The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Listening to his son's babble, Li Keshi reluctantly sighed and wiped his face.

"Oh... all right, you kid go if you like, and the old man will ask General Xue to ask for a leave for you when he turns around."

"It's not going to go, don't be too outrageous, let them do the things that come up, and if your kid makes some demon moths, it's up to the old man to deal with you."

Hearing his father's warning and knowing that he had agreed to go, Li Qile almost slapped his father on the back.

Fortunately, he wakes up in time, turns the pat into a caress, and then quickly swears that he will not be foolish.

"Father, don't worry, I'm the most obedient child, how could it be a demon moth, and the one who can make that thing is to be treated by Brother Bi and His Royal Highness."

"Hehe...you guys are not good birds either."

Master Li Ke glanced at his own son. He still wondered what virtue his doll was.

Li Qi whispered unwillingly.

"Father, how can you bury your own child like this, I am also your own son anyway."

Master Li Keshi ignored the kid, took up the autograph letter written by King Wu and Li Ke, and shook his head for joy while looking at it.

"I'm afraid it's the sorrows and mosques in the Chinese language circle, as well as the aristocratic families who do things in private, never thought that there would be such a day, alas...

The old man began to feel sorry for them. "

"Your Majesty and the Supreme Emperor both made the slippery boy a headache, but they couldn't hold him back, just those aristocratic families, huh..."

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In the Palace of the Kingdom of Yi, Tai Qiong sits above the main seat, with Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda sitting on the left and right.

General Cheng, sitting behind the case with a smile, patted Qin Huaidao, who is now very strong, with a big hand.

"Well, it looks like Zhou Zheng, like your mother, this body is like your father, not bad, I heard that your kid has also joined the East Palace?"

Qin Huaidao smiled honestly, took a look at sitting behind the main case, stroking his long beard, and looking at his own father majesticly and kindly.

Then he replied towards Cheng Yaojin. "Yes, uncle, my nephew has only recently joined the company, and many things are still unfamiliar."

"Oh...it's a pity that your kid went a little bit late. Two years earlier, your third brother Cheng walked sideways in the East Palace. It would be nice to let him take you."

"Just your dad, Seongil thinks that your kid is still young."

"But, now the East Palace is still like that. If someone dares to provoke you, you can go to your second brother Yuchi."

"If he decides for you or not, my uncle will help you find his father to rule for you."

"...Have you ever pinched a colleague? Don't be afraid of troubles, you kid, you can do it if you want to, your uncle and me back then..."

Seeing that Cheng Yaojin was able to maintain the appearance of a kindly elder at first, but after a few whispers, the prototype suddenly appeared.

Trying to instill some crooked things into her son, Tai Qiong feels that if she doesn't stop it, a good baby will be crooked by this Uncle Cheng.

"Old Cheng, can you have a good drink? My dad can take care of this kid, but it's not your turn."

"Haha... See if you are anxious about your second brother, can I still harm my nephew, little brother."

When Na Qin Huaidao stepped aside and squatted with Na Niu Wei Tuo, he let out a sigh of relief.

Niu Wei Tuo, who is already a father now, looked at the appearance of this little brother Qin Huaidao, and he was amused, and slapped the little boy on the shoulder and whispered in a low voice.

"Well, it's not too stressful to get along with Uncle Cheng."

"Little brother, I have just joined the job, and I get along well with my colleagues. When it comes to Uncle Cheng, this is all a problem."

Wei Wei Tuo approached Qin Huaidao who was drinking with a smirk and whispered in his ear.

"Nonsense, there is nothing in the old Cheng family who doesn't fight with their colleagues, and can get along well. That's not the style of their old Cheng family."

With a puff, Qin Huaidao swallowed the wine from his throat and sprayed it out of his nostrils, turning his eyes white and coughing.

Over there, Qin Qiong raised his heel, after another toast with Cheng Yaojin and Niu Jinda, he stroked the long beard and asked in a low voice.

"Old Cheng, today you have to ask Qin to invite you to drink, what is the good thing?"

"Hehehe...Of course it is a good thing. The two brothers must also know that our East Acheng's family has since abandoned Wen and martial arts.

I almost forgot my identity as a scholar. Fortunately, my third child..."

"Old Cheng, can you talk seriously, don't talk nonsense?"

Qin Qiong had a black line on her face and almost wanted to spill the wine in her hand.

This is true of Cheng Yaojin, and the same is true of Cheng Saburo. The father and son like to be squeaky and crooked.

Seeing Qin Qiong and Niu Jinda looking at themselves with bad looks, Cheng Yaojin took a sip of wine.

"Fine, serious business today, stop teasing you two."

"This letter is written by my son to Huai Dao, and this letter is written to Lao Niu, Wei Tuo."

"Take a closer look, it's time for your two dolls to inherit poetry and books."

"??" Qin Qiong wandered in the blood sea of ​​Shishan, who didn't know how many back and forth, and Niu Jinda, who had also experienced many battles, looked at Cheng Yaojin with a bewildered expression.

"Looking at what I did~www.wuxiaspot.com~ don't hurry up and take a look, tell you brothers, our old brothers, I will deliver the letter to your brothers personally."

After Qin Qiong and Niu Jinda got the letters, they couldn't help but stay in a daze.

"I said Lao Cheng, isn't this letter written by your Saburo to my family?"

"Haha... that's right, but your family is pregnant with an honest child like Dao, you dad don't point your head, he dare to stroll to Luoyang?"

"What to do in Luoyang?"

"Of course it is to make a name for itself and sweep the Chinese language world."

"..." Qin Qiong and Niu Jinda looked at Cheng Yaojin, who was blowing so hard, with black lines on their faces.

Unwilling to take care of this nonsense old man, they opened the letters, and they were all very curious. The boy Cheng Saburo asked his baby to go to Luoyang to do something.

After reading this passionate, alluring letter, Qin Qiong inhaled with a toothache.

Subconsciously glanced at his own son who was whispering to Niu Wei Tuo over there, and then glanced at Cheng Yaojin who was eating meat with joy.

This routine seems to be very similar to the routine that Lao Cheng led a vote of old brothers to unify.

"This, is this appropriate?" Niu Jinda wiped his face. Before the person went, his old face was embarrassed for his baby.

"What do you mean, you two don't want to forget. At the beginning, you were cheeky and jumped onto the stage. Why didn't you want to see that your doll is more talented than you two?"

"No, no, of course that's not what I mean. I just think that if you do this, will it..."

"What's going on? Why, I'm not happy that your baby will be able to stay famous in the future?"

"..."