Datang: This imperial censor has a million points of recklessness!

Chapter 1 What?Let me be a censor?

"Young Master Cheng?"

"Mr. Cheng, please don't scare me. It's not easy to run my small business. There are seniors and juniors in my family. I can't be taken away by the Yamen!"

In a tavern in Chang'an City, the old couple who owned the tavern knelt on the ground and shook a young man lying on the ground vigorously.

The young man was wearing a fine attire, his face was red, and he was holding a jug of wine and would not let it go.

After shaking it vigorously for a while, seeing that it was useless, the old man picked up a bucket of water and poured it on the young man.

With this pour, the young man shivered, opened his eyes suddenly, and sat up from the ground.

"Who am I and where am I?"

asked the young man in astonishment.

"Old man, you are awake, but your brain is not working well, we are still finished!"

cried the old lady mournfully.

"Since he's awake, just wait for me to help him wake up his soul!"

The old man squatted in front of the young man, grabbed his head with both hands, and began to tell him about the young man's life experience.

After the old man talked for a long time, the young man also fully understood what was going on.

The young man remembered that his name was Cheng Yu.

In his deep sleep, he transmigrated to a person with the same name and surname in the Tang Dynasty.

The original body was the youngest son of Cheng Yaojin, Li Erconglong's hero, but this youngest son didn't inherit any advantages, but inherited Cheng Yaojin's habit of drinking.

I started drinking at the age of six and continued to drink until I was just 19 years old.

Today, Yuanshen drank himself to death, and gave Cheng Yu a chance to travel through time.

"Unlucky, why did you wear it on a drunkard?"

Cheng Yu hammered his thigh angrily.

Alcoholics are not only physically weak, but also have the physical characteristics of alcohol addiction, even if they want to quit drinking, they can't quit.

In his previous life, Cheng Yu was a good boy who didn't drink or smoke, but now he's an alcoholic, can he not be depressed?

But what can I do?
"Hey, if you come, let's be safe, I'm leaving."

Cheng Yu stood up, gave the old couple some wine money, and then walked towards the Duke's Mansion according to the memory left by the original body in his mind.

On the way, Cheng Yu also found a piece of rag on the side of the road. After thinking about it for a while, he wrapped the rag around himself tightly.

When Yuanshen returned home, he usually climbed over the wall, and Cheng Yu also found a place to climb over the wall and entered the Duke's mansion.

At this time, at three o'clock in the middle of the night, when people are sleepy and ghosts are exhausted, the Duke's mansion is completely silent, there are no lights, and the guards patrolling the mansion cannot be seen.

Cheng Yu felt relieved and was about to move towards his residence when an old man stepped out from the side and said with a smile: "Master Cheng is back?"

"Wait... I packed it so tightly, how did you find me?"

Cheng Yu looked at the old man in front of him in astonishment.

Could it be that everyone in the Duke's Mansion is a master, even the ones who play the watch have sharp eyes?
"Hehe, needless to say, isn't it you who reeks of alcohol in the middle of the night?"

The old man laughed.

Only then did Cheng Yu realize that it turned out that this guy had accumulated experience, and he knew who came back as soon as he smelled it.

"Master has been waiting for you, let me take you to see him."

The old man couldn't refuse, and directly dragged Cheng Yu to the courtyard of the main house of the Duke's Mansion.

Of course Cheng Yu didn't want to see Cheng Yaojin, but he soon found that a 19-year-old young man was so weak that he couldn't break free from an old man's hand, which showed that his body had been broken down by alcohol.

In this way, Cheng Yu was dragged and brought in front of Cheng Yaojin.

At this time, Cheng Yaojin looked like he hadn't slept all night. He was wearing armor, was wiping his big axe, and was sitting on the main seat in the main room.

After pulling Cheng Yu into the house, the old man hurriedly bowed and saluted, and left first.

"What, Cheng... Father..."

Cheng Yu looked at Cheng Yaojin who was sitting in front of him like a door god, his hairs stood on end.

According to the memory in his mind, Cheng Yaojin is a rough man with no good way of raising children, he only has one word for his son - pet.

I have been pampered since I was a child, and I will give you what you want, without hitting or scolding at all.

Otherwise, how could Cheng Yuyuan have developed a habit of drinking since childhood?

If someone like Li Shimin was the father, referring to the fate of the princes of Zhenguan, the habit of drinking might have been wiped out a long time ago!
"came back."

Cheng Yaojin's voice was like a bell, but he didn't curse anyone.

But Cheng Yu knew that Cheng Yaojin was a rough man. When he didn't scold or hit a person who made a mistake, it was precisely because he was extremely disappointed with this person.

This made Cheng Yu even more uncomfortable. After hesitating for a while, he assured him, "Yes... I'm sorry, I won't drink anymore."

"Ha ha."

Cheng Yaojin smiled and shook his head.

He didn't know how many times he had heard such a guarantee, and now he didn't care.

The father and son fell silent facing each other.

After a while,
Cheng Yaojin opened his mouth and said: "Your Majesty knew about your recent situation, he said that you should not be allowed to degenerate like this, and wanted you to be a censor in the court."

"What? Be a censor!"

Cheng Yu was shocked.

Cheng Yu is no stranger to the official position of censor. To put it bluntly, he scolds and hates people in the court. He specializes in keeping the emperor and ministers from stepping down. It is a very annoying official position.

And Li Er asked Cheng Yu to be the censor, obviously not because he didn't want him to degenerate, on the contrary, he happened to like him to degenerate himself.

Li Er and the ministers are happy to have such a self-willed and depraved person as the censor.

"What a disgrace!"

Cheng Yaojin stood up with an axe, touched his armor, and said to himself sadly: "I want you to be a general, but your majesty makes you a censor. I want to be a soldier all my life. When I get old, I will let you go." People read jokes."

Hearing this, Cheng Yu lowered his head deeply.

As a man who was born as a general, Cheng Yaojin certainly hoped that his son would become a general. Although he had a future as a censor, it was still unsatisfactory.

"Father, I'm going to be the censor."

Cheng Yu said.

"It should be!"

Cheng Yaojin paused for a moment, and then said: "With the size of my country's Duke, it is easy to send you to be a general, but do you know why I still agreed to the emperor to let you be the censor?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yu shook his head.

"Because you are my youngest son. Your elder brother is honestly like a fool. His future is not good. Your second elder brother likes to travel around the mountains and rivers. He left home last year and has not returned. If one day he dies for his father, you will be a censor. And let you live comfortably!"

Cheng Yaojin said.

"father……"

Cheng Yu realized that it was Cheng Yaojin for his own good, and was moved in his heart.

"That's it, that's it."

Cheng Yaojin waved his hand, looked down at his axe, and said in a deep voice, "Let Weifu stay alone for a while, you're too drunk, go back and rest."

"Yes."

Cheng Yu stood up, turned and walked out of the room.

When he came to the door, he looked back and saw the lonely figure of an old man staring at the ax under the lamp.

What Cheng Yaojin looked at was not the axe, but his glorious first half of life.

"I can't become a general, then I will become the strongest censor in the history of the Tang Dynasty!"

Cheng Yu secretly made up his mind and left resolutely.

(End of this chapter)