"Third Brother, are you feeling better?"
A young man with a tender face but a tall figure took a cup of tea from a burly man with a pale face. He took a hot towel from a maid and handed it to him. His eyes were red and his face was red. He looked at the man in front of him worriedly.
"Thank you, Jun Er. Third Brother is much better.”The corners of the man's mouth curled up into a smile as he gently wiped it off.
"Third brother, it's meaningless for you to pretend to be dead. Today, our brothers are here to welcome you and celebrate your escape from the clutches of Master Cui!”
The leader of the group was a dignified but somewhat skinny man. He pretended to be angry, but his eyes still hid a trace of concern. He raised the wine cup in the air and hesitated.
"Yes, Third Brother, it's not right for you to play like this. Brothers, we've been waiting for the stars and the moon, but you've finally come to Chang 'an!”
A tanned, burly man also raised his wine cup.
"Yes, Third Brother. Without your advice, we would not be able to survive in Chang 'an. Now, damn it, the famous people in Chang 'an City are all those men and women who put on makeup. I feel disgusted just looking at them!”
A man who looked similar to the dark-skinned man beside him also downed the wine in his glass and slammed it on the table.
"Ah!"
The singing girls who were dancing in front of the table trembled in fear and retreated in fear.
Only the leading singer was slightly surprised. She then calmed the other dancers and continued to perform.
It wasn't the first time that young masters had gotten jealous in a place like this.
"It's okay. Please continue with your performance.”
The pale-faced man with distinct features smiled and stood up to bow to the dancers present.
"Baoqi, what are you arguing about? You're scaring the girl! Since Third Brother is back, Third Brother will lead you to make a name for yourself in Chang 'an Fortress! We'll share blessings and difficulties together!"
After the pale-faced man finished his bow, he heroically picked up the jar in front of a few tables. He weighed the half jar that still had about two to three catties of wine in it. A trace of pride flashed in the corner of his eyes as he gulped down the wine in large mouthfuls.
You're trying to act cool with me? I'm a man who enjoys the reputation of the Chinese Department's Wine God. Isn't this little bit of wine a joke?
The man's name was Cheng Chubi, a senior in the Chinese Department of XX University. Because he drank more than 20 catties of Lao Bai Gan with his roommates before graduation, he was drunk. When he woke up, he transmigrated to the Tang Dynasty.
After he transmigrated, his name was also Cheng Chubi, the third son of Cheng Yaojin, the famous general of the Great Tang.
After returning from the Cui family in Qinghe, the soul before transmigration was drunk by these scoundrels and died of alcohol poisoning.
Although they were friends, these people's identities were not simple. In the future, they would also be the young masters of the heavens.
The one who was slightly thinner was Li Zhen, the eldest son of Li Ji, the Duke of Cao.
Li Ji was the legendary Xu Maogong in the Legend of Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. His original name was Xu Shiji, and he was given the surname Li. In order to avoid Li Shimin's taboo, he was renamed Li Ji.
The two black-headed twins were the twin sons of Duke Wu, Yuchi Gong. One was Yuchi Baolin, and the other was Yuchi Baoqi.
The youth called Jun 'er was the son of Fang Xuanling, the Duke of Xing Country, who had been in power for more than twenty years. Fang Jun, Fang Yiai, was also the famous cuckold king who cheated on his father and teammates!
Of course, it wasn't yet.
"Good wine!"
Cheng Chubi swung his hand and smashed the wine jar on the ground. He wiped his lips and mouth lightly.
"Third Brother, you really have a good alcohol tolerance!"
"Brothers, I admire you!"
"It seems that Third Brother went to Old Master Qinghe's place to practice his alcohol tolerance!”
Cheng Chu Bi's heroic act caused these silkpants of the Great Tang to cheer and clap in worship.
What was the competition between silkpants? It was not about money or power!
It was a competition of who knew how to play and who could play well!
For these second-generation heirs, drinking was of course essential!
Previously, I thought that Third Brother was deliberately pretending to be drunk. Now it seems that Third Brother doesn't care to lower himself to our level!
He could use a jar to drink it!
"It's just so-so. Brothers, if you give me face, you can call me 'Wine God'. If you don't give me face, you can also call me' Wine Barrel'.”
"Wine God!"
"Wine barrel!"
Hearing these words, the few silkpants were first stunned, then their eyes were burning with admiration.
As a playboy, he had to know how to play!
He was good at acting, and it was even a unique skill!
Cheng Chubi sat down with a mysterious smile and enjoyed the singing and dancing.
This wine was at most 25 or 26 degrees Celsius. He could drink as much as he wanted.
I really don't know how the soul in the original body died of alcohol poisoning.
[Ding-dong. Because the host has put on a good show in front of the second-generation heirs of the Great Tang, the Acting Tough Face Slapping System has been activated!]”
"The system will reward the host differently according to the performance of the target. The higher the level of the target, the more generous the reward!”# Daguan Review Passed: Daguan Time:011720194:40PM
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