Seeing Li Ke's appearance, Cheng Sanlang curled his lips in disgust. "Forget it, let me tell you that."

"I just want the Tibetans to see through our true strength, but wait until they relax a little."

"I'll let them find out that it's actually just appearances. All in all, what I'm playing now is the strategy of ignoring the enemy."

Cheng Chubi laughed while talking, and the smile fell into Li Ke's eyes, like an insidious thug looking at a fat and giggling lamb.

Seeing Li Ke's goosebumps all over his body, he couldn't help being curious.

"Come on, brother Chu Bi, tell me well, what do you want to do?"

"Now that our brothers are already squatting here in Yaozhou, what else can we say?"

Cheng Chubi looked at the old brother, thought for a while, and whispered in his ear.

Li Ke looked at Brother Chu Bi with a stiff expression, and after a long time, he said dryly to Brother Chu Bi.

"Brother Chu Bi, even if we are doing something, can we rely on it, my father only asks us to contain Tubo's troops."

"Even if the brothers want to make contributions, it's not impossible to recover those lost lands, and it's not impossible to punish Tubo a little bit. But you..."

"Don't worry, I have a lot in my heart for my brother."

Seeing Li Ke's shocked look, Cheng Chubi laughed, patted him on the shoulder and said proudly.

#####

The good wine and delicacies of the Jianchuan City Restaurant of Hantang Commercial Bank Yaozhou Branch are definitely not bad.

All the heads of the imperial edicts from the Six Imperial Edicts of the Erhai Sea were delighted to eat, and their spirits were high.

As a treater, Zhang Le Jinqiu was more arrogant and frequently persuaded him to drink, compared to the joyful songs and laughs of a group of imperial eunuchs from Erhai Lake.

A group of Qiangshou and Zhaoshou from Tubo appeared a little gloomy and dull, even a little dazed.

After drinking a glass of wine with his brother-in-law with a forced smile, Riwobuji glanced at those companions.

His Royal Highness King Wu, the governor of Yaozhou, seemed more friendly and more reliable.

It's a pity that after the other party only exchanged a few pleasantries, they left without giving everyone a chance to communicate and communicate.

As for the governor of Yaozhou, Shi Cheng Sanlang, he gave people the impression that he was very unreliable, as if he looked at the world with contempt, and you were all scumbags.

And when he speaks, he is aggressive and makes people very uncomfortable.

"I said uncle, what are you afraid of? Wouldn't it be good to return to the rule of Tang Dynasty?"

Hearing Mu Deya's words, Riwobuji couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"Brother-in-law, I'm really not playing tricks, but that Cheng Changshi feels a little too unreliable."

"No, no, I said uncle, don't think that Cheng Changshi is talking nonsense, he really has such abilities."

"If you don't believe me, just listen to my younger brother tell you about our Erhai Zhuzhao..."

For Mu Deya's eloquence, Riwobuji listened with great interest, but he still had doubts in his heart.

After all, even with Mu Deya's endorsement, he dared not gamble because of his impoverished heart.

##### "Don't say you can't hold on, I'm afraid a certain family won't do it either." Yu Chigong on the side is a real person, and he had a good time.

Pointing to Changsun Wuji's chubby beer belly, then pointing to pat his own belly.

This old man is full of healthy meat, but Changsun Wuji's belly looks like he is pregnant with Liujia. hehe…

One despises his figure with his eyes, and the other is more direct, gestures with his fingers, enough of you guys!

Changsun Wuji's face immediately turned black. If he couldn't beat him, I would make you both splatter five steps with blood.

"Cheng Yaojin, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb, if you think it's inappropriate, please return it to me."

"Hahaha...Look, look, why do you get angry when you say a word." Cheng Yaojin laughed.

"It fell into the hands of my old Cheng's family, how could it be returned to you."

As soon as these words came out, a group of generals who had just recovered from their breath almost smirked again. This is really a big truth.

After playing around for a while, he slapped the belt in Cheng Chubi's arms, and the old father said to Cheng Chubi with kind eyes.

"Come, come, give dad one too."

Cheng Chubi felt that what he regretted the most was that at the Chongyang feast, he wrote such a masterpiece of poetry and prose to avenge his father.

Cheng Chubi glanced to the left and right, in spring, the drizzle is misty, and the greenery is abundant, here is Weicheng again, so let's go, let's go, to satisfy my father's little wish.

As a son myself, I also worked hard, and I scanned left and right. "Father, do you have any wine?"

"... You kid, you are really like those scholars, you have to drink to compose poetry, don't you?" Cheng Yaojin was a little displeased.

The civil servants next to him were not happy anymore, and all of them stared at Cheng Yaojin with black faces.

Cheng Chubi is not well, but he can only stick to his own personal opinion.

"Father, one must have inspiration when composing poems, right? My child has no inspiration now, so maybe you can get it if you do something."

