what does it mean to give him a drink is a waste?

This brat's wings are stiff!

Resisting the urge to hit his son, Cheng Yaojin stroked his chin and began to think.

This wine is called Erguotou?
Did Su Yun ask Cheng Chumo to bring it?

And still bring him to drink with Zhangsun Wuji?

Su Yun is indeed my old Cheng's good brother. He thought of me the first time after a long time. Unlike this rebellious son who eats alone, he secretly drinks our wine!
If it was normal, Cheng Yaojin would definitely start drinking on the spot, because the wine is really delicious.

But today is different, since Su Yun said to let him drink with Changsun Wuji, then naturally he can't eat alone.

Because Su Yun is his good brother and his savior, he admires Su Yun from the bottom of his heart.

With this in mind, Cheng Yaojin kicked the drunk Cheng Chumo again, and walked out with the wine jar in his arms.

He wants to find Changsun Wuji quickly, so that he can taste good wine quickly.

The world is a lesson, Cheng Yaojin can swear that he has never endured anything so unbearably in his life.

But he won't do something like Cheng Chumo, is he that kind of person?
***
It is rare to have a rest today, and Changsun Wuji is recuperating at home.

Over the past few days, Chang Sun Chong has caused troubles one after another, causing him to lose his temper all the time, and his whole condition is not good.

"Quick, stop him!"

"Everyone go up together, don't let him in!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside, and the door of his room was kicked open with a bang!
Changsun Wuji's face changed, who is so courageous to kick his door?

Turning around to look, he saw a burly man barging in, followed by dozens of guards from his eldest grandson's family, hugging the big man's legs tightly.

"My lord, don't break in!"

"Hahahahaha, old brother of the auxiliary machine, I, Cheng Yaojin, have come to see you!"

That burly man kicked away the surrounding guards and rushed in with a wild laugh, wasn't it Cheng Yaojin?

Changsun Wuji frowned, with a puzzled look on his face, "Brother Zhijie, what's your business in my house?"

At this moment, Cheng Yaojin was full of alcohol, his eyes were hazy with drunkenness, he tried his best to open his eyes in front of Changsun Wuji, and immediately he was overjoyed: "I found you!!!"

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but rushed towards the wine jar, the guards couldn't stop him at all.

"Brother Zhijie, what are you going to do?"

Changsun Wuji turned pale with shock, and quickly backed away.

"Come here you!"

But Cheng Yaojin didn't give him a chance at all, grabbed his collar and held it in front of him.

"Brother Zhijie, you can't... umm... gurgling..."

Regardless of Changsun Wuji's struggle, Cheng Yaojin squeezed his small cherry mouth open with one hand, and poured the wine jar into it crazily!

The struggling eldest grandson Wuji was filled with grief and indignation. How could he have suffered such humiliation?

Just as he was about to fight desperately with Cheng Yaojin, he suddenly froze... What kind of smell is this?It smells so good!

No, it's not very fragrant, it's simply too fragrant, even more fragrant than boring donkey, it's an unprecedented experience!
Changsun Wuji is also a drinker, otherwise he wouldn't be able to control himself when he drank for the first time and fell to the ground drunk.

How can he not be happy when he encounters this fine wine now?
Ever since, Changsun Wuji took the initiative to cater to Cheng Yaojin, thump, thump, thump, thump...

"Ahahahahahahahaha, I knew you, an old boy, would like this one!"

Cheng Yaojin, who was already too drunk, laughed out loud, and after giving Changsun Wuji a few sips, he raised his head to drink again.

"Give me...give me..."

"Hahahaha, I'll be happy first..."

"Gudong Gudong Gudong... so cool"

A moment later, in Changsun Wuji's room, two big men, one fat and one strong, fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Many guards looked at this scene, all of them were confused. They wanted to step forward to help, but they didn't dare...

At this moment, Changsun rushed in quickly, and said anxiously: "Father, I need your help with something. The watering can and the last two villages have not been extended to..."

However, before he finished speaking, he froze in place.

Because he saw his father and Cheng Chumo's father lying together reeking of alcohol, it was unsightly...

Chang Sun Chong turned pale with shock, and hurriedly went forward to shake Chang Sun Wuji: "Father, wake up, you can't get drunk at such a critical time! Go to His Majesty for help!"

But no matter how he shook, Changsun Wuji remained motionless and fell into a deep sleep like a dead pig.

"Damn it!"

Changsun Chong stomped the ground hard.

Why did such a thing happen at this juncture?
The eldest Sun Chong sat on the ground dejectedly, and complained angrily: "Drinking and drinking, you still have the nerve to blame me? I was just looking for orchids... Bah, I didn't look for orchids, but you are here drinking and messing things up..."

At this moment, Changsun Wuji suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Changsun Chong.

Chang Sun Chong was terrified, waved his hands again and again and said, "Father, you heard me wrong, I didn't have anything just now..."

"It's brothers, let's drink Erguotou together!!"

Changsun Wuji let out an angry roar, and immediately fell straight on the ground again and fell into a deep sleep.

Chang Sun Chong heaved a sigh of relief, and gave his father a hard look.

He was so drunk that it was frightening to get up.

What's more, what kind of wine can be so drunk?

No matter how delicious Erguotou is, can it be better than boring donkey?

Although he and Cheng Chumo are deadly rivals, he has to admit the status of Mendaolu in wine.

Suyun Restaurant is just across from his grocery store, and he deeply knows how good the sales of Mendaolu are.

Even he once asked his subordinates to secretly buy stuffed donkeys and drink them quietly at home.

I really dare not be aboveboard, because if Cheng Chumo knew about this, he would laugh at him crazily.

But at this moment, he sniffed...it smells so good.

He subconsciously searched for the scent and looked for it, only to find that it was in Cheng Yaojin's arms, holding a big wine jar.

Chang Sun Chong frowned, stepped forward, and grabbed the wine jar.

How could he have expected that Cheng Yaojin would suddenly get violent, took out the ax from his waist, bared his teeth and claws and said, "Grandpa Cheng Yaojin, put down the wine!"

Chang Sun Chong was horrified, he couldn't, he couldn't risk his life for wine, right?