So Jung-son didn't eat the peanuts that Wang Chong brought over. However, it was already a great improvement for him to allow Wang Chong to bring the table to the side of the chessboard.
Once something started, it was impossible to stop.
So Jung-son didn't stop Wang Chong, and things went out of control.
On the second day, Wang Chong brought a plate of braised beef.
On the third day, Wang Chong brought a few side dishes.
On the fourth day, Wang Chong finally brought … a pot of wine!
"What's this?"
This time, So Jung-son finally couldn't hold back. He frowned and looked very displeased, as if he was very averse to wine.
So Jung-son had seen all kinds of ambitious and powerful people in his life, from Emperor Taizong to the Holy Monk of the Great Snow Mountain Temple in the west of Ouzan, to the Sun Holy Land in the north of Turkegrad … and then to the famous generals and ministers of Goguryeo, Ouzan, Turks, Abbasid Caliphate, and Charax Spasinu.
There was not a single person who didn't behave themselves in front of him, and there were very few who didn't behave themselves like Wang Chong.
Putting aside the peanuts on the first day and the braised beef on the second day, Wang Chong became more and more outrageous in front of him.
Not only did he bring all kinds of side dishes, he even brought wine.
A chess match that should have been very quiet, elegant, and charming was forcefully changed by Wang Chong!
"Wine!"
Wang Chong said, as if he couldn't see the displeasure in So Jung-son's eyes. As he spoke, he placed a wine cup in front of So Jung-son and poured a cup full of wine.
"I don't drink!"
So Jung-son frowned and didn't even look at Wang Chong's wine cup.
"You're the descendant of a family of generals. Don't you know this?"
So Jung-son's eyes were cold.
Although it had been decades since he handed over the Empire's military power, he had long been far away from the center of power. So Jung-son still maintained the habits of the army after spending half his life in the army.
He didn't mind Wang Chong bringing peanuts or braised beef, but he absolutely couldn't touch alcohol.
"Hehe, old man, you're joking with me again. I'm just a child, and you're not a famous general on the battlefield. You don't need to lead an army to the battlefield, so what's there to delay? "
Wang Chong said casually.
So Jung-son's eyes were very cold, and he gave off a feeling of authority without being angry. The pressure accumulated from years of military life was not something an ordinary person could withstand.
If it was anyone else, they would have been filled with fear and trepidation. However, Wang Chong was not affected in the slightest. Not only that, but Wang Chong even drank his own cup as he spoke. The wine was very light, and the alcohol content was very low.
After Wang Chong drank the wine, he picked up a tender piece of braised beef and slowly chewed it in his mouth.
So Jung-son froze for a moment, then suddenly fell into a daze.
Yes!
It had been so long that he had forgotten. He had forgotten that he was no longer that 'So Jung-son', that he no longer had any dealings with the military.
Right now, what else could he delay?
For a moment, So Jung-son was a little dazed.
Emperor Taizong's removal of his armor and return to power had always been the deepest concern in his heart.
"Senior, it's fine if you don't want to drink."
At this moment, Wang Chong spoke.
"If you can lose three fewer points than yesterday, you don't need to drink. Otherwise, you'll be punished with a cup of wine. What do you think? "
"Impudent!"
So Jung-son's expression shifted, and he inadvertently revealed the dignity of a Great War God. Although times had changed, how could a habit he had cultivated for decades be so easily changed?
"Grandfather, you're being shameless. Grandfather, you're being shameless … If you're willing to bet, then you have to accept the bet! If you're willing to bet, then you have to accept the bet! "
At this moment, a tender voice came from the side. A chubby child suddenly hugged So Jung-son's arm and vigorously shook it, refusing to budge.
The authority that Su Zhengchen had just revealed a moment ago immediately crumbled.
For some reason, the first time he saw this child several months ago, he had felt that they were particularly congenial. This child had also brought him no small amount of joy.
In front of this child, he could no longer put on any airs of dignity.
"Fine, I agree. Just agree! "
Su Zhengchen said helplessly as he was being shaken violently. He felt that Dai Jianjian was congenial, but Wang Chong … this child's talent in the art of war was simply breathtaking.
In his decades of life, he had never seen anyone like Wang Chong, who exuded such formidable talent. Not even he could defeat this child.
He had no way of hardening his heart against these two children.
The chessboard was laid out, and the chess pieces were all over the place. A few hours later, the white pieces on the chessboard were scattered all over the place. This was the first time that Su Zhengchen had suffered a crushing defeat in the past few days.
Looking at the chessboard in front of him, So Jung-son's face alternated between green and white. Finally, he let out a long sigh, grabbed the wine cup on the table, and drained it in one gulp.
But perhaps because he had not drunk in decades, he choked on the wine, his face flushed red, and he coughed several times.
Seeing this scene, 'Xiao Jianjian' laughed heartily, thinking that this big brother Wang Chong was very interesting.
Wang Chong also couldn't help but laugh.
There were many things that, once started, could not be stopped. Although a few days ago, when Wang Chong brought over peanuts, stewed beef, and side dishes, this War God did not touch any of them.
But Wang Chong knew that, after drinking this mouthful of wine, the next cut would be completely different.
In the distance, under the eaves of an inconspicuous house, the old servant Fang Hong silently watched this scene, and he couldn't help but smile. It had been a long time, a long time since he had seen his old master like this.
