"Zhen has already said what needs to be said ~! Today, all of you, bring out the heroic spirit you had when you fought with Zhen on the battlefield. Shu Bao's old injuries have healed and he unexpectedly broke through. Aren't you all happy ~? Come ~! There are no monarchs and ministers on the table today. Let's not go home until we're drunk ~! "
After Li Zexuan filled the empty wine bowl in front of him, Li Er picked it up and raised it in front of his chin. He said loudly to Qin Qiong, Cheng Yaojin, and the others.
(Cough cough ~! Cheng Chumo and Qin Huaiyu, these two idiots, didn't dare to come over and pour wine for Li Zexuan, so this tough job naturally fell on Li Zexuan's head ~!)
"Come ~! Let's do it ~! When it comes to drinking, I, Cheng Yaojin, have never been afraid of anyone ~! Since Your Majesty said that there are no monarchs and ministers on the table today, then don't blame me when you get drunk by me ~! "
Cheng Yaojin was the most careless. He held the wine bowl and stood up as he spoke in a rough voice.
Li Er laughed loudly. "Haha ~! Do you think Zhen doesn't know your alcohol tolerance ~? If you can get Zhen drunk today, Zhen will give a daughter to your Cheng family ~! "
After Li Er's sincere words, Cheng Yaojin's heart had already relaxed. His eyes lit up and he said, "Your Majesty, are you serious ~?"
Li Zexuan couldn't help but feel moved. According to the official history, Cheng Yaojin's second son, Cheng Chuliang, did marry Li Er's daughter, Princess Qinghe. History was always shockingly similar ~!
"A monarch doesn't joke ~!"
Although Li Er's body didn't look as sturdy as Cheng Yaojin's, he still had some skills in alcohol tolerance. After all, how many emperors hadn't been baptized by alcohol ~?
After the two of them messed around, the previous tense atmosphere instantly dissipated. Yuchi Jingde joined in the fun and said, "Your Majesty, you can only believe half of Cheng Zhijie's words. The older this old guy gets, the less reliable his mouth ~!"
Niu Jinda smiled and said, "That's right, that's right ~! Zhijie's alcohol tolerance can't even compare to me, Old Niu. He only knows how to boast ~! "
Cheng Yaojin immediately panicked. He glared at Zhao Yu and said, "Hey! I say, the two of you are starting to collude, right ~? Come, come, come. Watch me, Old Cheng, beat the both of you up! I'll drink first to show my respect! "
After saying that, he picked up the wine bowl and was about to drink it all. Niu Jinda hurriedly said, "Wait, wait!"
"What's wrong? Hey, Old Niu, are you scared? "
Cheng Yaojin was puzzled at first, but then he said proudly.
Niu Jinda spat, "Bullshit! Why would I be afraid of you, Madman Cheng ~? What I want to say is, how boring is it for you to drink one bowl after another ~? It wouldn't be easy to determine the winner! Why don't we compete in drinking with finger-guessing games ~! Your Majesty, Shu Bao, what do you think? "
Li Er nodded. "Sure!"
Qin Qiong nodded and said, "Yes."
When Cheng Yaojin saw this, he could only straighten his neck and say, "Let's … let's play the finger-guessing game ~! Come, come, come ~! "
Everyone quickly reached an agreement and prepared to start the finger-guessing game. At this moment, a discordant voice suddenly came from the field. "How boring is this finger-guessing game ~? I know a more interesting game that's most suitable for drinking! "
Everyone looked towards the source of the voice and saw that it was Cheng Chumo who was eagerly making the suggestion.
"Go, go, go ~! We are drinking. You little brat, take two pieces of meat and scram to the side to eat ~! "
Cheng Yaojin didn't waste any time. He came up and slapped Cheng Chumo twice on the back of his head. Cheng Chumo was hit hard, and he instantly grimaced in pain. When he heard Cheng Yaojin's heartless words, he was furious. He didn't know if this guy had eaten a bear's heart or a leopard's guts, but he actually said,
"Aiyo ~! What the heck, Dad, am I still your biological son ~?! You can really bear to hit me and say that ~! "
"Pfft ~!"
Li Zexuan was the first one who couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing. The rest of the people, including Li Er, also laughed out loud.
