The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Seeing her slightly apologetic smile, Cheng Chubi sucked his nose, quickly took Qiu Yi over and thanked him, and quickly put it on.

"You don't have to be polite, Brother Cheng." Wu Mei blinked, and then disappeared into the thick curtain with a playful smile.

Cheng Chubi wrapped his thick fur clothes tightly, letting himself be in the freezing cold wind in this cold winter.

I feel the warmth of my body and mind, but there is something wrong. It is obviously my own clothes. Why do you want to thank her?

Well, this can only show that I am a good man with a gentlemanly demeanor. Cheng Chubi sniffed and comforted himself.

About half an hour, when Cheng Chubi felt that he was about to be numb, Li Chengqian finally left the Ganlu Temple.

Only this time, I used the kind of shoulders with coverings to protect Li Chengqian, the frail and sickly ribs essence.

Cheng Chubi sucked his nose and continued to play a loyal role. Under the wind and snow, he accompanied the prince back to the East Palace.

In the Lizheng Hall, Li Chengqian drank a sip of steaming tea soup, and added a sip of **** tea soup.

As if there was a warm current, it began to spread to the limbs. Li Chengqian looked at Cheng Chubi who was also drinking tea.

"Brother Chubi, just now in the Temple of Ganlu..."

After Wu Mei's explanation, Cheng Chubi also relieved a lot and smiled frankly.

"I just said my speculation, and whether it is your majesty or your mother, as your parents, they must be thinking of you."

Li Chengqian was a little relieved when he saw Cheng Chubi this way. After all, this was the first friend he had ever made in his life.

He really didn't want to have any misunderstandings with Cheng Saburo.

"Thank you, Xiongtai, for your understanding, so I will use tea instead of wine. Thank you, Xiongtai." Li Chengqian happily said with a toast.

After touching the tea bowl, the two sipped their mouths and smiled at each other, and the atmosphere seemed to ease a lot.

Cheng Chubi no longer struggled with Li Chengqian's leg injury, but asked the prince who was about to get married.

Only then did he know that the martial arts Su clan he married, the eldest daughter of Qizhou governor Su Quan, had a fate in several ways.

The impression of this wife is not good, but it is not bad.

He is a prince after all, and it is naturally impossible for him to fall in love on his own for a major marriage event.

"My mother said, Su Niangzi is a very gentle and virtuous person. I also think I would like such a woman..."

"It's a pity that my foot was injured. Even if I have taken care of it during this period, I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to go out of the palace with Brother Chu Bi."

Cheng Chubi nodded in agreement. "That's natural, after all, the wedding date is about to happen, so there is no time for your Highness."

"I thought that... it was the poem with a long poem on the chrysanthemum, and it was the proud work of Xiongtai's life."

"But I didn't expect that your other farewell poem would make my little brother even more resentful..."

Seeing Li Chengqian's bitter gaze, Cheng Chubi felt his scalp numb, and quickly changed the subject.

"His Royal Highness must not forget that the poem is called "Chrysanthemums on the Chongyang Festival in the Palace of Liangyi on the 8th day of the eighth day of the eighth year of Chang'an Zhenguan". It was taken by your father."

"..." Li Chengqian opened his mouth with a grin, before closing it for a long time, his expression was a bit strange and authentic. "Thank you Xiongtai for reminding me, I must keep it in my mind."

The name of the stinky long poem, which resembles the old lady's foot cloth, came from the mouth of the emperor, which is too unbelievable.

Seeing the mess on the face of the Prince's Royal Highness, Cheng Chubi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Anyway, I don't know where Niu went...

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Back at Cheng's Mansion, just stepping into the courtyard gate, I saw a very unique black bear spirit popping out.

The moment Cheng Chubi subconsciously wanted to lift his foot and kick the past, he heard Cheng Laoliu's exaggerated howling from the black bear spirit that stared at a pair of dead fish eyes.

