The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Dragging his exhausted body, he returned to the house. Cheng Chubi lay down for a while. He heard the voice of Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, before he got up to greet him.

Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, looked at Cheng Chubi's tired face and couldn't help but persuade him.

"My son, you have been working so hard these past few days... If you have anything, just tell the younger ones, why bother yourself."

"It's okay, Uncle Fu, what should be busy, I'm almost done, and the rest is to work hard for you, Uncle Fu." Cheng Chubi smiled.

Then he picked up the detailed list from the case, and pointed to the case.

"Uncle Fu, I will read it, and you will copy it."

Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, glanced over the piece of paper in San Gongzi's hand, looked at the handwriting on it that looked like a ghost drawing, and the corner of his eyes twitched.

I don't know what's going on. Why is his San Gongzi so talented, and his poetry and poetry made the scholars of Datang feel deeply embarrassed.

But it is the words of San Gongzi, it is really beyond words to describe. Well, it can't be described by ugly words anymore.

Because the things written by San Gongzi looked like a worm from a distance, and looked at the centipede up close, they were twisted and twisted like a bunch of unknown lines.

The third son was able to look at the lines and say a lot of words. With this ability, Cheng Fu felt afraid that he would not be able to find a second place even after searching for Datang.

When the butler Fu Uncle sat down, Cheng Chubi picked up his manuscript and began to read it.

Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, was responsible for copying what Cheng Chubi had said, and then he hurried to purchase it.

For example, the white cloth needed for bandages, the greased paper used to wrap the sterilized bandages, and the gloves that have already produced samples are indispensable.

Although after the contributions and statements of Li Jing and Cheng Yaojin, he was Li Shimin who had personally fought on the battlefield for many years.

Of course, he was aware of the role of this glove, and immediately approved the promotion of the glove in the military.

And let the Ministry of Industry speed up the production of gloves, and strive to be distributed to the soldiers who are going to expedition before the army marches west.

However, the quality and workmanship of Lao Cheng's customized version are naturally far superior to the batch products of the Ministry of Engineering.

In addition, Cheng Chubi also customized a batch of stretcher cloths, which were also handed over to the Cheng family's soldiers.

Just use two long weapons or sticks in to get a simple stretcher.

Allow the injured to lie down on it for easy transfer and transportation.

In addition, a piece of military card was ordered for the family members of Chengfu, that is, a piece of copper.

Engrave the name, age, and blood type of every soldier and general on it.

Also, everyone will order an epaulette for them, and the epaulette also records the same content.

This is of course a precaution, in case the army card is dropped during combat, it can be known on the epaulette anyway.

While taking notes, Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, looked at the three sons who seemed a little groggy, and watched him racking his brains to think about it.

After talking about it for a long time, Cheng Chubi let out a suffocating breath, and was uneasy and authentic towards Uncle Fu.

"Uncle Fu, read it to me again. I see if there is something missing."

After the housekeeper Fu Shu finished reading, he persuaded the relieved Cheng Chubi. "San Gongzi, don't think too much."

Cheng Chubi nodded, stood up and smiled. "Okay, I know, I'm just doing my own part."

Watching Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, leave, Cheng Chubi froze for a long time, and in the end, it all turned into a sigh.

...This is reality. Whether it is a thousand years ago or a thousand years later, war will always be the theme of mankind.

Cheng Chubi couldn't stop it, even as the Datang dynasty, which moved across the world and dominated the Siyi.

Nor can it stop the ambitions of those ambitious neighbors.

Once the ambition begins to burn and it begins to turn into actual action, those unsheathed sharp blades and galloping horses will set off a wave of wars.

Unless, Datang is already strong enough to make everyone desperate and let all the neighbors.

Lost of confrontation with Datang, or hope of plundering resources and wealth from Datang.

Let's look at the future. Cheng Chubi took a deep breath. The first thing to do is to do his job well.

In any case, we must look for opportunities to promote surgery in Datang, even if this is something we can't do well, and we are still talking ass.

Although medicine cannot build a country, it can strengthen the country anyway.

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Wu Meiniang finally waited until Cheng Chubi appeared in the Imperial Medical Office again, took a light step, swayed her slender waist, and came to Cheng Taichang's small courtyard.

"Shunzi...I can't afford...I want...to pass..."

The familiar sound of playing cards came through the courtyard door, and the handyman hurriedly greeted the courtyard, opened the door, and let the martial arts woman step into the hospital.

Cheng Chubi could only reluctantly put down the cards, and for the time being let go of Cheng Ji and Cheng Li, two unfamiliar people who were not familiar with Doudizhu's operations, and were ill-fated by him.