Although his face was flushed red, and he even choked on the wine. But finally, he was not like before, immersed in pain.
For some reason, Fang Hong was suddenly very fond of the youth named Wang Chong, and the four-year-old child.
Wang Chong's judgment was correct!
After drinking that cup of wine, he had indeed broken something. It was as if he had broken through some kind of taboo and barrier in his heart. In the following days, So Jung-son really didn't refuse, and would occasionally pick up a few peanuts, a few slices of beef, a few side dishes with his chopsticks, and drink a few mouthfuls of wine …
Although he didn't drink much, only a little occasionally. But compared to before, he was indeed much more easy-going. When Wang Chong played chess, he also felt that the atmosphere was no longer trembling, as if he was treading on thin ice.
This was a change!
Seeing that the old man whom he respected was able to let go of some of the knots in his heart, Wang Chong was secretly happy for him.
…
Time passed day by day, So Jung-son still didn't reveal his identity. Wang Chong also didn't reveal it, and still went to the Ghost Tree District every day. Under the big tree, one old and one young, they looked no different from anyone else.
During this time, Wang Chong handed over the goods to his uncle. The amount of 300,000 taels of gold really surprised Wang Chong!
Wang Chong also didn't expect that the Death's Abyss could be sold at such a terrifying price. This also strengthened Wang Chong's decision to walk the 'quality route'.
With the 300,000 taels of gold, Wang Chong completely made up for his previous losses.
However, at the same time, Wang Chong's search for 'The Evil Emperor' was in a deadlock. No matter how many people Wang Chong sent out, there was still no trace of the Evil Emperor.
…
"Wang Chong, what are you doing? Standing like a pine tree, sitting like a bell, every action of yours has rules. How can you behave like this? "
So Jung-son looked at Wang Chong opposite him and twitched his eyebrows, looking a little displeased.
Wang Chong was becoming more and more humble in front of him. In the past, he would only bring some wine over, but now, even his sitting posture changed, and he began to play chess while lying down.
"Hahaha, life should be full of joy, don't let the golden goblet face the moon emptily. What's the point of having so many rules in life, as long as you're happy. "
Wang Chong, on the other hand, was all smiles and didn't seem to mind at all.
So Jung-son didn't expose his identity, and Wang Chong was happy to play dumb. Otherwise, if So Jung-son really revealed his identity as the war god, he wouldn't be able to do so.
If both sides were to play their part, they probably wouldn't be so relaxed anymore.
So Jung-son frowned, but didn't say anything in the end, and continued to look at the chessboard. On the golden chessboard, the white pieces were scattered all over the place, and he was about to lose again.
"Cough! Cough! Cough! "
Just as the two of them were playing chess, a violent coughing sound suddenly came. While the two of them were playing chess, 'Xiao Jianjian' somehow found his way to the cloud-patterned table that Wang Chong brought. He secretly picked up a piece of braised beef and took a sip of wine.
The braised beef was nothing, but when he drank the wine that Wang Chong brought, he couldn't help but choke and cough violently.
"Cough, cough, cough, it's not good, not good at all. It's not as good as the charcoal wine of the Zhou Clan in the east of the city!"
"Xiao Jianjian" cried out bitterly as he patted his chest.
Seeing this scene, both Wang Chong and So Jung-son couldn't help but laugh.
"Little guy, who told you to drink secretly?"
So Jung-son scolded jokingly, but his eyes were filled with love, as if he was looking at his own son.
"That's right, you're so young, but you don't learn good things, and you even secretly imitate others to drink!"
Wang Chong also couldn't help but scold him jokingly. But the next moment, as if a bolt of lightning flashed across his brain, Wang Chong suddenly froze.
"Little guy, what did you just say?"
Wang Chong suddenly looked at Xiao Jianjian and asked. At this moment, he felt as if something had stirred him. It was as if something that had been forgotten for a long time was about to rise to the surface.
"Hmph, I said that your wine tastes terrible!"
Xiao Jianjian crossed his arms, a look of displeasure on his face.
"Not this, the other one."
Wang Chong said anxiously.
"What? The charcoal wine of the Zhou Clan in the east of the city? You think I haven't drunk it before? Hmph, that's not it … "
Rumble!
As if a bolt of lightning had flashed across his mind, Wang Chong's entire body trembled. Wang Chong suddenly remembered.
"The Zhou Clan in the east of the city, the Zhou Clan in the east of the city … That's right, how could I have forgotten!"
At this moment, Wang Chong's heart was incomparably agitated.
He suddenly remembered. About "The Evil Emperor", about that mediocre expert who used the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art … he remembered everything.
That's right!
About that expert, the wealthy family that he had worked for was the Zhou Clan in the east of the city. He had only heard this name a few times, but there was no doubt about it.
And Wang Chong had vaguely heard from those people that the Zhou Clan in the east of the city seemed to know how to brew a type of wine. This wine was not famous among the aristocratic families, and almost no one knew about it.
But among the commoners of the lower classes, it was a household name.
That wine was the Zhou Clan's charcoal wine!
If he found the Zhou Clan in the east of the city, he would find that expert. If he found that expert, he would find "The Evil Emperor".
At this moment, Wang Chong knew that he had really found him!
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