The First Family of Tang Dynasty

The official turned his head awkwardly, and saw the uncle Cheng Xian, who was capable of both civil and military power, raised his hands high, holding a small baby in one hand.

Cheng Chubi grabbed the collars of these two little **** with a black line on his face, and lifted them up in the air, who had frequently trampled their feet.

"That fat rat, I'm going to catch up with the puppies. What if you bite you and get sick? Don't mess with me and go back home quickly."

"The three of you, take the three young princes back to the house. If you don't obey, you will come and tell me. When I turn around, I will take care of them."

Under the vicious threat of the terribly unbeautiful third brother, Four Five Six can only bow down and reluctantly leave this good place to explore where the rats are so fat that they are eye-catchingly fat.

After visiting Zhuxiang again, Cheng Chubi and others returned to the door of the mansion. The official had made a clear connection, and after a few words of greeting, he led the officer away in a hurry.

Cheng Chubi gave the key to the housekeeper, Fu Uncle, to lock the door, and looked back at the towering and majestic Mansion that was diagonally across from him.

Looking at the place in front of him that was broken enough to shoot horror movies, Cheng Chubi was quite melancholy.

In the film and television drama, the mansion given by the emperor should not have carved beams and painted buildings. Shouldn't the beautiful young lady who is full of the room glaringly call the master?

Ahem, the positive energy Cheng Chubi hurriedly pinched out the unserious thoughts from the back, but kept the previous one.

"Don't worry, son, let the villain take care of it, at most three months, before the summer, the villain can pour this place cleanly."

The voice of Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, sounded again, finally refreshing Cheng Chubi, who didn't want to make ghost movies.

"Then work hard and rich uncle, let's go, let's go back to the house first." Cheng Chubi nodded, there is an old family like a treasure, and the housekeeper Fu Uncle, a capable old baby, will do so in three months. Become a person with a stronghold.

At that time, many of my darlings can be stored here, so that my three brothers don't want to behave all day long.

On the way back, I had a chat with the housekeeper Fu Uncle. Just cleaning and repairing, plus buying furniture and other daily necessities, it takes at least one to two thousand.

Thinking of the wealth and silk that His Majesty had given him, Cheng Chubi waved his hand quite graciously.

"It's okay, Uncle Fu, you have full control. If you don't have enough money, you can use it from me. That is, our old Cheng family is not bad."

"San Gongzi is magnificent." The housekeeper Fu uncle cocked his finger towards Cheng Chubi, but when he thought of spending wildly during this period, the housekeeper Fu uncle felt that he still had to remind him.

"San Gongzi, I will return to the mansion in a while, and the villain just happened to report to you. After all, this time will cost a lot."

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"Forty-two thousand sticks?!" Cheng Chubi's eyes stood up in disbelief, and he looked at the ledger in front of him, his eyes black.

If it weren't for a strong body, Cheng Chubi felt that he might be dying of anger at this moment, and raised **** Grande.

"...San Gongzi, the five thousand Guans invested in the early stage are not counted here. This is a later expansion. We have successively invested more than two thousand Guans."

"After all, it is the property of Princess Jinyang, but the problem is that the manager of Princess Jinyang Huangzhuang doesn't care at all."

"Before the villain also wrote to the third son and asked the third son, you said that you should put it on first, after all, the important matter of the prince can't be delayed.

Therefore, the paper, ink, and binding costs for printing the 1.4 million books are all pulled out by San Gongzi. "

When Cheng Chubi listened to the butler Fu Uncle whistling in front of him, he felt that his life was so gloomy.

Unexpectedly, that poor ghost of Li Ke can only help but not pay. As for Princess Jinyang, the princess is such a little girl who only knows how to eat and play all day long.

What can she understand, her property is naturally managed by His Majesty the Emperor of Tang Dynasty, and that imperial house is mainly responsible for security.

It is the old Cheng family who is honest and willing to do things that are really heartbroken and hard-working.

Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, concealed a glance at the third son who had been unable to speak at the account for a long time, and continued cautiously.

"The 1.4 million volumes of books have been dedicated, but our Jinyang Bookstore has not recovered a single cent..."

"San Gongzi, these money and silk are all taken out from you."

"It's all my money... forty-two thousand cans. It won't cost that much to buy a house." Cheng Chubi's face was black, and he felt that his heart was so **** at this moment.

But the problem is that these payments are all for the purpose of showing the holy attire for the ribs prince, and they belong to official consumption.

Why does Laozi contribute money and effort alone? The more he thought about it, the more unhappy Cheng Chubi's eyes turned sneakily a few times.

"This ledger will be released to me first, and then I will have a good chat with your Majesty. This is part of official consumption, right?"

"???" The butler Fu Uncle looked dumbfounded. What the **** is this for official consumption...

"San Gongzi, don't forget it, that's your Majesty."

"What's the matter with your majesty, it's natural and righteous to repay the debt." Cheng Chubi said sternly, forgetting that he still owed his majesty the Emperor Datang 500 guan.

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Since it was looking for an account to your Majesty~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Cheng Chubi couldn't help but feel a little worried, although he said cruel words in front of the housekeeper Fu Uncle.

But the problem is that he deeply understands that it is the uncle who owes debts, and put it on Li Shimin, this sentence should be corrected to be the uncle emperor who owes debts.

At this moment, the uncle emperor was sitting in front of him, greeted Cheng Chubi with a smile on his face and sat down in front of him.

"It's not that I gave you a ten-day holiday. It's not good to stay at home. Come to my old man. It's...well..."

Li Shimin saw the essence of the four bottles of wine that Cheng Chubi took out of the food box, and the smile on his face became more kind.

"You baby, you will please people, Zhao Kun..."

Hearing your majesty's yelling, Zhao Kun, who was close to the body and mind, stepped forward with great understanding, picked up four porcelain vases with both hands and walked not far away.

Opened the cabinet door under the drip-glass of the copper kettle, and stuffed the essence of the four bottles of wine in it, and it fell to Ling Cheng Chubi almost happily.

It seems that your Majesty's days, well...similar to the emperor.

"By the way, these packets are for your Royal Highness's snacks, and these two packets are for your uncle."

Li Shimin looked at Cheng Chubi, always feeling that this kid was too eager today.

"I said Cheng Saburo, if you come here today, is there something asking the old man for help?"

"This... hehe, my nephew actually has something to say, I don't know if it should be said.

Cheng Chubi smiled shyly. After all, it was the first time to ask for a debt from His Majesty the Emperor of Tang Dynasty.

Hearing this, Li Shimin hesitated. "The old man thinks it's inappropriate to talk, so don't talk about it."

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