The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chubi was messed up in the wind, watching these three brothers who were playing with each other and were still very hippie smiling.

Really want to kick one foot and shoot them all into the pond, let them feel what is the brother's hatred of iron and steel.

But after all, I can only think about it, not to be angry, anyhow I am now an adult, and I cannot persuade people like Dad.

Taking a deep breath, looking at the poor big white goose, Cheng Chubi was really angry and happy.

The fighting power of the goose is in the village, and it can be called a dark and evil force, and anyone who is not pleasing to the eye can dare to fly.

The flat-headed brother who absolutely belongs to the poultry industry is not afraid of everything, but he also ended up like this.

Faced with the three bear children of the Cheng family, they could only shiver and fled in embarrassment...

The emerald green pond has not been cleaned since the beginning of winter. The nervous geese craned their necks from time to time to make noises.

It seemed that he couldn't spread his wings to soar freely and escape from this dangerous old Cheng's house.

The green willows by the pond, hanging over the water, are really poetic.

"How does the third brother look silly looking at the goose?" Cheng Laowu stopped rubbing his **** at this time, and the ghost looked at Cheng Chubi in a low voice.

Cheng Laoshi thought about it seriously and replied. "Maybe the third brother is thinking about how to slaughter the goose again."

"I don't know if it tastes good or not." Cheng Laoliu stared at the goose stubbornly and sucked.

Listening to the noise around him, Cheng Chubi looked up in despair.

"The three of you, can you shut up, my poetry and picturesqueness will make you all the trouble."

Cheng Laowu's eyes lit up: "Third Brother, you can write poetry?"

"Me too." Cheng Laosi was unhappy. "Somehow we copied so many days of thousands of characters."

"Let me take a look?" With a click, Cheng Chubi almost twisted his neck, took a breath and rubbed his neck. "If I can't do it, I will smoke you."

"How difficult is this? Third brother, please listen carefully. Third brother and fourth brother, fifth brother and sixth brother, the four of us, look at the big white goose."

"Okay!" The fifth and the sixth slapped his hands quickly, looking at the fourth brother with a convincing expression on his face. "Fourth brother is really good at composing poems."

"??" Cheng Chubi took a breath. Seeing triumphantly, Cheng Laosi expressed his gratitude to the two younger brothers who joined him with his fists.

It took a long time to resist the urge to kick him down the pond. Can this be called a poem?

"Brother, it's here for you, please advise." Cheng Laoshi didn't seem to notice Cheng Chubi's murderous aura, turned his head and raised his eyebrows provocatively at Cheng Chubi.

"I, well, let you see the third brother's ability today..."

Cheng Chubi's face was dark, his fists tightened and loosened. Forget it, as the cultural responsibility of the old Cheng family, we can't persuade people with strength.

Occasionally, it is necessary to convince people with their talents, so that these three little kids can see the most beautiful cub of the old Cheng family, that heinous literary talent.

Cheng Chubi's eyes swept away, and the big white goose was still cruising hurriedly in the pond, lamentingly stretching the neck that is most suitable for making spicy food.

The bright red, if marinated with ingredients, the delicious goose palms are swaying in the blue water.

Cheng Chubi shook his head, put aside the distracting thoughts in his thoughts, put his hands behind him, upright and upright.

"Goose, goose, goose, song Xiang Tiange, white hair floating in green water, anthurium plucking green waves."

"..." After waiting for a long time, there was no applause, no screaming, no cheering, and Cheng Chubi turned his head in a daze.

Seeing the three younger brothers staring at themselves dumbly, there seemed to be three points of pity, two points of helplessness and five points of regret in their eyes?

"Hey, what do you mean? Such a good poem, what do you look like?"

"Hehe, it sounds good, right? The fifth or sixth." Cheng Laosi slapped his hands quickly. The old five and six hurried to keep up.

"Third brother, let's go and please daddy first, please slow down." After slapped, Cheng Laosi winked at the two younger brothers.

"The third brother seems to be really sick, and the poems are not neatly matched,"

"Yeah, poor third brother, oh... even the poem can't be completed."

"??" Cheng Chubi stood in a daze, looking at the three younger brothers who shook their heads and sighed and walked away quickly.

The whole person is not good. This is a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages! You three little bastards!

Behind him came the arrogant cry of the big white goose, and Cheng Chubi turned his head.

Looking at the big white goose that became arrogant after the three bear kids left.

Shaking the splash, stepping on the edge of the pond, seeing the gaze from Cheng Chubi, the big white goose tilted its head and spread its wings slightly.

It seems to be provocative. What are you looking at? Would you take another look?

Why am I looking at you? Cheng Chubi directly exploded his hair.

Evil guts are born from the side, I am sorry to clean up those three bear children who have no literary and artistic cells, I can't clean up your bird?

Cheng Chubi lifted up his sleeves with a grim smile, and strode towards the big white goose, facing hard.

Wait, braised goose paw, spicy goose neck, pan-fried goose liver, wide-flavored roast goose...

Cheng Family Four, Five, Six had not gone far, and heard the scream of the big white goose from behind, which made the three bear children tremble with fright.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw the third brother appearing behind him, carrying the big white goose murderously.

Don't need to remind, the three bear children yelled and scurried towards the front hall, almost all of them pulled out the afterimages with their agility.

Seeing Cheng Chubi was dumbfounded, he was indeed a bear kid who was more noisy than a dog. This speed was probably beyond the reach of a dog.

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"Here..." Yuan Tiangang lifted the driving curtain, jumped out of the vehicle swiftly, and looked at the familiar mansion gate.

Not long ago, Lu Guo Gong's mansion, which he had avoided in the past, has actually become a place where he often visits.

"Friend Yuan Dao, let's go together." Sun Simiao got out of the car, stroking his long beard, and nodded slightly towards Yuan Tiangang.

Two well-known medical experts from Datang, experts from outside the world, once again came one after another.

Soon, the news that the two Taoist leaders came to visit to find out that they had something wrong reached Cheng Chubi's ears.

Having seen these two Taoist leaders who are already very familiar, the guest and the host were sitting separately, and Cheng Chubi asked the two Taoists who were hesitant to speak.

"I don't know why the two Taoist leaders came here to find my nephew?"

Yuan Tiangang exchanged glances with Sun Simiao, Yuan Tiangang cleared his throat and smiled lightly and unpredictably.

"Pan Dao has a fellow Daoist who has gonorrhea. Both Pin Dao and Daoyou Sun have also diagnosed and treated him. However, the effect of the medicine stone is not good..."

"Wait first, what is gonorrhoea?" Cheng Chubi's expression was dumbfounded, his eyes smeared.

Gonorrhea? I'm really sorry, I haven't studied Chinese medicine before, so I know about gonorrhea.

If I want to cure that thing, I have to wait for me to clear my nose first, drip it in a petri dish, and then cultivate penicillin (the real incident of penicillin discovery).

"This..." Yuan Tiangang stagnated, and all the follow-up words he was about to continue got stuck in his throat.

After holding back for a long time, Yuan Tiangang suffocated a sentence. "The heat is scorching, so it's soaking."

"???"

Cheng Chubi's face turned dark, and his expression became more awkward, and he almost wanted to pinch Yuan Daochang's neck to make him talk. What the **** is this?