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839 Li Chengqian

 Xiao Han naturally couldn't do such a thing as poisoning the two of them.

If I do it, I won’t say anything else, Li Zi will probably carry a poison jar and chase him all over the world...

Then poison cannot be used, all that can be used is alcohol!

No matter what era wine is, it is a good thing!

Even if you die of being drunk by accident, it is an enviable enough way to die.

For example, Liu Ling, the wine fairy in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.

When he went out, he would bring a pot of wine, and then instruct his servants to bring a hoe, preparing to bury him wherever he died of drunkenness, and he would be able to be purified and free.

Xiao Han did not intend to die of drunkenness, but it was necessary to ask them to suffer a little to avenge the revenge he had just disturbed.

The wine and food were served quickly, but there were no chopsticks on the table.

"Xiao Han? Where is the chopsticks? You won't let us grab it, will you?" Looking at the sumptuous table of food, Yuchi Gong couldn't help but drool.

"Eat? Wait first, don't worry, let's show you this first!"

Xiao Han smiled and picked up a jar of wine from behind. The huge jar of wine hit the table, shaking the dishes on the table.

Proficiently pat the mud seal and untie the red cloth.

Then, a strong aroma of wine surged out of the jar.

After sniffing a deep sip of the fragrance of the wine, Changsun Wuji's eyes lit up, and he came over and shouted: "Good wine!"

When Xiao Han heard this, his smile became even stronger!

Nonsense! This jar of wine was buried in the ground for a whole year, and I was originally planning to take it out and blend it with other wines!

Now in order to cheat you two, I dug it out in less than a year. It would be strange if it doesn’t taste good!

On the table, there were still familiar large coarse porcelain bowls.

Three bowls of wine were filled with wine. Changsun Wuji didn't wait for Xiao Han to speak, so he picked up a bowl and stood up: "You guys fight on the battlefield, and they work hard and make great contributions! I toast you this bowl of wine!"

Xiao Han and Yuchi Gong laughed, stood up together, touched the wine bowl in their hands, and then shouted: "Drinking success!"

After drinking the first bowl of wine, Yuchi Gong felt like a fire snake crawling into his mouth, and his whole body was in peace in an instant!

"Good wine!"

He shouted again, and now Xiao Han didn't have to pour wine. He grabbed the jar of wine and filled three bowls again.

"I'm a rough man! I don't have those colorful things, but I know who treats me well, and who should treat me well. Come on, let's do this again!"

After saying that, Yuchi Gong even tilted his neck and drank a bowl of wine without even waiting for Xiao Han and the others to react.

Changsun Wuji began to feel a little scared. He raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Han, and finally gritted his teeth and raised the wine bowl: "Drinking for success!"

I didn't eat a bite of the dish, so I made two bowls of high-alcohol liquor first.

Not to mention Changsun Wuji, even Xiao Han, who had secretly put milk on his stomach, was a little confused at this time.

"There is another bowl, you can eat it after drinking it!"

He shouted with his tongue, regardless of whether the two of them understood it or not, Xiao Han poured the wine for the third time, pinched his nose and drank it all...

The three bowls of wine before the meal, the gods had to leave backwards! Xiao Han didn't believe it anymore and could not let you two grandchildren down.

After drinking three bowls of wine, Xiaodong finally took the chopsticks up.

Xiao Han, whose face had turned red, immediately snatched a pair from Xiaodong.

You are not polite, so I picked a piece of big meat and filled it into my mouth in one bite!

The black-faced Yuchi Gong was also similar to Xiao Han at this time.

But my hand, who had been playing with dozens of kilograms of horse spear in the past, became a little trembling, and the soft piece of meat fell on the table halfway.

He picked up the chopsticks several times, but he didn't pick them up. Finally, he had to throw them down and grab them with his hands and fill them into his mouth.

Among the three, Changsun Wuji was quite normal and was still sitting upright, but his fat face turned whiter than before!

And if you look closely, you will find that his chest is bulging, like an old cow ruminates...

"Come on, continue!"

He tried hard to swallow a big mouthful of meat and felt a little more comfortable. Xiao Han poured the wine bowl hard again!

Isn’t it a good thing for me to mess with me? If you ask me to leave this door with you today, I will follow your surname!

That night, the Xiao family's courtyard was brightly lit, and from time to time, a burst of howling sounds came from inside, which made the neighbors reluctant to rest.

Late at night, Changsun Wuji ran away, but it was not his own, but was carried away by his entourage, which could be regarded as fulfilling Xiao Han's oath that he would not let them go out.

Yuchi Gong did not run away. He had not experienced the bloody lessons of Changsun Wuji.

I still naively think that nothing will happen if I sleep here for a night.

Of course, what he thinks is not necessarily what he thinks.

In the Xiao family, Zhengyi may be late, but he will not be able to relieve himself!

Early the next morning, before the poor Yuchi Gong woke up from the chaos, he was filled with a jar of wine by the laughing Xiao Han again, and then fell on the bed with a sad and angry look on his face, snoring like thunder!

Xiao Han, looking at Yuchi Gong who had died of drunkenness, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a great revenge arose.

In the Qin King's Mansion, Li Shimin held a volume of books in his hand and looked quietly at Li Chengqian who was sleeping in the cradle.

After taking off his military uniform, Li Shimin, the invincible commander on the battlefield, was more like a scholar who was well-read in poetry and books at this time.

Because of the loss of strength, the cradle slowly stopped shaking, and Li Chengqian, who was still asleep just now, opened his eyes restlessly.

In front of me, there was no familiar face that my mother had, but there was a man I didn't know.

The young child looked at Li Shimin again, then slapped his mouth and howled.

"What's wrong? Why is the child crying?"

Hearing the crying, Changsun, with a panic on his face, ran in from outside the house, but saw Li Shimin in a hurry to pick up the child and coax him.

"Guanyin Bi, please take a look, why does he keep crying?"

Here, when Li Shimin saw Changsun appear and didn't know where to put his hands on, he seemed to have seen a savior, and quickly held the child and greeted him.

Changsun breathed a sigh of relief, skillfully took the child from Li Shimin, put it in his arms and slowly slammed it a few times. Li Chengqian's crying stopped abruptly like turning off the switch.

"Haha, I've been out for a while and the child doesn't recognize me anymore."

Seeing that the child stopped crying, Li Shimin came over carefully, looked at Li Chengqian with black eyes, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Changsun also smirked with his lips: "Isn't that true? Who told you to run out all day long and don't spend much time with him."
Chapter completed!
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