The First Family of Tang Dynasty

The eldest brother and the second brother can only laugh and say yes, and dare not be disrespectful at all.

The mother held Cheng Chubi's hand and chatted for a while, then asked in a low voice.

"San Lang, you stayed with the emperor during this period, did you get more follow-ups of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"?"

"Ah..." A drop of cold sweat began to ooze out of Cheng Chubi's forehead.

"Oh... the child has already secretly copied some more, but this trip was ordered by the emperor and it was too hasty.

The two guys Cheng Fa and Cheng Da probably forgot to pack the boxes when they packed the baby. "

"Really?" Niangqin Cui's eyes, which had habitually squinted, now squinted tighter.

However, Cheng Chubi was about to be overwhelmed by his mother's sharp eyes like an X-ray machine, and was about to tell the truth.

Only then did the mother Cui slowly speak. "Since you forgot to bring it, it's okay. When you finish this business, when you get back, you can let me pick you up when you have time, do you know?"

"This is not a trivial matter, it is a major matter of our Cheng family's heir to a poem and book, so we can't slack off..."

Cheng Chubi could only bow his head to listen in front of the bookish mother, and made a promise that the mother, Cui, satisfactorily let go of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Then lowered his voice. "I heard from the housekeeper, Uncle Fu, that the little baby named Deng Chengxin is also a poor child.

Since you have accepted him as your disciple, you must teach him strictly to let him succeed..."

"Mother, he's just a schoolboy, and he hasn't passed the assessment period set by the child." Cheng Chubi is really not a bar, but he feels that he needs to explain clearly.

Hearing this, the mother-in-law Cui couldn't help but raised his hand and gently wrapped the bridge of Xia Saburo's nose with a smile.

"Mother, you know, you kid, well, have a good chat with your two elder brothers. Mother has to go back and read books."

The three brothers honestly sent the mother-in-law out of the front hall respectfully, watching the mother-in-law walk along with the maid.

It seemed that after the suffocating and suffocating book breath disappeared, the three rough masters had a chance to breathe air.

After exhaling in relief, the two brothers rushed to the case again and began a heroic life of eating meat and drinking.

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At this moment, the fat and strong Uncle Fu took the lead, and Deng Chengxin obediently followed behind Uncle Fu.

Looking curiously at the Mansion of the State of Lu, even if he had been staying at the Tai Le Department, he could still hear all kinds of rumors about General Cheng Da.

Even before, during the Chinese New Year, my godfather also bought a photo of General Cheng's family portrait, who is said to be able to exorcise the town house, and put it on the door.

Deng Chengxin still remembered the first time he saw seven hideous portraits of one big, six small, with cross-faced faces, big copper bells, big eyes, full-faced beards, and holding weird sharp blades.

But the kind that really scares people to heart palpitations, it is very good at defending against evil spirits.

I just didn't expect that after meeting San Gongzi, I found out for the first time that there was such a handsome and kind person in the old Cheng family.

But after entering Lu Guo Gong's mansion today, all the people who walked back and forth were fat, sturdy, sturdy-faced burly men, and they really fit the way they imagined.

Especially after seeing the two elder brothers of the son, Deng Chengxin was shocked that the painter who drew the portrait of General Cheng's family who drove evil spirits out of the town house must be a master.

Otherwise, how could it look like that? It's just these words that Deng Chengxin buried in his heart very seriously, and he certainly didn't dare to divulge a word.

At this time, after walking into a courtyard with the housekeeper Cheng Fu, the alluring fragrance suddenly began to pour the nose.

I saw Cheng Fu, the housekeeper who led me, shouting loudly at the middle-aged man who was standing in the yard who looked lean, but was full of vigor and vigor.

"...Brother, if there is anything delicious, hurry up and give this little doll a little bit. He is the younger brother of my two little dolls, his surname is Deng Mingxin."

"Brother Fu is here. It turns out that he is a new disciple of the third son. Haha, old man Cheng Ji, just change to the old man and just call Uncle Ji."

"Over there, I was so stunned, I quickly served a meal to the newly-acquired disciple of the third son. You are lucky today. Today, there happens to be braised pork at home, so you can be satisfied with the meal."

"Thank you, Uncle Ji." Deng Chengxin hurriedly thanked him again and again, and was soon placed in a room where many of the Cheng family servants were eating dinner.

With little effort, Deng gratified him, and there were two more flatbreads, then a bowl of porridge, a bowl of braised pork, and two vegetarian dishes.

The scent of the braised pork immediately hooked out Deng's greedy worms.

Picking up the chopsticks and picking up a trembling stewed pork in the mouth, the mouth melts, and the flavor is strong enough to explode the taste buds on the tip of the tongue.

No matter how hard it was to hold Deng's satisfaction, he began to gobble up in disbelief.

Seeing the pity on Uncle Ji's face, he whispered secretly to the rich uncle beside him.

"This child shouldn't be a kind-hearted son, he picked it up outside, as if he had never eaten meat in a lifetime."

Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, gave Uncle Ji an unhappy look. "Shao Te Niang's nonsense. This kid's father is a musician from Taichang Temple Taiyue Department."

"Because his father had a cholelithiasis emergency~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Our third sons performed wonderful medical skills and healed his father. He admired our third sons' medical skills in his heart and worshipped the third son's gate wall."

"Furthermore, how can your boy taste the braised pork cooked by the son for the first time, how better than this boy?"

Uncle Ji was happy, scratching his scalp. "Yes, why did the third son come back? Shouldn't he be with the prince in Lishan Tangquan Palace?"

"Hehehe..." Hearing this question, Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, suddenly laughed wickedly, then lowered his voice pretending to be mysterious.

"The third son specifically confessed to me not to spread it indiscriminately, but the old man will tell you alone, the third son was ordered by your majesty to return to Chang'an."

"He came here to diagnose and treat the dark hemorrhoids for the very fat His Royal Highness Wang."

"Huh? At such a young age, I am afraid that His Royal Highness King Wei is not even sixteen, and he actually suffers from hemorrhoids?"

"Hush, keep your voice down. After all, it's the prince's secret illness. If it were spread from you and me, it would be bad."

"Understood, tsk tsk tsk, this is really a rare anecdote. At such an age, he can get hemorrhoids. If you do, you must ask our third son to do it..."

The two gossip old men of the old Cheng family began to gossip about a certain young prince’s Xia San Lu in front of a group of diners who were eating and drinking.

After chatting, the spit and stars flew wildly. At this moment, the manager Cheng Ping finally rushed back to the mansion and rushed over to find food.

Pulled by Uncle Ji again, he whispered with joy. "Brother, tell you a gossip, hehehe..."

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