"Cheng Laoliu!" With a black line on his face, Cheng Chubi stretched out his hand and pulled his bearskin head up, riding on Cheng Lao Si's back. Cheng Laoliu, who was flaring with teeth and claws, shuddered in terror.

"Brother Brother, how did you find out?" The fourth child who was carrying Cheng Lao Liu hard and asked curiously.

"You three, can you stop a little bit."

Cheng Chubi glanced at Cheng Liang and Cheng Guang, who followed him into Cheng's Mansion, suffocated with a smile, and shouted angrily.

"Such a big Xiong Wei, his voice is like a little milky cat, your third brother, I am not deaf."

"Sure enough, I'll just say it, I should call it." Cheng Laowu, who crouched behind and played the bear's ass, complained unwillingly.

"Yeah, listen to the fifth." Cheng Chubi heard the sound of hoofs coming from behind him.

Fondly rubbed Cheng Laoliu's face that was blushing from the cold, but still abruptly energetic. "Come on, try to scare the eldest brother and the second brother."

"Okay!" The Cheng family hurriedly wrapped the bear skin stolen from the front hall again, disguised as an oddly shaped black bear, and retracted again behind the door.

Cheng Chubi hurriedly walked on, and after rushing into the front hall, he turned his head and prepared to watch the play happily.

Sure enough, the eldest brother and the second brother came one after another, and the black bear spirit played by the three bear kids popped out again.

But this time, due to the unstable bottom plate, the direct howling just turned into a scream, and the three bear kids rolled all over the floor.

Seeing that the eldest brother and the second elder brother were stunned for a long time, pointing to the three bear children and stumbled with laughter, ridiculing and laughing.

It's a pity that they didn't have a few words of sarcasm, and they felt a heavy blow to their hips, and the two brothers scrambled forward and rushed far away, almost without falling into the mud.

"Asshole thing, I don't know how to help my brother when I see what he has fallen into."

The Cheng family devil yelled a few words angrily, and then kindly picked up the three humming bear children.

Fortunately, the children of the old Cheng family were all pitiful, although they were grinning and grinning in pain, none of them cried.

In order to punish these three little bastards, they used the bear skins that their fathers hung in the front hall as feats~www.wuxiaspot.com~ for the evil act of stealing and playing.

At the same time, we should also praise the brave spirit of the children who are not afraid of pain. The kind father slapped each of the three little **** a few times on the ass.

Then let Cheng Fu add a few more sheep bones to the three boys, so that they can grind their teeth and enjoy their mouths.

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It's not the same as burning bamboo charcoal in a copper stove in the palace. The heating method of the old Cheng's house is really a bit special, a huge iron basin with charcoal piled in it.

It’s never broken. The large pieces of charcoal are thrown in whole pieces, and there are shelves around them roasting chickens and rabbits.

Shengsheng turned the warm mode of heating in winter into a posture for a celebration banquet in the Shanzhai Juyi Hall.

Cheng Chubi was deeply shocked by this old Cheng family's winter warmth gathering mode, and instantly felt that the uniquely shaped copper stove and fine bamboo charcoal in the palace.

Compared with the big iron basins and solid wood carbon blocks of the old Cheng family, they are really two very different heating styles.

A kind of delicate and gentle literati elegance, and a kind of bold and domineering martial arts aura.

"Lao San, I was stunned. Dad asked you something." After Cheng Yaojin took a sip of the secret three-leaf pulp, he saw that the youngest was still a little sluggish, and asked unhappily.

"Ah, dad, what do you ask the child?" Cheng Chubi smiled uncomfortably.

It seems that the observation ability is too meticulous, like to analyze the inner part of things, and the cognition of the lifestyle is too rigorous and it is not good, and it is easy to make mistakes.

"Aren't you going to pick up the prince back to Chang'an today, how are you?" Cheng Yaojin picked up a chicken leg, stuffed it into his mouth, and pulled...

He simply cleaned the root as if washed repeatedly with dilute hydrochloric acid, and threw the clean and dry chicken bones aside.

"..."