The First Family of Tang Dynasty

　　 Li Ke left Yajian with a bewildered look, and then he realized.

　　Father, what do you mean? Your son, I'm an errand guy?

　　 Your son was kicked out without even drinking his saliva, you know?

　　 Not to mention that Li Ke stood outside the elegant room with a dark face and melancholy. Inside, Li Shimin smiled and started to talk about it.

　　 Cheng Chubi sat in front of the table in a proper manner, eating the characteristics of this restaurant, and drinking grape wine.

　　With little effort, the topic was brought to the two Taoist masters.

　　 And the two Taoist leaders talked on their own initiative. They went to Chengfu to find the place to ask how to treat gonorrhea.

　　 "Oh? Nephew, do you have a solution to this disease?" Li Shimin turned his head and asked Cheng Chubi.

　　 Cheng Chubi saw that Li Shimin was so interested, he couldn't help but lifted his spirits, wiped his mouth, and smiled confidently.

　　 "This is natural. No one understands this disease better than me. It is not difficult to treat this thing."

　　 "Do you really have a way?" Li Shimin suppressed the little excitement in his heart and tried to put on an expression that he was just curious.

　　 "Of course, my nephew dare not say anything else. Treating a swollen frontal vein is just an easy task."

　　 Speaking of the last sentence, Cheng Chubi also stretched out his big hand, turned his face and gestured.

　　 Li Shimin’s face was slightly stiff, and that’s right. Sun Simiao mentioned it before, and Cheng Laosan referred to gonorrhea as an enlarged prostate.

　　 What is the specific prostate gland? Why is it swollen? Well, I'm afraid that only this, Cheng Laosan, who claims that no one knows the prostate better than him, can understand.

　　 "Interesting, seeing that the nephew is so confident, the old man is also interested, it's better to talk about it."

　　 "The elders have life, my nephew won't refuse, but is there any pen and ink here?" The confident Cheng Chubi began to look around.

　　 "..." Everyone's faces turned black.

　　 The corner of Li Shimin's eyes twitched, his expression was not as expected, and his eyes fell on Yan Li himself.

　　 "Yan Qing, it seems that I can only do you again."

　　 "Your Majesty..." Yan Liben looked at Cheng Chubi and then at the people with hopeful faces. The whole person was not good.

　　 "It doesn't matter, if Yan Langzhong is inconvenient, it would be better for me to come by myself." Cheng Chubi was unhappy.

　　 mean, I haven't started yet, you guys have such expressions and attitudes.

　　 Does the stickman have no human rights? Can't abstract art be called art?

　　 "What do you need to paint, please give your majesty's instructions." Yan Liben heard Cheng Chubi's words and was not happy anymore.

　　 Just your messy ghost symbol, used to defile people's eyeballs, is simply the greatest blasphemy to the artist's vision.

　　As a well-known painter in Datang, I really don't like to see that straight line, with teeth and claws appearing in my line of sight.

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　　 Soon, Xiao Er brought pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Yan Wenwen even asked Xiao Er to burn a stick of incense.

　　 This is naturally for the purpose of being able to stay calm while doing artistic creation, so as to avoid clerical errors.

　　 Everyone calmed down, watching the rare works handed down to the world, and the famous great painter of Datang began to create.

　　 This time, Yan Liben was more serious than the one on the ship.

　　 Soon, a man with a peaceful expression and a peaceful face appeared on the rice paper.

　　 I can see that Li Shimin frequently nods his head and admires his face. The two Taoist leaders are also very energetic, and I have to admire the painting art of Yan Liben.

　　 "Alright...Come on, please, Brother Chu Bi Xian."

　　 Yan Liben put aside the pen, and after looking at it repeatedly, he smiled calmly and stood up and gestured to Cheng Chubi.

　　 Cheng Chubi walked to the front and looked at the portrait of this peaceful and vivid adult.

　　Only looking at it from the perspective of a professional medical worker, Cheng Chubi pointed out the flaws of this work.

　　 "This is over, where's his bird?"

　　 "???" Yan Liben glanced at his work in a daze.

　　 "What kind of bird, the old man is not painting, he is just drawing a portrait of you."

　　 Li Shimin was also a little dazed, and he didn't react for a while. Aren’t you treating people’s illnesses? What's the matter with birds?

　　 But the two Taoist leaders soon thought of the "Stickman Riding an Elephant" that made their eyes black.

　　 Yuan Tiangang and Sun Simiao had a frantic exchange of eyes, Yuan Tiangang could only harden his scalp and murmured in Yan Liben’s ear.

　　 "That Yan Langzhong... is indeed missing something..."

　　 "!!!" Yan Liben's face changed from black to purple, from purple to green, and from green to blue.

　　 My mouth trembles a little bit. I'm particularly engaged in artistic creation, not pornographic or **** works. You have to figure it out.

　　 Li Shimin, the Emperor of Tang Dynasty, finally figured out what the problem was, and his expression became a little weird.

　　 Seeing Yan Liben's expression, Li Shimin also felt that it was indecent to let a master like Yan Wenwen paint the thing.

　　 "Well, that's it, that good nephew, or you can make up the stuff yourself. Yan Qing has worked hard..."

　　 Hearing what Li Shimin said, UU read www.uukanshu. com Yan Liben was also relieved, but he really didn't like to see his work smeared in a mess by Cheng Laosan.

　　 But I can't grab it, the only thing I can do is not to see and not to bother.

　　 "Thank your majesty for your understanding. If it's okay, the minister will leave first. The nobleman still has some official duties that have not been dealt with."

　　 "Well, that's okay, Yan Qing is just going away." Li Shimin smiled tolerantly.

　　 There was also a hint of guilt in his heart, but he didn't expect Cheng Chubi to ask so much.

　　 turned his head and saw Cheng Chubi holding a charcoal pen in the middle and lower part of the portrait.

　　 drew a desperately ugly elephant with exaggerated proportions? …

　　 Li Shimin's eyelids jumped wildly, took a deep breath, and tried to control himself.

　　 At this time, Cheng Chubi put away the charcoal pen, a little dissatisfied.

　　 After all, one is realism and the other is abstraction. The mixing of the two styles is really awkward.

　　"The two Taoist leaders, Uncle Li, the kid has no choice but to do it.

　　 After all, the painting skills of Yan Langzhong and I are not a style. "

　　 Sun Simiao forced his head away. He was afraid that he could not hold it back, so he squirted out the tea soup.

　　 Yuan Tiangang raised his face to look at the sky, Dao, I have finally seen how thick a young man can be.

　　 "When discussing gonorrhea, don't worry about other things, the old man doesn't want to listen to those messy things." Li Shimin sat down with a black face.

　　 Can no longer let Cheng Lao San talk nonsense, don't be afraid, Li Shimin is really afraid that he can't control his temper.

　　Chubi Cheng also noticed that everyone's emotions are not high. It seems that the two-style mixed art works are awkward.

　　 "In that case, the kid took the liberty to say that the so-called gonorrhea, in my opinion, is related to the male reproductive system of Qianliemai..."