The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Changsun Wuji lay calmly on the couch, his ears stunned, but the two boys were a little far apart.

I don't know exactly what they are muttering, but the problem is that I really don't want to deal with the disgusting Cheng Saburo.

So, it's better to lie here more comfortably, just lie down, and gradually feel a little sleepy.

A sudden cough made Changsun Wuji suddenly open his eyes, turned his head to look over, and did not see Li Shimin, the master who is familiar with coughing.

I saw the eldest son, Sun Chong, walking towards this side with a very complicated expression. "Father...that Cheng Saburo said..."

"What did he say?" Changsun Wuji sighed lightly, and forced a smile at Changsun. "But it doesn't matter."

"He said that he needed to give you an **** examination. He said that you should not be willing to let him do the examination, so he asked the child to call Changsun Zhongping over.

Changsun Wuji's face changed immediately. "Anus, what the **** is an **** examination?" I always feel very uneasy in my heart, mainly because the word is very strange.

"My boy doesn't quite understand it either. It probably means that the one that Changsun Zhongping gave you... well, it's roughly the same."

"...The old man is constipation, is it necessary?" Changsun Wuji's white and plump face has any color at the moment.

"Cheng Sanlang said, you need to pass an **** examination to determine if there is any foreign body growth in your...your valley, and you have to dig..."

Chang Sun Chong's brain is very good and his memory is also good, so he roughly told Chang Sun Wuji about Cheng Chubi's description.

Although Changsun Wuji was unhappy, he could still hear that Cheng Chubi's approach seemed to be treating himself rather than making fun of himself.

"Father, the boy also thinks Cheng Saburo's words are extremely reasonable, so the boy thinks..."

"Okay, just let Zhongping come over." Changsun Wuji said weakly.

We have all reached this point, can we still give up halfway? He was already **** and backless, so he didn't understand the loincloth this time.

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With little effort, Chang Sun Chong led the Chang Sun Zhongping over, and Cheng Chubi looked at the Chang Sun Zhongping who saluted him.

Well, the person looks dry and thin, and Cheng Chubi's gaze shifted downwards. Alas, he is indeed a full-time hero who digs out Zhao Guogong's eyes.

It seems that at least the talent is good, with a pair of very slender hands.

"Dare to ask Cheng Taichang, what should the villain do?"

"Wait for a while, let me ask you, do you keep the stuff that you usually take out for Zhao Guogong?"

"??" Long Sun Zhongping's whole body was instantly stiff, staring at Cheng Saburo with dull eyes. Keep it like a god, it's shit! Shit as hard as a rock! What do you keep doing?

Cheng Saburo's expression didn't fluctuate, and he continued to ask, so serious that he didn't want it.

"It seems that you didn't keep them, so do you remember how dry and wet they are and how hard they are?"

Changsun Zhongping looked at his son dumbly, and Changsun Chong said helplessly. "Listen to Cheng Taichang and say whatever you know."

"Small, the villain only knows that it's hard, how to say it, it's like dry mud."

Cheng Chubi asked a few more questions that were uncomfortable but necessary.

And the long-term Sun Zhongping can only stand up and answer one by one. Cheng Chubi calculated the information he had collected, and then confessed a few words to the eldest son Zhongping.

Long Sun Zhongping nodded honestly. "Ok Cheng is too often, the villain knows how to do it."

"Master, bother you to turn sideways..." Changsun Zhongping knelt on one knee and was about to get started.

"Wait, you will observe the situation first." Cheng Chubi patted Sun Zhongping on the shoulder and ordered.

"I don't understand? It means to let you take your eyes and take a good look at the patient's eyes to see if there is anything unusual."

"Look at whether it is a serious chrysanthemum shape or an irregular shape, do you understand?" Cheng Chubi was exhausted, and the generation gap over a thousand years was not so easy to make up.

"Huh?!" Changsun Zhongping and Changsun Chong slanted their mouths neatly.

There is a strong sense of picture in my mind. The colorful and colorful chrysanthemums of different shapes begin to overlap with the eyes...

