The First Family of Tang Dynasty

When Cheng Chubi said this, he pushed the silly Niu Wei Tuo away, turned his head and left.

A group of people waited, all staring at the back of Cheng Laosan in a dumbfounded manner, watching him push up on his horse, turn the horse's head, and hit the horse straight down the hill, and head towards Chang'an.

"This...this...Brother Chubi! We are good brothers who have cut off chicken heads and burned yellow paper, why don't you send me away!!!"

Li Ke knelt directly on the ground, slammed his fist on the ground, and screamed in grief and indignation.

Fang Jun looked at this Xiongtai and shook his head regretfully, thinking that Fang Mou is also a man with a big waist and a big waist.

Why didn't anyone write me such a famous masterpiece?

Li Zhen's eyes were red, panting heavily, and staring fiercely at the stupid Niu Wei Tuo.

He glanced at His Royal Highness, who was lying in front of him like a puddle of mud, muttering comfortably not knowing what he was muttering.

"Te Niang...I want to go to the northwest. For this poem, it's worth a trip for nothing."

The eldest brother Cheng Chumo looked at the leaving figure of the violent third child, his eyes faintly resentful as a female ghost wandering on the Taiye Pool for thousands of years.

"The third child, my special mother is your brother, your brother, why don't you give it to me?"

"I am also his brother, my dear brother..." The second brother Cheng Chu brightly stared at the back of his third child.

I can't wait to take this old Cheng family's cultural responsibility back, and let him change the poem's name to "Send my brother Cheng Chuliang to Chang'an" in front of everyone.

Over there, just kept shaking his head and shaking his head, and a group of scholars babbling crookedly, at this moment, they all looked dumbfounded at the back of Cheng Saburo who was riding away.

The friend who was being sent off heard the masterpiece of Cheng Chubi's roar, his eyes were directly red.

Why, he is not my friend, why, just because I don’t have a Niubi surname?

One of them, boldly, walked over here.

When there are more than ten steps away from the hideous and desperate dude of this gang, he stopped.

"Dare to ask my dear friends, who is the talented person who just wrote poetry?"

The eldest brother Cheng Chu happily happily advertised for his own brothers.

"He, he is naturally the general of the heir to poetry, the youngest of Lu Guo Gong's mansion, Cheng Chubi."

The scholar looked at him in a daze, and he seemed to take it for granted, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"It turned out to be him, as expected it was him... As expected of the literary and military talents who wrote the long-named chrysanthemum poem..."

Then after saying goodbye, he lifted his front and quickly ran back to his companions, spitting and gesticulating.

I saw that gang of literati thumped their chests and sighed with emotion.

There are even people repeating this freshly released poem that will last forever.

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Niu Wei Tuo stood there in a daze, Mo Chou had no confidant in the way ahead, no one in the world knew the king...

The mood is very complicated, my special mother's has already begun to become famous, and it is this incredible way to become famous.

I saw the brothers who were still full of sorrow and emotion at me just now, hard to leave.

At this moment, there were two hideous expressions that showed murder and wanted to kill and set fire.

Niu Wei Tuo twisted his neck uncomfortably. "Brothers, I..."

"If you don't want to go, hurry back to Chang'an and change for me." Yuchi Baolin's eyes widened unwillingly.

day! This is a noun. But is this your attitude towards good brothers who cut chicken heads and burned yellow paper? Scum, real scum!

"Enough of you guys, I'm a **** **** like you guys assholes."

Niu Wei Tuo directly exploded his hair, and angrily made an obscene gesture at the **** brothers who had red eyebrows and green eyeballs.

Then he turned on his horse and went straight to the west.

Nima, stay here for a while, wondering if this bunch of **** will do anything that is infuriating between people and gods.

He actually wanted to grab Lao Tzu's reputation, and went away. Even if the old cow broke his legs, he would have to climb to the northwest.

Niu Jiujin murmured in a daze. "My son is afraid that he will really be famous."

"Nonsense, you guys didn't get to that gang of good brothers who wanted to eat people, so you had to take a knife and chop people, and leave quickly."

Niu Bajin rolled his eyes, patted his horse and left.

The north wind blows, the snowflakes flutter, and a dude is wailing.

At this moment, Niu Baifu, who had already taken off his robe from inside the Niu Mansion, put on a hard shorts and jumped onto his horse.

Urging the dozen or so brothers around him, the master sent someone back to the mansion to give instructions, and Niu Baifu naturally did not dare to neglect.

Personally led the sixteen most elite Niu's family generals, ready to rush to reunite with the son.

They will follow the son to fight on the battlefield to protect the only bloodline of Lao Niu's family.

When they rushed out of the west gate in a hurry, they saw a group of dudes with dull expressions and blurred eyes lazily riding their horses towards the city of Chang'an.

Niu Baifu hurriedly stopped and asked, only to realize that the son had just left, so he hurried to chase after him.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but subconsciously turned his head and looked up, feeling deeply moved inside.

Unexpectedly, they had such a strong friendship with their son. The son went west to Chang'an, and they were as depressed as a sick chicken.

This news must be told to the son, so that he can understand that there are still many good brothers in Chang'an City who are concerned about him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Others are not in a high mood, or can even be said to be very depressed. It didn't take long for the depression to recover.

Yuchi Baolin was also recovering together, and the three Tie Hanhan began to smile with hippies.

Yuchi Baolin touched her belly and couldn't help complaining a little bit authentically. "It's all to blame for your third child, doing Shilaozi's poems well."

"Everyone was lost, and I didn't eat a few mouthfuls of a meal, and I didn't drink enough wine."

Li Ke's face went black right away. It's a splendid mess, and our brothers are not criminal gangs. Is that a parting party, okay?

Too lazy to take care of this Tiehan Han, Li Ke looked at Cheng Chu silently. "The meal just now was requested by the younger brother, this will be a while, ha ha..."

As the hospitable Cheng family, of course they are not so stingy that they don't even ask for a meal.

The two brothers led the depressed brother to the Chengjia Restaurant in Dongshi.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the street corner near the Cheng's restaurant, Li Ke hurriedly grabbed Cheng Chumo.

"Brother, wait a minute, it seems that several senior soldiers are squatting at the door."

Several good brothers are poking their heads and looking around. It is true that General Cheng must have just invited a vote of old brothers to come here to eat and drink.

So that General Niu, who was saddened by the parting of his father and son, could sorrow through wine.

"Oh, forget it, don't go, I'll be caught by Dad and the others in a while, and I won't be able to do it well." Li Zhen and Li Siwen both sighed.

Others are also unwilling to squat with their father.

"It's okay you guys, since your elders are here, why don't we just take care of it."

Li Ke, the unhealthy prince and dude of the Tang Dynasty, turned his model eyes and smiled wickedly.