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

The previous emperor resembled the retired emperor, doting on the Prince of Wei to check the Crown Prince.

But now, he is gradually shifting his focus to the crown prince.

While thinking to himself, Zhang Anan said to Li Shimin, "Your Majesty is wise."

At this moment, Cheng Jun rode his Akhal-Teke horse 'Adolf' back to Huai De Fang.

Just as he stopped his horse at the gate, as if an automatic door had been triggered, a friendly voice rang out from the entrance:

"Sanlang is back!"

At this time every time, Cheng Jun couldn't help but chuckle. He would dismount, smile at Cheng Zhong who was walking over, and hand him the horse's reins with a smile.

Cheng Zhong took the reins and asked curiously, "Is Sanlang not on duty today?"

Cheng Jun said, "The higher-ups saw that I've been working like a dog lately, so they specially approved my return for a day of rest."

Cheng Zhong smiled and said, "Sanlang hasn't had a proper rest lately, so this is a good opportunity for him to recharge."

Cheng Jun shook his head and said, "I can't rest."

Cheng Zhong asked, "Does Sanlang have anything to do today?"

Cheng Jun nodded and said, "I'm planning to treat everyone to dinner."

"Uncle Zhong, have someone from the manor send a message to the talented young men in the neighborhood, telling them that I'm hosting a 'Gentlemen's Banquet' at Qingfen Tower this noon and inviting them to attend."

Cheng Zhong replied, "This old servant will take care of it immediately."

Cheng Jun added, "Also, go tell Qu Yue to inform the ladies in Cheng Sanlang's support group to attend the banquet together."

"Okay Saburo!"

Cheng Zhong nodded and followed Cheng Jun into the mansion. They first put the horses back in the stable before assigning tasks.

Right, I should invite my older brothers too... Cheng Jun had an idea and went to his older brothers' room.

Soon, he arrived at the room where his eldest and second eldest brothers were.

Before he even got close, he saw Cheng Chuliang lounging leisurely in a rocking chair outside the door. He walked over and asked:

"Second brother, are you feeling any better?"

Cheng Chuliang opened his eyes, saw Cheng Jun, and grinned, saying, "I ate ten flatbreads and drank three bowls of millet porridge this morning, and I feel much better now."

He had gastroenteritis a couple of days ago, and he can eat so much today. He's definitely the son of a military general; his health is excellent… Cheng Jun smiled, looked around, and asked:

"Why are you alone? Where's your brother? How is he?"

Cheng Chuliang gave a thumbs up, pointed behind him, and said, "Big brother is in the house. He's better now, but he's in a bad mood and is cursing someone in the house."

Cheng Jun was surprised, "In a bad mood? What's wrong?"

Cheng Chuliang stood up, holding onto the handrail, and leaned close to him, whispering:

“Our dad sneaked in in the middle of the night and poured out all the tea in the wooden bucket.”

Cheng Chuliang sighed, "My brother used to be able to eat twenty flatbreads in one morning, but because of this, he was so angry that he ate five fewer flatbreads this morning. It breaks my heart."

"Well, I still ate fifteen pancakes..." Cheng Jun thought to himself.

Just then, a rustling sound came from inside the house, followed by Cheng Chumo's voice: "Is that Third Brother?"

Cheng Chuliang turned around and said, "Yes, our third brother has come to see us!"

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Jun saw Cheng Chumo bending down to put on his shoes as he moved toward him, saying, "Brother, don't rush, take your time."

Cheng Chumo huffed and puffed as he put on his shoes, looked up at him, and said seriously:

"Third brother, you've come at the right time. I need your help with something."

"I need you to go before His Majesty and impeach our father."

"......"

Cheng Jun pondered for a moment and said, "Did our father pour out the tea from the wooden bucket?"

Cheng Chumo said indignantly, "That's right! That was a gift from Her Majesty the Empress. How could it be thrown away? To do so would be a great disrespect!"

Cheng Jun cautioned, "The problem is, what if I impeach our father, and His Majesty says, 'It seems our Cheng family really enjoys the tea brewed by Princess Chang Le,' and starts sending tea to our house every day? Should we drink it or not? If we don't drink it, it would be a great disrespect; if we do drink it, who will? You? Or Second Brother?"

"Do you want to vomit and jump around again?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Chumo frowned and said, "Is it that troublesome?"

Cheng Jun nodded and said, "Yes, it's very troublesome. If you ask me, let's just let it go this time. Big brother, you're a magnanimous man, please let our father off the hook."

Cheng Chumo sighed, "Sigh."

Cheng Jun said, both amused and exasperated, "Look how worried you are."

"I'm hosting a banquet at Qingfenlou at noon. You and your second brother can go together and take this opportunity to ease your worries?"

Cheng Chuliang chimed in from the side, "Big brother, I think third brother hit the nail on the head!"

Cheng Chumo grinned and said, "Third brother is the most considerate. I'll listen to you!"

Cheng Jun smiled with satisfaction, feeling that he had silently resolved a conflict within the Cheng family.

"I'll go back and change my clothes first."

After Cheng Jun finished speaking, he returned to his room, took off his xiezhi crown, removed his imperial censor's robe, and put on his usual cloud-patterned blue robe.

Around ten o'clock in the morning, Cheng Jun prepared a small money bag, took out the small box he had brought back from the palace last time, and put all the small gold beads in the box into the money bag.

He then took out the gentleman's plaque he had obtained during the selection of imperial censors, hung it on his waist, and then rode his horse with Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang to Qingfenlou in Pingkangfang.

When we were still fifty meters away from Qingfenlou, a waiter from Qingfenlou walked towards us.

Seeing this, Cheng Jun recalled that when he ate at Haidilao in his previous life, the Haidilao employees would run over to greet him from afar before he even reached the door.

"See Cheng Sanlang, Cheng Dalang, and Cheng Erlang!"

The young waiter from Qingfenlou bowed to the three Cheng brothers while smiling obsequiously.

Cheng Jun dismounted, handed him the reins, and said, "Today I'm hosting a banquet at Qingfenlou. Prepare a larger room for me; I need about two hundred people here."

The waiter at Qingfenlou smiled even more broadly and replied, "Yes, Cheng Sanlang! This way, please, all three of you."

Cheng Jun hummed in agreement and, together with Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chuliang, followed behind the other party into Qingfen Tower.

Not long after, a middle-aged man who looked like the foreman greeted Cheng Jun and his two companions and led them down the corridor to a quiet courtyard.

There is a room in the courtyard, and the room is quite spacious.

Qingfenlou truly lives up to its reputation as a grand restaurant; the room they prepared is enormous... Cheng Jun carefully examined the interior decoration and size, finding it to be similar to a modern banquet hall.

Cheng Jun mentally calculated the number of people and asked him to prepare 190 desks.

Before long, rows of tables and desks were neatly arranged in the room.

Cheng Chumo watched as the Qingfenlou waiters moved the tables and clicked his tongue, saying, "Third brother, this must have cost a lot of money."

Cheng Jun patted the small gold bead pouch on his chest and laughed, "Eat as much as you like, I'll pay."