The First Family of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 1195: Your kid wants to swindle again, because

Li Shimin stood blankly ten feet away from the house where Cheng Chubi and the others were.

The complexion gradually darkened, and Zhao Kun and the others behind them had weird expressions. If they were not satisfied, they took the casual chess and card combination headed by Cheng Saburo.

"Hahaha...how about it, let you know how grandpa Cheng is, the bomb!"

Cheng Chubi was full of fighting spirit, and slapped the pair of kings in his hands on the case table.

Li Ke's whole person is not good, his face is black, and he saw only two cards in his hand, only to escape the bad cards of spring.

"Brother Chubi, just play cards when you play, can you stop thinking about taking advantage of your tongue?"

"Oh, brother virtuous, you are in sight. Brother Yu, I'm just joking with your kid, looking at you anxiously, as if I'm really your grandfather."

Li Shimin, who was walking lightly at the pace of the devil, suddenly stiffened as he approached the house.

His face can no longer be described in black only, and he has to add some dirt.

He couldn't help but squeezed his hands into two fists, bulged his chest muscles, and walked towards the house murderously.

Zhao Kun and the others didn't dare to bother, so they could only walk behind his Majesty from a distance to avoid affecting his Majesty Zhutu.

Well, it just launched a charge and hit Cheng Saburo and others by surprise.

Cheng Chubi shuffled the cards happily with his mouth in his mouth.

Then suddenly I heard Li Ke's trembling voice. "father…"

Cheng Chubi looked up and looked at Li Ke's emotional performance, and he couldn't help but enjoy himself.

"Yo, your kid wants to take advantage of me not paying attention to stealing cards, right?"

"So this kid actually steals cards?" A gloomy voice sounded from behind Cheng Chubi's ass.

The smile on Cheng Chubi's face suddenly stiffened, and he turned his head slowly. There was no ventriloquist reward, only the unpleasant smiling face of His Majesty the Emperor Datang.

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Li Shimin sat down at the back of the table, looking at the melons, fried grasshoppers, and vinegar on the table.

Looking at Li Ke, Cheng Chubi, and Fang Jun, who squatted in front of them with bashful eyebrows, they couldn't help feeling the pain.

"Cheng Saburo, you and I promised to the old man yesterday that at the beginning of next summer, I will hand in 50,000 sets of winter clothes..."

Cheng Chubi quickly raised his head and answered without hesitation.

"Uncle, don't worry, I wrote the letter yesterday and sent someone to Chang'an. I will definitely not miss the military affairs."

Li Shimin smashed his mouth, Zhao Kun next to him was very fascinated and found a wine glass, and filled his Majesty with a glass of grape wine.

Li Shimin sipped the sour and refreshing grape vinegar, his eyes swept across the three brothers, and he spoke after pondering for a long time.

"The old man listened to Ke'er, did you accidentally release Xian brother?"

Cheng Chubi glanced at Li Ke, who was squatting next to him, watching his nose and his heart. Needless to say, it was definitely the news leaked by the royal guard.

"Well, my nephew feels that being sheltered by my uncle in Chang'an has already made my nephew grow and mature a lot.

Now that he has some experience as an official, my nephew feels that he should leave Chang'an.

After all, our Datang is so big, we should take a look everywhere. "

Li Shimin stroked his long beard and looked at Cheng Saburo who was serious nonsense.

Um... as expected of him, shamelessly talking nonsense all day without blushing.

"I heard that you are going to Shu Di?"

Cheng Chubi smiled shyly and nodded slightly.

Li Shimin looked at Cheng Saburo with a smile, haha.

"Why are you going there? Go for a stroll in the deep mountains and old forests of Shu, and get some game?"

Looking at the emperor of Tang, who was not smiling, Cheng Chubi felt that he was deeply hurt.

Is that kind of person? ! of course not!

"Uncle, look at what you said, my nephew went to Shu, naturally wanting to do something."

Cheng Chubi cleared his throat and felt that he should bring out some dry goods.

"The land of Shu is the place where my Datang taxation is heavy, but the development of the land of Shu is far from enough for my Datang."

"Not to mention the green pepper, Dahongpao, star anise, anise, cinnamon...

There are countless wild...wild tea trees, more Tianma, Luo Han Guo..."

Cheng Chubi spit the stars flying across, and he is a treasure for the various spices and specialties of the beautiful land of Sichuan in the southwest.

Not only Sichuan, but also Chongqing, and Guizhou, there are countless game and various special products.

There is also Yunnan further south, which is China’s edible fungus kingdom, whether it is Shouqing, Matsutake, or Chicken Cong...

"..." Everyone in the room was stunned to watch the saliva stars fly across, UU reading www.ukahnshu.com kept pursing his lips, and cocked his fingers to count...

I always feel that something is not right. Why is this kid's detailed products, either for food, or for drinking, or all kinds of spices for cooking.

Zhao Kun looked at Cheng Saburo convincingly. He was really a freak and the most ingenious person in the old Cheng family.

Li Shimin looked at Cheng Saburo with a shocked look. He didn't expect that he really didn't expect that this kid would have such an understanding of Shu Di.

But fortunately, apart from the fact that it was all about eating and drinking at the beginning, some of the things he said later made Li Shimin deeply agree.

For example, he believes that the road traffic between Shu and Guanzhong should be vigorously expanded, so as to make the road between the two places smooth.

All kinds of products that are beneficial to Shuzhong are continuously supplied to Guanzhong and the world.

But there is one thing, Li Shimin feels a little bit confused.

For example, Cheng Sanlang believes that what Datang should do most now is to step up the development of tea in Shu.

He even thinks that tea will become an economic crop that Datang does not lose to silk.

Li Shimin was just happy. "Cheng Saburo, old man remember, your kid hates drinking that tea soup, right?"

"Uncle, tea shouldn't be wasted so much." Cheng Chubi looked at Li Shimin and couldn't help but sigh.

As a talent who has grown and lived in the Southwest for many years, Cheng Chubi is familiar with the three treasures of the Southwest.

Tobacco, wine, tea. These three things, in later generations, for a period of time, can be said to dominate the tobacco, alcohol and tea market in China Half the Sky.

In this era, smoking is not allowed. After all, the tobacco thing is still far in the New World. For the wine thing, Datang does not allow the private brewing of grain by the people.

There is only tea, but nowadays the tea drunk by the Tang Dynasty makes Cheng Chubi, a 21st century man who has tasted all kinds of tea in the southwest, really can't stand it.