The Human Emperor (1-200)

C147: Clue to the Demonic Emperor Old Man!

Even until the very end, Su Zhengchen didn’t eat the peanuts that Wang Chong brought. Even so, the fact that he allowed Wang Chong to bring it to the chessboard was already a huge improvement.

Once it had started, there was no stopping it anymore!

Ever since Su Zhengchen chose not to stop Wang Chong, the entire matter spiraled out of control.

The second day, Wang Chong brought a plate of braised beef.

The third day, Wang Chong brought a few plates of side dishes.

And on the fourth, Wang Chong finally brought… a bottle of wine!

“What’s this?”

Su Zhengchen finally came to the limit of his tolerance. A deep crease sat on his forehead, indicating his displeasure. He seemed to abhor alcohol a lot.

Su Zhengchen had seen many powerful figures in his life, be it Emperor Taizong, the monk living in the great snowy mountains in the western Ü-Tsang, the Northern Turkic Khan of the Sacred Lands of the Sun, as well as the various generals and powerful officials from Gogouryeo, Abbasid Caliphate, Charax Spasinu, and many other countries.

But none of them dared to act so rowdily before him. At the very least, none of them was as carefree as Wang Chong.

The peanut on the first day was one thing, and he could still overlook the braised beef on the second day. However, what he brought afterward was getting more and more overboard.

Putting aside the various side dishes, he even brought alcohol here today.

What that should have been a tranquil and refined chess match suddenly changed in tone due to Wang Chong’s actions!

“It’s wine!”

Seemingly oblivious to Su Zhengchen’s displeasure, Wang Chong replied casually. As he said so, he placed a wine cup right before Su Zhengchen and poured some wine into it.

“I don’t drink!”

Su Zhengchen frowned, not even sparing a glance at the cup of wine Wang Chong offered him.

“Drinking causes inefficiency. As the offspring of a clan of generals, shouldn’t you understand this logic?”

Su Zhengchen’s eyes were cold.

Even though it had been several decades since he had handed over the military right of the empire and stepped away from the center of authority, he still persisted on the habits he had cultivated in the military during the former half of his life.

He didn’t mind Wang Chong bringing peanuts and braised beef, but alcohol was a huge taboo.

“Hehe, elder, you are jesting with me again. I am just a child, and you aren’t a general in the battlefield either. Why would there be any inefficiencies?”

Wang Chong replied casually.

Su Zhengchen’s eyes were extremely cold. The authority he exerted came from his years of commanding troops, and it wasn’t something that an ordinary person could withstand.

If it was anyone else, he would have already shuddered in fear. However, Wang Chong seemed to be completely impervious to it. On top of that, he even drank his a cup of wine in the midst of his words.

It was refreshing and light.

After drinking his cup, he grabbed a piece of fleshy braised beef and slowly chewed on it in his mouth.

Su Zhengchen froze a moment, and he suddenly came to a realization.

Indeed!

It had been such a long time that he had already forgotten. He was no longer the ‘Grand Marshal’ of the military, and he didn’t have anything to do with it anymore.