The First Family of Tang Dynasty

The gate of Cheng's Mansion trembled for a while, and it seemed that even the bolt on the gate had been photographed.

A gentle wind blew across the street and brushed the blackened cheeks of the guards.

Behind the palace gate, came the arrogant laughter of General Cheng.

When I watched the lively neighborhoods, some smiled and bent over, pointing to the guards of the guards who were dumbfounded, their eyes full of joy and misfortune.

"Wow hahaha...Little dolls, I'm here too!"

"???" Several Datang Xungui's blushing faces instantly turned white after eating hot pot, their hands shook, and their chopsticks fell directly to the ground.

"This, this, this..."

Li Ke's small face, who was screaming and screaming, turned into grayish white just now, and he reached out his ears with a dazed expression on his face.

Eating so numb to the ears that you have hallucinations? The sky is still blue and blue, should it be early before dusk?

Cheng Chubi looked at this desperate boy, but for some reason, he couldn't empathize with him.

On the contrary, there is a sense of comfort and pleasure, and the mood is flying in the field.

"Father! You are back, but my child has been waiting for a long time."

Cheng Chubi quickly swallowed a piece of frozen tofu, and then strode to the front of the hall and bowed to the oncoming Cheng Yaojin and his eldest brother.

Cheng Yaojin took a deep sniff of the fragrance spilling from the hall, his eyes gleaming.

"Fragrant, the smell makes you feel energetic.

The youngest, you said yesterday that you are going to make delicious food today, how can you not go back to your house earlier to join in. "

He patted Cheng Chubi's shoulder comfortably, Cheng Yaojin, who was in heavy armor, walked slowly into the hall with his hands in his hands.

The clamoring sound of the rubbing of the beetle leaves makes the scalp numb.

"Yo yo yo... you little dolls, how come you two are like silly gooses, didn't you see the old man?"

Just now, he even yelled, screamed, and talked about the arrogant and honorable dudes.

Now there are two mountain patrol bandits, A, B, C, Dingzhong who seem to have seen the King of the Mountain. Honestly bow to Cheng Da bully.

"Forget it, I don't have to pay much attention to it, old man, how is it, how is the food?"

"It's very fragrant. Brother Chubi's craftsmanship is so good. This is the first time this hot pot nephew has eaten it. It is so fragrant that it can't stop chopsticks..."

Taking a breath, Li Qixi smiled as he tried to make his numb mouth speak fluently.

"Oh, my nephew is here today too? In the past, your kid seldom came to visit the old man's house. During this period of time, he ran diligently."

Cheng Yaojin's heavy hand fell on Li Ke's shoulder, and his Royal Highness Shu Wang was half a head short in an instant.

"Seeing Uncle Cheng, that, my nephew came here for this matter, but he was served by the emperor..."

Cheng Yaojin's face was stern and interrupted Li Ke's words.

"Your elders, like my old Cheng, are like brothers, and old Cheng also treats you as his own baby."

"Since you have eaten it, you have to eat and drink enough before doing business, and then believe it or not, the old man will fill you with wine himself.

Huh? What are you drinking? This grape stuffed wine is fruit wine, and you can still drink it.

The boss was stunned, and quickly asked them to move a few jars of our old Cheng's secret three-leaf pulp.

To save others gossip about our Cheng family's poor hospitality, we don't even bring out any good wine. "

Cheng Chubi stared blankly at the extremely powerful Cheng Yaojin, his iron armor rattled.

The dudes, one by one, are really grandchildren, coughing and coughing like children and grandchildren, and they dare not say one.

Well, maybe everyone is afraid that this capable General Cheng will fill himself with alcohol himself.

Seeing the light brown Chengfu secret three-leaf milk rippling in the cup, Li Ke's eyes were moisturized while sitting in front of the hot pot.

Father, please forgive the child for his unfilial piety. I am afraid that I will not be able to climb back today...

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In the mansion of Lu Guogong in Chang'an City, there was a lot of rampant in and out of Chang'an City on weekdays.