"Brother Cheng..." Wu Meiniang probed into the room, her smoky eyes carefully and carefully looked at Cheng Saburo.

Cheng Sanlang's expression looked normal, and he stood up and greeted Wu Meiniang to beckon her to come and sit down.

Wu Meiniang carefully looked at Cheng Sanlang's facial features, and some people could reflect on the facial features once something happened.

When so angry, the nose flaps, some people close their eyebrows when they are angry, and some people stare when they are surprised.

But the problem was that Cheng Saburo's expression seemed quite normal, so normal that Wu Meiniang was a little suspicious of life.

Seeing that Wu Meiniang had been sneaking up and down with her eyes, looking up and down towards herself.

Cheng Chubi couldn't help being a little dazed, and looked down at him, and there was nothing wrong with him. "Is there something wrong with me?"

Wu Meiniang said, shook her head and smiled sweetly. "No, I just think that Brother Cheng, you look a little different today?"

"Is there?" Cheng Chubi touched his face. As the face of the old Cheng family, he was still so beautiful.

Wu Meiniang rolled her eyes concealedly, and her eyes turned brightly. "Um...it's okay, that...have you seen "A Thousand Words of My Heart" I gave you?"

Cheng Chubi hesitated, walked to the side of the bookshelf, and picked up the "A Thousand Words of a Heart" written and written by Wu Meiniang.

"Look at it a little bit."

"Oh, do you see anything?" Wu Meiniang narrowed her eyes, like a cat watching the feathers dangling in front of her eyes.

Cheng Chubi was a little confused, opened "A Thousand Words of My Heart" and flipped through it.

There is nothing wrong, just talk about some things men and women need to pay attention to when getting along.

There are no people of the same age or the opposite **** around me, there are just a bunch of rough old men of the same age who don't need this stuff at all.

Seeing Cheng Sanlang's expression, Wu Meiniang felt that something was wrong. "You show me..."

After receiving the "A Thousand Words of My Heart" handed over by Cheng Saburo, Wu Meiniang only glanced at it twice, her face immediately changed.

"This this……"

"What's this?" Cheng Chubi said unwillingly. "You can see clearly, there is neither damage nor alteration."

Wu Meiniang's face turned dark, she reluctantly smiled at Cheng Chubi. "That, another one, did you give it to the prince?"

Cheng Chubi looked at Wu Meiniang suspiciously, always feeling that there was something wrong with this girl.

"Well, didn't you say that one of these two books is for me, and the other is for the prince, is there any problem?"

"Ah, of course there is no problem, how could there be a problem." Wu Meiniang subconsciously denied.

But when she thought that the book she had given to Cheng Sange actually fell into the hands of the prince, Wu Meiniang felt crazy inside.

After taking a deep breath frequently and calming down, Wu Meiniang asked in a good manner.

"Brother Cheng, what was the reaction of His Royal Highness after reading it? Uh, I just want to know, what I wrote, is it helpful to His Royal Highness?"

Cheng Chubi happily said. "It must be helpful, but he saw that it was a female handwriting.

However, fortunately, I reacted quickly and quickly said that I was looking for someone to transcribe for me. Hehe, this didn't let him see any flaws. "

Seeing Cheng Sange's triumphant expression, Wu Meiniang's face was a little dark, hehehe directly.

"What about the others, what else?"

Cheng Chubi stood with his hand in hand, recalling the scene at the time, and couldn't help smiling proudly.

"By the way, he said that a gentleman does not take advantage of others, and he insists on returning it to me.

Hmph... He thought I couldn't tell, he clearly wanted to scam someone. "

"Ah? What scam you?" Wu Meiniang was deeply confused. I always feel that something is wrong...

"He's about to get married, and he's in the right place with a woman.

Of course, I wanted to cheat that I didn't get along with women of the same age, and then took the opportunity to laugh at me. "

"Fortunately, I discovered his sinister intentions in time. Just his brain, I want to fight with someone from Cheng."

Had it not been for a woman in front of him, Cheng Chubi would definitely take a bite to express his contempt for the prince.

Wu Meiniang, who has an extraordinary mind and is best at reasoning and calculation, stared blankly.

Looking at this extremely confident and well-founded analysis, Cheng Saburo was speechless.

Then he leaned back weakly on the desk and looked at the stupid wood with blank eyes.

After analyzing the wave confidently and calmly, Cheng Chubi looked down.

