Liu Bozhuang, who was full of smiles, did not have time to react. With a clang, the high-speed spinning pen holder smashed into his head. His head was bleeding.
He didn't know if it was his bad luck, but the back of his head fell heavily on the table and he fainted on the ground in a daze.
In the study, all the silkpants stared at him with shock and confusion in their eyes. They were so quiet that they even held their breaths.
F * ck, this old man can't be dead, right?
Looking at Liu Bozhuang, who was motionless like a corpse, Cheng Chu Bi was also shocked. He quickly ran and jumped to Liu Bozhuang's side and put his hand on his neck.
"Fortunately, he's still breathing. You scared me! It's good that you're not dead!"
Cheng Chubi took a deep breath, wiped his sweat and walked out of the door.
"Third brother, where are you going? Wait for us!”
Li Zhen and the other silkpants were already somewhat immune to Cheng Chu Bi's shocking actions. They woke up first and called Cheng Chu Bi.
"Damn it, am I stupid? Hurry up and leave! Otherwise, I'll have to wait for this old bastard to find trouble with me!”
Cheng Chubi rolled his eyes at the few silkpants and strode out of the door.
"You guys didn't hit anyone, so don't follow me. This is bullying your teacher and offending your superior!”
The foppish sons stepped on Liu Bozhuang a few times each, then followed Cheng Chubi's footsteps while talking and laughing.
"Now, we can always be together!”
"Yeah, we're not afraid!"
"We agreed, Third Brother, we brothers will share happiness and hardship together!”
Cheng Chubi looked around at the few foppish young masters who were laughing and had childish and silly faces. His heart softened. He paused for a while and then said in a low voice.
"Then you guys follow!"
The other silkpants who had just woken up from the shock looked at Cheng Chu Bi outside the window with admiration!
No wonder he was awesome!
No wonder he was so powerful!
No wonder he was the number one young master in Beijing!
A fifth-grade scholar from Hongwen Hall smashed it without even frowning!
Looking back at Liu Bozhuang who was lying on the ground, all of them looked at each other, not knowing what to do!
Someone suddenly muttered.
"Teacher, you've already fainted. Why are we still in class?”
The eyes of the group of silkpants slowly became clear, then they lit up and became bright. One, two, three, four…
In the end, a swarm of bees rushed out of the school.
Huaide Lane, Huachun Garden, a room.
"Alright, you guys can leave first!"
Cheng Chubi, who was sitting on the main seat, waved his hand and signaled the maids who had placed the wine, fruit plates, and dishes to leave.
"Wait, is Miss Yu Wan entertaining guests today?”
Last time, Fang Jun had tipped off the return to the residence and owed Miss Yu Wan a favor, he remembered it clearly.
He, Cheng Chubi, was not an ungrateful person. By patronizing her business today, he could return the favor.
"Miss Yu Wan, we have a distinguished guest today, please don't blame us!”
A maid bowed and nodded as she replied softly.
"Oh, may I know which esteemed guest you are?"
"This little girl doesn't know either. It's just that from his style of dressing, he doesn't seem to be from our dynasty. He seems to be a Turkic, and he's extremely generous!”
"You can leave first!"
Turks?
Cheng Chubi frowned, then shook his head, smiled and waved his hand.
The Tang Dynasty was all-inclusive and eclectic, and there were many minority generals. Among them, Zhishi Sili, Ashina Sheer, Qibi Heli, Heichi Changzhi, Gao Xianzhi, Li Guangbi, and An Lushan were even more extraordinary and famous.
"Yes, sir!"
The maid bowed slightly, closed the door, and left.
"Third Brother, I thought it was something good, but it turns out to be just wine. The amount is so small, just a catty!”
Yuchi Baolin grabbed a pottery jar presented by the dancer and sighed in disappointment.
"Don't say it yet. Open it and take a look!”
Yuchi Baolin tore open the seal, and a strong fragrance gushed out, immediately filling the entire room.
"Try it again. It's best to use a bowl."
Before Cheng Chubi could finish his words, Yuchi Baolin had already gulped it down.
"F * ck, this wine is really f * cking strong!”
Yuchi Baolin's face was wrinkled, and his smile was uglier than his crying. He stretched out his tongue and fanned fiercely. His tanned face was actually still a little red, turning red.
"This wine smells so good!"
The few silkpants also opened the wine in front of their table, closed their eyes, and smelled it in ecstasy.
After learning from Yuchi Baolin's lesson, he poured the wine into the bowl. The pure wine flowed down like a clear mirror.
"So spicy!"
The other silkpants took a small sip and frowned. They put down their bowls and quickly ate some fruits and vegetables to suppress the smell of alcohol.
"How is this wine?"
Cheng Chu Bi saw the miserable silkpants and was secretly happy. He coughed and asked.
"This wine is good, much better than the f * cking Green Ant Wine, Flower Wine, and Grape Wine. Compared to this wine, those wines are all for women to drink!”
"Once this wine is in my stomach, it's as if there's a fire burning in my heart. It's burning hot!”
"Yes, that's right. This is the wine that men drink!”
The few silkpants all drank until their faces were red and their ears were red.
"Then how about we work together to produce this wine?”
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