The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Hearing Cheng Saburo's question and his expectant eyes, Wang Xuance smiled confidently.

In the Tang Dynasty, no one knew Tianzhu continent better than me, no one.

"Xiao Cheng Taibao, His Royal Highness King Wu, the lower officials dare not say that they are people in the Tang Dynasty. No one knows the customs of Tianzhu continent better than me."

"But the lower officials dare to assure the two of you, but the two of you want to know the customs of which country in Tianzhu Continent.

As well as the specific strength of his country, the officials are considered to know a thing or two. "

"Oh? If that's the case, Cheng Mou should ask for advice. Let's talk about Zhongtianzhu Kingdom..."

Cheng Sanlang and Li Ke stayed in Wang Xuance's mansion for over two hours. Cheng Chubi was unhappy when he saw that Li Ji's old man taught you a lesson for the sake of your kid's good expression.

I just want to ask what the **** is the current military ration, and then give you some good advice.

In the end, why are you so anxious for a young man like me? Neither beat up your two sons nor ate your millet.

Cheng Chubi, who was more and more unhappy as he thought about it, didn't say a word, but those sneaky eyes rolled frequently.

Seeing that Li Ke, a dissolute prince who was very familiar with Brother Chu Bi's temperament, secretly trembled in his heart.

For fear that this Xiongtai will be angry and angry, when will the uncontrollable demon moth come out.

However, Cheng Chubi's silence did not mean that Li Ji, Li Bingbu, the old demon moth who likes to tease the younger generation, would let this young man off so easily.

The important thing is that Li Ji still remembers his dealings with this kid Cheng Sanlang, but he has suffered a loss.

Seeing Cheng Chubi's appearance, he couldn't help laughing, stretched out his big foot and poked Cheng Chubi.

"Cheng Saburo, what do you mean by your sneaky face, you're not convinced?"

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi immediately became stunned, and snarled his neck. "Uncle Li Ji, should we make a bet?"

Seeing Cheng Chubi's unconvincing posture, Li Ji was immediately amused, with a long beard and a smirk on his face.

"Yo? Do you want to gamble with the old man?"

Cheng Chubi said without hesitation.

"If the little nephew can produce a ration that only needs one catty to meet the daily consumption of a soldier. Then you will lose to the little nephew's salary for half a year."

With a pop, Li Shimin directly sprayed out the tea he had just swallowed.

Brother Li Ke and Fang Jun directly hugged their stomachs and shrunk into a shrimp ball shape, if they weren't worried about the presence of their elders.

The two guys were able to flip themselves over and over on the floor to express the mood swings at the moment.

Ashnadul looked at the red and white-faced Cheng Saburo with a dull expression on his face. How could this kid think of making such a bet.

"???" Li Ji's old face turned black into the bottom of an iron pot that had been boiled for centuries. What a **** who lost half a year's salary to you...

Li Ji pulled his face, his fingers trembling with anger.

"Cheng Saburo, you kid, do you know what the half-year salary of the old man is?"

Cheng Chubi hurriedly moved his **** a few times, trying his best to sit far away from the elder who didn't talk about martial arts.

But although people are cowardly, their mouths must not be cowardly. "I don't know but my dad knows."

Li Shimin saw that the old man and the young man were arguing in front of him, and he quickly stood up as a peacemaker.

"Alright, alright, you two, don't argue, just stop for a while."

"Nephew Chubi wants to do this, naturally, it is for the court, but also for my Tang Wu Ben to be able to serve the country better."

"However, Li Qing, your concerns are also right. The soldiers must be full and eat well. Otherwise, where will they have the strength to march to fight and fight hard to kill the enemy."

"Since the two of you are right, it's better to let the old man testify to you in person."

"???" Li Ji looked at His Majesty with a bewildered expression, and he was not feeling well all day.

What do you mean, just because of this kid's words, Li will lose half a year's salary?

Cheng Chubi was overjoyed, and bowed respectfully to Li Shimin and said loudly.

"Okay, nephew, thank you uncle for his righteousness."

Li Shimin's eyes fell on Li Ji and winked at him.

Although Li Ji was full of unwillingness, after seeing Li Shimin's look, he could only look at Cheng Chubi, the little bastard, with a dark face.

"Cheng Sanlang, you can think about it, if you lose, you have to use your father's salary for half a year to compensate the old man, dare you?"

Cheng Chubi's eyes suddenly puffed up, what does this old guy mean, can't he want to hurt someone with a secret arrow?

I bet you, involving my father, you want me to be beaten up by my father and you are just having fun, right?

Cheng Chubi, who saw through Li Ji's evil uncle's sinister and vicious tactics, twitched his neck.

"Uncle Li Ji, you have to be reasonable, it's my nephew who made a bet with you, not my father, if I lose...

Even if the little nephew sells iron by smashing the pot, he will definitely collect property equivalent to your half-year salary to compensate you. "

Li Shimin, His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, is now like a treacherous casino owner who is sitting on the bank.

"Well... this is also possible, what do you think of Li Qing's family?"

"Forget it, since His Majesty has spoken, the old man is too lazy to care about this little bastard. As long as he can get enough, then the minister will reluctantly accept it."

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Fang Jun stared blankly at the old and the young who were spitting each other with spit and green eyes.

And the emperor, who looked very kind on weekdays, had a hypocritical and perfunctory smile on his face at the moment, his eyes were so happy.

"Why, why did you make a bet in the blink of an eye, aren't we here to deliver the iron stove?"

With a look of interest, Li Ke took a sip of chrysanthemum tea and said happily.

"Then what should I do, whoever made Li Bingbu like to tease the younger generation, this will make Brother Chubi angry, tsk tsk..."

"I don't know if Brother Chubi really has such abilities. If so, even if Li Bingbu loses half a year's salary, he won't suffer."

"What do you mean by this?" Fang Jun humbly turned to this man with a lot of heart, and his mind turned fast to ask Brother De for advice.

Li Ke raised his brows, lowered his voice and whispered in Fang Jun's ear.

"Li Ji is the minister of military affairs, if it was because of his bet with brother Chubi, he really came up with military rations that would be beneficial for my Tang army to fight.

Do you think that my father, the emperor, can really make him lose half a year's salary? "

Just as Li Ke and Fang Jun were chattering in a low voice, Zhao Kun had already been ordered to fetch a pen.

Then, His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, Li Shimin, wrote a gambling contract in person, and then handed it over to Cheng Chubi and Li Ji to sign and sign it.

Outside the palace, Li Ke couldn't help but leaned over to Cheng Chuqing and asked.

"Brother Chubi, are you really sure you can get such rations?"

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