The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Li Ke was immediately happy.

"Brother Chubi, look at what you said. Don't say it's our brother. Even if you catch any ordinary people in Chang'an, who doesn't know the evil... prestige of General Cheng Da."

"Yes, that's right, the younger brother also thinks that Uncle Cheng, like you, Brother Chubi, is a person who can stop children crying at night."

Cheng Chubi's face gradually darkened, and he always felt that the two boys owe a beating.

"Can you be more serious, is this what I'm asking?"

"What I'm asking is, you must all know that my father is good at military affairs and military strategy, um, there is a slight flaw in literature and art."

Li Ke and Fang Jun looked at each other, and almost came out with joy.

There is still a trace of flaws, tusk... Why don’t you say that you are afraid that you will receive less than a year’s salary in ten years,

The cheeky father who likes to fight against the Confucian scholars in the courtroom and move his feet is a perfect saint?

Seeing that these two virtuous brothers had different faces, Cheng Chubi ignored them. After all, it was not appropriate to kick them when it was time to talk about serious matters.

"However, my father knows how to match my mother's favorite hobbies.

Not only can I wear Confucian shirts and practice calligraphy and painting landscapes, but I can also play Go..."

Brother Tingtian Chubi held his finger here and counted the things his father had done, directly causing Li Ke and Fang Jun to exaggerately round their eyes.

It felt as if they were listening to a fantasy. These actions were completely irrelevant to the General Cheng in their impression.

When Cheng Chubi first learned that his father could still paint landscape paintings, he almost lost his jaw at the time.

Although the landscape paintings drawn by my father are far inferior to those well-known unscrupulous artists, they are passable at any rate.

As for the game of Go, a time-consuming and time-consuming chess game, the old Cheng family was afraid of one, two, three, four, five and six.

However, my father is able to do so easily, and often accompany his wife until midnight.

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"Unexpectedly, Uncle Cheng turned out to be such a person."

Li Ke took a breath of toothache, and arched his hands toward Cheng Chubi convincingly.

"It seems that Uncle Cheng's ability to become the first bully in the Tang Dynasty depends not only on a thick-skinned face, but also on a flexible mind."

"Nonsense, don't talk about these useless things, do you understand what it means, Brother Jun?"

Fang Jun scratched his head and nodded deeply.

"Understood, I want to be like Uncle Cheng, try to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and calligraphy, and use it to please my wife later."

"No, no, no, virtuous brother, I'm just giving you an example. Smart people are good at resolving conflicts and disputes, especially in-family conflicts."

"Just like you are brother Dee, the red flag at home won't fall down, the colorful flags are fluttering outside, and people still have a peaceful house, do you know what it means?"

Fang Jun turned his gaze to the man who heard Brother Chu Bi mentioning himself, he couldn't help holding his head up a little proudly, looking forward to the awe-inspiring brother Dee.

"Why?"

"Of course it's because his brain is so good. Of course, you don't only have to worry about it, but you also have to worry about it, right?"

"Of course...Brother Chubi, I understand this, but what do you mean?"

Li Ke happily subconsciously, nodded his head, and reacted, staring at the **** Xiongtai with a black line on his face.

Brother Xian, my waist is very good, don’t look at my belly a bit big, don’t even do seventy or eighty push-ups without breathing, don’t you?

"Joke to make the atmosphere a little lighter, let's continue to be serious. Brother Jun, what talent do you have?"

"Talent?" Fang Jun looked at Brother Chu Bi in a dazed manner, almost wanting to ask if Shishuo is a variant of talent.

Seeing the dumbfounded expression of this guy, Cheng Chubi knew that this guy must be dumbfounded.

"Well, let's do it, I will make a talent form for you, Brother Jun, and you will fill it out carefully later, I will probably have a score in my heart."

Li Ke, who likes to join in the fun, would naturally not let go of such fun things, and quickly urge Cheng Saburo to say.

"Talent form, and this stuff. Brother Chu Bi, please get two more. Brother, I will also see how many talents I have."

Hearing Li Ke's words, Cheng Chubi hesitated, and that's the case, the demon moth trio had better be neat and tidy, just three.

Cheng Chubi started to draw a table, and then began to write into the table every talent he could think of.

For example, dancing, such as playing the piano, playing Xiao, playing the flute, playing the pipa, etc., as well as engaging in artistic creation of paintings, writing poetry, etc...

Seeing that Brother Chu Bi was struggling to write a book there, Li Ke and Fang Jun also joined in.

They have also come up with a form in various ways, and crossed or circled according to the clauses and clauses listed by Brother Chu Bi.

Li Ke, the turbulent prince, was indeed the master of all his talents. He played the piano, played Xiao, played flute, and played the pipa.

As for dancing, he hesitated for a long time, and in the end he didn't draw a circle or cross it.

After all, he really knows how to dance, but now that his belly is a bit big, it is really inelegant to twist.

However, after stretching his neck to see Brother Chu Bi drawing a circle in the dance column, Li Ke drew a circle unwillingly.

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But soon, UU reading www. uukanshu.com The more Li Ke and Fang Jun looked at them, the more they felt that the project written by Brother Chu Bi became more outrageous.

What the **** is it to play the guitar, and what is it to play the piano? I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen a piano made of steel.

In the end, Li Ke couldn't help but cut in. "Brother Chubi, what is all this mess behind you, what does this photography mean?"

When Cheng Chubi saw these things written by him, he was very happy, and he quickly crossed out and explained.

"Oh... I'm sorry, I wrote hi, you don't need to bother about it."

"What the **** is this playing guitar?"

Cheng Chubi was unhappy when he heard the three words "ghost stuff". After all, he was once the guitarist and lead singer of the Screaming Heavy Metal Band at the medical school.

How can I allow others to insult my own hobby and the good baby who displays my talents so much.

"This guitar is almost like a pipa. It's a drawing instrument, and this guitar is not a ghost.

Speaking of which, this is Young Sing Cong's most wonderful artifact. "

"Haha..." Li Ke and Fang Jun let out a perfunctory numb laugh.

"You guys, don't you know, somebody in Cheng...Forget it, I can't tell you people who have too deep a generation gap."

"Yo yo yo, brother Chu Bi, I don't know how to say it. Since you can play what kind of guitar, it's just like by analogy.

Or if you ask Brother Jun to play the pipa, if you want to make a sound, we believe there is that stuff. "

Cheng Chubi looked at Li Ke who was frequently piercing his ribs with a black line.

If it weren't for the crowds, I would have liked to press this kid directly on the ground and rub it hard.

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