The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chubi nodded and said towards Cheng Yaojin.

"Father, you are going to the battlefield. It is commonplace for the soldiers on the battlefield to be injured."

"Since the child can't go to the battlefield, I want to let the soldiers and generals in the mansion know some first aid common sense."

"On the battlefield, someone was cut. How can we clean up the wounds and bandage them in the first place to prevent wound infections..."

Hearing what Cheng Chubi said, the eldest brother Cheng Chumo nodded with approval. "Father, the child also thinks that the third brother makes sense."

"Furthermore, our Datang, speaking of our ability to deal with wounds, this is definitely the third one of our family..."

The eldest brother raised his thumb while talking, and the second elder brother who was chewing on his bones.

He also stretched out his oily fingers and shook his stroke, and then continued to struggle.

Cheng Yaojin glared disgustingly at the foodie cock, and then he stroked the needle-like thick beard with a wide-eyed smile.

"Hahaha, yes, dad supports you, you can teach them more these days, maybe you can save a few more lives."

With the approval of his father, Cheng Chubi also smiled openly.

After thinking about it, I felt that there should be this opportunity left, just in time to offer those good treasures that I prepared for my father.

"Father, it's not just these, the boy also prepared some equipment for you.

Who, go talk to Cheng Liang, and bring the box on the far left of my study. "

"Oh, you kid, what good stuff did you prepare for Dad?" Cheng Yaojin said curiously and happily.

"Father, you will be able to see it in a while." Cheng Chubi said with a reserved smile.

With little effort, Cheng Liang brought a small box and handed it to Cheng Yaojin's hand.

After Cheng Yaojin opened it, something familiar appeared in it.

"The third child, isn't this the thing you often wear during surgery?"

Cheng Chubi simply copied one out, carried it into his own hand, and showed it to his two elder brothers and relatives.

This is a glove made of sheepskin, lined with cloth, and covered with iron sheets on the fingers and back of the hand.

In fact, Cheng Chubi was thinking of a hand armor similar to the Middle Ages, but time was too tight.

In addition, if you want to make the best steel nowadays, you won't be able to make it in a short while.

Cheng Chubi could only retreat and make a gadget similar to a tactical glove for his father.

"Father, you're going to the northwest, traveling all the way north. You have this in the wind and sun.

Not only can it play a role in keeping warm and cold, but it can also play a role in times of emergency. "

"This one is for normal use, and I also made a cold-proof one, which is specially used in winter..."

Cheng Yaojin copied the winter version of Chengfu secret plate-made tactical gloves, stuffed his big hand inside, moved his fingers, and couldn't help but sigh.

Immediately after that, he picked up the pair of daily funds and tried his hand again, and couldn't help but cast his gaze on Cheng Chubi.

When Cheng Chubi saw the complicated face of his father Cheng Yaojin, he couldn't help but wonder. "Father, it's not easy to use?"

"Who the **** dare to say that this thing is not useful, dad smoke him for you."

Cheng Yaojin slapped Cheng Chubi's shoulder heavily.

Then he looked at the gloves in his hands, and couldn't help but glanced at his third child, his eyes were both admired and surprised.

"Do you know that you kid knows that fighting in a large army is the most fearful of the cold winter, why?"

"It is because the weather is too cold, soldiers are most likely to develop frostbite.

In severe cases, even if the weapon is unsafe, how can there be any combat power? "

Next to him, the eldest brother also put on a glove, even clenched into a fist.

He hit the case twice, his eyes glistened and he made a sound.

The second brother Cheng Chuliang picked up the cut short dagger and poked it several times on the iron sheet on the back of the cold-proof hand.

"It's still the third child, your brain is easy to use, you actually...Ah! Why are you kicking me, father?"

Cheng Yaojin snatched the cold-proof gloves back, and stared at his second child in hatred of iron and steel.

"This is a new thing from the third child. If you break it, believe it or not, I will kick you out of the room."

Cheng Chubi cast a blank look at his Tiehan second brother with disgust, and he really convinced him.

After clearing up the second child, the bullet suppressed the unstable factors in the hall, Cheng Yaojin looked at the gloves in his hands, his face was very serious.

"I don't know, even the sixteen guards in Chang'an, every winter is the coldest time.

At the end of the day of the performance, there are many people who cannot hold arms because of frostbite. "

Without saying anything, Cheng Yaojin stuffed the two pairs of gloves back into the box and copied them in his hands, then waved his hand.

"Well, boss and second child you stay at home honestly. Third child, you come with me."

"Father, where are we going?"

"Where else can I go? Naturally, go to the head coach who conquered Tu Guhun this time. You are at the mansion of Uncle Li Jing."

Cheng Chubi glanced at the wine and delicacies on the table and saw that his father had already taken a stride towards the outside of the hall.

I quickly picked up a chicken leg while gnawing at the same time, and quickly followed the pace of my father, before leaving the front hall, just when the chicken leg was finished.

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"General Cheng, what are you..."

Outside the gate of Li Jing's mansion, Li Jing's family looked at Cheng Yaojin and Cheng Saburo as they were walking up the stairs.

Cheng Yaojin said to the famous Ding Shensheng~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Hurry up and talk to General Li, saying that Cheng has an urgent business and begs to see the general. It’s about the West's conquest of Yuhun, so go quickly. "

After a short time, the steward of Li's mansion rushed to the gate of the mansion to greet him, and led Cheng Yaojin and his son to the study room in the mansion.

The military **** Li Jing, who had gray beard and a spine as straight as a javelin, stood up.

"Brother Zhijie, come in quickly, and even Chu Bixian nephew is here..."

Cheng Yaojin looked at Cheng Chubi who was saluting Li Jing, but his expression was honest.

"No way, this matter happened to be caused by our youngest third. If we don't bring him over, Lao Cheng is worried that he can't understand it."

Li Jingyile, just your Cheng Yaojin's mouth, and something you don't understand? That's right, stubbornness is your strong point.

"Let's talk about it, what is this..."

Before Li Jing could finish asking, Cheng Yaojin took out his gloves from the box Cheng Chubi was holding and handed them to Li Jing.

"This thing is called a glove. It was made by my third child." Cheng Yaojin smiled.

"You know, the third child of my family is filial. Cheng is not going to fight in Tuguhun."

"This kid, I'm afraid that my dad will suffer from the hardships, so I changed the law to let me, the dad, suffer less in the bitter northwestern land."

"No, I just made this thing. I tried it and thought it was really a good thing.

So, I came here to ask you, the coach of the Western Expeditions, to make an idea. "

Following Cheng Chubi's detailed explanation, there was another supplementary speech by Cheng Yaojin, plus another real object as an example.

Li Jing also quickly understood the beauty of this thing, and glanced at the beautiful youngest Cheng Lao San of the old Cheng family in surprise.