Everyone stared blankly at the painting, especially as a versatile Fang Xiangye who had studied the art of painting.

I couldn't wait to get closer, looked at it carefully several times, and then couldn't help muttering.

"This is really Yan Liben's handiwork, but how is this possible?"

Yan Liben has a low official position, but this guy is definitely a benchmark in the Tang Dynasty literary and art circles, and he has a very literati temper.

Although the value of his works of art is extremely high, it is difficult for any works to leak out, and the few that are almost all hidden in the palace.

It was regarded as a heirloom by Li Shimin, the son of the Tang Dynasty, but he didn't expect that Lao Cheng's family actually had one, and it was still Lao Cheng with his six babies.

This is so special that people can't live, Fang Xuanling, the prime minister who can support the boat with his stomach, is also full of jealousy at the moment.

Why, what are you doing with Cheng Biting Jin's evil appearance? Scary?

Yan Langzhong, if you have that kind of idle work, it is better to paint a portrait of a cultural person like Fang Mou with sparse eyebrows and a personable demeanor.

"Lao Cheng, shouldn't you go to the door and force Yan Langzhong to draw it for you, right?" Li Ji couldn't help but pout, guessing the truth maliciously.

"Fart, I didn't want this painting yet, who knew that Lao Yan was crying and shouting that he had to send me, saying that my old Cheng was born fierce and hideous, like a god going down to earth......"

Looking at the posture of Cheng biting gold and spitting stars, although the dignitaries of the Tang Dynasty were full of disbelief.

But the problem is that the painting is there, believe it or not, Yan Da artist has already painted Cheng Yanjin's hideous appearance in the painting.

Wei Chigong picked up his wine glass unhappily and reminded a loud reminder of the famous and non-famous figures of the Tang Dynasty.

"Okay, okay, what kind of painting to look at, have the ability, continue to drink, and the one who can walk out of Lao Cheng's house straight is a good man, do it!"

"That's it, we're all a bunch of rough old men, just look at it twice, this thing, even if you draw a few more villains, what can you do, drink!"

When Cheng Chubi and the other younger generations left the front hall, the bustle inside had resumed again.

In Cheng Chubi's courtyard, the young gentlemen were no longer suppressed by their elders, and they resumed their usual arrogance and arrogance, and the waves began to fly when they raised their glasses and changed lamps.

However, there are always some guys who are still in their hearts about the masterpieces of Yan Da artists they have just seen.

"It's really like your father, I just saw it, but I scared my little brother out of a cold sweat."

"Yes, yes, Yan Langzhong is crazy? It's going to give you your father...... cough, of course, the younger brother didn't say that he shouldn't send paintings to Uncle Cheng. ”

"It's just that Yan Langzhong's stinky temper that no one is willing to deal with, how could he make such a move?"

"Alas, I didn't expect that so many famous generals in my Datang Dynasty were actually your father ...... the picture scroll of Yan Langzhong."

“？？？” Cheng Chubi was directly unhappy. "Why, if you're not convinced, you can also ask your father to go to Yan Langzhong and draw two pictures for your father."

I don't like to listen to this group of young people who are full of envy and jealousy, and it seems that they have drunk less.

"Come on, come on, don't be crooked, it's my brother's, do it!"

The eldest brother Cheng Chumo raised the wine glass in his hand very heroically and drained it in one gulp.

The second brother also raised his glass, and pulled a handful of Cheng Chubi who was about to urinate, but in desperation, Cheng Chubi could only raise the wine glass with a sad face.

Squeezing his eyebrows and making his eyes, it took a long time to breathe and be energetic. The three brothers of the Cheng family are all real people, and the wine is dry.

The brothers who were present were also cheerful people, and they were not in front of the elders, everyone was very happy and hilarious.

The first few cups of Chengfu's secret Sanle pulp are the most difficult to swallow, but the more you drink in the back, the more slippery your mouth becomes.

Even Li Ke, His Royal Highness the King of Shu, had already taken the initiative to start toasting.

Yu Chi Baoqing rushed to the front and raised his glass with a triumphant stroke.

"Come on, come on, let's squat together for business then."

Before Cheng Chubi could react, another big black face also squeezed over, and said happily.

"I almost forgot about this, my second brother is the prince's envoy, you have to be more affectionate. Hahaha......"

Cheng Chubi couldn't help but be happy, he didn't expect that one of the twins of Wei Chi was actually eating under the hands of the prince.

"From then on, Brother Baoqing will take care of one or two more."

"Hahaha, if you want me to take care of it, let's drink it first." Yu Chi Baoqing is worthy of being a honest and honest person.

actually dared to provoke Lao Cheng's family, and next, Yu Chi Baoqing was the first gentleman to die heroically.

was skillfully lifted by the Cheng family and thrown into the guest room.

The fight on the wine table of the old Cheng family, like the tiger's den in Longtan, is still continuing......

“…… I know, go down. Li Shimin heard the eunuch's report and was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

Glancing at the sky that was approaching dusk, he shook his head helplessly, and let their rough old men make a fuss.

These official documents will be handed over to Fang Qing tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, Fang Qing, the elegant prime minister of the Tang Dynasty, couldn't get out of Lao Cheng's house.

Thinking of this, Li Shimin couldn't help but hehe twice, and quickly straightened his face.

Zhao Kun, who was standing on the side, had a dull and numb expression, as if he couldn't see or hear anything, and tried to fulfill his role as the leader of the loyal guard.

When it was dark, Lu stood at the door of the house with some concern, and beside him, the eldest son Fang Shen also looked at the street with an anxious face.

After a lot of effort, I finally saw my father's car and walked slowly, but the question was, why my father's guards.

One by two looked dejected, much like a rout that had lost the battle and fled.

Then, Fang Daxiang, who was supposed to be personable and free and easy, was lifted off the car with a door panel.

Only then did he open his eyes with difficulty and saw the Lu family with a concerned face, as well as the eldest son Fang Shen.

At that moment, Fang Xuanling let out a happy sigh as if he had survived the catastrophe. "Old man, is this home?"

“…… Sir, are you feeling better? Lu Shi was distressed to Fang Xuanling, who was lying on the couch with a towel on his forehead, fanning his fan.

"Well, thank you, madam, I drank the sobering soup, and it was much more comfortable."

Fang Xuanling sat up with difficulty, his head was still dizzy, and he was a little nauseous and wanted to vomit, but he was able to hold back.

When I thought of the noise that came from my ears when I was carried out of the Cheng Mansion.

Fang Xuanling, who has always paid attention to his own reputation, feels that life is better than death, it is impossible to go to Chengfu again in this life, and it is impossible in the next life.

"By the way, master, Jun'er, he is still trapped in Cheng Mansion?" Lu Shi saw that his husband's face was slightly better, so he asked.

Jun'er wanted to run away with her husband...... Ahem, leaving Cheng Mansion, who would have expected to be stopped by an old horseman.

What did you say that the little doll was unfair again, and she pushed Jun'er back again......"

"Cheng Lao Pifu!" Lu Shi couldn't help but blacken his face and let out a sigh of anger.

"Ahem, it's surnamed Li......" Fang Xuanling hurriedly reminded. It's Li Keshi......"

"It's not the same, it's all a bunch of old and disrespectful goods."

Lu Shi pursed her lips, although her voice was a little quieter, but no one wanted to stop her from complaining.

“…… That's right, too. ”