Drinking and playing punches, fights and fights, no evil and noble dude.

Amidst the wild and public laugh of the noble demon king who is famous in Chang'an, he held up the wine glass in his hand with a dull expression and drained it...

In an instant, the original numb expression instantly became distorted and hideous, and it took a long time to squeeze the eyebrows and make the exhale sound like a remnant of a disaster.

"Okay, all are good babies, hahaha... eat, eat vegetables.

The old man is an elder, and he doesn't press the wine. After drinking three glasses, you can do it yourself. Here, the second cup! "

With the iron armor still unresolved, General Cheng, who appeared more murderous and fierce in his eyes, cared for him.

The three cups together were afraid of a catty of Chengfu's secret three-leaf jelly for less than 20 breaths.

Seeing that the dudes who had already drunk a lot of grape vinegar before had a tendency to straighten their eyes, Cheng Yaojin nodded in satisfaction.

"The old man goes to remove his armor first, the boss and the second and third, you are the host, don't wait for the guests."

"My child obeyed!" The boss Cheng Chumo, the second child Cheng Chuliang, and the third child Cheng Chubi subconsciously stood up straight, and said loudly.

In order to fulfill the instructions of the benevolent father, and to live up to the old Cheng Jiabin's reputation as home away from home, the three children of the Cheng family took off.

Seeing Cheng Yaojin leaving the front hall, Li Ke gritted his teeth, put down his chopsticks, and ran toward the hall door at a galloping speed.

"Brothers and little ones, go one step ahead, and then come to ask for sin in the coming day..."

Everyone saw that Li Ke, who was a four-wheel-edged student and a three-year-old man, was trembling with his little cleverness. His actions made Fang Jun eager to move.

However, the other martial arts dandies had expressions of joy and misfortune.

Seeing the spine of his writing, his head held high, his Royal Highness Shu rushing so cheerfully like a deer.

Boss Cheng chuckled and squeezed his eyes. "Do you count or me?"

Fang Jun's reaction is slow or slow, but he is not stupid. Seeing that everyone around him sits as steady as a mountain, he laughs and laughs.

After thinking about it, he picked up his chopsticks and quickly rinsed a chopsticks fat beef into his mouth. This fat, tender, crispy, sweet beef was most to his appetite.

What run? Isn't hot pot fragrant?

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four... Hey, isn't this brother Wei De? Why are you back again."

Before Cheng Chuliang slowly counted to ten, he saw the handsome Shu King Li Ke rushing back with a black face and extremely depraved.

"My brother is not annoyed, it's my father's order to seal the door." Cheng Chu silently did not wait for Li Ke to speak, and then took a sigh of relief, and then spoke leisurely.

"Let's Lord Lu, do you think it's a place where you want to come or leave?

If you don't lie down, wouldn't it ruin my old Cheng's reputation as home away from home? "

"Brother, you come to Uncle Cheng's house to visit too little, really." Yuchi Baoqing looked at Li Ke with pity and shook his head.

The friendship between his own father and Cheng Yiba, except for the friendship on the battlefield, was all in the wine and was drunk.

He and his twin brothers did not leave Cheng's mansion on their own legs, except for the last time General Qin became ill.

"Hey...Finally, today we will meet up at the wine table."

Li Ke returned to his seat and sat down, with a tragic expression on his face, taking a cup of Chengfu's secret three-leaf syrup and pour it...

With little effort, Cheng Yaojin arrived on the battlefield with a loud laugh and changed into casual clothes.

This noble and noble bully of Tang urged the younger generations to fight each other at the wine table with a loving look and a comforting tone.

Whenever he saw the junior roll his eyes tragically over the Cheng's family banquet, the big boss would let out a gratified and arrogant laugh.

Just like the big demon resurrected from hell, he will always linger in the hearts and souls of these unconscious juniors, with a deep nightmare stigma...

Hmm... In the description of psychological activities in the back, Cheng Chubi, who drank too much, was forcibly adding drama.