The First Family of Tang Dynasty

"Cheng Saburo? Tell the old man what is going on."

Changsun Wuji continued to stretch out his hand frozen in the air, took a piece of pastry, bit down half of it in one bite, and sip it carefully.

Hmm... it tastes good. It should be made with chicken and duck oil. The oil is rich and refreshing. It seems that the chef in Fuzhong should also make a bit of it according to this method.

Li Tai didn't dare to neglect, so he made his hemorrhoids more and more serious these days. In the end, he could only ask his father to take action and summon Cheng Chubi to diagnose and treat him.

"It shouldn't be..." Changsun Wuji swallowed the cake in his mouth, and took another piece of it for details.

"???" Li Tai glanced at the cakes in his uncle's hands in a daze. "Does my uncle think this pastry is not tasty enough?"

Changsun Wuji commented on the pastries he had tasted without thinking.

"It's very tasty. If you add a little more honey, it will taste better."

"So that's it... but uncle, we are talking about Cheng Saburo..."

"Ah, yes yes, Cheng Saburo, the old man feels that this is not like his style."

Unexpectedly, his uncle would actually help Cheng Saburo speak, Wei Wang Li Tai was suddenly unhappy, gritted his teeth and said.

"It's not like his style?! He is such a vulgar martial artist, he will certainly not worry about the consequences of doing things, and Tai feels that there will be no others besides him.

Seeing Wei Wang Li Tai's appearance, Changsun Wuji couldn't help but hesitate. After all, he had also suffered from a dark illness, and it was through Cheng Laosan's secret recipe that he got rid of the pain.

Now it is time to eat, drink and drink. Even if the back flower ball is blocked, it is not afraid. Kaisailu is really a good baby, and the defecating patients rely on him.

But these words can't be said. After all, the old man is also an elder, so he can't use his privacy ills as an example for the younger generation. That is very inappropriate.

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However, Changsun Wuji felt that he still had to say a few words.

"Qing Que, think about it, he Cheng Chubi is really a **** who doesn't keep the door open.

Do you think your father will be the one who will preside over the diagnosis and treatment of the Supreme Emperor, and the illness of your mother's queen? "

Li Tai was a little unconvinced, but the uncle he trusted the most had said so, he could only nodded angrily.

An old driver like Changsun Wuji could naturally see that his nephew was very upset, so he took a deep breath and solemnly confessed.

"Qing Que, I know you are unwilling to gossip, but whether this kid is spreading it or not has to be said.

If you have no evidence, you are going to your father, fearing that you will not be able to ask for a bargain. "

"My father loves me the most, can he still tell outsiders that I am not a success?" Li Tai suddenly became a little unhappy.

Changsun Wuji looked at this stupid fat man. Although this kid was a little clever, he didn't have enough brains.

But the reason why I like him is not because he is willing to obey his words?

Changsun Wuji spit out his breath and endured his temper.

"Don't underestimate that kid's weight in your father's heart."

"This person seems to behave ridiculously, and he is also reckless in doing things. Even in the East Palace, people hate dogs."

"But he relied on his ability to treat your grandfather and your mother, and he also offered to his Majesty many times the method of salt production that benefits the country and the people. Today, all people benefited."

"The old man knows even more that the one in Jiucheng Palace...it was not a fire at all, but someone made a mess. It was Cheng Chubi who desperately protected Princess Jinyang and Zhier..."

Wei Wang Li Tai stared at his uncle in front of him in a daze. He really didn't expect that that crude martial artist had actually done so many things.

After all, he is obsessed with literature and art on weekdays. How can he spare time to deal with and inquire about the situation of a vulgar martial artist, not to mention that this person is also from the wicked old Cheng family.

"But Tai feels that the person behind the scenes who deliberately leaked the king's dark illness and spread the rumors is no one but him."

"Do you have any evidence?"

Li Tai could only shook his head angrily.

"There is no evidence. That is the old man and your father, and there is no way to be fair for you. Maybe that kid will bite you back, understand?"

"The most important thing for you now is to cure your dark illness as soon as possible. Such rumors will naturally be self-defeating."

Speaking of this, Changsun Wuji glanced at Li Tai and couldn't help but shook his head.

If such rumors were really calmed down, his nephew would not be so troubled.

Nowadays, the rumors of the blue bird will be more difficult to eliminate. After all, how the dark disease breeds and how to cure it is not suitable for publicity after all.

What's more, those who are in the market are most fond of seeing such embarrassing incidents among senior officials.

Everything, you have to wait, wait for time to calm down, or another bigger news, to completely cover up this rumor.

Before, I racked my brains, and then I thought of such an idea, and spent a lot of words and talks, and touched a lot of ministers and workers, and this connected the prince's unhealed leg illness, which was related to his lack of virtue.

The prince was embarrassed and unspeakable, and could not be rebutted.

But I never thought that Li Tai would suffer from a dark disease such as hemorrhoids. Naturally, he was also recognized by those who heard the rumors as that His Royal Highness Wei also had a personal virtue. Suffering from a dark disease.

At this moment, I am afraid that it is his nephew Li Chengqian, who may be happy in the Tangquan Palace of Lishan.

After all, compared with the lame, acne like hemorrhoids will inevitably make the people in the market more prosperous, and naturally it will become more and more messy.

In this way, it is equivalent to pulling Li Tai and Li Chengqian to the same starting line.

It was tantamount to losing a reason and excuse for attacking the prince's ethics. Thinking of this, Changsun Wuji was very tired, but he was helpless.

"Okay, the old man comes here, just to visit you, I hope you can have a long lesson, next time, no matter what it is, it is best to discuss with the old man in advance.

"Don't take the initiative anymore, otherwise, the old man will be powerless even if he wants to cover up for you."

Hearing this, Wei Wang Li Tai bowed his head to the grandson Wuji in a dejected manner. "Taizhi was wrong, and I will definitely not be the master again next time."

"Well, knowing a mistake can be corrected, and it's not a good thing."

Changsun Wuji swallowed the third cake, stood up, and patted Li Tai's shoulders that were far thicker than himself.

"Although Cheng Saburo is a member of the East Palace, his medical skills, even the old man, have to admit that he is indeed rare in the world."

"Since he says he can cure your dark illness, let him heal you. Only when the illness is cured, the rumors will disappear in the future."

"Yes, Tai knows." Li Tai nodded solemnly, let alone, since his uncle said so, he can only bear it for a while.

When the dark disease is cured, let's talk about other things.