Naturally, Xiao Han couldn't do such a thing as poisoning two people.
If he did it, if nothing else, Xiao Lizi would probably be chasing him all over the world with a poison jar...
Then poison cannot be used, only wine can be used!
Wine is a good thing no matter what era it is in!
Even if he accidentally died of drunkenness, it would be an enviable way to die.
For example, Liu Ling, the wine fairy in the Wei and Jin Dynasties.
When he goes out, he will bring a jug of wine, and then ask his servants to bring hoes. He will bury him wherever he is prepared to die drunk, and he will be pure and at ease.
Xiao Han didn't intend to get the two of them drunk to death, but it was still necessary for them to suffer a little in order to retaliate for the disturbance just now.
The food and drinks were quickly served, but there were no chopsticks on the table.
"Xiao Han? Where are the chopsticks? You won't let us grab and eat, will you?" Yuchi Gong couldn't help but drooled as he looked at the sumptuous table of food.
"Eat? Wait a minute. Don't be in a hurry. I'll show you this first!"
Xiao Han laughed and picked up a full jar of wine from behind. The huge wine jar hit 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, Changsun Wuji's eyes lit up, he came over and shouted: "Good wine!"
When Xiao Han heard this, the smile on his face became even brighter!
nonsense! The head of this bottle of wine has been buried in the ground for a full year. It was originally intended to be used to blend with other wines!
Now in order to deceive you two, I dug it up before it was old. It’s strange that it doesn’t taste good!
On the table, there is still the familiar large coarse porcelain bowl.
When the three bowls of wine were filled, Changsun Wuji picked up one bowl first and stood up without waiting for Xiao Han to speak: "You guys fought hard on the battlefield, and your hard work is great! I respect you for this bowl of wine!"
Xiao Han and Yuchi Gong laughed loudly, stood up together, touched the wine bowls in their hands, and shouted loudly: "Drink to win!"
After drinking the first bowl of wine, Yu Chigong felt as if a fiery snake had wormed its way into his mouth, and his whole body felt energized in an instant!
“Good wine!”
He yelled again, and now there was no need for Xiao Han to pour wine. He snatched the wine jar and filled three bowls again.
"I'm a rough man! I don't have those tricks, but I know who is good to me, and I know who I should be good to. Come on, come on, let's do this again!"
After speaking, Yuchi Gong didn't even wait for Xiao Han and the others to react. He raised his neck again and drank a full bowl of wine.
Changsun Wuji began to feel a little nervous. He raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Han, and finally gritted his teeth and raised the wine bowl: "Drink to win!"
Without eating a bite of the food, I made two bowls of high-strength white wine.
Not to mention Changsun Wuji, even Xiao Han, who had just secretly filled his stomach with milk, was a little confused at this time.
"There is also a bowl, you can eat vegetables after drinking it!"
Xiao Han yelled with a loud tongue, regardless of whether the two people understood or not, Xiao Han filled up the wine for the third time, held his nose and drank it all in one gulp...
Three bowls of wine before a meal, the gods will have to walk backwards! Xiao Han doesn't believe it anymore, he still can't let you two grandsons go.
After three bowls of wine, Xiaodong finally brought out the chopsticks.
Xiao Han, whose face was already red, immediately grabbed a pair from Xiaodong's hand.
Not polite, I picked out a big piece of meat first and stuffed it into my mouth in one bite!
The black-faced Yu Chigong was almost like Xiao Han at this time.
But the big hands that used to handle dozens of kilograms of horse meat with ease became a little trembling, and the piece of soft meat fell to the table halfway through.
He picked it up several times with chopsticks, but failed to pick it up. Finally, he had to drop the chopsticks, grab it with his hands and stuff it into his mouth.
Among the three, Changsun Wuji is relatively normal. He still sits upright, but his chubby face has become paler than before!
And if you look closely, you can see that his chest is bulging, as if an old cow is chewing its cud...
"Come on, keep going!"
After trying hard to swallow a big mouthful of meat and feeling a little better in his stomach, Xiao Han kept filling up the wine bowl again!
Isn't it to interfere with my good deeds? If you are asked to walk out of this door standing upright today, I will take your last name!
It was night, the Xiao family's courtyard was brightly lit, and from time to time there were sounds of ghosts crying and wolf howling coming from inside, which disturbed the neighbors and left them wanting peace.
Late at night, Changsun Wuji ran away, but he didn't run by himself, but was carried by his entourage. This was considered as fulfilling Xiao Han's vow not to let them go out with their arms raised.
Yuchi Gong didn't run away, he hadn't experienced Chang Sun Wuji's bloody lessons yet.
I still naively thought that nothing would happen if I slept here for one night.
Of course, what he thinks is not necessarily what he thinks.
In the Xiao family, justice may be late, but wine will not cure the hangover!
Early the next morning, before poor Yu Chigong woke up from his chaotic state, Xiao Han, who was laughing wildly, poured a jar of wine into his mouth again, and then fell on the bed with a look of grief and anger, snoring like thunder!
As for Xiao Han, looking at Yu Chigong who was drunk to death, he finally let out a sigh of relief, and felt a sense of pleasure that a great revenge had been avenged.
In Prince Qin's palace, Li Shimin held a volume of books in his hand and quietly looked at Li Chengqian who was sleeping soundly in the cradle.
After taking off his military uniform, Li Shimin, the invincible commander on the battlefield, now looked more like a scholar who read poetry and books.
Because there was no power, the cradle slowly stopped shaking, and Li Chengqian, who was still asleep just now, opened his eyes restlessly.
In front of her, there was no familiar face of her mother, but there was an unknown man.
The young child looked at Li Shimin again, then his mouth tightened and he cried out.
"What's wrong? Why is the child crying?"
Hearing the cry, the panicked eldest grandson ran in from outside the house, only to see Li Shimin hurriedly picking up the child to comfort him.
"Guanyin Maid, look quickly, why is he always crying?"
Here, when Li Shimin saw his eldest grandson appearing, he didn't know where to put his hands, as if he had seen a savior, he quickly held the child and rushed forward.
The eldest grandson breathed a sigh of relief, took the child from Li Shimin's hands skillfully, put it in his arms and gave it a few slow shakes, and Li Chengqian's crying stopped abruptly, as if a switch had been turned off.
"Haha, I've been out for a long time, and the kids don't even recognize me anymore."
Seeing that the child had stopped crying, Li Shimin came over carefully, looked at Li Chengqian who had small black eyes, and smiled to himself.
The eldest grandson also pursed his lips and snickered: "Isn't it right? Who told you to run out all day long, but you don't spend much time with him."
Li Shimin stretched out a finger, gently played with Li Chengqian's little hand, then looked at the eldest grandson and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work these days! Don't worry, I guess my father will not let me go out easily this time."
