The First Family of Tang Dynasty

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Wu Meiniang blinked, and the beautiful Zhulip continued to chew the dried fish, and asked after she went down.

"No problem, I don't know what book it is."

"A strange book called "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" has a peculiar origin. If you ask me, I can't tell you."

Cheng Chubi, who has been deeply hurt by the "His Majesty the Emperor's Secret Book in Da'an Palace", this book subconsciously wants to maintain a sense of mystery.

"Brother Cheng, you..." Wu Meiniang looked at a serious nonsense Cheng Saburo and rubbed her eyebrows helplessly.

Turning her bright eyes, she smiled at Cheng Chuwei, who was very serious.

"Is the content also mysterious, so mysterious that you can't tell me?"

With a black line on his face, Cheng Chubi reached out angrily, grabbed two pieces of dried fish at a time, and put them in his mouth.

"... I said Mei Niang, can you stop making trouble, I won't tell you the content, how do you copy it."

Wu Meiniang slowly put the dried fish back in her hand, her eyes full of resentment as the waves flowed.

Cheng Chubi gave Cheng Chubi a light look and sighed quietly.

"...Yes, how can the little girl, Ho De, be able to gain the trust of Brother Cheng, since you don't want to say, how dare the little girl ask each other?"

Seeing Wu Meiniang suddenly became depressed, her eyes were gloomy and her expression low.

Even if Cheng Chubi knew that this girl who was so clever and fast as a vixen was disguising, he still couldn't see Wu Meiniang like this.

Especially when I saw this girl's buns used to pretend to be fierce, getting bigger and bigger.

Alas, this girl who loves beauty is so persistent, does she often endure hunger every day for the sake of physical beauty?

Only in the dead of night, when no one pays attention to her, she would devour the buns.

Cheng Chubi showed pity and decided to make up a white lie.

"Actually, I have a friend named Luo Guanzhong. He is already...well, anyway, he is not in this world at the moment."

"???" Wu Meiniang looked at Cheng Chubi with a dazed expression, and finally managed to hold back and ask if your friend had passed away.

"He left a strange book called "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms". I hope you can copy it for me."

"Well, I also want to hear what is so strange about this book."

Wu Meiniang smiled sweetly, ate two dried small fishes, clapped her hands and prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone to start work.

Cheng Chubi looked at the frugal beauty girl, thought for a while, couldn't help but asked with concern.

"By the way, if you are hungry, I can bring you some stuffing food on weekdays."

"I'm not hungry, I'm quite full, but if Third Brother Cheng, you want to bring me delicious food, of course I don't mind."

"Hmm...understood." Cheng Chubi showed a smile that was unpredictable and unpredictable.

The girl was afraid that she was ashamed to say she was hungry, so she deliberately explained those two sentences again.

However, as an excellent gentleman, Cheng Chubi will naturally not expose the true intentions of this violent and beautiful girl.

Wu Meiniang looked at Third Brother Cheng suspiciously, always feeling that this guy's smile was very serious, huh, because this girl only praised you for being serious.

However, if Cheng Sange has always been very serious, should he be happy? Should I be unhappy?

Wu Meiniang couldn't help but curled her lips with a little entanglement, lifted her pen, and after writing the four characters "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", she looked towards Cheng Chubi.

Seeing that Cheng Sange had stood up, stood with his hands behind, his eyes were long, and he slowly exhaled and spoke.

"...The Yangtze River is rolling eastward, the waves scouring out the heroes, success and failure turn around. The green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for several times.

White-haired fisherman Qiao Jiangzhu, used to watch the autumn moon and spring breeze. A pot of muddy wine rejoiced to meet each other. Many things, ancient and modern, are talking about with laughter..."

Cheng Chubi slowly gained strength, just about to continue talking about the first chapter of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", bowed his head.

I saw Wu Meiniang staring at herself dumbfounded, her eyes that should have been shining brightly, at this moment, were like two Wu hook swords.

In the blink of an eye, Cheng Chubi felt a burning pain on her face. Of course, these were not the points.

The point is that this woman just smiled straightly, looked at herself blankly, and didn't write a word.

"Mei Niang, Mei Niang?!" Cheng Chubi had to raise the volume to remind the girl. "Why are you stunned, write quickly."

"You, no, you will wait first."

Wu Meiniang stared at Cheng Saburo blankly, and her whole person was deeply shocked by the generous, tragic and energetic mood of this long and short sentence.

Then, Wu Meiniang showed a playful smile, and the beautiful eyes were full of colors.

"Brother Cheng, you wrote this, it must be you..."

"I said, my friend, the surname is Luo Ming Guanzhong." Cheng Chubi reluctantly sat down.

Wu Meiniang took a deep breath, couldn't help laughing, put down the pen, and put her hands on her knees.

His eyes were bright, and Cheng Saburo was forced to see Cheng Saburo, and a strong momentum suddenly rose.

"???" Cheng Chubi looked at this man with a dumbfounded expression. What kind of demon moth does this Datang Qi woman want to make?

Look at her, with playful expression and sinister eyes, like a female spy chief who is interrogating a brave and unyielding revolutionary martyr.

Cheng Chubi lowered his neck uncomfortably. "Mei Niang, what do you want to do?"

Seeing the female spy chief raised her hand~www.wuxiaspot.com~, it seemed that there was a phantom of a red soldering iron shaking with it.

"Brother Cheng, please answer me immediately after I ask a question. How old is your Luo friend, where does his family live, and where is his native place?"

Cheng Chubi was immediately dumbfounded. I really know how old Luo Guanzhong is, where he lives and where he is born.

Cheng Chubi only hesitated for two blinks of an eye to speak, but as a strange woman who became a generation of empress in another historical time and space.

Miss Wu Meiniang, who is extremely confident of her keen judgment and reasoning ability, smiled.

"Okay, Brother Cheng, you don't need to answer me. I understand..."

"I, I haven't said this yet." Cheng Chubi had a black line on his face. If you know a woolen thread, Lao Tzu also needs to organize the language if it is necessary to weave it.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter how old he lives, Brother Cheng, I believe you."

Then, her heart slammed into the ground, Wu Meiniang with difficulty took back her gaze that was about to expose her inner emotions.

He lowered his head and quietly clenched his pink fists with both hands. Sure enough, he deserves to be the man I fancy.

His serious nonsense, trying to make me think that this book has nothing to do with him.

Yes, I must be afraid that my talent is too dazzling, for fear that the wind will destroy it if the wood is beautiful in the forest? Well, it must be for this reason.

Cheng Chubi stared at Wu Meiniang blankly, that pink and white pretty face was all red at the moment.

A pair of bright eyes are shy and timid, and from time to time they raise their thick eyelashes to slap themselves.

Let the talents of the old Cheng family take care of it and missed a few shots in an instant.