The First Family of Tang Dynasty

At most, Cheng Sanlang just kept his mouth shut, spread his legs, low salt, oil and sugar, etc.

And the stone in Empress Zhangsun's heart finally fell back into her stomach. She took Li Mingda and prepared to greet the Emperor Taishang, leaving the space for the Weng husband-in-law.

Li Shimin flipped through the various catalogues of regulations written by Cheng Sablang that made his scalp tingling, raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Sablang, who was about to speak.

Suddenly the door curtain was lifted again, and Li Mingda came quickly.

"My daughter has seen her father, and her mother said that she has to keep these things, but she can't throw them away."

"...Could it be that let Dad go missing?"

Li Shimin couldn't help but whimper in a low voice, but he honestly handed it to his unselfish, smiling sweet daughter.

Seeing Li Shimin staring at him resentfully, Cheng Chubi helplessly wiped his face.

"Father-in-law, the things that my son-in-law wrote down are really only good for your body, not bad."

"Okay... I thank you for your kindness, let's talk about something serious. Do you still remember the thing you mentioned to Ke'er yesterday?"

While speaking, out of the corner of Cheng Chubi's eyes, he saw a well-dressed man, oh no, he was a man in a very formal official uniform.

Sitting not far away, holding a pen in his hand, this scene instantly made Cheng Chubi feel familiar. He remembered that it was a long time ago that someone recorded the answer between the ruler and the minister.

After all, His Majesty would always make inappropriate jokes with his junior, or he would use a big stick to drive his honest and loyal junior all over the palace.

This kind of black history must not talk about martial arts, but the old man who likes to pretend to be a sage king will definitely not be happy to write it down.

That's why many of the witty answers between him and His Majesty the Tang Emperor did not fall on the paper.

It has to be said that this is a pity. Unfortunately, although I have enough brain power, it is useless to memorize all of it?

What else can you do other than go back and write it in your diary? And we had to wait for this An Ran to close his eyes. When everyone started to burn paper, I was afraid that even the diary would not be made public.

After all, I have a very good relationship with Li Chengqian and Li Xiang, so I'm embarrassed to show off the dark history of their elders.

"Cheng Saburo, this old man is squatting in front of you, where are you looking?"

Cheng Chubi, whose thoughts were so attached to his wings, quickly turned his head and grinned at the gloomy old man.

"What my husband wants to say is that my son-in-law mentioned that the stallholders go to the mu and the officials and the people pay grain together?"

"Actually, this one needs no explanation at all, it's very simple... Well, my son-in-law also thinks that we should analyze it in depth.

Exploring the benefits that this stall can bring to the court with the integration of officials and the people into the acre..."

Cheng Chubi felt that it was a literal meaning, and it was easy to understand, but when he saw the unhappy expression of the old man and his bulging eyes.

What else can I say, I can say it if I like to hear it. It's better to say more, such as watering.

For Cheng Sanlang, who has been on forums, engaged in Weibo, and played various end-of-year summaries, this is not a problem at all.

As a top student with high historical achievements, Cheng Chubi still has a certain say in various political changes in Chinese history.

And when he showed off the things that later scholars and experts had tinkered with.

When it fell into the ears of the emperor of the Tang Dynasty, who did not talk about martial arts, he felt deeply, and even made people feel a sense of joy.

He looked at the Emperor of Tang who was listening intently, but his cheeks were flushed with excitement, and his ears were at least one or two shades bigger than the redness of his cheeks. I originally thought that I would be able to enjoy a peaceful time in Gaochang Kingdom, but I didn't expect that it would be less than a year before things came.

Gaochang King Qu Wentai decided to hold a big banquet and invited him into the city for a feast.

He dispatched elites again, ready to eat his subordinates.

Fortunately, Ashnadur was not unprepared, and soon learned from the spies that there were a large number of troops and horses mobilizing inside and outside the city.

When, without hesitation, he drew his sword and killed Gao Chang's messenger who had lured him into the city,

He led his personal guards to fight a **** road and rushed back to the camp, rescued the remnants who escaped from the encirclement of Gaochang soldiers, and went straight to the east to the Tang Dynasty.

The arrival of Ashnadur not only brought a map, but also brought a lot of information about Gaochang, the countries of the Western Regions, and the grasslands of Mobei.

Now, King Qu Wentai of Gaochang has begun to harass the border town of Datang, which also proves the correctness of the information brought back by Ashnardur from the side.

Gaochang King Qu Wentai, this bastard, has betrayed the Tang Dynasty and became the lackey of the Western Turks.

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Cheng Chubi, Li Ke, and Fang Jun jumped off the horse's backs and asked the guards to take down the iron stove and pottery pipes from the carriage behind them.

Of course, two big baskets of peat were unloaded from the car.

Seeing these three strange things that were unloaded at the palace gate, the generals of the Imperial Army guarding at the palace gate couldn't help but be stunned.

"The last commander has met His Royal Highness King Wu. The process of meeting is too frequent, and I have met Second Young Master Fang. I wonder what the three of you want to do?"

Li Ke, who was good at dancing with long sleeves, stepped forward to give a salute and said happily with a smile.

"It turned out to be General Zhao Lang. This is a new object invented by Cheng Taichang. It is called an iron stove, and it is specially used to burn peat."

"We're going to take it and present it to Your Majesty. I'd like to trouble Zhao Lang to call you a few people to help you get it."

It was dedicated to His Majesty again, so this general Zhao Lang didn't have much to say, so he had to bite the bullet and call in a few soldiers, as well as wooden sticks and ropes.

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When I arrived at the Ganlu Palace, I found out that His Majesty had already rushed to the Yanjia Palace where the sand table is located.

Just when Li Shimin was pointing at the huge sand table with Li Ji and Ashnatuer.

Zhao Kun heard the muttering of the guards who came from outside the gate of the courtyard, and couldn't help being a little confused. He glanced at His Majesty and the two important ministers in the house.

After thinking about it for a while, he braced himself and walked into the room.

When Li Shimin saw Zhao Kun's expression of hesitating to speak, he couldn't help throwing a puzzled expression.

"Your Majesty, Cheng Taichang, His Royal Highness King Wu, and Second Young Master Fang are coming here, and they are carrying a lot of things, saying that they are to be presented to His Majesty."

"Those three guys?" Li Shimin couldn't help but look a little weird when he heard that the three scourges had something to offer him.

"Forget it, let them in."

After a while, Cheng Chubi, Li Ke and Fang Jun stepped into the house and bowed respectfully towards Li Shimin and the two important Tang officials.

Li Shimin stroked his long beard and looked at the three people with a smile, but his eyes finally fell on Cheng Chubi.

"No gift, in this cold day, do you have any good things you want to give to this old man?"

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