The First Family of Tang Dynasty

　　 Cheng Chubi was in a mess in the wind, watching these three brothers who were playing with each other and had a hippy smile.

　　 I really want to kick one foot and shoot them all into the pond, let them feel what their brother’s hatred of iron is not steel.

　　 But after all, I can only think about it, and I can’t be angry. At any rate, I’m an adult now, and I can’t persuade people like Dad.

　　 Take a deep breath, looking at the poor big white goose, Cheng Chubi is really angry and happy.

　　 The fighting power of the goose is in the village, and it can be called a dark and evil force. Anyone who is not pleasing to the eye can dare to fly.

　　 The flat-headed brother who definitely belongs to the poultry industry is not afraid of everything, but he also ended up like this.

　　, facing the three bear children of the Cheng family, they can only shiver and run away in embarrassment...

　　 The green pond is afraid that it has not been cleaned since the beginning of winter. The nervous geese craned their necks from time to time to make noises.

　　 seems to be unable to spread his wings to soar freely and escape from this dangerous old Cheng's house.

　　 The green willows by the pond, hanging down from the water, are really poetic.

　　 "How does the third brother look silly looking at the goose?" Cheng Laowu stopped rubbing his **** at this time, and the ghost looked at Cheng Chubi in a low voice.

　　 Cheng Lao Si thought about it seriously and replied. "Maybe Third Brother is thinking about how to slaughter the goose again."

　　 "I don't know if it tastes good or not." Cheng Laoliu stared at the goose stubbornly and sucked his saliva.

　　 Listening to the noise around him, Cheng Chubi looked up in despair.

　　 "The three of you, can you shut up, my poetry and picturesqueness will all make you ridiculous."

　　 Cheng Laowu's eyes lit up: "Brother, you know how to write poetry?"

　　 "I will too." Cheng Laosi was unhappy. "Somehow we copied so many days of thousands of characters."

　　 "Let me see?" With a click, Cheng Chubi almost twisted his neck, taking a breath and rubbing his neck. "If I can't do it, I will smoke you."

　　 "What's the problem? Third brother, please listen carefully. Third brother and fourth brother, fifth brother and sixth brother, the four of us, look at the big white goose."

　　 "Okay!" The old five and six slapped their hands quickly, looking at the fourth elder brother with convincing expression. "Fourth brother is really good at composing poems."

　　 "???" Cheng Chubi took a deep breath. Seeing triumphantly, Cheng Laosi expressed his gratitude to the two younger brothers who joined him with his fists.

　　 It took a long time to resist the urge to kick him down the pond. Can this be called a poem?

　　 "Brother Brother, it's time for you, please advise." Cheng Laoshi didn't seem to notice Cheng Chubi's murderous intent, turned his head and raised his eyebrows provocatively at Cheng Chubi.

　　 "I, well, let you see the third brother's ability today..."

　　 Cheng Chubi had a dark face, his fists tightened and loosened. Forget it, as the cultural responsibility of the old Cheng family, we can't persuade people with strength.

　　 occasionally needs to convince people with talent, so that these three little kids can see the most beautiful cub of the old Cheng family, that heinous literary talent.

　　 Cheng Chubi glanced away, and the big white goose was still cruising in the pond hurriedly, and stretched out the neck that is most suitable for making spicy food.

　　 The bright red, if marinated with ingredients, the delicious goose palms are swinging in the blue water.

　　 Cheng Chubi shook his head, put aside the distracting thoughts in his thoughts, put his hands behind him, held upright.

　　 "Goose, goose, goose, song Xiang Tiange, white hair floating in green water, anthurium pulling green waves."

　　 "..." After waiting for a long time, there was no applause, no scream, no cheer, and Cheng Chubi turned his head in a daze.

　　 Seeing the three younger brothers looking at themselves dumbly, there seemed to be three points of pity, two points of helplessness and five points of regret in their eyes?

　　 "Hey, what do you mean? Such a good poem, what do you look like?"

