The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chubi was in the mansion at the moment, accompanying the increasingly heavier lady Li Mingda in a small circle in the garden of the mansion.

Nowadays, Li Mingda, who is more and more round and jaded, is holding an ice cream that is no more than an inch long and is extremely small and exquisite.

She put out her tongue and sipped it happily, then narrowed her eyes happily.

"It's delicious, thank you, Brother Cheng San, you are so kind." Li Ke was immediately amused.

"Brother Chubi, look at what you said, not to mention our brothers. Even if you catch a common man in Chang'an, who doesn't know General Cheng's evil... prestige."

"Yes, yes, my brother also thinks that Uncle Cheng, like you, brother Chubi, is someone who can stop children from crying at night."

Cheng Chubi's face gradually darkened, and he always felt that these two boys deserved to be beaten.

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

"What I'm asking is, as you must all know, my father is good at military affairs and military strategy. Well, in terms of literature and art, he has a little bit of flaws."

Li Ke and Fang Jun looked at each other and almost burst out laughing.

There is still a slight flaw, tsk tsk... why don't you say that you are afraid that you will receive less than a year's salary for ten years,

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

Seeing the strange expressions on the faces of these two virtuous brothers, Cheng Chubi ignored it. After all, it was time for serious business, and it was not appropriate to kick them.

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

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

Brother Tingtian Chubi is here to count the things his father has done with his fingers, which directly makes Li Ke and Fang Jun widen their eyes exaggeratedly...

It felt as if they were listening to a fantasy, these actions were completely irrelevant to the General Cheng they remembered.

When Cheng Chubi first learned that his father actually still painted landscape paintings, he almost dropped his jaw in shock.

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

As for Go, a time-consuming and grueling chess game, the old Cheng family all feared it like a tiger.

However, my father was able to enjoy it and accompany his wife until midnight.

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"I didn't expect that Uncle Cheng turned out to be such a person."

Li Ke took a deep breath and bowed his hands towards Cheng Chubi with a face full of sincerity.

"It seems that Uncle Cheng can become the first bully in my Tang Dynasty, not only because of his thick skin, but also because of his flexible mind."

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

Fang Jun scratched his head and nodded in agreement.

"Understood, I want to be like Uncle Cheng, trying to learn the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting well, and then use it to please my wife."

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

"Just like you are a brother of Germany, the red flag at home doesn't fall, the colorful flags flutter outside, and the family is still peaceful. Do you know what it is?"

Fang Jun's eyes fell on the brother Wei De who heard Brother Chu Bi mentioning him, he couldn't help holding his head up proudly and looking forward to his prestige.

"Why?"

Gu Ruo

"Of course it's because he has a good brain. Of course, someone like you, brother De, not only has to worry about it, but also has to pay for it, right virtuous brother."

"Of course... Brother Chubi, I understand that this is a lot of effort, but what do you mean by costing your waist?"

Li Ke subconsciously gave a laugh, nodded his head, and reacted, staring at this nonsense Xiongtai with a black face.

Brother Xian, my waist is very good, don't look at my belly is a little big, you don't even have to do seven or eight push-ups without panting, do you know?

"Just kidding, so that the atmosphere can be relaxed, let's continue to talk seriously. Brother Jun, what talents do you have?"

"Talent?" Fang Jun looked at Brother Chu Bi in a daze, and almost wanted to ask if playing stone locks was a variant of talent.

Seeing this guy's dumbfounded expression, Cheng Chubi knew that this guy must be dumbfounded.

"Well, that's it, I'll make a talent form for you, Brother Jun. You'll fill it out carefully in a while, and I'll probably have a clue in my heart."

Li Ke, who likes to join in the fun, naturally won't let such fun things go, and quickly encouraged Cheng Saburo to say.

"The talent table, and this stuff, brother Chubi, please get two more. I'll see how many talents I have."

Hearing Li Ke's words, Cheng Chubi laughed, too, since that's the case, it's better for the three of the moths to be neat and tidy, just three.

Cheng Chubi began to draw the table, and then began to write the talents he could think of into the table.

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

Seeing that Brother Chu Bi was writing and writing, Li Ke and Fang Jun also joined in.

They are also creating a form in various ways, and cross or draw a circle according to the terms and conditions listed by Brother Chu Bi.

Li Ke, the rambunctious prince, is indeed the master of all his talents. He can play the piano, play the Xiao, play the flute, and play the pipa in a circle.

As for dancing, he hesitated for a long time, and finally got up without drawing a circle or a cross.

After all, he really can dance, but now his belly is a little big, and it is really indecent to twist it.

However, after stretching his neck to see Brother Chubi drawing a circle in the dancing column, Li Ke not to be outdone, and also drew a circle.

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But soon, the more Li Ke and Fang Jun looked at it, the more they felt that the project written by brother Chubi was more outrageous.

What the **** is playing the guitar, and what the **** is playing 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 interjected. "Brother Chubi, what's all this mess behind you, what do you mean by photography?"

Cheng Chubi was amused when he saw these things he wrote behind him, and quickly explained while crossing it.

"Oops... I'm sorry, I wrote hi, you don't need to pay attention."

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

Cheng Chubi was not happy when he heard the word "ghost thing". After all, he used to be the guitarist and lead singer of the Screaming Heavy Metal Band of Medical College.

How can I allow others to insult my former hobbies and the good treasures who display their talents.

"This guitar, similar to the pipa, is a plucked instrument, and this guitar is not some kind of shit.

To say it, this is the most wonderful artifact for young and green young ladies. "

"Haha..." Li Ke and Fang Jun invariably let out perfunctory numb laughter.

"You guys are shit, do you know, when someone in Cheng... Forget it, I can't tell you guys who have a deep gap between generations."