The First Family of Tang Dynasty

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Cheng Chubi began to tell the story of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", while Wu Meiniang listened attentively, writing like flying.

When Wu Meiniang's wrists were sore and numb, she stopped today's transcription work.

Seeing this very exciting and moving but magnificent story, Wu Meiniang sighed while rubbing her wrist.

"This is just the beginning of the story. It is already so exciting. I really look forward to seeing the rest of the story sooner."

"But I just can't stand it..."

"Come on, let me rub it for you. You didn't rub it like that." Cheng Chubi couldn't help but see Wu Meiniang's informal massage technique.

No way, as an excellent medical worker, you can't see crooked ways.

When Cheng Sange's big warm and slightly rough hand caught her right hand, Wu Meiniang subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back.

"Don't move, trust me, my massage technique can definitely make you fly."

Cheng Chubi tightened unhappily, and then seriously rubbed Wu Meiniang.

"Ah, it's sour, it's up...It feels so uncomfortable." Wu Meiniang's pretty face was flushed, and she whispered in embarrassment.

Cheng Chubi hesitated and explained while massaging seriously. "This is normal, you will feel comfortable in a while."

"You have to protect your hands. This "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is a very long one. It starts from the time of the Emperor of the Spirit and ends when the three points return to Shanxi."

"Sure enough, it's a great masterpiece." Wu Meiniang couldn't help but fascinated, looking at Sange Cheng who was seriously massaging.

The way he doesn't speak, especially his serious expression, is really attractive.

Of course, the third brother Cheng is serious and nonsense, and he is also very cute...

Thinking of this, Wu Meiniang felt sweet, and her smile became brighter and more moving.

Wu Meiniang packed up the copied manuscript and left the Imperial Medical Office. She had to take it back to sort it out and copy it again.

After all, dictation is prone to typos and omissions, so it is natural to sort out and transcribe in time.

However, Wu Meiniang has decided to make two copies, one for Brother Cheng, and one for herself.

Such a wonderful story is worthy of repeated appreciation.

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In the palace, in the Lizheng Hall, Changsun Wuji is now happily telling about his nephew.

That is, when Li Tai accepted the lectures from the great Confucians a few days ago, he was clever and keen to respond, and he asked for advice in a reasonable manner.

And the answers of those great Confucian scholars, and their love and appreciation for this nephew.

Empress Changsun listened quietly and tenderly, with a faint smile on her face, just opening her mouth for fun from time to time.

Changsun Wuji talked about Zhuxiang's kung fu, and then stopped.

Stroking his long beard, his face is authentic. "The minister still remembers that Qingque was very clever and well-behaved when she was young."

"This dazzling, ten years later, he has grown into an adult, but he is still like the past."

"It's the attendant Kong Chang who also praised the blue bird. It's really rare..."

Hearing this, Empress Changsun frowned slightly, and waved her hand to let the palace lady who was carrying the pot to retreat.

He personally lifted the pot and poured a cup of amber-colored tea soup.

"Brother please..." Empress Changsun pushed a cup of chrysanthemum tea forward, and said to Chang Sun Wuji, the rare brother who entered the palace.

"Chen, thank you, Niang Niang." After Changsun Wuji replied respectfully, he picked up the tea soup, took a sip, and his eyes lit up in praise.

"It's delicious, it's a bit bitter in the mouth, but it's sweet and smooth again."

Empress Changsun smiled softly and took a sip of the tea bowl herself.

"Chrysanthemum tea can not only clear the liver and improve eyesight, but also has the effect of nourishing health. It is a health tea developed by Cheng Saburo when he was in Jiucheng Palace."

Hearing the three words Cheng Saburo, Changsun Wuji's face became stiff, and he smiled reluctantly.

"It seems that this Cheng Saburo is really versatile. Although he is just a child of Jiangmen, he is also good at poetry and medical skills."

"This official thinks that this kid is a bit...too straightforward, but he is indeed a young talent. Not only this palace, but also your majesty, he is very fond of him."

Changsun Wuji reluctantly took another sip of chrysanthemum tea and placed it on the table, just about to speak.

I saw Empress Changsun glanced around. "Go down..."

Soon, the eunuchs of Yiying Gong'e in the hall quietly left the Lizheng Hall, leaving only these brothers and sisters.

"Brother, what you said just now, the younger sister should only be regarded as your uncle, who loves the blue bird."

"Sister, what do you mean by this?" Changsun Wuji was a little startled and looked at this gentle and virtuous sister.

Empress Changsun calmly looked at this elder brother, Gu Jing Wubo authentic. "Actually... the younger sister is very clear, in the eyes of my brother."

"Either Chengqian or Qingque is a pheasant...They are all brothers and nephews, and all are your majesty's princes."

"But in the eyes of the little girl, each one is a continuation of my blood. They are all unique and unique."

Changsun Wuji smiled reluctantly and nodded. "Brother naturally knows this."

"The little girl is worried that my elder brother doesn't know, so I specially reminded that I hope my elder brother will not blame..." Empress Changsun once again showed a gentle smile on her face~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Changsun Wuji was speechless for a while, look. He nodded slightly at the light amber tea soup in front of him.

"Sister, there is a saying, Brother Yu doesn't know if it's inappropriate to say it."

Empress Changsun sighed lightly and raised her hand to signal Changsun Wuji to continue.

"Sister, you also know that since ancient times, all the emperors have the emperor's posture, and the legs of Cheng Qian are afraid of this life..."

"So what?" Empress Changsun's face gradually sank, her hands folded and placed on her knees.

Seeing his sister's eyes that had gradually disappeared, Changsun Wuji hurriedly lowered his head. "It's the minister who made a mistake."

Empress Changsun spoke slowly after several breaths.

"Brother, you are not only my husband's most trusted courtier, but also my child's uncle.

I hope you will be more cautious, brother, I don’t want to hear this again. "

"Yes, Chen, remember."

The siblings both picked up their tea bowls in silence and took a sip, after Changsun Wuji reluctantly said a few more words.

He sadly said goodbye to Empress Changsun, who seemed a little indifferent, and left the Lizheng Hall.

Empress Changsun stood up and looked a little gloomy looking at her brother's back.

These days, my elder brother came to see him more often, but these few times, apart from what he said, in addition to the usual routine.

Just praise the blue bird in front of me, what kind of person is the grandson queen, how can I not understand the intention of my brother?

It is precisely because I understand that I feel more disappointed.

Empress Changsun put the tea bowl down dumbly, stepped out of the Lizheng Hall, and headed towards the Ganlu Hall.