The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Back in the house, he lay down comfortably, closed and opened his eyes, and it was noon.

After squatting with Cheng Fa and Cheng Da in the house by the lake to eat and drink, and wiped his mouth, Cheng Chubi began to think about how he should spend the ordinary days of his pan-flavored Lishan Tangquan Palace.

It takes a few months to stay. You can't mix food and die every day. This is not the diligent style of conscientious medical work.

How to do it? Cheng Chubi was lost in thought, of course, but when he saw Cheng Fa hand out the bamboo card, he was relieved instantly.

Considering what you are doing so far, let's fight a few landlords.

"Come, come, sit here, and quickly deal with the cards..."

"Landlord..."

"Landlord..."

"Don't grab..."

Cheerful and conscientious, practicing a kind of puzzle game with teamwork, there was a pleasant sound of playing cards in the Lishan Tangquan Palace more than 1,400 years ago.

When it comes to playing, when it's business and doing business, Cheng Chubi fought the landlord with two loyal servants in great interest.

Suddenly heard the faint sound of silk and bamboo, I couldn't help being taken aback. Throwing down the invisible card in his hand, he strode outside.

"San Gongzi stopped fighting?" Cheng Da, who had just received two bombs, was a little unhappy about it.

"Didn't you hear it? There is music...no, I have to go and see it, so as not to interfere with His Royal Highness's rest after injury."

Cheng Chubi waved his hand with a serious expression, and walked straight away, dropping two loyal servants who were holding good cards with black lines on their faces.

"Stupefied to do something, let's go quickly..." Cheng Fa threw away the card in his hand with a dull look, and hurried to chase Cheng Chubi.

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Pursuing the sound of music, Cheng Chubi wandered around, rushing to the courtyard of Shanghuangtang with little effort.

Seeing that it was Cheng Saburo, who was notorious but had a close relationship with the emperor, the guard guarding the courtyard gate wisely gave way.

Cheng Chubi smiled friendly at the two familiar guards, but didn't rush in, but asked what was going on inside.

"That's the musicians from Taichang Temple Taigaku Department who were called by the emperor to perform for the emperor." The guard explained honestly.

"Your Majesty is worried that the emperor will be bored in this Lishan Tangquan Palace. He knows that the emperor likes music, so the special order of Taichang Temple Taiyue Office has sent many musicians..."

Not only came here to be happy, but Jiao Si Fang also sent a lot of beautiful young ladies.

This made Cheng Chubi unhappy. I wandered around for a day or two, so I only saw a lot of rough old men, not to mention the delicate young lady, and even an aunt.

Of course, the princess and her maid are not counted, after all, friends’ wives are not playable, and Cheng Chubi is not surnamed Wang.

After Cheng Chubi greeted the guard who was guarding the courtyard, he decided to jump in and have a look, of course not to see if there was a delicate young lady.

Cheng Chubi just wanted to know how His Majesty, who had had his prostate cut off, would react when facing young lady with a beautiful face.

This is the academic research and summary that a rigorous medical worker needs to carry out, and it is definitely not the heart of gossip.

Cheng Chubi, who was straight in his own right, couldn't help but slightly buckled up, and gently touched it, watching Cheng Saburo's sneaky behavior.

The guards at the gate of the courtyard were all dumbfounded, and rolled their eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to Cheng Saburo, who was often troubled by monsters.

Anyway, here in the Shanghuangtang, he is going to make room for something. Don't worry, His Majesty, who doesn't talk about martial ethics, will surely let this younger generation know that the elder's love has been poured into his fists and his attack power is amazing.

The ears are full of silk and bamboo sounds, and very quickly, from time to time, there will be one or two low voice singing, this kind of Zhongyuan Classical singing.

Cheng Chubi had only heard of it during the Double Ninth Festival. It was very novel, but during the Double Ninth Festival, the brothers who cut chicken heads and burned yellow paper shouted five and six.

Where can you relax and enjoy the authentic Chinese classical music and vocal interpretation.

Just as Cheng Chubi was walking lightly and slowly approaching, a young **** had already rushed into the hall and murmured in the ear of Father Zhongbao.

Father Zhongbao's facial muscles twitched for a while, and he nodded slightly, and then he reached up to Li Yuan, who was closing his eyes and enjoying the music and singing with a comfortable face, whispered in his ear.

The next moment, Li Yuan, who was still lazy, suddenly opened his eyes and sat up with a gloomy expression on his face. Why did that little **** come here again?

What does he want to be sneaky in his yard? Could it be that……

When Li Yuan thought of the lotus of his daughter-in-law and the square bamboo of Erlang, he couldn't help but think of the sweet-scented osmanthus trees outside the house that he liked very much.

Li Yuan, who couldn't help but felt tight in his heart, motioned for the singing and dancing to continue, striding towards the outside of the hall.

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As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw Cheng Chubi sneaking up under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, his head tilted abnormally.

Seeing this scene, Li Yuan suddenly dared to grow up from the side, and pointed out like a sword~www.wuxiaspot.com~Cheng Lao San, what do you want to do! "

Cheng Chubi was curiously looking at these beautiful osmanthus trees, trying to distinguish whether they were golden osmanthus or silver osmanthus.

Suddenly heard the sudden roar of the black-faced old man Li Yuan, he shivered with fright and almost wanted to turn his head and ran away.

"???"what? No, why did I run? I didn't do anything bad.

Cheng Chubi, who had rushed out for two steps, turned around unwillingly, and after a salute to Li Yuan, he was very aggrieved.

"See, the emperor, what are you doing so loudly, the emperor is so scared that the minister thinks he has done something damaging to the world."

"How do you do it, are you greedy and want to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Li Yuan chuckled.

"You kid must be able to do things that hurt the world and reason. The old man won't stop you, but if the emperor will catch you to the Vermilion Bird Gate, I don't know."

Lazy to pay attention to the black-faced old man’s second question, whether the Vermilion Bird Gate is flying or not, it depends on whether I am willing to die by myself.

"Weichen doesn't like to make cakes. It is better to make cakes. Weichen just came over to take a look when he heard the music on your side, the emperor."

"If you don't like it, the Weichen will leave..."

Seeing Cheng Chubi's appearance, Li Yuan, who had already paced up to Cheng Chubi, was immediately happy, and patted the young man on the shoulder with a nice talk.

"Okay, tease you kid, come here, the old man is just boring, since you want to listen, then come in and listen to the old man."

The purpose of Cheng Chubi's trip was to conduct rigorous academic research. Since the black-faced old man actively invited him, Cheng Chubi would certainly not be polite.