This made Li Shimin anxious, and he wanted to trade one for one with me.

The atmosphere in the cabin was very cheerful. As the food and wine were served, the women began to compose poems and lyrics for Cheng Jun. Cheng Jun praised them highly, making the women beam with joy.

After all, nothing makes fans happier than receiving their brother's approval.

Throughout the process, Cheng Jun also gained a deeper understanding of the composition of the support group.

First and foremost, there are the women present here.

Qu Yue and her ten core members are the wealthiest.

Zhao Banyan, Cen Ling, Chen Mengqin, and Tang Qiuyan are daughters of powerful and wealthy families.

The other members of the fan club, regardless of gender, all come from wealthy families.

That makes sense. After all, in ancient times, people who could read and write and still had the leisure to follow celebrities couldn't possibly be poor.

The key figures in charge were either powerful or wealthy, which made him feel more at ease.

After the banquet ended, Cheng Jun bid them farewell and left Qingfen Tower amidst the cheers of the women.

As soon as he stepped out, Cheng Jun saw Bu Gandang squatting under the wall opposite Qingfenlou, holding half a sesame cake, chewing his cheek, and looking in this direction.

When he saw Cheng Jun come out, Bu Gandang quickly put away the flatbread, clapped his hands, and stood up.

Cheng Jun's heart skipped a beat. While holding the reins handed to him by the Qingfenlou waiter, he gave Bu Gandang a wink, signaling him to come over, and asked:

"Bu Wenshi, what brings you here?"

Bu Gandang said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm off today. I heard that my younger brother came here with you. He became a squad leader because of you, and I want to thank you."

"Did I disturb Imperial Censor Cheng's enjoyment?"

Cheng Jun waved his hand to indicate no, then joked, "Thank me? How will you thank me? Just verbally?"

Bu Gandang quickly replied, "No, no, I wanted to invite you to dinner."

After saying that, he pointed to Qingfenlou, "It's right here!"

Cheng Jun waved his hand and said:

"No need for that. I just finished eating. If you feel bad about it, how about you buy me a jar of wine and I take it home to drink?"

"It's been a long time since I've had ant wine, I want to try that taste."

Ant wine, also known as cloudy wine.

Nowadays, thanks to Cheng Jun, the price of turbid wine is already very low.

Bu Gandang scratched his head, "Ant wine isn't expensive..."

Cheng Jun said, "The sentiment is enough."

Bu Gandang had an indescribable feeling. He nodded and walked into a winery with Cheng Jun.

Cheng Jun picked out a small jar of ant wine, and after Bu Gandang paid the bill, he smiled and said:

"Thanks."

Bu Gandang said earnestly, "I should be thanking you."

Cheng Jun smiled and walked with him out of Pingkangfang, saying, "Your starting point is much higher than your brother's. Keep up the good work."

"I'm going back now, no need to see me off."

Bu Gandang understood Cheng Jun's implied meaning and felt a surge of excitement. Watching him mount his horse, he clasped his hands in a fist salute and said:

"Cheng Sanlang, take care."

Cheng Jun waved his hand, indicating that he would see him again, and then rode his horse back to the Cheng residence.

Meanwhile, the banquets in the various restaurants were nearing their end.

The talented members of Cheng Sanlang's fan club enthusiastically joined the effort.

And the busy work of the Chang'an magistrate.

The incident, which was intended to spread rumors about Cheng Jun, has now turned into a one-sided attack on Lu Ting.

Those who spread rumors about Cheng Jun were also arrested one after another.

In the afternoon, at the Lu residence.

Inside the mansion, Lu Ting's roars grew louder and louder.

"What? All the men we sent out have been arrested?"

"Is someone spreading rumors about me?"

"Weren't those people arrested?"

In the main hall, Lu Ting, who was dining with the dismissed ministers, saw the steward of the mansion shaking his head in response and couldn't help but smash his wine cup on the ground. He almost fainted and angrily cursed:

"Why didn't you say anything when Cheng Jun was reinstated? Why didn't you say anything when I was dismissed?"

