The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Niu Weituo nodded slightly when he saw Su Dingfang's stunned eyes.

"The cowhide prepared by Brother Chu Bixian, after making it, must be so thick, it tastes fragrant and waxy, the taste is really fragrant to the bones."

"That's right, don't talk about other skills of Brother Chu Bi, but the ability to cook delicious food, Datang is definitely this..."

Even if it hurts a leg, Li Ke stretched out one leg at the moment, sitting on a rock with one leg bent, and ate the spicy and fragrant lamb with skin.

Seeing this kid gorging himself and eating harder than himself, Cheng Chubi reminded him unhappily.

"I said, Brother Xian, you have just been injured. After the injury, you usually have to eat light food, otherwise your wound will not heal well."

Li Ke chuckles chewing the delicious lamb with skin on his face, with a look of disregard and authenticity.

"What are you afraid of? Isn't it just a scar on my leg? Thinking of me, Li Weide, I'm also a dignified seven-footer anyway.

It's nothing to get a little hurt, how can you live up to such good food. "

Seeing this guy look like this, Cheng Chubi is really lazy to take care of him.

Su Dingfang felt that his whole body was feverish when he drank the essence of the wine, especially that Jindao, it was a bit too powerful.

Compared with this thing, the grape vinegar that can be drunk on weekdays is simply Te Niang's dull juice.

With Jiujin, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but ask curiously. "Could Ding Fang have myopia?"

"Brother, don't blame the little brother for being troublesome. After all, the little brother is a healer. I look at you with piercing eyes."

"But it seems like I can't see the bright light, I always like to squint..."

Hearing Cheng Chubi's words, Su Dingfang took a sip of wine and couldn't help sighing authentically.

"Su Mou's two tricks were hurt when he was fighting against Jie Li Ke Ju in the past."

After listening to Su Dingfang's words, Cheng Chubi knew that this guy was a pioneer in the East Turks, although he had made great contributions.

But because of snow blindness, his eyesight was impaired, although he recovered after a short break.

But since then, the two eyes couldn't meet the glare, so Tongling's big eyes had to become squinted to see people.

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but sincerely admire the famous general who made sacrifices in order to defeat the invaders.

"Brother Dingfang is so heartbroken for the country, and Cheng admires it. As for the loss of eyesight, it's not a big deal."

What's more, in ancient stories, there are many heroes with squinting eyes, such as Guan Yu. This Martial Saint likes to squint all day long.

What's more, there is a great man who also left a name in the myth: Xing Tian.

This product is even more real Mimi's eyes...Well, although these two words may be a little bit close, they make no difference.

It's just that Su Fangding, who was so dizzy at this time, couldn't tell, otherwise he might have to turn his face on the spot with Cheng Saburo who was full of nonsense.

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The sky was up again, and Cheng Chubi jumped up from the couch refreshingly to move his hands and feet.

After washing, he jumped out of the room and hummed and handed out the fitness equipment outside.

Then he slid to the side lovingly, admiring the bamboo rats who were still sluggish...

Well, now the bamboo rat's jar has been moved to the back of Fang Jun's house by Cheng Saburo.

And to Cheng Chubi's relief, there are actually two female bamboo rats that have given birth to baby cubs, one with four and one with five.

Although I don't know when the bamboo rats will grow up, Cheng Chubi feels that the small physique they are stuffed between their teeth is better to raise them than to eat them.

Therefore, Cheng Chubi spent a lot of effort to persuade the greedy little cutie to keep the two female bamboo rats and the nine little bamboo rats.

No way, Cheng Chubi couldn't refuse the little cute Li Mingda's request.

But according to this girl's way of eating, Cheng Chubi felt that this group of bamboo rats might not even survive the Mid-Autumn Festival.

As for the other bamboo rats, ha ha... how could there be any leftovers?

Looking at the two stupid mother bamboo rats with satisfaction, gnawing on your Majesty’s favorite Fang Zhu, a burst of pride emerges spontaneously.

I just chopped your square bamboo so that your daughter could eat a bite of meat.

What's the matter, your Majesty, don't you even care about your little cute appetite?

Thinking about this, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but chuckle a few times with pride before returning to the house.

But soon he thought of another big thing. "Satisfaction, what about the package I brought back yesterday?"

"My son, I've already hidden it for you, now?"

Deng Chengxin hurried into the house, opened the big wooden box, and took out a long parcel from inside.

Cheng Chubi nodded in satisfaction, and crooked his mouth at Deng Chengxin.

This kid jumped out the door wittily and went to continue exercising with Cheng Fa and Cheng Da.

Of course, it is a serious morning exercise. After all, it is a rough man~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Do not exercise much abdominal muscles and gluteus maximus, where is the rhythm.

If you don't exercise much squat, how can you inherit the burden of spreading the branches and leaves in the future?

Ignoring the rain, Cheng Chubi carefully opened the long package on the case table.

Two **** feather arrows were exposed, but at this time, the blood stains on the two feather arrows had dried up and turned reddish brown.

Cheng Chubi admired these two arrows, one from the left lower limb of His Royal Highness King Wu of the Tang Dynasty. The other one comes from Tang Taizong's right hip.

Cheng Chubi thought for a while, but he took a piece of Cheng's paper and tore it in half.

Half of it said: At the end of the second noon on the second day of July in the eleventh year of Zhenguan, the association rate of the Turkic bald scoop, shot the left lower limb of King Wu, into the fleshy inch, this is a souvenir.

The other half read: Around three quarters after the second day of the second day of July in the eleventh year of Zhenguan, the association rate the Turkic bald scoop, shot Taizong's right hip, and took an inch and five minutes into the flesh.

Cheng Chubi looked at his prescription with satisfaction, so even if someone turned it out, he didn't know what he was writing.

However, the use of paper is of course only a measure of rights and interests. In the future, Cheng Chubi decided to carve on the stone tablet and keep these two arrows well.

Such a good treasure will definitely be the treasure of the town hall in the future.

However, there is a difficulty. His Majesty and King Wu and Li Ke can personally sign the words to corroborate.

The historical significance of this feather arrow will become more precious, and it may become a historical relic of the national treasure level after more than a thousand years.

Yes, after all, these two arrows, one through the cub and the other through the father, both retain their DNA. Can they be precious? Can it not have a heavy historical research value?