Cheng Yaojin was in a good mood and laughed: "Today I am going to hold a banquet to let those old people see what real wine is. Tomorrow, this wine will definitely be famous in Chang'an! By the way, Mr. Su, what is the name of this wine?"

What is the name? Su Cheng pondered: "How about it, it's Lao Baigan?"

Cheng Yaojin shook his head and said, "Not good, no good."

Su Cheng pondered: "Why call it Erguotou?"

Cheng Yaojin shook his head and said, "What's this name? Not good, not good!"

Su Cheng said with a slight interest: "Why should uncle choose a name?"

Cheng Yaojin pondered: "This wine is strong when you enter your throat, and the wine is full of fragrance. It is a wine that only men can drink. It is better to call a man a man wine!"

puff!

Su Cheng sprayed it directly, and those who didn't know what special uses of this wine were.

"No, no, absolutely not!" Su Cheng waved his hand quickly and said, "Why just call it burning the knife!"

Although he was a little regretful, Cheng Yaojin nodded and said, "The name Burning Knife is appropriate, just call it Burning Knife! Boy Su, are you interested in poetry now?"

While talking, Cheng Yaojin poured a bowl of strong wine, which seemed to Su Cheng dared to pour it down if he didn't say anything.

Looking at the bowl of strong wine, Su Cheng's eyelids twitched and he hurriedly said, "I am interested in poetry, and I am interested in poetry. I will write a poem for my uncle!"

Su Cheng walked and pondered: "Qinghai long clouds darken the snow-capped mountains, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass from afar, and the yellow sand is wearing golden armor for hundreds of battles. If Loulan is destroyed, you will never return!"

Cheng Yaojin took two sips of the strong wine, slapped the table with a slam, and laughed: "Okay, I won't return it if I don't defeat Loulan. I'm so angry with me, Cheng!"

Su Cheng smiled slightly and said, "It's good if my uncle likes it!"

Cheng Yaojin laughed and said, "Okay, it's very good. Who would laugh at me that Cheng doesn't know how to write poetry!"

This is also a reward. When he walked out of the hall, Su Cheng seemed to see a happy life waving to him, his three wives and four concubines were filled with fragrance...

Little did he know that in the palace, Empress Changsun once again mentioned his name.

"Although Su Cheng's family background is a little bad, he looks extraordinary and has a talented poet, he is still a young hero. Changle. If his mother intends to marry you to him, what do you think?" Empress Changsun asked softly.

Princess Changle suddenly turned red and lowered her head and moaned, "It depends on the mother's decision."

Queen Changsun immediately understood that what she feared most was that Changle couldn't think about it. Since Changle had a good impression of Su Cheng, as long as the marriage was led to, everything would be solved.

After comforting her carefully, Empress Changsun got up and left.

In Liangyi Hall, Li Shimin was still a little anxious. When he saw the queen coming, he asked, "How is Changle?"

Empress Changsun whispered: "It has been calmed down. I just asked Changle. She has a good impression of Su Cheng. Although she is shy and dare not say anything, I can tell that she is very willing to marry Su Cheng."

Li Shimin snorted without saying a word, and Empress Changsun said to herself: "With Su Cheng's poetic talent, it will soon become famous in Chang'an and become famous. It will not be abrupt if Your Majesty loves talents and issues an order to marry him."

She said silently in her heart that there was nothing to say to those who knew the rumors. Since Changle married Su Cheng, the one who didn't have a bellyband was also the couple's private affairs.

Li Shimin snorted coldly: "It's not that easy to marry my baby princess!"

Tonight, Duke Lu's mansion was very lively, and the brothers Su Cheng and Cheng Chumo were welcomed by the door.

Soon, Su Cheng's legs trembled a little.

Li Jing, Yuchi Gong, Li Ji, Qin Qiong, Changsun Wuji, Fang Xuanling, Wei Zheng...

They are all legendary figures and people who have left a prominent reputation in history. Even if they have seen Li Shimin and Cheng Yaojin, Su Cheng couldn't help but feel excited.

But soon Su Cheng's excitement disappeared, just like an idol was shattered.

"What good wine did you get?"

"You old guy, don't fool labor and capital. We haven't drunk any good wine!"

Cheng Yaojin patted his chest and said, "Can those wines in the world be called wine? They are sweet and bland, they are all drunk by women! Bah! You old guys who are unsavory drink all the wines that women drink!"

Drink the wine the girls drink?

This is simply a naked swearing, and it is the kind of swearing the most fiercely.

"Bah! What good wine can you, an old guy?" Everyone suddenly turned red and their necks thick.

As bad as Yuchi Gong rolled up his sleeves: "Old Killer, if you can't bring out good wine today, you will definitely fight you for three hundred rounds!"

"Come on, I'll hit you first!" Cheng Yaojin was not willing to be outdone, and actually rolled up his sleeves and was about to hit him.

The others immediately dispersed silently, and Su Cheng was stunned when he watched.

Isn’t it a banquet? Why did the fight start?

However, when he glanced at the Cheng Chumo brothers, he found that the two of them looked as normal. Not only them, but also Li Jing and others, and even the servants around him all looked as normal, looking like they were not surprised.

Soon, Su Cheng was attracted by the two who were beaten up.

It's no shame that he is a powerful general who is on the battlefield. He has murderous aura in his brilliance, which is completely beyond the reach of countless boxing in later generations.

Just as Su Cheng was immersed in the competition, Cheng Yaojin suddenly kicked Yuchi Gong in the crotch, which made Su Cheng stunned.

"Okay, you old villain, I've been on guard against your actions!"

Bang! Bang! The two separated, Cheng Yaojin laughed and said, "How is it? How does my kick feel?"

Yuchi Gong laughed and said, "How does this punch feel?"

Qin Qiong said: "If you want to fight, put out the good wine first. It would be boring to do this!"

When Cheng Yaojin thought of the strong wine, his mouth squinted to his cheeks: "Let you first see what strong wine is and what wine is the drink for men!"

Fang Xuanling smiled and said, "It seems that Zhijie really got a good wine."

Wei Zheng laughed and said, "I have the best wine in my life. How could I not know what good wine is there on the market in Chang'an? I have to see what kind of wine he can bring out."

Seeing Cheng Yaojin so proud, everyone became even more curious. Could it be that there is really a good wine?

After entering the hall, everyone found that six or seven jars of wine were placed on the table.

Yuchi Gong shouted, "Didn't you say, you are too stingy, right? You called everyone, but only took out these jars of wine. Who can drink it?"

Cheng Yaojin snorted: "Do you know this is a strong wine? If you can drink this jar today, you are awesome!"

This jar of wine costs at least three pounds. Cheng Yaojin, who had tried the spirits, was sure that Yuchi Gong would not be able to drink a jar.

"Hey! One jar? If you don't drink two jars today, you won't leave the Cheng Mansion's door!" Yuchi Gong shouted.

Cheng Yaojin laughed and said, "Okay, I respect you as a man!"

"This is what you are talking about? Open it quickly, we want to see what good wine you, the old guy, got!"
Chapter completed!