839th Li Chengqian
Poisoning the two of them, Xiao Han naturally couldn't do it.
If he does it, not to mention anything else, it is estimated that Xiao Lizi will carry a poison jar and chase and kill himself all over the world......
Then poison can't be used, only wine can be used!
Wine, no matter what era it is, is a good thing!
Even if you accidentally get drunk to death, it is an enviable enough way to die.
For example, Liu Ling, a wine fairy in the Wei and Jin dynasties.
When he went out, he would bring a jug of wine, and then he would command his servants to bring a hoe, and he would bury it wherever he was drunk, and he would be at ease.
Xiao Han didn't plan to get the two of them drunk to death, but it was still necessary for them to suffer a little to avenge the revenge they had just disturbed.
The food and drinks were quickly served, but there were no chopsticks on the table.
"Xiao Han? What about chopsticks? You're not going to let us grab and eat it, are you? Looking at the sumptuous table of meals, Wei Chigong couldn't help but salivate and asked.
"Eat? Wait, don't worry, I'll show you this first! β
Xiao Han laughed and lifted a jar full of wine from behind his back, and the huge jar of wine smashed on the table, shaking the dishes on the table.
Skillfully pat open the mud seal and untie the red cloth.
Then, a strong aroma of wine came out of the jar.
After taking a deep sip of the wine, the eldest grandson Wuji's eyes lit up, and he leaned over and shouted: "Good wine!" β
When Xiao Han heard this, the smile on his face was even bigger!
Nonsense! This jar of wine has been buried in the ground for a year, and it was originally intended to be used to mix other wines!
Now in order to pit the two of you, it will be dug up in less than a year, and it is strange that it is not fragrant!
On the table, there is still a familiar coarse porcelain bowl.
The three bowls of wine were full, and the eldest grandson Wuji didn't wait for Xiao Han to speak, so he picked up a bowl and stood up: "All the monarchs fight on the battlefield, and the hard work is high!" I salute you for this bowl of wine! β
Xiao Han and Wei Chigong laughed, stood up together, touched the wine bowl in their hands, and shouted loudly: "Drink to win!" β
At the beginning of this bowl of wine, Yu Chigong felt like a fire snake got into his mouth, and he was full of Thai in an instant!
"Good wine!"
Roared again, there was no need for Xiao Han to pour wine now, he snatched the wine jar and filled three bowls again.
"I'm a rough man! I don't have those fancy intestines, but I know who is good to me, and I know who I should be good to, come on, come on, and do this bowl again! β
After speaking, Wei Chigong didn't even wait for Xiao Han to react, he craned his neck again, and he went down with a bowl full of wine.
The eldest grandson Wuji began to feel a little hairy in his heart, raised his eyes to look at Xiao Han, and finally gritted his teeth and raised the wine bowl: "Drink to win!" β
I didn't eat a bite of the dish, and I made two bowls of high-grade liquor first.
Not to mention the eldest grandson Wuji, even Xiao Han, who secretly took milk to cushion his stomach just now, was a little confused at this time.
"There's also a bowl that you can eat after drinking!"
shouted with a big tongue, regardless of whether the two of them understood it or not, Xiao Han poured a full bottle of wine for the third time, pinched his nose and drank it all......
Three bowls of wine before the meal, the gods have to go upside down! Xiao Han doesn't believe it, and he can't let go of you two turtle grandchildren.
After three bowls of wine, the chopsticks were finally picked up by Xiaodong.
Xiao Han, whose face was already red, immediately snatched a pair from Xiaodong's hand.
You're welcome, I picked a big piece of meat first, and filled it into my mouth in one bite!
The black-faced Wei Chigong was also similar to Xiao Han at this time.
It's just that the big hands that used to play dozens of catties of horse lance became a little trembling, and the soft piece of meat fell on the table halfway.
He took the chopsticks and pinched them several times, but he didn't catch them, and finally had to drop the chopsticks and grab them directly with his hands and fill them in his mouth.
Among the three, the eldest grandson Wuji is relatively normal, and he still sits upright, but his chubby face has become whiter than before!
And if you look closely, you can see that his chest is bulging one after another, as if he is regurgitating an old cow......
"Come, go on!"
Trying to swallow a large mouthful of meat, feeling a little more comfortable in his stomach, Xiao Han poured the wine bowl again without doing anything!
Isn't it a good thing to stir up Lao Tzu? If you are allowed to go out of this door vertically today, Lao Tzu and your surname!
It was night, the lights in the courtyard of the Xiao family were brilliant, and from time to time there was a sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling from inside, disturbing the neighbors who were reluctant to be peaceful.
In the middle of the night, the eldest grandson Wuji ran away, but he didn't run by himself, but was carried by his entourage, which can be regarded as fulfilling Xiao Han's oath not to let them go out.
Wei Chigong didn't run, he hadn't experienced the bloody lessons of Changsun Wuji.
Still naΓ―ve to think that sleeping here for one night will not happen.
Of course, what he thinks is not necessarily what he thinks.
In the Xiao family, justice may be late, but alcohol will not cure hangover!
Early the next morning, before poor Wei Chigong woke up from the chaotic state, he was poured into a jar of wine again by Xiao Han, who was laughing wildly, and then fell on the bed with a sad face, snoring like thunder!
And Xiao Han, looking at Yu Chigong who was drunk to death, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a sense of revenge arose.
In the palace of King Qin, Li Shimin held a book in his hand and quietly looked at Li Chengqian, who was sleeping in the cradle.
After shedding his military uniform, Li Shimin, the invincible commander on the battlefield, was more like a talented man who read poetry and books at this time.
Because of the lack of strength, the cradle slowly stopped shaking, and Li Chengqian, who had just fallen asleep, opened his eyes restlessly.
In front of him, there was no familiar face from his mother, but there was an unknown man.
The young child looked at Li Shimin again, and then his mouth was deflated and he cried.
"What's wrong? Why is the child crying? β
Hearing the cry, the eldest grandson, who looked panicked, ran in from outside the house, only to see Li Shimin hurriedly picking up the child and coaxing.
"Guanyin, take a look, why does he keep crying?"
Here, seeing the appearance of the eldest grandson, Li Shimin, who didn't know where to put his two hands, was like seeing a savior, and hurriedly held the child to greet him.
The eldest grandson breathed a sigh of relief, skillfully took the child from Li Shimin's hand, and put it in the crook of his arm and tossed it slowly a few times, and Li Chengqian's cry stopped abruptly like turning off the switch.
"Hehe, I've been out for a long time, and the children don't know me anymore."
Seeing that the child stopped crying, Li Shimin cautiously came over, looked at Li Chengqian, who was staring at the dark eyes, and smiled self-deprecatingly.
The eldest grandson also pursed his lips and snickered: "But isn't it! Whoever told you to run out all day long will not accompany him much. β
Li Shimin stretched out a finger, gently flicked Li Chengqian's little hand, and then looked at the eldest grandson and said softly: "These days, you've worked hard!" Don't worry, I guess this time, my father won't let me go out easily. β