"That bastard Yang Zuan, he's unfair!"

Lu Ting roared, "I need to find ginseng! I absolutely must find a copy of Yang Zuan's ginseng!"

At this moment, a middle-aged or elderly man said in a deep voice, "Whether we participate or not is not important. What is important is, have you noticed that the earthquake seems to have stopped?"

Hearing this, everyone present was shocked.

Lu Ting's anger subsided slightly, and his eyes betrayed his undisguised terror.

Just as they were about to be dismissed from their posts, the earthquake stopped, which meant the end of their official careers.

He originally intended to use the earthquake to deal with Cheng Jun.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Jun was as slippery as an eel, while they, on the other hand, lost their careers due to the earthquake.

The middle-aged man looked at Lu Ting with a worried expression and said, "Young Master Lu, we have to think of something, otherwise, we're doomed."

Everyone looked at him with fear and unease.

But then they discovered that Lu Ting rolled his eyes and fainted.

Everyone's expression changed drastically. The Lu family steward rushed over in a panic, calling out, "Master, Master?!"

"My master has fainted!"

One of the men in the room stood up and said urgently, "Then what are we waiting for? Quickly send him to the Imperial Medical Academy!"

The middle-aged man shouted, "We're not officials anymore, how can we go to the Imperial Medical Bureau? Quickly, fetch a physician!"

.............

Back home, Cheng Jun reflected on the day's events and felt quite satisfied.

Fans charged into battle, while officials followed behind to arrest people.

If this still can't be resolved, I might as well go home and farm.

The earthquake seemed to have stopped... Cheng Jun also noticed this at this moment.

That was the perfect time to stop.

This time, Lu Ting and his team are truly finished.

Cheng Jun was in a good mood when he suddenly thought of his two older brothers, so he strode over to them.

According to Cheng Zhong, his eldest and second eldest brothers were living in the same house. From a distance, Cheng Jun could see that the door was open.

"Big brother, second brother, how are you?"

He walked in as he spoke.

"Not dead yet."

A weak voice came from inside the room.

When Cheng Jun went inside, he found his two older brothers lying on the couch, groaning and moaning.

Cheng Jun looked them over and noticed that their faces were somewhat pale, and their eyes looked more tired than usual.

Come to think of it, anyone would get exhausted if they kept jumping like that.

To Cheng Jun's relief, the two of them had stopped vomiting and having diarrhea.

"You'll be fully recovered after a few days of rest."

As Cheng Jun spoke, he noticed a wooden bucket nearby. The more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. Wasn't this the bucket that Changsun Wuji had brought? He exclaimed in surprise:

"Why haven't you thrown this thing away yet?"

Cheng Chumo said, "We can't throw it away."

Cheng Chuliang chimed in, "Yes, we should keep it."

Cheng Jun asked疑惑地问道, "Why keep it?"

Cheng Chumo solemnly replied, "Keep it for our father to drink."

"..."

Cheng Jun forced a smile. "That's not a good idea..."

Cheng Chumo's eyes widened. "Not good? You know it's not good, and our father must know it too. If he knows it's not good, why did he still let us drink it?"

Cheng Chuliang chimed in, "Brother is right! If we drink, he has to drink too, otherwise how can we repay his kindness?"

Cheng Jun was speechless. He didn't try to persuade them anymore. Instead, he walked to the wooden bucket, opened the lid, and was surprised to find that half of the tea inside was gone.

"You drank that much?"

No wonder they were able to jump up and down so quickly after drinking tea. Shouldn't that be normal...? Cheng Jun shook his head and said, "No one drinks this much."

Cheng Chumo rubbed his stomach and sighed, "We didn't expect it to turn out like this either."

Cheng Jun asked, puzzled, "Didn't you notice anything wrong with the taste when you were drinking it?"

Cheng Chumo solemnly said, "When my brother and I started drinking it, we already felt that the taste was wrong."

Cheng Jun said, "If it doesn't taste right, then don't drink it."

Cheng Chumo said in frustration, "I thought there was something wrong with my sense of taste!"