The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chubi watched Li Chengqian get excited again, and even limped around in the pavilion, expressing his emotions and thoughts loudly.

It seems that since the injury, Li Chengqian himself has suffered extraordinarily.

On the surface, he was still a modest and generous prince, facing the advice of the ministers of the Eastern Palace, trying to maintain the image of humility and acceptance.

Even the spit star is almost flying to his face, he has to harden his scalp, hold back the anger in his heart to maintain a smile.

If you say, he really made a mistake, but those guys are just like picking bones in an egg.

And it's not just one person picking it up, it's the kind that everyone squeezes over, and one person pokes a chopstick.

In the end, after some venting, Li Chengqian bowed to Cheng Chubi.

"...Brother Chubi, please help the younger brother."

Cheng Chubi also politely replied.

"His Royal Highness, rest assured, as long as you have this perseverance and determination, the minister will definitely restore your legs."

"Okay, when can I have surgery?" Li Chengqian patted his lame leg excitedly.

Cheng Chubi turned his head and swept left and right. Without a suitable weapon, he could only regret it. "Surely not now."

Well, even if there is a suitable weapon, it is not now. I want to beat Li Chengqian. This is purely a personal grievance, but I am an excellent medical worker after all.

Private revenge cannot be publicly reported, not to mention that there are many issues involved here.

"After all, you are the prince of the country. If you want to heal this leg, you have to interrupt it first, and then connect it.

Then raise the bones, this time and again, it will not get better in half a year. "

"So, first you have to get your dad to agree to let me break your leg."

Li Chengqian smashed his lips, always feeling that what Brother Chu Bi said was not good. "Xiongtai, can you be more serious?"

"Voice error, it's really a verbal error. The main reason is that you didn't expect you to make such a request at this time." Cheng Chubi said haha ​​and quickly perfunctory.

Subconsciously speaking the truth, it seems that he is really a honest and honest person.

"You must be careful about this matter. In this way, your Royal Highness, first consider it carefully, or give the minister some time to prepare."

"In addition, Your Highness has to breathe and communicate with Your Majesty."

Li Chengqian nodded in agreement. "Brother Chubi is reasonable. I should really communicate with the father and mother."

"After all, I am the father's son and the prince of Datang."

Seeing that Li Chengqian had been able to say that he was the prince of Datang without a heartbeat, Cheng Chubi was very satisfied.

"By the way, your Highness, remember, you still have to practice more courage, and even more practice eloquence."

"How to practice?" Li Chengqian asked subconsciously.

Cheng Chubi happily. "His Royal Highness recalled the method that the minister taught you."

"..." Li Chengqian looked back at Ning Zhong, and the loyal **** head hurriedly smiled at Li Chengqian to please.

Li Chengqian raised his hand and rubbed his hot face, Nima, can you not be so ashamed.

Seeing Li Chengqian's embarrassment, Cheng Chubi said helplessly.

"No matter, since your Royal Highness is so embarrassed, you usually practice quietly, and wait until the minister is there, then follow the previous method."

"His Royal Highness, the minister is really not joking with you. As the saying goes, the gods will be the ones who will be the people of Sri Lanka.

I am emptied, and my behavior is disordered, so I am tempted to endure what I can't..."

"Unexpectedly, Brother Chu Bi also read "Mencius"." Li Chengqian was surprised and convinced.

"..." Cheng Chubi was unhappy. What do you mean, you really regard our Cheng family, who are heirs of poetry and books, as rough masters who can't understand the ink?

Cheng Chubi smiled very gently, modestly and honestly. "Not only have I read Mencius, even if I am a grandson, I dabble in one or two."

Li Chengqian was a little dazed. I’m talking about the Four Books and the Five Classics, and you’re talking about the Military Books.

Forget it, Chu Bi's mouth has always liked nonsense, just treat it as a fly buzzing.

In the early morning, Cheng Chubi, who was still asleep, heard a knock on the door and rolled over lazily and ignored it.

There was a creak of the door, and then the light footsteps came from far. "Saburou, are you still sleeping?"

"Mother?" Cheng Chubi was taken aback, and quickly sat up, and saw his mother Cui sitting on the edge of the couch with a smile.

Sitting there peacefully with his hands folded, those eyes that seemed to be squinted forever looked at himself kindly.

It's just that the rims of my mother's eyes were a bit wrong. Cheng Chubi rubbed his eyes and was sure. Mother didn't paint eyeshadow, but black eyes.

"Mother, you, are you... Could it be that you stayed up late yesterday?"

The generous, bookish mother Cui Shi smiled shyly with a pair of dark circles under her eyes.

"Uh, no, no, my mother didn't stay up all night, and she fell asleep soon afterwards."

Cheng Chubi almost uttered these words. Forget it, this is a mother-in-law, the son doesn't tell the mother, the son doesn't feel ugly.

The mother is very beautiful and authentic.

"Thanks to Saburo, my mother is able to appreciate such a rare and wonderful book~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but it's really feasting, no, I can't put it down..."

"..." Cheng Chubi didn't wash his face, nor did he rinse his mouth, so he sat sluggishly on the couch.

Watching the mother, who was too energetic, was talking about "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" endlessly.

To that opening sentence: Linjiang Xian is full of praise, full of praise for the wonderful description of the characters in the book, full of praise for the fate and story of those characters.

In short, Cheng Chubi was a little doubtful whether his mother was a senior group leader of Kuaiqun, and he was of the kind of tutor level.

After talking about two cups of tea, the mother-in-law Cui, who was dry-spoken, stopped reluctantly.

Then the intellectual face, which should be gentle and peaceful, seemed a bit over-excited. "Saburo, when do you go to the palace?"

"Mother, the child will have to wait until the day of rest." Cheng Chubi thought of a masterpiece. The mother who originally thought that the book was full of air gave people a sense of peace.

But now, no matter how I look at it, I feel that the gleaming light in my mother's eyes is brighter than when my father saw the essence of the wine, um, it can shine blindly.

"Can you...can you just get the book back, ah...no, no, stealing the palace treasure, this is a serious crime of decapitation."

The mother-in-law Cui had just made the request, and soon rejected the idea that it was very likely that his son would be hung up on the Vermilion Bird's Gate.

After being in a dilemma for a long time, the mother Cui clan said with a faint smile to Cheng Saburo, who had a black line on his face.

"Or, you just ask your Majesty the Emperor directly, and let him lend you a few days, so that my mother can satisfy her little happy wish."