The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chubi suddenly felt a tremendous force, and his life hit his buttocks. He couldn't help but staggered for several steps to stabilize his figure.

The two Taoist leaders Sun and Yuan watched the sudden appearance with a bewildered look, and then a burly and powerful man who kicked his own son aside.

"Then take the old man's life..." A familiar and arrogant voice rang from behind.

Such a quick kick, familiar angle and strength, really is his father Cheng Yaojin.

"Father..." Seeing the red eyes and compassionate eyes of my father, Cheng Chubi, who was subjected to his father's physical education, was a little confused, father, what is your expression.

This is really playing the role of the gods and generals who came to the world, using his own son to interpret what is the heart of the Bodhisattva, and the thunder means cannot be achieved?

Although I want to ask dad hardly why you kick me, but my lips are not at my disposal...

I saw Cheng Yaojin passing a slightly apologetic and comforting look, and then suddenly the momentum covered the audience.

"Second brother, it's still not a man. Looking at your son, he cried like a bear. Come on, uncle hug..."

Cheng Yaojin slid Qin Lizi up and hugged him in his arms, scratching the little guy's pink face.

"Don't worry, little guy, your third child in Uncle Cheng's family is amazing, and he will surely make your dad as active as he used to be."

"Lao Cheng..." Qin Qiong's face was a bit uncontrollable, always feeling that this guy had something in his words.

"Sister-in-law, do you like the second brother now or the second brother in the past?"

Cheng Yaojin ignored Qin Qiong who was a little anxious, and walked straight to Jia's, and put the crying Qin Li into Jia's arms.

Jia's embraced Xiao Qin Li distressedly, and glanced at the already skinny husband standing beside him.

The face was haggard, and the frowning brow seemed to have not been stretched for centuries.

In the past, the husband and the General Cheng were as majestic and mighty, prancing horses and whip, and powerful.

At home, he has a warm voice and a smile on his face all year round.

"No matter in the past or now, I only like my husband." Jia Shi looked at Qin Qiong infatuatedly.

"But I even hope that my husband can get what he wants. It's better to have a good hand than to live so dying."

Qin Qiong looked at his tearful wife, whose voice was choked, and Qin Li, who was already crying out of breath.

Suddenly, he was speechless.

"Second brother, my third child is a little bit stunned. He speaks a little offensively. But some things are true."

"Big brothers, you should be cruel to yourself. In the past, you and my brothers used three knives and six holes without frowning.

Now that your sister-in-law and nephew are supporting you, if your second brother is so timid, then you are not the second brother Qin I know. "

"Shut up your **** mother." Qin Qiong was really anxious and raised his foot and kicked over.

However, now that he is skinny, these forty-two yards of big feet really can't move, this sturdy Cheng bully who stands still on purpose and has a fat body.

"The father and son came to me repeatedly, didn't they? Just do it, and put it down today. I, Qin, is definitely not a person who is greedy of life and fear of death."

"That's right, this is the good guy I know from Lao Cheng who stabs a knife for a good brother, and who is so loyal to the sky."

Qin Qiong laughed angrily, pointed her finger at Cheng Chubi who was standing aside with a ghostly expression, and pointed at Cheng Yaojin who was standing in front of him with a hippie smile and said angrily.

"No, wait a minute. Who the **** will tell you, I pierced my own double rib knife for my brother, is the old man a fool?"

Cheng Yaojin had a happy laugh. "Look at you, my son is not complimenting you, see you are anxious."

Cheng Chubi, who finally awoke from the scene of his father suddenly appearing in control of the whole situation, hurriedly said loudly.

"Yes, yes, uncle Qin, my nephew, your admiration is like the water of the Yellow River..."

"Shut up, where did your father and son come and go back quickly, before the operation, I don't want to see you again."

Qin Qiong turned back unwillingly and snorted.

"Oh, the second brother is getting angry, haha, wife, the younger brother will leave first.

You comfort and comfort your second brother, the third son of my family is...successful. I'm going. Isn't it possible for me to go? "

"The third child, you are still doing so stupidly, don't hurry back with the old man." Cheng Yaojin ignored Qin's weak legs, smiled, turned his head and left.

The husband and wife watched Cheng Yaojinti swiftly walking away with Cheng Chubi, angrily and amused, and saw the two Taoist masters who had been low-key and silent also quietly disappeared.

Only then took a long sigh of breath and looked back at each other.

"Husband, don't worry, there is still a concubine in this house." Jia's forehead lightly touched Qin Qiong's chest, which is not generous now.

"..." Qin Qiong didn't speak any more, just hugged his wife tightly and hugged each other for a long time...

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Striding towards the outsider of Yiguo Gong's Mansion, Cheng Yaojin at this moment completely forgot the overbearing of flying and kicking his son.

He patted Cheng Chubi's shoulder with kindness and relief.

"It's a good job. Those words were sharp and energetic. Uncle Qin, you seem to act decisively, but in fact he tends to get entangled in major issues..."

It was precisely because he was worried that Qin's second elder brother had something to do, he was confused, so Cheng Yaojin thought about it, and decided to come over to supervise the formation himself.

Seeing this pro-father who was rough outside but inside show, Cheng Chubi murmured incomparably bitterly.

"Then daddy, why are you kicking me?"

Cheng Yaojin laughed and slapped Cheng Chubi's shoulder again.

"You, Uncle Qin, are so good-faced. Father, I'm not worried that Uncle Qin won't come to the stage. If you get angry at this moment, then you will be blinded?"

The two Taoist leaders who were walking next to each other were speechless. God is so white...

