The First Family of Tang Dynasty

The door to the small hospital where Cheng Chubi was performing the operation was tightly locked, and the newly built stove still had smoke curling up, and the leftover water in the big iron pot was still steaming.

There were still several empty wine jars on the side, a mess that could describe the scene in front of him.

Cheng Chubi wiped the sweat off his face, and carefully placed the jar of high spirits that had been distilled three times on the case table.

Cheng Yaojin, who personally helped Cheng Chubi, sat down and looked at the essence of this small jar of wine with a sense of accomplishment.

By his side, the four major stewards of the Cheng family, who were also tired and sweaty, gathered here, groaning non-stop.

Cheng Jie wiped the corners of his mouth and said in a low voice.

"Master, the work of steaming wine is really tormenting, but the villain is almost draining his saliva."

Cheng Fu, the housekeeper, also agrees with the Tao.

"Yeah, yeah...Master, you see, the brothers are all so hard. Anyway, please treat me, right?"

"Oh, it's so hard. The tired villain has lost another circle." Cheng Ji's fleshless body swayed deliberately in front of Cheng Yaojin.

"What anxious? You guys are just staying honestly. Didn't you see that the third child is still busy?"

Cheng Yaojin shouted angrily. I haven't tasted it yet, why are you in a hurry?

While talking, Cheng Chubi walked out carrying the porcelain bottle of high wine prepared in the laboratory, and placed it with the jar of high wine.

After thinking about it, I went back to the house and brought two wine glasses and put them on the case.

Rubbing his hands, expectantly prepares to compare the two high-quality wines.

At this moment, the five big men who almost dripped saliva looked at each other, and Cheng Yaojin couldn't sit still.

"The third child, you are wrong. We are five people. How can you just take two cups?"

"??" Cheng Chubi raised his head with a dazed expression. I saw the combination of these four cadres in the Lu State Government’s “robbing the rich and helping the poor”.

What else can Cheng Chubi say? Six cups were placed, and the porcelain bottle of high wine was poured into the cup first.

Each cup is filled with about five or six bucks. No matter how much it is, it is not a test, but two plates of pickled cucumbers.

Cheng Chubi smiled just after putting the bottle down. "I hope..."

Only after spitting out three words, I saw Cheng Yaojin picking up the wine glass and raising his neck...

Then the four senior cadres of Cheng's House, who had been impatient for a long time, all followed suit.

Then, I saw the five big bosses with hideous faces, hissing, like being possessed by demons.

"Burn! This wine, it feels like a piece of burning charcoal, has been slowly burning from my mouth into the stomach."

"Yes, that's right, I feel that way too, it's burning hot in my stomach."

"Enjoying, it's the first time in my life to drink such an energetic wine, and taking such a small sip, it has actually burned me all over."

"..." Cheng Chubi looked numbly at the five adults who were burning badly.

Burning and burning endlessly. Would you like to give you a fever-reducing needle?

I heard the comments of the five old men who have been soaking in the wine shop for many years on the essence of wine.

I am deeply impressed by the taste, aroma, aftertaste, and aftertaste of the essence of the wine.

Cheng Chubi didn't bother to pay attention to them either, and brought another glass, and poured a glass of each of the two types of wine.

After a thorough comparison and tasting between the five elders of the Cheng Family and Cheng Chubi, the conclusion is that.

The high liquor made from sugar cane is close to the high liquor prepared in the previous laboratory, the difference is the taste and aroma.

The day before, it has just carried out large-scale extraction of the essence of wine, which has contributed to the wine culture industry of the old Cheng family.

The next day, Cheng Chubi's life plan was disrupted by sudden news.

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"Donggong Zuo Nei Li, deputy rate...Father, what kind of official is this?"

Cheng Chubi looked at his kind old father Cheng Yaojin, who was sitting on the couch with a bewildered look, and his face full of joy.

"This is the official of the East Palace, that is to say, you will work under His Royal Highness in the future." Cheng Yaojin said, stroking the needle-like thick beard and eyebrows.

"The prince is the emperor of Datang in the future. Now that you can go to the prince to be a close minister, this is also a good place."

"The prince is an official?" Cheng Chubi was not well. His Royal Highness Li Chengqian, the Prince of the Tang Dynasty, was to be relegated to the role of a general.

From the dignified prince of a country, he became a person who was kicked out of Chang'an. In the end, he didn't know whether it was the unlucky ghost who died in anger or was poisoned and killed.

The vote next to him belongs to the minister, in Cheng Chubi's shallow historical memory.

The only thing I remember was Du He, who was married to the princess, who was Du Ruhui's own son.

It seems that the end is also very unlucky, it is not clear whether it was cut off, but the end is definitely a miserable unlucky person.

"I said the third child, what is your expression, are you not happy with the grace your Majesty has given you?"

Seeing Cheng Chubi's severely constipated expression, Cheng Yaojin was unhappy.

Cheng Chubi opened his mouth, but didn't know how to explain it, so he could only smile reluctantly in the end. "Baby, this is, this is so happy that it's about to break."

"I don't know what expressions to use to express emotions."

"Haha, the third child, you are still too honest."

Cheng Yaojin laughed loudly, and slammed his big hand on Cheng Chubi's shoulder.

In an instant, his own son was half a head short with a black line on his face.

"When your majesty has made his will, when the time comes, our old Cheng's family will have a big family dinner and invite guests and friends to be happy and happy."

"Well, you can rest assured, the third child. If you have a father, just talk to him if you have something to do."

"Beside your Royal Highness, there are mostly literati who have been playing tricks. Don't pay attention to them."

Cheng Yaojin thought for a while and exhorted again. "If you dare to provoke you, don't persuade you, dad will back you up.

Our old Cheng family can still be afraid of the gangsters who can't kill chickens. Let me tell you that those gangsters are all bullying and fearing hardship. "

"Our old Cheng family's boys are all brave, don't persuade you when things happen, just do..."

"..." Cheng Chubi had a black line on his face. The mood is extraordinarily complicated, and I feel like I am about to leave my parents to go to school.

Then the father, who is the leader of the evil forces in society, is teaching his son how to punch scholars, kick the literati, and dominate the campus.

But it's right to think about it again, who is his own father, the number one bully in Datang Xun's circle, and the fiercely famous Datang star Cheng Yaojin.

After all, he and His Royal Highness have seen each other a few times, and it is not a relationship that kisses the neck, so it can't take the life of the family.

In addition, whether the wheel of history will slide past its original trajectory, no one knows.

After all, I have traveled here, what else is unacceptable?

In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, he still wanted to live well and be the second generation of bullies in peace and ease.

I also hope that before I can die, I can have the opportunity to pick the peppers planted on the land of China.

Make Cheng's secret spicy hot pot base that will make your soul dream.

At the same moment, Li Shimin looked at Sun Simiao and Yuan Tiangang in front of him intently, and listened carefully to the two Taoist leaders who had just gone to consult with his father.

"The repeated entanglement of this disease made the emperor exhausted physically and mentally. Poverty Dao and Yuan Daoyou are helpless, really ashamed..."

"Is there really no way to do it once and for all?" Li Shimin frowned, and couldn't help but sigh.

"..."