At this moment, the atmosphere in the venue was filled with a common enemy.
Everyone was staring at Zhangsun Chong, who was standing at the door.
Zhangsun Chong's face was ashen and his eyes were lifeless.
He was finished.
As a Grand Secretary, the Old Master didn't have much power, but his position was high.
His words tasted Zhangsun Chong's lips and completely defeated him from the moral high ground.
The Great Tang would no longer employ him, and he would become the target of the Great Tang's wariness and politically-correct attacks.
No matter how powerful his father, Zhangsun Wuji, was, it was useless.
This was because the Old Master's words represented the orthodoxy of Confucianism and the correct direction of the Great Tang's politics!
"Hehe, I lost…"
Zhangsun Chong, who had lost all hope, let out a strange laugh.
He fell to his knees and began to kowtow.
Lu Bei frowned and immediately saw everything clearly.
This guy was already at the end of his rope, but he suddenly gave in. Clearly, he was not sincerely repenting, but was holding back some bad tricks.
Lu Bei's mind spun quickly and he began to think.
If he admitted defeat, it meant that he did not intend to leave with his tail between his legs.
The memories of Lu Bei's predecessor told him that the next segment of the poetry gathering was the pitch-pot competition, which was to hold an arrow and throw it into a wine pot.
The rules of the game were to throw in to win, and the loser would drink. Those who won three people in a row still had to drink until most of them were drunk.
Lu Bei inherited Zhuge Liang's mind and instantly locked onto two keywords-arrow and wine.
Zhangsun Chong's target of revenge was Lu Bei himself. The sharp arrowhead represented strength.
Zhangsun Chong, who had his own status, would definitely not consider using it to assassinate and take revenge.
After all, even if he succeeded, he would not be able to escape. He had no reason to be so stupid.
Then, the only goal was…
Lu Bei instantly came to a realization. He looked at his wine glass and then at Zhangsun Chong's wine glass, and instantly sneered.
"Grandpa Everpeace Marquis, have I completed the bet?”
Zhangsun Chong, who was kneeling on the ground, had finished kowtowing three times. He raised his head and asked.
His expression was calm, but his eyes were fierce.
"Hehe, good Zhangsun, you're a man of your word. Please sit down and start the next segment.”
Lu Bei said with a fake smile.
Zhangsun Chong sat down calmly like an obedient baby. His bachelor's bearing won back a trace of impression from everyone.
"Let's play pitch-pot!"
Princess Chang Le, this little girl, obviously liked this activity very much. When she mentioned the word pitch-pot, her eyes lit up.
Everyone left their seats with interest and gathered in the middle to distribute the arrows.
Lu Bei sneered and deliberately dived into the crowd.
As expected, Zhangsun Chong did not come over immediately.
Not long after, everyone had finished assigning three to each person.
"Hey, Zhangsun Chong, come and play with us!”
Princess Chang Le was a kind woman despite her unruly personality. She saw Zhangsun Chong alone and called him over.
Then, Zhangsun Chong, who was sitting at the edge, seemed to have woken up from a dream. He responded and walked over.
Clang! Clang!
Zhangsun Chong let out a self-deprecating laugh as his five arrows missed. He walked to his table, picked up his wine glass, and downed it in one gulp.
No one cheered. Everyone was looking at him coldly, obviously keeping their guard up.
"Good wine!"
Zhangsun Chong pretended to be bold and roared loudly, then looked at Lu Bei with a gloomy face.
However, he realized that Lu Bei was holding a wine glass and looking at him with a mocking expression.
"Hiss…"
Zhangsun Chong suddenly realized something.
"Oh no, I drank the medicine I drugged myself!”
His brain buzzed. Just as he was about to turn around and escape, he bumped into a fat young female guest!
"Ah!"
" Ah!" The fat woman shrieked, but her womanly scent entered Zhangsun Chong's nose.
"Hahaha, little lady, quickly come and spend the night with me!”
The medicine he had originally planned to give Lu Bei instantly took effect.
Zhangsun Chong lost his consciousness and pounced forward as if he had become a different person!
"Wow!"
The fat woman fell to the ground like a dog being pounced on by Zhangsun Chong and screamed even louder.
Whoosh...
Under everyone's dumbfounded gazes, Zhangsun Chong had already begun to tear the fat woman's clothes!
"Brat, let go of Duke Ying's daughter!”
When the old teacher saw this scene, he was instantly furious.
"Kill him!"
When Third Prince Li Ke saw this scene, he roared angrily and raised his stool!
If he allowed Zhangsun Chong to continue, not only would he implicate his sister, who was the organizer of the event.
It would also ruin the reputation of the entire Chang 'an second-generation circle!
"Quick, hit him!"
The other young elites present, especially the second-generation officials, instantly understood the consequences.
Immediately, countless stools and tables were smashed down toward Zhangsun Chong's back amidst the fat woman's screams!
Clang! Clang!
"Ahhh!"
The sound of wooden planks hitting people, as well as Zhangsun Chong's screams, instantly resounded throughout the entire venue.
"Unreasonable, simply unreasonable, a beast in human clothes!!”
The Grand Scholar Xue Shou angrily rebuked him. His eyelids rolled, and he actually fainted from anger. The scene became even more chaotic.
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