The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Li Shimin, the wise and majestic Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, was standing on the steps at the moment, standing with his hands behind him.

Listening to the report from the guard of the Shu Palace who rushed over, his face became darker and darker, and finally, twitching his eyes and waving stiffly, he repelled the visitor.

When there was no one around, the emperor of Datang couldn't help stomping his feet severely. "This old man, what kind of ability to bully the little baby."

Li Shimin was also very helpless. He was only sending Li Ke to inquire about the matter, but not making an order, so it could only be regarded as a private matter, not an official business.

And Cheng Yaojin's wicked stuff left Li Ke to have a banquet in the mansion. This is how people treat guests. Could he still punish this old stuff for this?

Well, the only thing that makes people unhappy is that this old Piff likes to press wine.

Regardless of who would go to his house to feast, for so many years, it would be less than ten fingers to be able to walk out on his own legs.

I thought that in order to prevent Ke'er from getting drunk, I also specially let this kid go two days late. As a result, alas...

Thinking of this, Li Shimin's anger gradually dissipated, turning into a dumbfounding. What else can I do? Could it be possible that he could send a guard to **** Ke'er back?

All the homes and houses that went to the Cheng's family for the banquet also received news from their sons who sent their guards.

In addition to jumping and scolding Cheng Lao Pifu to bully the small, he can only roll his eyes in helplessness.

After all, the eldest brother don't talk about the second elder brother, but it is very difficult for juniors who dare to set foot in their homes and want to leave on their own legs.

After all, a bunch of rough masters who are fighting on the battlefield and killing people like to tease the younger generation, and they are very happy...

This, perhaps called the love of the elderly, is all in the wine, and the care for the younger generation is all at the family banquet.

Even at the house, the famous Tang Dynasty and his wife Lu Shi had no choice but to talk to each other at this moment, Lu Shi stomped bitterly.

"His Royal Highness Shu is the same. Whenever he goes to Cheng's house, he has to drag a piece of our family's Erlang. It's all right now, all in Cheng's house."

"Madam, please calm down, it's not just your Royal Highness and our Erlang who are trapped in Cheng's Mansion, hey, what is this..."

The grandfather of the room was still very helpless after licking his beard for a long time, so he came to save someone?

Haha...I'm afraid it's the old man who has to put the old bones of a hundred kilograms there, so forget it.

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In the early morning, when the light was bright, Cheng Chubi woke up. It seems that yesterday's family banquet was opened too early, so that the sky was darkened, and the family banquet had come to an end.

Cheng Chubi only remembered that the kind old father shouted at Jia Ding and threw the dignified and honorable dad into the guest room.

I couldn't support it anymore, and went back to the house early to sleep.

I don't know if the hapless guys are awake, Cheng Chubi is happy, and instantly loses sleep.

After washing up, I wandered to the lobby and saw [Pencil Novel www.qbxs.vip] Cheng Yaojin having breakfast.

"The third child is awake? How is it, okay?" Cheng Yaojin saw Cheng Chubi, put the tableware in his hand, wiped his mouth and came to Cheng Chubi.

"Oh...you were the father yesterday, you are so good, you actually let you drink so much alcohol."

Seeing Cheng Yaojin's undisguised care, Cheng Chubi shook his head and smiled.

"Thank you father for caring, my child is fine."

"Well, it's all right. Come and sit down and talk to the old man. What happened to those guys who came to our house yesterday?"

After listening to Cheng Chubi's explanation, Cheng Yaojin was amazed.

"This group of old folks, there are many thieves. But that's okay, if things don't happen..."

"Well, of course, Dad believes that the third child you really have that ability."

"There is a dynasty meeting today, Dad has to go there earlier, Cheng Fu."

After running out of breakfast hastily, Cheng Yaojin wiped his mouth and got up and yelled.

"Have the babies up?"

"Master, the younger sons are all awake, but the older son and the second son are still asleep because they had a lot of alcohol yesterday."

"Well, then it will take another two quarters of an hour before you wake up the boss and second child. Don't miss the time to go to the Yamen."

Cheng Chubi accompanied Cheng Yaojin out of the lobby while talking, and came to the outside of the palace. Cheng Chubi thought of a question and asked casually.

"Father, why don't we keep dogs in our house,"

The kind smile on Cheng Yaojin's face suddenly froze, his expression became very complicated, and he was still wanting to speak for a long time.

Finally, he reached out and took the rein that the soldiers handed over, and then he sighed.

"There are so many children in the house, and it's a big deal to raise a dog.

Alright, the third child, you are optimistic about the three younger brothers, don't let them do anything wrong, the old man will go..."

Seeing Cheng Yaojin riding away surrounded by a group of soldiers, Cheng Chubi did not understand the meaning of his father's words for a long time.

What does it mean to have a lot of children at home, and how do you raise a dog? The old Cheng's family is also a dignified state father anyway, so you can't afford to raise a dog just because there are so many children, right?

If that's the case, then why hold a luxurious family banquet every other way?

Turning his head, he saw Cheng Fu, the chief steward of Lu Guo Gong's mansion, standing beside him.

Cheng Chubi felt that this big housekeeper should know some inside information on this issue.

The two walked towards the mansion, while Cheng Chubi directly picked up the topic. "Uncle Fu, what did my father mean when he said that?"

I saw that Uncle Fu's expression became a bit, um, a bit brilliant, and he looked at Cheng Chubi, and he looked like he wanted to talk.

"Say, Uncle Fu, you also know that I have lost my memory and I can't remember many things."

Cheng Chubi quickly put on a sad face to conceal the raging gossip fire in his heart.

"Hey... Actually, the master likes dogs quite a lot. There used to be dogs in the mansion. But..."

Cheng Fu paused deliberately, then glanced at Cheng Chubi again.

"Since the birth of a few princes, well, not to mention dogs, even cats..."

Cheng Chubi had already stunned his ears, and couldn't wait to hear the answer. "Squeak..."

"???"

What the **** does squeaky mean? Cheng Chubi was a little dazed, shouldn't it be the truth next?

Soon, Cheng Chubi reacted, and the squeaking sound was not from Uncle Fu's mouth, but a big rat.

What did he see? On the stone road several meters in front of him, he saw a vigorous ruler-grown rat.

He sprang out from the side of the stone road, and then crossed the stone road boldly and brutally.

It was the panic squeak that exposed the fear in this fat mouse, as if something terrible behind him was chasing him.

Before Cheng Chubi had time to act, he heard Cheng Laosi's stern shout. "Over there, catch up!"

"Wow, look at my rat-killing axe!"

"Don't let the enemy generals get off, the two Xiongtai will clear the way for me!"

Then, the three huskies who were all covered in dust, carrying wooden knives and wooden axes, were murderous, screaming huskies, cough...the young man of Cheng Mansion.

It also sprang out from the grass and crossed the stone road.

It quickly disappeared without a trace. Only the squeaking sound still echoed in the courtyard.

Cheng Chubi stared blankly at the empty stone road, turned his head, and looked at the rich uncle who couldn't even shake his head in tears or laughter.

"Well, it's roughly the same." Uncle Fu met Cheng Chubi's gaze, showing a nostalgic and painful expression, which was a little vague.

"..."