In the Spring Breeze Pavilion of Pingkang Lane, the largest fireworks venue in Chang 'an, Zhangsun Chong raised a glass of wine and clinked it with the handsome young man opposite him. Then, he drank it all in one gulp.
Cheng Chumo put down his glass and smiled bitterly at Zhangsun Chong."Brother Zhangsun, we've already drunk three pots of wine. Why are you so unhappy?”
"Sigh…"
Zhangsun Chong put the blanket down and looked at Cheng Chumo with his drunken eyes."Brother Cheng, I'm suffering."
"I don't know what rumor my father heard, but he said that there was a living immortal in the Great Liang Village outside Chang 'an, and he insisted that I acknowledge him as my master.”
"He kept me trapped at home for the past two days and practiced some etiquette. He didn't believe me no matter what I said.”
"Uh-"
Cheng Chumo hesitated and said,"Brother Zhangsun, with Duke Zhao's foresight, perhaps the teacher he found for you is truly talented. You don't have to be so depressed.”
"Humph!"
It would have been better if he hadn't said it. Once he said it, Zhangsun Chong was furious. He slapped the table and said indignantly,"True talent my ass."
"That private school teacher is not much older than me. What right does he have to be my teacher?”
"I think he must have used some kind of scheme to deceive my father. When I go to the Great Liang Village tomorrow, I must expose his true colors!”
Hearing this, Cheng Chumo's eyes widened.
The onlooker sees more clearly than the person involved. He knew what kind of cunning person Zhangsun Wuji was. Even his father, Cheng Yaojin, admired Zhangsun Wuji's talent. How could such a person be deceived by a small private school teacher?
This private school teacher must have some ability. At least, it wouldn't be as bad as Zhangsun Chong said.
"Sigh…"
Zhangsun Chong let out a long sigh and picked up his wine cup again. He smiled bitterly and said,"Brother Cheng, this may be my last good meal in Chang 'an. Let's not talk about anything else. Come, let's drink!”
Cheng Chumo suppressed his curiosity about Qin Qi and raised his glass again. He clinked his glass with Zhangsun Chong and drank it in one gulp.
.......
Just as the two young masters were drinking, a burly man sitting at the table beside them suddenly said mysteriously to the people at the same table,"Have you heard? It seems that someone has developed a way to treat small-flower.”
"Pa da!"
Hearing this, Zhangsun Chong's body stiffened, and the wine cup in his hand fell to the ground.
He suddenly turned around and stared at the burly man. He gritted his teeth and said,"What did you say? Say it again!"
The burly man looked at Zhangsun Chong's bloodshot eyes and subconsciously swallowed. He said in a trembling voice,"I... I said, someone has found a cure for small-fever.”
Cheng Chumo also stood up subconsciously and looked at Zhangsun Chong in surprise."Brother Zhangsun, this news has been spreading like wildfire for the past two days. Don't you know?”
Zhangsun Chong shook his head in a daze. He had been trapped at home by Zhangsun Wuji for the past two days, so how would he know about this news?
"Has the small-flower disease been cured?"
Zhangsun Chong muttered. He subconsciously clenched his fists and his breathing gradually became heavy. In his mind, he thought of a good brother he had played with since he was young.
He died because he contracted the smalllessness. The young Zhangsun Chong had personally witnessed his good brother being tortured by the smalllessness virus until he was worse than death. In the end, he died in pain.
Over the years, Zhangsun Chong had flipped through countless medical books, but he had not been able to find a way to treat small-flower. He had long been in despair.
Tianhua was simply an unsolvable devil!
Now, someone actually said that small-flower disease had been solved?
This was impossible!
Zhangsun Chong suddenly turned around and grabbed the burly man's collar. He shouted angrily, Bullshit!"
"How can small-flower be cured!"
"This is impossible!"
The burly man's face suddenly turned red. He wanted to resist, but when he saw Zhangsun Chong's luxurious clothes, he quietly dispelled this thought.
A person who could drink in Spring Wind Pavilion at such a young age must be either rich or noble. No one could afford to offend such a person.
The burly man could only blush and say in a deep voice," Young Master, this news has spread throughout Chang 'an. You can ask around and find out. I don't have to lie to you."”
Zhangsun Chong held his breath and glared at the burly man. He gritted his teeth and said,"Who is it?"
"Who found a way to cure smallpox?”
The burly man looked at Zhangsun Chong's blood-red eyes and subconsciously shivered. He hurriedly said,"Yes... He was a private school teacher in a village called Great Liang at the edge of Chang 'an.”
“... What?"
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