　　 "Hehe, it sounds good, it sounds good, isn't it the fifth or sixth." Cheng Laosi slapped his hands quickly. The old five and six hurried to keep up.

　　 "Brother, let's go to please daddy first, please slow down." After slapped, Cheng Laosi winked at the two younger brothers.

　　 "The third brother seems to be really sick, and the poems written by him are not neat,"

　　 "Yes, poor third brother, oh...I can't even write the poem."

　　 "???" Cheng Chubi stood in a daze, looking at the three younger brothers who shook their heads and sighed and walked away quickly.

　　 The whole person is not good. This is a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages! You three little bastards!

　　 Behind him came the arrogant cry of the big white goose, and Cheng Chubi turned his head.

　　 looked at the big white goose that became arrogant after the three bear kids left.

　　 Shaking the spray, stepping on the edge of the pond, seeing the gaze from Cheng Chubi, the big white goose tilted its head and spread its wings slightly.

　　 seems to be provocative. What are you looking at? Would you take another look?

　　 Why am I looking at you? Cheng Chubi directly exploded his hair.

　　 Evil courage is born from the side, I am sorry to clean up those three bear children who have no literary and artistic cells, I can't clean up your bird?

　　 Cheng Chubi lifted up his sleeves, with a grinning smile, strode towards the big white goose and stubbornly.

　　Wait, braised goose paw, spicy goose neck, pan-fried foie gras, wide-flavored roast goose...

　　 Cheng Family Four, Five, Six hadn't walked far, and heard the scream of the big white goose from behind, and the three bear children shivered with fright.

　　 When he turned his head, he saw the third brother appearing behind him carrying the big white goose murderously.

　　 Don't need to remind, the three bear kids yelled, and they scrambled towards the front hall, their movements were so quick that they almost all pulled out the afterimages.

　　 Cheng Chubi was dumbfounded. He deserves to be a bear kid who can be more troublesome than a dog. At this speed, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is afraid that even a dog can't match it.

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　　 "Here..." Yuan Tiangang lifted the curtain of the car, jumped off the vehicle quickly, and looked at the familiar mansion gate.

　　 Once upon a time, Lu Guo Gong's Mansion, which he had avoided in the past, has actually become a place where he often visits.

　　 "Friend Dao Yuan, let's go together." Sun Simiao got out of the car, stroked his long beard, and nodded towards Yuan Tiangang.

　　 Two famous medical experts from Datang, who are experts in the outside world, once again come here in succession.

　　 Soon, the two Taoist leaders came to visit to find out that they had something wrong, and the news reached Cheng Chubi's ears.

　　I have met these two Taoist leaders who are already very familiar. The guest and the host sit separately, and Cheng Chubi asked the two Taoists who were hesitant to speak.

　　 "I don't know why the two Taoist chiefs came to find my nephew this time?"

　　 Yuan Tiangang exchanged glances with Sun Simiao, Yuan Tiangang cleared his throat and smiled lightly and unpredictably.

　　 "Pan Dao has a fellow Daoist who has gonorrhea. Pan Dao and Daoyou Sun have also diagnosed and treated him. However, the effect of medicine stone is not good..."

　　 "Wait first, what is gonorrhoea?" Cheng Chubi's face was dumbfounded, his eyes darkened.

　　 Gonorrhea? I'm really sorry, I haven't studied Chinese medicine before, so I know about gonorrhea.

　　 If I want to cure that thing, I have to wait for me to clear my nose first, drip it in a petri dish, and then cultivate penicillin (the real incident of penicillin discovery).

　　 "This..." Yuan Tiangang stagnated, and all the follow-up words he was about to continue got stuck in his throat.

　　 After holding back for a long time, Yuan Tiangang held back a sentence. "The heat is burning, so it's soaking."

　　 "???"

　　 Cheng Chubi's face turned dark, and his expression became more awkward. He almost wanted to pinch Yuan Daochang's neck to make him talk. What the **** is this?