The First Family of Tang Dynasty

However, the brothers were so scrupulous that the mother was here, and the brothers could only put on a respectful posture.

"Your Majesty has given you a mansion, and the old man thinks that our family should naturally be neat and tidy."

"So, I discussed with your Majesty yesterday, um, just across from us, that is the house of a former county magistrate. Although it has been abandoned for a long time, the site is spacious enough after all.

Even if your kid is as capable of giving birth as Dad, he can live well. What do you think of the lady? "

Mother Cui Shi smiled and nodded.

"Husband is right. In the Cheng family, he is the only one left in your father's generation. Your brothers are the only ones left, but you have to spread your branches and leaves well."

"By the way, husband, and Da Lang's business."

"Yes, yes, boss, how is your kid like that girl?"

"Father, the child and the daughter of the Mo family are from the Mo family." Cheng Chumo's face flushed, and he uttered a word after babbling for a long time.

"Yeah, your eldest is no longer young, and it's time to get married, since you have met Miss Mo.

Let your mother walk around in the next day, so that your marriage can be done as soon as possible. "

"Yes, thank you father and mother." Cheng Chumo was silly and happy, and Cheng Chuliang was full of resentment on the side.

Seeing the second child's expression, his father Cheng Yaojin happily. "Okay, the second child, you are still young, don't worry, wait until your majesty is in a hurry."

Cheng Chuliang lowered his head with a black line on his face. The eldest brother is called the eldest, and I am only two sticks of incense less than the eldest brother, OK?

When the family meeting was over, the mother Cui stood up contentedly.

"Husband, the concubine will retire first, and there are still some books that need to be sorted out."

Cheng Yaojin hurriedly got up and personally sent the gentle and intellectual lady to the outside of the hall, with concern and authenticity.

"Well, let's go with you for your husband. Although you have glasses, the lady still has to pay attention to rest. Don't be exhausted. Your husband will feel distressed."

"Oh, my husband, the children are here..." Mother Cui couldn't help flushing, and turned her head and glanced subconsciously.

The three of the brothers who had just returned their heads and brains sat upright in an instant, watching their noses and their hearts.

"What are you afraid of, these children, dare to be ridiculous, and smoke them for you for your husband..."

"My husband, don't want to laugh, our old Cheng family wants poetry and heirlooms, even though there are filial sons under the stick, it's not good to fight too much..."

"..." Cheng Chubi wiped the sweat off his forehead. Unexpectedly, an intellectual and gentle woman like her mother actually supports the father's use of fists to make her son feel the kind fatherly love.

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Sure enough, when the footsteps of father and mother disappeared, the eldest brother who was sitting still sitting on the mat directly leaned towards his third child.

"Hey hey... The third child, you really sent it. Your Majesty has given you so many good treasures.

It's money and silk, fields, and houses. I feel jealous when I see my eldest brother. "

The second brother, Cheng Chuliang, is worthy of being a real person, and straight into the Dao directly.

"That's right, the last time you got promoted and made a fortune, my eldest brother and I helped you block a lot of wine. Did you mean that you ordered good wine and good dishes?"

Cheng Chubi hesitated and squatted directly in front of the two elder brothers.

"Two elder brothers, the last time I had a banquet in the mansion, I didn't even grab a sip of wine, little brother.

I heard that the two elder brothers were very generous, and used my pickled wax goods to beat favors, and sent a lot of them? "

"Who special mother is talking nonsense, it's obviously... it's obviously a gift from my father, okay?"

Cheng Chubi looked at the two elder brothers who looked a little bit irritated with contempt.

"Last night, I didn't know which elder brother was still playing the conch, saying that if you like to eat, just come and get it. My third son will do it anyway."

"Second, it must be you..." The eldest brother Cheng Chumo glared at his younger brother who looked exactly like himself and had a thick beard with a look of hatred for iron and steel.

"Me? Why don't I know?" Cheng Chuliang looked dazed.

"Nonsense, you're all drinking fragments." Cheng Chubi raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, speechless.

Yesterday, my second brother was drunk, and the baby from the general bird thief’s family over there was eating delicious bacon, but it was a pity that he had almost eaten it.

As a result, the second brother directly patted his chest to pack the ticket. Cheng Chubi felt that something was wrong, so he caught Li Qi and asked.

The brothers who cut chicken heads and burned yellow paper all said that your two brothers are very enthusiastic and hospitable.

That night everyone drank and ate meat, and thought your bacon and sausages tasted wonderful.

Li Ke suggested that everyone fight for wine. If you have worked with your two brothers, then one person will give you ten catties of wax goods.

The result, it goes without saying...

"The third child, you are doing something wrong with the pigtails of your elder brother and your second elder brother. As our old Cheng family, we have to join our brothers and cut money together."

"Do you know that Dad was happy that day and originally wanted to slaughter all your pigs, or if I and your second brother tried to persuade you for a long time..."

Before the eldest brother had finished speaking, he heard his father's loud voice rushing over in a thunderous manner.

"Who is really talking bad about the old man?!"

"No, no. We're just talking to the third child about the family dinner last time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The eldest brother's head shook like a wave of drums, for fear that he would shoot him by shaking his father's big feet slowly.

Cheng Yaojin glanced at the boss, too lazy to care about this kid, and looked at his own Saburo who stood up to greet him.

With a satisfied smile, he stretched out his big hand and patted Cheng Chubi firmly on the shoulder.

"Um... Saburo, just now, the old man told your mother about you. Our old Cheng family wants to inherit poetry and books. This burden depends on you."

"Father, is this burden not too heavy?"

Cheng Chubi rubbed his almost dislocated arm. He was really weak to complain. I'm just a medical worker, OK?

Cheng Yaojin had a happy laugh, raised his fingers and pointed at the twin eldest brother and the second elder brother beside him.

"What about it, don't you still have a bunch of brothers to help you carry it?"

"Yes, yes, Dad is right. Don't worry, the third brother will take care of the difficulties and share the blessings." The second brother's head was like a chicken pecking at rice.

The elder brother nodded with deep approval. "Father is right, as the saying goes, brothers are united, and Qili breaks gold."

Cheng Chubi looked at the two brothers with a black line on his face.

Tsk tsk... It's better to let them get more two-twos and feel at ease.

However, Cheng Chubi had a question, and wanted to ask his scheming father for advice or two.

It was the matter of the type printing that I had previously dedicated, but what I didn't expect was that his Majesty didn't mention a word.

He also sent Zhao Kun to tell himself not to mention the movable type printing. This made Cheng Chubi quite unhappy, but he didn't know why?