The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chubi rubbed his eyebrows, what to do, this is a big question.

Li Chengqian is a good brother of his own. Although he has never cut a chicken's head and burned yellow paper with him, the two have already regarded each other as a close friend in their hearts.

As a pure man, Cheng Chubi is certainly not afraid of trouble, nor is he afraid of causing trouble.

But the problem is that this kind of power struggle is not something that Cheng Chubi can solve by brute force.

Sorrowful... shouldn't you ask Wu Meiniang to let this girl with extremely high double quotient give her an idea?

Well, it doesn't matter if you think about it, after all, no matter how high Wu Meiniang's double quotient is, she must first experience a lot of tempering and growth.

Compared with the old drivers in the courthouse, she is a bit too immature.

Healing Li Chengqian's legs can do this by himself, but how can he make the prince Li Chengqian's reputation unique and unparalleled in the world?

Unfortunately, in this era, there is no public opinion media, no Internet, and the so-called prestige depends on the word of mouth from the literati and the common people.

Just as Cheng Chubi rubbed his forehead thinking hard, he heard footsteps coming from outside the house.

As soon as I looked up, I saw my mother gently pushing open the door.

"Mother, why are you here..." Cheng Chubi quickly got up to greet him.

"My mother heard that Uncle Fu said that you entered the mansion today without a smile on your face. After eating, you shut yourself in the house. Presumably something annoying happened to you."

The mother-in-law Cui came to Cheng Chubi and looked at this Saburo who was a head above him.

He couldn't help but raised his hand spoilingly, and habitually scraped off Saburo's nose.

"You are my son. Why don't you know how to come and find your mother when you encounter something you are worried about?"

Cheng Chubi smirked a few times, and quickly asked his mother Cui to sit down and filled her with a cup of chrysanthemum tea for clearing the liver and eyesight.

"Mother, drink some tea soup to moisturize your throat, I am not worried about disturbing your rest..."

"Why would my mother go to bed so early? Yesterday, I just brought a few rare spring and autumn bamboo slips from the Mansion of Ju State. That is a good treasure that has been around for nearly a thousand years..."

Seeing her eyes gleaming as soon as her mother raised the original fragment of the Spring and Autumn Bamboo Slips, Cheng Chubi felt helpless.

I feel that my old Cheng family's cultural responsibility can only tremble in my mother's suffocating book air, and he stuns to show his admiration.

When the mother was so full of spirits, she followed Zhuxiang's kung fu, and saw the dazed face of Saburo in front of her, she couldn't help but smile a little embarrassingly.

"...Oh, it's clearly about you, why did my mother lose her mind all at once."

"It's okay, my mother's knowledge and lofty insight are really embarrassing to the child."

Cheng Chubi praised his mother sincerely. This is true, although the large sections of classical Chinese texts in the Spring and Autumn Bamboo Slips that my mother said and quoted made Cheng Chubi feel like listening to the heavens.

But Cheng Chubi thinks that such a mother is very charming, full of the intellectual charm of a female senior intellectual.

Definitely better than the so-called white-collar bosses of later generations sitting in the coffee, holding a cup of coffee worth tens of dollars.

There is a string of English letters in the tuned Chinese, open and closed talking about tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of large businesses are too much stronger.

"You, not only looks like your father, but even this mouth is as sweet as your father."

The mother stretched out her hand happily again and lightly scratched the bridge of Cheng Chubi's nose and smiled.

"..." Cheng Chubi, the face value officer of the old Cheng's family, smashed his mouth, like a father, where do you start with... Stop it, you always feel like it, it's like that.

Cheng Chubi didn't conceal it. Facing his mother, why conceal it, so he told the story between the prince of ribs and Wei Wang of Michelin tires.

Mother Cui Shi listened peacefully and calmly, watching Cheng Chubi with a soothing eye.

When Cheng Chubi finished speaking, the mother Cui couldn't help but smiled approvingly: "San Lang has really grown up."

"In the dispute between the prince and the king of Wei, the mother had heard only a few words during the conversation with a group of sisters, but she didn't understand much."

"I really didn't expect to have reached such a point."

Mother Cui's eyes, which seemed to be squinted forever, quietly looked at the candlelight above the case table. After a long while, this was calm and authentic.

"The minds of other people are not important, what is important is the minds of your majesty and the empress."

"As long as they are on the side of the prince, then the prince is naturally as stable as Mount Tai, so you don't have to worry about Saburo."

"As for the compilation of works, the reputation gained." The mother-in-law Cui's eyes turned and fell on Cheng Chubi, who was listening to her own words by her side.

"Oh, it's a pity..."

"What's the meaning of Mother's words?" Cheng Chubi was a little dazed. He was clearly talking about the prince. What do you mean when you look at me and say it?

"Mother means, so, the prince can also have the talents and knowledge of you and my son, how good it should be. Wanting fame and reputation is just a matter of effort."

In this case, Cheng Chubi felt a little blushing himself, and touched her hot face shyly~www.NovelMTL.com~ The mother and son chatted for half an hour, and Cheng Chubi sent her mother back. When he arrived in the backyard, he wandered back to his room.

After Niangqin's clear interpretation, Cheng Chubi himself felt a lot more relaxed.

Indeed, the position of the prince is not stable, all this depends on whether the prince himself will die, and again, whether the will of the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty will be deflected.

Without problems, increase the prince’s reputation...

How to increase, the other party called on a bunch of literary bigwigs to do that "Kuo Ge Zhi", I can not call friends and friends.

Call on a group of brothers who cut chicken heads and burned yellow paper to rush to the Prince to make a copy of "Kuo Wu Zhi", right?

Sitting in front of the case table, looking at the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the case table. These are the four treasures of scholars.

Turning his gaze, he fell to the side. The first few volumes of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" that my mother gave to me, she had already transcribed.

In addition to the few volumes of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" on the case, there is also a copy of "A Thousand Characters".

That was the template used to educate the three younger brothers to write schoolwork...

Cheng Chubi looked at "A Thousand Characters" blankly, then glanced at "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and suddenly, a bright light flashed in his mind.

He got up while yawning, walked to the side and picked up the drowning pot, Cheng Fa, who was fascinating.

Suddenly heard the son's room not far away, there was a burst of wild and arrogant laughter.

Cheng Fa was frightened by the sudden wild laughter, and he felt the heat in his hands.

After a long time, crying without tears, he opened the door to find a mop to scrub the floor.