The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Seeing Cheng Sanlang leaving, Li Shimin just went to bed, but the **** came to report, saying that it was General Chai who asked to see him.

Empress Zhangsun raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhao Kun, who hurriedly bowed.

"Niangniang, the minister just told General Chai that Cheng Sanlang needed that medicine urgently, and His Highness asked the minister to find General Chai..."

"Well done." Li Shimin nodded slightly towards Zhao Kun with satisfaction, he was indeed his most trusted confidant and the head of the guard, and he did things properly, which made people feel at ease.

Turning his head, Li Shimin patted her slender hand in relief when he saw the somewhat worried look in Guanyin's maid's eyes.

"It's okay, come here, let him in."

Not long after, Chai Shao stepped into the hall and saw Li Shimin sitting down in front of the iron stove, where he was chatting and laughing with Empress Changsun and Princess Jinyang in a low voice.

The doubts that he wanted to raise in his heart finally disappeared, and he quickly stepped forward and bowed to Li Shimin, who had already stood up.

"Chai Qing, why are you here?" Li Shimin asked with a normal expression.

His Majesty was naturally healthy, so Chai Shao talked about the big event that happened at the court meeting today.

After talking about Zhuxiang Kungfu, Chai Shao got up and said goodbye.

At this time, Li Mingda hurried to the door of the palace and called Chai Shao.

"Uncle, please stay."

"This is the medicine I borrowed from my uncle just now. Many thanks to my uncle."

Chai Shao took the small medicine bottle from Li Mingda and couldn't help asking curiously.

"Dare to ask Your Highness, what does Cheng Saburo do with this thing?"

Li Mingda, who had a smart mind and a keen response, smiled a little embarrassedly when he heard the words of his uncle Chai Shao.

He whispered in his uncle Chai Shaodi's ear.

Chai Shao looked at Li Mingda with a stunned expression. Seeing the affirmative look in the other's eyes, Chai Shao couldn't help but raise his thumb.

However, he quickly reacted in time and switched his thumb back to the hand-in-hand state.

Li Mingda saw that General Chai was leaving quickly, and only then did he return to the hall.

"Mingda, what did your uncle say?"

"My uncle asked his daughter what he did with the medicine, and the daughter said it was Brother Cheng's idea."

Ying? Father and mother probed their eyes, Li Mingda smiled smugly, and raised his fingers.

"Because third brother Cheng just stole Daddy's fishing rod to go fishing, and broke several fishing rods. He was worried that Daddy would get angry, so he had to prepare it first."

"!!!"

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"How many fishing rods did the old man break?!" Li Shimin's eyes bulged instantly.

"Dad, it's not Brother Cheng San, it's because my daughter doesn't know how to fish, so I just broke two pieces. Don't get angry, okay..."

Looking at the little hand that was grabbing at his sleeve and swaying and never letting go, the flames that Li Shimin had just started slammed twice. Therefore, His Majesty the Great Tang Emperor, who was wise and sympathetic to the younger generation, decided to give him a stab at it. A solid reward.

Let nephew Chu Bi feel the solid elder love from the elders.

Seeing that Cheng Chubi couldn't help but be elated and elated.

With a snap, he put the edict in his hands, and looked at the long motorcade with affection.

Gu "Uncle is really a good man, he actually gave so many things... What, father-in-law, how much wealth and silk did your majesty give to Cheng, why isn't it written on it?"

When the housekeeper, Uncle Fu heard Cheng Saburo's questioning, he couldn't help but focus on this side.

The **** struggled to control his facial muscles.

"Cheng Taichang, Your Majesty gave Cheng Taichang your reward. There are 10,000 catties of corn, 10,000 catties of wheat, 10,000 catties of rice, 10,000 catties of soybeans, 10,000 catties of peat, and a hundred sheep.

By the way, there are also 1,000 catties of oil, 1,000 catties of dried meat, 1,000 catties of caster sugar, 1,000 catties of sesame seeds, 1,000 catties of salt, and 1,000 catties of dried fruits..."

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

"Wait a minute... Don't you have some dry goods? For example, copper plates or silk or something."

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

"Your Majesty said that if these things add up, there can be two or three thousand pieces, which is enough for Cheng Taichang to live a prosperous and peaceful New Year."

Cheng Chubi pulled his face and looked at this dead **** whose mouth kept opening and closing, but the more he looked at him, the more he hated him.

God is so rich and peaceful, is this what Lao Tzu wants?

Butler Fu's face was a bit dumbfounded, he always felt that it was His Majesty who was playing tricks on his third son.

Seeing Third Young Master's unhappy face, he hurried forward and called the **** aside and asked him if he had the list in his hand.

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

"Three young masters, with so many good things, we can spend a lot of money and silk in the Lu Guogong's mansion for the New Year this year."

Cheng Chubi laughed dryly with a black line on his face, and only then did he weakly perfunctory.

Depressed, he went to Fuzhong. It seems that thirty years later, the plan of tomb tombs must be implemented according to the quality and quantity. The last three days will be a small one, and ten days will be a big one.

Every month, I invite a few little sisters who don't cover themselves to jump on the grave. If not, it's really hard to solve the hatred in my heart.

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But soon, Cheng Chubi turned around and left the house again. He asked the housekeeper, Uncle Fu, for the reward list and studied it carefully.

Since Uncle Li is doing this~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Although he is disgusted, he seems to have all the raw materials he needs to make compressed dry food.

Um, is this also considered waste utilization? No no no, this should be called flexibility in application.

Cheng Chubi picked up a piece of jerky about a foot and a half in length from the pile of jerky.

In ancient times, this thing was also called beam repair, also called candi. It is a daily gift that was often used to give friends and guests in ancient times.

Even ancient apprentices used this thing, and I don't know if the earliest Jiji was just this hard and sturdy jerky.

Cheng Chubi looked at this kind of hard and sturdy jerky with a lot of thoughts, and he didn't know what to eat.

The old Cheng family raised so many barrows with fat heads and big ears, so they would definitely not eat this kind of thing with sore teeth and bones that they couldn't chew for fear.

Cheng Chubi had a gloomy face, and slapped the jerky in his hands, his eyes flickering.

With that appearance, not to mention the eunuch, even the fat and strong family members of the Cheng family consciously walked around this third young master who was obviously not in a beautiful mood.

Uncle Li's edict seems to be half-written, taking into account the reason why Cheng Sanlang's classical Chinese is not good enough.

The general idea is that the old man heard that you feel sorry for your poor family, nephew Chubi, and almost went to the place where you can drink the northwest wind.

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