Cheng Chubi rubbed his butt, alas... It seemed that this kick was just to get Uncle Qin down the steps, so he had no choice but to take it for nothing.

"For the brothers to cut both ribs, um, well said, my son has an extraordinary literary talent, and he deserves to be the most beautiful baby in our old Cheng family. It looks like your mother.

Go, go home quickly, pack up well, tomorrow, it's all up to you kid. "

"By the way, the two Taoist leaders, how about going to the old man's house to gather together and have a few drinks?"

Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang shook their heads quickly.

"Thank you for the general's kind invitation. Peng Dao and Yuan Daoyou also have to go back and make good plans..."

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Cheng Chubi came to the Qin Mansion early to make preparations. The pavilion used as the operating room had already been sprayed with lime water by Cheng Chubi's person.

Even Qin Qiong, with the help of Ding Ding, had cleaned and prepared the skin all over, and lay on the specially-made operating bed in the pavilion.

"Uncle Qin, it's time to drink the medicine..." Cheng Chubi held the bowl of secret anesthetics made by Cheng Mansion and handed it to Qin Qiong's hand.

Qin Qiong picked up the bowl and glanced around. At this moment, in the operating room, except for Cheng Chubi, the chief surgeon.

It was Cheng Yaojin and Yu Chigong who moved their assistants vigorously. And his majesty's special envoy, Prince Li Chengqian, and Cheng Chubi's deputy, Cheng Family Four Five Six.

The three bear children seem to realize that today's things are extraordinary, and they are very careful and honest.

Of course, it could also be his father squatting behind his **** for fear of getting black feet.

Two big Tang famous generals were dressed in plain white, white caps, and white masks on their faces.

Such a weird dress really made Qin Qiong almost amused.

The two masters of traditional Chinese medicine, Sun and Yuan, are also masters of traditional Chinese medicine.

Standing outside the first layer of veil, Sun Simiao held the needle pouch in his hand. Yuan Tiangang held the medicine bottle.

They will be the second echelon of Qin Qiong's accident. The reason why I stayed outside the first layer of gauze was because there was not much room for the operation and it was really too tight.

Li Ke was also standing behind the curtain in the first room, and he could pass it out as soon as there was a situation.

"Next, I will ask my nephew." Qin Qiong took a deep breath and said towards Cheng Chubi.

Turning his gaze, he glanced over a group of people, nodded slightly, and drained the bowl of anesthetic in one mouthful. The bitterness and the smell of alcohol made Qin Qiong frown.

Then, a list of famous historical figures in Datang began to wait quietly for Qin Qiong to enter a sleeping posture.

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Qin Qiong was lying on the operating bed, trying to close his eyes, but the straight gaze of the guys around him made him hairy.

"I said, can you stop looking at me?"

"Uncle Qin calm down, calm down, you imagine yourself lying on the vast grassland.

Then a group of sheep jumped past you, and you just counted one by one..."

"How do you count sheep? The old man never does that. At most, when he clicks the mao, see which **** dares not to mao."

Looking at Qin Qiong, who was still in the air while lying on the bed, even though he was skinny and still as a general, Cheng Chubi was very heartbroken and sad.

"Successful, as long as you are willing, a few soldiers will also be successful..."

Qin Qiong felt sleepy and fell asleep after a little bit of chatter with Cheng Chubi.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yaojin stepped forward and asked in a muffled voice.

Cheng Chubi tried Qin Qiong's pulse and nodded. "Father Youlao and Uncle Yuchi, let's do it."

Finally, in Datang Zhenguan for eight years, he performed surgery on the famous Datang general Qin Qiong.

The first cut was at Qin Qiong's shoulder and neck position, which was suppressed by two powerful assistants capable of lifting it.

Even if Qin Qiong wakes up suddenly, he can control it.

After all, this is the well-known General Qin, not a dog for experimentation. Can't he be tied up?

The strong smell of blood, mixed with the smell of alcohol used to disinfect the skin, began to volatilize.

"The third one, it's up to you, hold on, if it doesn't work, let the two Taoist masters Sun and Yuan take action."

Cheng Yaojin saw the second brother Qin who had been anaesthetized so that he did not know the personnel.

The whole person remained quiet without any consciousness, and he couldn't help but also beat a drum in his heart.

"Baby understand." Cheng Chubi nodded, but kept his hands. "Hemostatic forceps, gauze..."

Whenever he said something, Cheng Laowu on the side handed the corresponding tool to Cheng Chubi's hand.

With the tacit understanding, Li Chengqian, who frowned uncomfortably because of the smell of blood, was amazed.

For no reason, there is a little more hope for the success of the operation.

In less than a cup of tea, Cheng Chubi found the arrowhead stubble stuck in Qin Qiong's shoulder and neck clavicle and the inner side of the acromion...

When the clamour rang, it rang in the copper plate holding the foreign object, looking at the iron arrow with blood stains on it.

Cheng Yaojin and Yu Chigong unanimously exhaled.

"Youngest, good job." Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but encourage.

Cheng Chubi didn't even tremble, and only calmly asked Cheng Laosi.

"Third brother, the heartbeat is steady and there is no fluctuation." Cheng Laosi, who has been wearing a treasured instrument and trying hard to stick to Qin Qiong's chest, replied.

After seeing the arrow clearly, Li Chengqian, who heard the dialogue, backed away, turned around, and whispered towards Li Ke.

Li Ke nodded and turned away quietly.

Soon, the elite guards of His Royal Highness rushed out from the Palace of the King of the Kingdom.

After jumping on the horse back in excitement, the horse ran towards the palace...