The First Family of Tang Dynasty

At this moment, Li Ke couldn't help but wiped his face, rubbing his eyebrows.

"Brother Chubi, have you figured out what we should do?"

"What do you do?" Cheng Chubi looked at Li Ke with a bit of astonishment.

Li Ke stretched out his hands with a black line on his face, sullenly.

"Please, why did we come here at the beginning? Did you forget Chu Bi brother?"

Cheng Saburo was immediately happy, spreading his hands as well, with a straightforward expression on his face.

"Aren't we working very hard to bear the pressure on Li Bing part?"

"It doesn't seem to be sharing the pressure. The soldiers and horses of the Yaozhou Governor's Mansion are about to take down the entire eastern part of southern Tubo, okay?"

"After Natsavajung City falls into my Datang, the plateau we have seized is probably a bit bigger than the entire Yaozhou."

Cheng Chubi smashed his mouth, eh...think about it carefully, really, what he originally planned was to defeat the gang of Tubos on the plateau first.

Then I figured out a way to establish a stronghold, and then had a good relationship with the Zhaoqiang tribe on the plateau that had once surrendered to the Tang Dynasty.

This allowed Datang to gain a firm foothold on the edge of the plateau, but the problem came. His original plan was like only on the plateau, a dance floor, to dance a gentle and slow old-age dance step: Slow Four.

But the problem is that the dance partner Tubo is so hard that he has to use the speed of tango to work hard to stay close to the dance partner.

As a result, this veneer directly brought down the eastern part of southern Tubo. "Stupefied to do something, hurry up and unload the grain from the cart first..."

When Cheng Chubi left the mansion gate, he saw the long convoy extending from the mansion gate to the distance, and saw the fat and strong Cheng family unloading goods.

Sack by sack was unloaded from the car. And this time,

The **** who was in charge of escorting the car saw Cheng Chubi and quickly stepped forward to give a salute to the rewarded Cheng Saburo.

After paying a salute to the eunuch, Cheng Chubi looked affectionately at the endless convoy, as if it stretched to the entrance of the square.

"I said father-in-law, what kind of treasure did your Majesty reward Cheng?"

The **** saw Cheng Saburo's expression, and he forcibly resisted the dumb fart that almost came out.

Rubbing his face, he took a hand out from his arms with a serious expression and handed it to Cheng Chubi's hand.

After Cheng Chubi took it, he couldn't wait to open the handout.

Uncle Li's handbook seemed to be half-literal and half-white considering the reason why Cheng Saburo was not qualified in classical Chinese.

The general idea is that the old man heard that Chu Bixian nephew, you feel sorry for your poor family, and you almost have to go to the place where you are about to drink northwest wind.

This made the old man very uneasy, and felt that no matter what, he couldn't let a meritorious minister like a nephew starve and serve his country.

Therefore, His Majesty the Emperor of Tang, who is a wise man and a compassionate younger generation, decided to give a solid reward.

Let Chu Bixian nephew feel the solid love of the elders.

Seeing Cheng Chubi couldn't help but feel excited and exuberant.

He snapped the imperial order in his hand, and looked at the long convoy with affection.

"Uncle is really a good person, he actually rewarded so many things...what, father-in-law, how much money did your majesty reward Cheng? Why is it not written on it?"

Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, heard Cheng Saburo's questioning, and couldn't help but turn his attention here.

The **** tried to control his facial muscle expression.

"Cheng Taichang, your majesty gave Cheng Taichang a reward. The total is ten thousand catties of corn, ten thousand catties of wheat, ten thousand catties of rice, ten thousand catties of soybeans, ten thousand catties of peat, and one hundred sheep.

By the way, there is one thousand catties of oil, one thousand catties of dried meat, one thousand catties of fine sugar, one thousand catties of sesame seeds, one thousand catties of salt, one thousand catties of dried fruit..."

As the **** in front of him shook his head, Cheng Chubi's face became darker and darker, and it was almost as dark as the base color of the lard residue that had been fried for ten years.

"Wait... don't you have any dry goods? For example, copper plates or silk and silk."

"That's not true." Seeing Cheng Taichang's increasingly dark face, the **** stepped back cautiously and shook his head slowly.

"His Majesty said, how can these things add up to two or three thousand guan, which is enough for Cheng Taichang to spend a prosperous and peaceful New Year."

Cheng Chubi pulled a face and watched the dead eunuch, who kept opening and closing his mouth.

God is rich and peaceful, is this what I want?

Uncle Fu's face was a bit dumbfounding, and he always felt that his Majesty was playing tricks on his third son.

Seeing San Gongzi's unhappy face, he quickly stepped forward and called the **** aside, asking him if he had a list in his hand.

When he was finished, he turned his head to comfort Cheng Chubi.

"San Gongzi, with so many good things, we can spend a lot less money in Lu Guo Gong's New Year's Eve this year."

Cheng Chubi gave a dry smile twice with a black line on his face, and then he said weakly.

Depressed and headed to Fuzhong, it seems that after thirty years, the Tombhead Bengdi plan must be implemented in accordance with quality and quantity, with a small bounce in the last three days and a large bounce in ten days.

Every month, I invite a few undressed young ladies to go to the grave and jump on the head. Otherwise, it is really hard to understand the hatred in my heart.

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But soon, Cheng Chubi turned around and left the house again, and asked the housekeeper Fu Uncle to come to the list of rewards and study it carefully.

Since Uncle Li did this, even though he was very disgusting, at any rate the raw materials he needed to make compressed dry food seemed to be complete.

Well, this is also considered waste utilization? No, no, this should be called flexible application.

Cheng Chubi picked up a piece of dried meat about one and a half feet long from the pile of dried meat. The weight was so heavy that it felt as firm as the dried meat of a wooden stick.

In ancient times, this thing was also called Shuxiu, or Xie. In ancient times, it was often used as a daily gift for friends and guests~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and even ancient apprentices would use this thing. I don't know if the earliest ruler is this hard and strong jerky.

Cheng Chubi looked at this kind of hard and strong jerky with thoughts, and he didn't know how to eat the jerky.

The old Cheng family raises so many steers with fat heads and big ears, and they certainly wouldn't eat this kind of stuff that the teeth and bones are sour that they can't chew.

Cheng Chubi had a sullen face, slapped the dried meat in his hands, his eyes flickering.

That look, not to mention that eunuch, even a fat and strong Cheng Fu Jiading, consciously walked around the third son who was obviously in a very unbeautiful mood. The old Cheng family raises so many steers with fat heads and big ears, and they certainly wouldn't eat this kind of stuff that the teeth and bones are sour that they can't chew.

Cheng Chubi had a sullen face, slapped the dried meat in his hands, his eyes flickering.

That look, not to mention the eunuch, even the fat and strong Cheng Fu Jiading, consciously walked around the third son who was obviously in a very unbeautiful mood.