The First Family of Tang Dynasty

With my eyes closed and opened, it's dawn...

With a haggard face, Li Ke, who looked at the strange room with a dull eye, gave an instant shock, and quickly put on his clothes lightly.

Then the cat moved to the waist, and the ghost came to the door of the room with a gentle push.

"Brother Weide? I'm here..." As soon as Li Ke poked his head out, he heard a low voice with a vibrato.

With a sound of a head, I saw the haggard Fang Jun, and the brothers who had their heads popped up one after another who were cutting chicken heads and burning yellow paper.

"Nobody? Go, hurry up..." Seeing that there was no one in the courtyard, Li Zhen couldn't help but be overjoyed and raised his hand.

Several good brothers who depended on life and death, very skillfully maintained their vigilance, and stepped lightly towards the front hall of Cheng's Mansion.

Once again, I came to the corner and started to detect the enemy's situation from the sharp-eyed plum.

Looking around for a long time, he was overjoyed when he saw a handsome young man in Cheng's mansion passing by with a wooden knife in his hand.

"Cheng Laoliu, come here..." Li Ke also saw it, and he couldn't help but greeted softly.

"Brothers, what are you doing here?" Cheng Laoliu ran over quickly, staring at the three elder brothers' good friends with those bright eyes.

"Where's your father?" Li Zhen chuckled, knelt down and asked in a low voice.

"My dad?... Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" Cheng Laoliu was taken aback, spinning like a flash of lightning, disappearing in an instant...

"!!!"

One ticket was left, and the dudes who kept their wretched posture, squatting in the corner, were stunned and messed in the wind.

Soon, bold and full of power, the sound is like a big laugh from the distance of gold and stone, from far to near.

"Wow ha ha ha... Little children, squatting and doing so, they are all awake, hurry up, the old man also wants the boss and the second to greet you to come over for breakfast."

Seeing Cheng Yaojin, who led Cheng Laoliu to appear before him, was as fierce as a burly bear.

Behind his buttocks squatted like a copy-and-paste boss and second child. The desperate boy looked desperate and his heart was ashamed.

Amidst the arrogant laughter of the noble bully, there are gangsters who do all things in the city of Chang'an.

Early in the morning, I was brave in the breakfast of the secret wine hangover, which was not passed down by the old Cheng family.

Looking at the Xungui children who were lifted by the guards of each house early in the morning, the neighbors of the old Cheng family almost smiled and cocked their mouths.

"Tsk tusk tusk, it's like a tiger's lair in Longtan, no wonder General Cheng's commentary..."

The weak scholar who wrote the letter on his behalf shook his head, sighing with emotion on his face.

The blind fortune-teller on the side closed his eyes, and said to a middle-aged businessman Mogu, who was hesitant about his future fate.

"The old man hasn't seen a guest who can jump out of the old Cheng's house on two legs in recent years."

The businessman looked at the closed eyes of the blind fortune-telling man with a dazed expression, and then looked back at the car passing by.

As if aware of the great fluctuations in the mood of the fortune-teller before him, the blind fortune-teller quickly reminded him. "Don't move, you won't be allowed to move the Mogu."

"The old man was not blind in his early years. He just reminded the poor man with frustrated fate too much, only if he was punished by God..."

The uncle who was washing up the glutinous bowl, curled his lips, and finally gave a hehe in consideration of the long-term friendship.

"Yes, a blind man is blind or not blind, but his heart is bright."

"..." The blind face of the fortune teller was a little dark. I always feel that this old friend is cursing...

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"It's not bad, it's worthy of our Cheng family man, wearing this iron armor, and finally he has the sturdy appearance of a big brother."

Cheng Yaojin stroked the thick beard like a steel needle, and looked satisfied with a light armor.

A horizontal sword was tied to his waist, and a sword with a length of less than two feet was inserted diagonally, as a barrier sword for melee defense.

After being fully armed, Cheng Chubi appeared to be five-person and six-person, with extraordinary aura.

"Father, the child also thinks it's pretty good." Cheng Chubi also liked it quite a bit. Who doesn't like this stuff?

I remember when I was a teenager, what I liked most was to use the paper shell in front of the armor, the pot cover as a shield, and the branch as a sword.

Play with the children in the courtyard as ancient generals beheading the flag, and see who is the best.

Anyone can become a husband and wife with the Liu's little fat girl who is only seven years old, one meter tall, and eighty-eight in weight, who can always change the way to take out snacks.

If you don't call her a lady, the little fat girl is not happy to give potato chips to her. In order to eat a bite, the boys in the yard also fight.

When thinking about the life of a bear kid in the past, Cheng Chubi was also full of emotions. I am afraid that he was no better than the three younger brothers.

"Come on, third child, take this stuff, and let the old man take a good look at my son's well-armed appearance."

"???" Cheng Chubi looked at his father and brought up a large sword with a long handle and sheath, about 1.7 meters high, and he was stunned.

"Father, why do you use this?" Cheng Chubi looked at him with a dazed expression on how it would have to be a one-meter-and-five-meter long sword. The whole person was not good.

"This is a yi knife. This thing is just a look. It is not as easy to use as the axe of our old Cheng family to kill people."

Cheng Yaojin also handed the 1.5-meter-long knife to Cheng Chubi with a look of disgust.

"This thing, it's mostly for the guards of your majesty and the prince when they travel, or the honor guard used by the prince's inner rate..."

After listening to Cheng Yaojin's introduction, Cheng Chubi looked at the real sword in his hand.

The shape is inherited from the Han Dynasty ring hand knife style, and the handle has a dragon and phoenix ring that symbolizes the royal family.

The handle and scabbard are decorated with golden light and silver light. I'm afraid I won't be able to pick up a couple of gold, but a few dollars of gold leaf can also have it.

Following Cheng Yaojin's instructions, Cheng Chubi stood up the Yidao in front of him, stuck it on the ground, and held it on the handle with both hands.

Fortunately, Cheng Chubi was quite tall and burly, otherwise, this handle alone would be able to hide a short face.

"Good-looking, the third child, you are really good enough to dress up like this, and you look like a person." The eldest brother Cheng Chumo said with a gratified expression on his face.

"Well, what the eldest brother said is reasonable~www.wuxiaspot.com~third brother, you should raise your head and look fiercely, this is just like the pure men of our old Cheng family..."

"Okay, you two bastards, don't play around with the third one..." Cheng Yaojin smiled heartily, one person and one foot, finally making the boss and the second lower eyebrows pleasing.

The three younger brothers were about to drip out at this moment, looking at the third brother with envy.

Cheng Laoliu pulled out his wooden knife, strode forward, and stood side by side with Cheng Chubi, raising his head proudly.

Seeing Cheng Yao Jin Dale, he picked up the bear boy, with a thick beard like a steel needle, which made the little guy scream.

The old four and the old five walked around happily and took up their respective wooden knives and axes.

Hehe haha, the iron armor on Cheng Chubi, who is in a heroic posture, slams loudly...

The scene of a happy and happy family is comforting and peaceful.