The First Family of Tang Dynasty

"The First Family of the Tang Dynasty (

Cheng Chubi stayed in King Wu's mansion until the beginning of Hua Deng, and the two looked at this thing that resembled a jingle and a nursery rhyme.

While drinking and eating meat, they continued to discuss with excitement from time to time to add supplements, and from time to time the two of them laughed happily.

"I said, Brother Chubi, can we really do it like this?"

Li Ke had a drink and looked at this literary work, but he was still a little confused.

Cheng Chubi chuckled, using a bone as a baton. "I said, Brother Xian, what the **** are you worried about."

"You don't want to think about it, your father was eaten badly by this family of people, and he couldn't sleep. During this time, his heart was so angry."

"I just can't think of a good way to clean up those people. Let's do this, but to help your father vent his anger."

"Why, isn't your father still unhappy, really wanting our brothers to raise their thumbs to praise those aristocratic families?"

Hearing this, Li Ke nodded his head appreciatively, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"But is this fluent nursery rhyme we made up, isn't it a bit of a joke?"

"Ha, it's just for this kind of effect, if you don't understand, your father didn't say anything, we don't have to face the aristocratic families face to face."

"For this thing, you said if you were Cui, what would you think?" The bone in Cheng Chubi's hand pointed to the tribute paper path that had been revised many times.

Li Ke smashed his lips, thought about it for a long time, and came to a relatively honest conclusion.

"If the younger brother is the Cui clan, I am afraid that he will vomit blood out of anger, and even wish to kill the two bastards."

"..." Cheng Chubi had a black line on his face and almost wanted to smash the bones in his hands.

"Brother Xian, pay attention to your words, aren't the two **** you are talking about our brothers?!"

"Ah...uh..." Li Ke, who had already drunk his eyes straight, gave a smirk. "Xiongtai's words are reasonable and reasonable."

"When we spread this stuff out, tusk tusk, it will surely make those family members have a big embarrassment.

When my father was happy, he might be able to give more rewards or something. "

"But then again, why are you suddenly so enthusiastic about this, Brother Chu Bi?"

"Who is Cheng Chubi? Naturally, I am a pure gentleman who will repay me." Cheng Chubi shook his head. He was happy today and drank a little.

I really didn't expect that the grape stuffed would be served if I drank too much.

"Of course, yesterday your dad heard that I was going to run a medical school, so he happily gave me a thousand sticks and a thousand pieces of silk, and asked the Ministry of Engineering to plot the land for me."

"As the saying goes, give a peach to repay your debts, your father waits for me like this, if he has something to do, then how can I, a courtier, not contribute?"

"Brother Chubi really has an extraordinary character, come here, I will toast you again, and we have succeeded in this plan."

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When Li Ke collapsed on his own wine table, Cheng Chubi left the mansion of King Wu dizzy, holding a sample manuscript.

"Where did the youngest kid jump, why hasn't he come back yet?"

Cheng Yaojin took a sip of wine and muttered displeasedly, looking at the leftovers in the case full of vegetables.

The boss Cheng Chu on the side slapped in silence. "Perhaps the third child is eating and drinking again."

Cheng Chuliang gnawed the last piece of bone cleanly before throwing it on the plate on the case table and wiping his mouth.

"Well, what big brother said makes sense. Dad, don't bother, and that kid will definitely be back in a while."

The four, five, and six people on the side are already in a posture of eating support, holding their belly up, asking the housekeeper Fu Uncle for the digestion tablets made by the third brother to eat.

Cheng Yaojin stared unhappily. "Okay, four, five and six, just drink the hawthorn water obediently."

"Your third brother said that the thing is medicine. Do you know if you eat too much and you will make your stomach upset?"

Seeing the old man's words, Four, Five and Six reluctantly sat back again, picking up the sour hawthorn water that made people frown and was about to drink.

"Third brother, third brother!" Cheng Laoliu suddenly brightened his eyes and pointed in the direction of the hall door.

Then the whole family saw Cheng Chubi, who was flushed with a red face, still holding a scroll in his hand, and walked slowly into the front hall.

After blinking hard, Cheng Chubi finally saw the people in the hall clearly, resisting the feeling of spinning around that day, and bowing to his father.

"You child, where did you go to the wild and drink like this, what about the other party?" Cheng Yaojin quickly got up and walked over to help Cheng Chubi.

He snatched the piece of paper in Cheng Chubi's hand and threw it on the case table.

The boss next to Cheng sneaked forward sneakily, copied it in his hand, spread it out and said.

"Father, the boy took a look, is this a letter from a little lady to our third child?"

"Just the third child, there can be a little lady who can write to him." Cheng Chuliang couldn't help but rushed to him.

Although Cheng Chubi was already dizzy, he still knew what was serious. "The two brothers don't want to be foolish, that is what your majesty confessed..."

"What does your majesty confess?" Cheng Yaojin glanced at the two sons who were squatting together and looking at Gong Zhi with a dumbfounded look~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and then turned his head to put Cheng Chubi aside and asked. Tao.

After Cheng Chubi, who was almost unable to support it, explained a few vaguely, he tilted his head back and went straight to sleep.

With little effort, this thing fell into the hands of General Cheng, but when he saw General Cheng's veteran, he narrowed his eyes and stroked his thick beard like a steel needle.

In the light of the candlelight a few years before that case, Guan Yun's style of reading Spring and Autumn at night was born, but the beard shape was too similar to Zhang Fei.

As for Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Chumo, they squatted around their father and looked at the five-character-sentence stuff on this piece of paper with wonder.

"...Oh, what are these things, it's pretty smooth."

Cheng Chuliang grinned, stabbed the elder next to him with his elbow and whispered softly.

"The third child just said it vaguely, I didn't even understand what this thing is for."

Cheng Chu next to him chuckled and said casually.

"Hehe second child, don't you see this stuff? Maybe the third child has edited the "San Zi Jing" before, and now he wants to produce another "Clan Jing"."

"Shut up to the old man." Cheng Yaojin glared unwillingly at the two sons who were busy taking their ears to beat the flies.

"Don't you understand? This is the third child's instruction from His Majesty and the Crown Prince to use the disgusting good stuff from the family of the family..."

"It seems that the third brother didn't say disgusting... Ah, father, the child misheard it, it seems that there is such a word.

Cheng Yaojin retracted his big toe with satisfaction and slapped the paper with his hand.

"But, according to the old man, this kid has written too much of Te Niang's writing. Alas, I don't think Saburo has written the "San Zi Jing" since the writing of the "San Zi Jing", the writing has actually regressed so badly."