The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chubi was directly petrified. Nei Xiu, Xiu Er, Du Xiu, Zhang Xiu...

A heroic son and daughter with a show character in their name put on a model show one after another.

The loud laughter of the Peking opera singing voice uttered wow, haha, and waved through my mind.

Seeing the youngest child seemed to be a little too frightened, Cheng Yaojin was so gentle and honest.

"You should also know that your mother is a heir to poetry and books, and she is very knowledgeable. Dad knows all this knowledge from your mother.

So the third child, remember to study hard, finish schoolwork, and strive to be as knowledgeable as a father in the future. "

"..." Cheng Chubi nodded silently. As the most beautiful cub of the old Cheng family, he should indeed become the cultural responsibility of the old Cheng family.

When it comes to cultural responsibility, Cheng Chubi thinks of another big thing.

"Father, when you say this, I think of another big thing."

When Cheng Yaojin saw Cheng Chubi bend down again, he pulled out another box from under the couch, and started looking for the key to spend, and he couldn't help but happily said.

"The third child, how many treasures is your kid hiding here?"

"Father, there is no way for Haier, this is the treasure that Haier wants to give us the old Cheng family poetry and book heirloom.

These two days have been too busy, and I haven't had time to mount it, and I am afraid that the fourth child will be ruined by foolishness, so I put it here. "

While speaking, Cheng Chubi triumphantly laid out one sheet first.

"This painting was painted by His Majesty himself, and then His Royal Highness and His Royal Highness Shu Wang wrote on it..."

Hearing this, Lao Cheng's eyes lighted up, and he took a few glances happily.

"I said, why are you so pleasing to your eyes? Look at the horses and birds on this.

Both are very festive, even the two circles are also very festive...

It really is a good baby. Leave it to Dad to do it, Dad will take it and mount it in a while, and then hang it in the mansion.

Let your brethren be well nurtured, and there will be some ink in your belly anyway. "

Seeing his father so happy, Cheng Chubi forgave his father for saying that the breeze he painted was an unintentional act like the circle circle.

"Then what is this one?"

"Father, do you know about Yan Liben, the nobleman? This is his painting..." Cheng Chubi spread out another painting triumphantly.

Although it was only a portrait, although he had pocked his face, it was also Master Yan's handwriting anyway.

Cheng Yaojin copied the painting and looked at it. "I said the third child, wouldn't you step on **** that day, luck is so good..."

"..." Cheng Chubi was unhappy. I didn’t step on the shit, but there were three younger brothers who rolled in the mud and were even dirtier than shit...

Think about it, after all, brothers need to be friendly and united, and you don't need to tell the kind old father who likes physical education.

"Although the painting is a pockmark face, it is Lao Yan's handwriting at any rate, and it is pleasing to the eye. Well, Mazi is also festive."

"Well, Lao Yan has some skills, but he is a little hypocritical. His paintings are rare, so there are only a few of his paintings."

"Even if you have a good relationship with him, it's hard to get a picture."

"But the third child, why didn't you let them pay you for these two paintings?"

Cheng Chubi thought of the time when Yan Liben looked at him with disgust, and rubbed his nose rather embarrassingly.

"My boy is not familiar with Yan Langzhong, and I am really embarrassed to be in front of your majesty..."

"You kid, you are too shy, it's not good." Cheng Yaojin patted Cheng Chubi's shoulder lovingly. "But it's okay, there's dad."

"Since their masterpiece has fallen into the hands of our old Cheng family, these signatures can be handed over to Dad."

Looking at Cheng Yaojin's kind face full of fleshy flesh, shrewd eyes, and the confident smile.

Cheng Chubi was also very pleased. He had a good father, and he was indeed his strongest backing.

When the father and son left the room, Cheng Yaojin looked at Cheng Chubi who was locking the door, and couldn't help sighing with emotion.

"Yes, this is really locked. If the three little **** break in and destroy those babies, the old man will also feel distressed.

Alas... Chengri either went to the house to uncover tiles or drilled the ditch to take mice. The old man wanted to clean up but couldn't bear their cleverness. "

Cheng Chubi quickly lowered his eyebrows and nodded pleasingly, expressing his approval of his father's kindness and love. Hehe in my heart endlessly.

When your elders cleaned up the elder brother and the second elder brother, they punched and kicked, and they were so energetic that they flew quickly. Isn't it because the eldest brother and the second elder brother have a strong physique.

Cheng Chubi lowered his head and glanced at his physique that was almost as good as that of the eldest brother and the second brother.

His expression could not help being dignified, and it seemed that he was in front of his father, and he must maintain his father's kindness and filial piety.

This is out of courtesy and respect for the elders, not to avoid being taught by physics.

Alas, in this rigorous old Cheng family, it is safer to grow up and grow up.

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Changsun Wugou was in the side hall, sorting out the messy books and bamboo slips, and placing them on the corresponding bookshelves.

The eunuchs and Gong'e on the side were sweeping gently. At this moment, Changsun Wuguo heard a rush of footsteps, and her eyebrows raised lightly.

Only then moved to the distance to the gate of the temple, his face turned black, panting like a cow, and Li Shimin, who was full of fierce eagle eyes, stepped into the temple.

At the moment when he saw Wuguo, the grandson, Li Shimin's rising anger seemed to stagnate.

"See your majesty for concubines." The grandson Wugou Yingying bowed next.

"Zitong is flat, why are you here?" Li Shimin stepped forward and took a long-term grandson Wugou warmly.

The anger that had already overflowed Yan Biao had already converged. Zhao Kun and others who followed behind all breathed a sigh of relief.

"The concubine just went to visit the emperor father, and it happened to be fine when he came back, and he was sorting the bookcase for your majesty..."

Long Sun Wugou smiled, the elegant and gentle voice made Li Shimin feel at ease.

"You and others will retreat first." Li Shimin then looked away from the smiling face of Changsun Wuguo, glanced around and ordered.

Soon, the guards of Gong'e **** all disappeared outside the hall.

Changsun Wugu's smart eyes swept outside, and then he whispered. "Husband, who is the minister who provokes you today?"

Not to mention it, Li Shimin's anger rose again with the mention of the grandson Wugou.

"Huh, Old Piff Cheng, you've deceived me too much!"

Changsun Wuguo was a little confused. "What's wrong with your husband? Is it possible that Ke'er is trapped in Cheng's house again?"

"..." Li Shimin opened his mouth, he could only sigh for a long time, and sat down on the couch. "That's not true."

Changsun Wugou sat aside and personally offered Li Shimin a cup of tea soup.

Then, a pair of beautiful and moving eyes looked at her husband quietly, virtuous and gentle, but didn't say a word.

Li Shimin knew very well what the Guanyin maid's move meant, and after taking a sip of tea, he had to say.

"That bastard, today I asked him about his Saburo's treatment of Qin Qing's old illnesses, but he was actually messing around, which really annoyed me."

At the entrance of the hall, after hearing His Majesty the Emperor of Tang Dynasty explain this to His Royal Highness, Zhao Kun and others who knew the inside story had strange eyes and dull expressions.

Secretly and uniformly ha ha ha...