"??" Why is this girl so bereaved? The expression is so numb, the eyes are so dull.

"Mei Niang, what's wrong with you?" Cheng Chubi hurriedly sat down and looked at Wu Mei Niang carefully.

"It's okay, I'm okay." Wu Meiniang felt that she could still be rescued, and she reluctantly smiled and sat up straight again.

"Um, apart from this, is there anything unusual about the prince..."

"Similar?" Cheng Chubi touched his jaw and remembered it seriously, and finally remembered.

"There is nothing else strange, but he seemed to have a cold that day."

"When I first saw me, I was either choked by water or coughing constantly. Alas, poor young man..."

"He is too skinny. Such a person is the most frail and sickly. Cough and cold are normal."

"???" Wu Meiniang's pretty face like a spring flower turned black into the bottom of the pot that had been boiled for three years.

God's cold coughed and choked with water.

It's no wonder that the prince would say that a gentleman does not take advantage of others. This is clearly that the prince has already taken the customized version of "A Thousand Words from Your Heart".

I already know the little secrets I wrote to Cheng Sange.

The result was that Cheng Sange continued to be self-righteous. His Royal Highness must be trying to conceal his embarrassment, so he would use one of these methods to cover up.

In the end, Wu Meiniang left with a black face. Before leaving, she picked up the inkstone and stayed there for a few breaths before putting it back.

Such behavior made Cheng Saburo feel jealous. When she watched the girl leave, she still looked slender.

Cheng Chubi shook his head and sighed again and again. Women, it really is a puzzle, and women who pretend to be fierce are even more fierce.

"Who, Cheng Ji!" Cheng Chubi suddenly thought of something after Wu Meiniang's figure disappeared outside the courtyard.

"Hurry up and send this packet of dried incense to Miss Wu, just forgot to give it to him."

"Who else, Cheng Li, come here for a while, and you will find out if there are any wooden inkstones for sale."

"Huh?" Cheng Li looked at his son with a dazed expression. "The Yantai thing seems to be only stone..."

"Is there any wood?" Cheng Chubi glared at the guy unhappily.

But Cheng Li was a real person, and shook his head stubbornly. "This one really doesn't."

Cheng Chubi got hairy straight away and shot over with a tiptoe.

"I said that if you have one, you have to have it. Hurry up, and even if you don't have one, let them take a piece of wood for me."

Cheng Li could only agree with a weeping face, and frankly rushed out of the Imperial Medical Office to purchase a wooden inkstone.

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Just as the lovely Wu Mei's heart was ashen-hearted and her face was like the bottom of a pot, she was walking forward slowly, but she heard a call from behind.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Cheng Ji next to Cheng Chubi holding an oil paper bag and handing it over with a smiling face.

"This is what my son asked me to give to the girl, saying it was the last time you said that the fragrant dried star anise is too strong."

"This time, he reduced the amount of star anise and added more pepper, saying that girl, you will definitely like the taste~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wu Meiniang raised her hand to take it, put it in front of her nose and sniffed it lightly. Her pretty face can't help but gradually come back to life.

However, Miss Wu, who had died to the prince due to social deaths, still felt a little stubborn and bored.

"Why doesn't he send it to me by himself?"

Cheng Ji looked at the beautiful girl with picturesque brows and said in his heart that I don't know, but as a loyal servant of the Lord.

Cheng Ji still decided to plead Cheng Chubi.

"Well, he was just talking about Cheng Li... Hey, where are you going, Cheng Li?"

Cheng Li, with a depressed expression on his face, just walked to the side, first nodded politely towards Wu Meiniang, and then started a complaint against Cheng Ji.

"The son asked me to buy a wooden inkstone."

"I said that this is not true, but the son is not happy. If I say nothing, I have to have it. Let me find a carpenter to carve..."

With a puff, Wu Meiniang's sudden laughter shocked Cheng Ji and Cheng Li.

Wu Meiniang hurriedly covered her delicate red lips, and her eyes waved in her bright and smoky eyes.

"Girl, you are..." Cheng Li asked suspiciously.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, brother Cheng Ji, please tell your third son.

Hmm... The dried fragrant he made this time is much better than the last time, thank him for me. "

After saying this, Wu Meiniang turned around lightly, and the twisted skirt was as light as a butterfly's shadow, spinning without a trace.

Watching this girl Wu who seemed to be a different person humming a jovial tune drifting away.

Cheng Ji murmured quietly at this time.

"What does this girl mean? I didn't even taste a bite, but said that it was better than the dried fragrant that the son made last time. Is this brain..."

"..."