Changsun Wuji reached out his hand and grabbed the skirt that was taken off, and slowly clenched it tightly, I couldn't hear anything, I couldn't see anything...

What else? Can the old man jump up naked and fight with the **** like Cheng Lao San with his **** fist?

"Well, did you take it in? Try to find out if there is anything unusual around you, and then stretch out..."

Cheng Chubi put on a posture of standing by with folded arms, and his voice came out of the mask, instructing the hero how to perform **** examination.

"It hurts..." Changsun Wuji suddenly cried out strangely, so scared that Changsun Zhongping jerked his fingers, and made a noise like pulling a cork.

A picture flashed in Cheng Chubi’s mind. In the music restaurant, an elegant waiter, in front of the guests, pulled out the cork of the 82-year-old Lafite forcefully, probably like this with echoes. sound.

"..." Everyone in the hall brushed their faces black, and Changsun Wuji quietly covered his face with the placket, mudma, and almost took it into the newly untied loincloth by mistake.

Outside the house, the Emperor of Tang couldn't hold it any longer, so he hurriedly covered his mouth and rushed out a long way.

But the problem is that the **** examination can't be abandoned halfway, but the hero of the grandson is too ruthless, what should I do? What should I do if it’s swollen in detail?

Therefore, Cheng Chubi could only helplessly put on the sheep intestine gloves and said.

"Finally, let me do it, oh... this is not what Cheng wanted, but you should also ask the grandson official to bear it..."

Changsun Wuji bit his shirt tightly, his face was purple, unexpectedly, he was the first person in Lingyan Pavilion.

Hou Xi is like an open back garden where people can come and go. This peculiar...southern Wuji, a gentleman who has abandoned martial arts, can't help but begin to swear frequently in his heart.

In the summer of the ninth year of Datang Zhenguan, Datang Zuowei led the Taichang Temple Cheng and the imperial physician Ling Cheng Chubi, carrying the **** of the sheep intestine glove, and stepped on the ancient road enthusiasm that the ancestors, the eldest grandson hero, had dug...

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After checking the ratio, Cheng Chubi threw away the sheep intestine glove in disgust, and washed his hands with the pancreas in the clear water brought by Sun Zhongping.

Only then did he wink at Chang Sun Chong, and then the two went straight to the layman.

The eldest grandson official and the heroic figure of the grandson’s family, who still lie on their side on the couch in a slouchy posture, were left to clean up the aftermath.

Cheng Chubi arrived at the door, took off his mask, and saw that Chang Sun Chong beside him was also greedily sniffing the fresh air.

My heart couldn't help but feel happy, when I heard the voice of Uncle Li from the side.

"How?" Li Shimin's face is not so good~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He seems to have heard the title chrysanthemum again.

The important thing is that he has been drinking the chrysanthemum tea that cleanses the liver and improves health.

"Uncle, there is no big problem with the grandson's official department. He just stays inactive for a long time, causing the intestinal peristalsis to be too slow.

"In addition, the usual dietary imbalance, this will lead to this serious constipation."

"Can you cure it?" Li Shimin is more concerned about this.

Seeing the nervous and expectant expressions of Li Shimin and Chang Sun Chong, Cheng Chubi smiled confidently and reservedly.

"Uncle, don't worry, these minor diseases can be cured without surgery or medicine."

"Really?" Changsun Chong looked at Cheng Sanlang blankly. This was his first time dealing with Cheng's family.

So when I heard this, the first reaction was that this guy was bragging, with a face full of disbelief.

However, Li Shimin was very aware of Cheng Lao San's deceptive temperament, and his ability to do so meant that he must have a way to solve the problem.

Li Shimin stroked his long beard and asked the most critical question. "If you don't take medicine or surgery, how can this disease be cured?"

"Of course, it's just that he needs an enema for the first treatment because he has a long constipation now."

"What the **** is the enema?" Li Shimin looked dumbfounded. What kind of magical treatment is this.

Cheng Chubi knew that Li Shimin was unwilling to listen to medical explanations that were too detailed, so he only briefly explained the next way.

"The enema is to take the liquid used for the enema and introduce it from the official department of the grandson to lubricate the entire intestine..."