Cheng Yaojin's face darkened, and he was about to hit again when Li Er hurriedly stopped him. "Alright, Zhijie, stop hitting. Let Chou Niu speak ~! Who knows, this kid might really have some good ideas ~? "
Only then did Cheng Yaojin stop. However, he still glared fiercely at Cheng Chumo and said, "Speak ~! You little rascal, if you can't say anything, I'll break your legs when we get back ~! "
Cheng Chumo shrunk his neck and then began to introduce to the big bosses in the field. "This game is called 'Every Seven Passes'. The rules are very simple. You can first randomly choose a person and say any number. For example, Her Majesty says' five ', Uncle Li, you have to immediately say' six ', and so on.
However, whenever you encounter a number that is a multiple of seven or a number that contains seven, that person can't say it out loud. He has to say 'pass'. Those who don't say 'pass' or those who hesitate for more than two breaths will all be considered to have failed. The person who fails will be punished with a glass of wine, and then the next round of the game will start from this person again ~! I wonder what Her Majesty and the rest of the uncles think ~? "
Li Zexuan couldn't help but cover his face. This fellow had completely copied the rules of the game that he had mentioned the other day ~! It was really hard on him. However, copying the game itself wasn't a problem. The problem was …
"No ~! How can this game be as simple as finger-guessing? You little rascal, you're just adding to the trouble ~! "
As expected, before Li Er could say anything, Cheng Yaojin was the first to jump out and reprimand him.
Actually, at this moment, Cheng Yaojin was also sweating in his heart. Was this son really his biological son? Why did he keep tricking him ~?
Because if they were to follow the rules of the game, the ones who would suffer the most would be him and Yuchi Jingde. Although the rest of the people were generals, they weren't like the two of them who only knew martial arts and didn't know literature. Cheng Chumo had come up with such a bad idea. Wasn't this asking for his old life ~?
Li Er thought for a moment and understood the essence of this game. He suddenly found it interesting and said, "Zhijie, it's not right to say that. Compared to finger-guessing, this game is obviously much more fun ~! Let's do this today ~! "
Apart from Yuchi Jingde, the rest of the old generals all agreed.
These two miserable brothers glared hatefully at Cheng Chumo. They could only obey the majority ~!
Next, without a doubt.
Qin Qiong: "19 ~!"
Li Jing: "20 ~!"
Cheng Yaojin: "… 20 … 1 ~? Uh, no no no … "
Yuchi Jingde, who was below Cheng Yaojin, heaved a sigh of relief and then laughed loudly. "Haha ~! Cheng Zhijie, you lost. Drink first ~! Let's talk about other things ~! "
"Yes, yes, yes ~! Drink first ~! "
Li Er picked a large piece of braised meat for himself and said to Cheng Yaojin.
Cheng Yaojin was helpless. He could only admit defeat and drink first ~!
Then, the burning alcohol directly penetrated his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys. Cheng Yaojin hurriedly picked up a piece of braised meat with his chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth, wanting to use it to ease his pain. In the end, he was instantly stunned by the taste. As he stuffed himself, he shouted excitedly.
"En ~! This meat is really delicious ~! It looks greasy on the outside, but it's not greasy at all when eaten ~! Tsk tsk ~! Little Xuan's culinary skills are really good ~! With these things to go with wine, I won't get drunk no matter how much I drink ~! "
Li Er couldn't help but say, "This is called fat but not greasy. Cheng Zhijie, why are you talking so much ~?"
Cheng Yaojin laughed dryly and said, "Heh ~! How can my knowledge compare to His Majesty ~! En ~! This fried fish is also very delicious ~! With these dishes to go with wine today, I can definitely not get drunk after a thousand cups ~! Let's continue. It's my turn. I say 13 ~! "
Yuchi Jingde hurriedly said, "Pass ~!"
.....
It was naturally impossible to not get drunk after a thousand cups. After all, his strength was there. After failing again and again, Old Cheng finally became cold and collapsed under the table. Li Zexuan and Cheng Chumo hurriedly apologized to Li Er. The two of them dragged Cheng Yaojin and prepared to send him back to the Cheng family ~!
"Aiya ~! Little Xuan, if I do this, won't we lose our Cheng family's princess daughter-in-law ~? If His Majesty grants a marriage to Chu Liang, won't I be trapping my brother ~? "
Cheng Chumo thought for a long time and finally realized that something was wrong. He patted his head and said with regret.
Li Zexuan pursed his lips and said, "Not only did you trick your brother, but you also tricked your father ~!"
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