I can't say that one of the lines in that poem has something to do with alcohol. Others can't think that you, a talented son, are cheating.

Cheng Yaojin turned his head, turned his gaze, and beckoned to Yuchi Gong.

"Old Yuchi, do you still have that thing that cures mouth sores? My son wants to compose a poem, so let's add something to the fun."

This shout once again attracted people's attention.

Li Shimin shook his head dumbfounded. "This is the first time in my life that my own father forced his son to compose poems for me."

As soon as this remark came out, all the civil servants around burst into laughter in unison, and the laughter was exaggerated.

It must be revenge, but unfortunately, their actions can't hurt Cheng Yaojin at all.

Yu Chigong glared at Cheng Yaojin resentfully, and reluctantly untied a small gourd by his waist.

"Don't finish the drink. A certain family took such a small amount when they went out today."

Cheng Yaojin shook the small gourd, which was only half a pot, and said angrily.

"Look at you, hurry up to my house tomorrow, let the third child treat you, it will be over..."

#####

As soon as the bottle cork was pulled out, a strong aroma of wine was emitted instantly, and Cheng Chubi took a small wooden bowl that was handed over by someone who did not know.

After taking half a bowl, Cheng Chubi first took a deep breath of alcohol, as if he was intoxicated, under the watchful eyes of all the civil and military officials of the Tang Dynasty who had calmed down.

It seemed that at this moment, his soul and body had been sublimated, and then Cheng Sanlang smiled confidently and calmly.

"The morning rain in Weicheng is light and the dust is light, the green willows in the military house are fresh. I advise you to drink a glass of wine and go west to Chang'an without any old friends."

A senior official with gray beard and hair, admiring the rare misty and misty scenery, couldn't help but shook his head with a sigh and said with emotion.

"It's a good one to persuade you to drink one more glass of wine, and go west to Chang'an without any reason... It's a pity that this kid is actually a child of the old Cheng family..."

"It's just... the song "Send Elder Brother Niu Wei Tuo West to Chang'an" is gradually heard all over the world, and this new farewell song is really not bad."

Changsun Wuji, who had no belt around his waist, couldn't help laughing.

"I don't know the name of this poem, maybe it's "Following Father's Order, Cheng Sanlang Sends His Father Cheng Yaojin West Out of Chang'an"."

There was an endless stream of puffs from all the civil servants, and some even gave Changsun Wuji their thumbs up in a very convincing manner.

"Eldest grandson Sikong is indeed quick-witted. His Cheng Yaojin is really flattering. He has the cheek to let his own son make him famous. Maybe it will be a good story..."

"Pfft...you're too bad...hahaha, it makes sense..."

"That's right, that's right, these words must be recorded by the historian.

Let the people of future generations see how our famous general of the Tang Dynasty became famous. "

A gentle and gentle gentleman, at this moment, looks so yin and yang, full of flirtatious talk.

Li Shimin suppressed his smile, but his mouth couldn't help grinning from time to time.

He is worthy of being a well-read and knowledgeable literati, with a set of yin and yang dialects.

It's a pity that in the eyes of those rough old men, it would be more hurtful and more enjoyable to push him.

#####

After Cheng Chubi finished reading, he respectfully presented the wine bowl to his father standing in front of him, Cheng Yaojin was quite satisfied, took the wooden bowl happily, and drained it in one gulp.

After winking for a long time, he finally burst out laughing. "Happy, good, third son, your poem has won the heart of a father."

"It's good that Dad likes it, so the baby is relieved, and he has lived up to your expectations." Cheng Chubi also breathed a sigh of relief.

Next to him, Li Ji, who had been tucking his beard just now, came over and patted Cheng Chubi's shoulder.

He acted like an elder.

"Cheng Laosan, this farewell poem is good, but there are many shortcomings in it."

"???" Cheng Chubi looked at this man with black lines on his face. What do you mean, could it be that you are both civil and military?

"For example, if you advise you to drink a glass of wine and go west to Chang'an without any old friends, there are problems with these two sentences."

"Is your father a gentleman? Definitely not...you should be... What do you mean, old Cheng, I'm teaching your son..."

Cheng Yaojin pointed at the fleeing Li Ji with lingering anger, spitting stars flying across the tunnel.

"Get away, you motherfucker, I'm not a gentleman, you are, your whole family is a gentleman."

"That's right, Cheng Laosan, you should come more directly, and persuade father to have a glass of wine~lightnovelpub.net~ There are no relatives when you go west to Chang'an."

"Yes, yes, I also think that's the reason, Lao Cheng, tell your son to change quickly..."

As a junior, Cheng Chubi stood dumbfounded among the murderous generals of the Tang Dynasty.

I always feel that something is wrong, because history has not recorded the real side of these famous civil servants and generals in the early Tang Dynasty.

It was also because the diaries of those who knew the truth were not handed down, and were destroyed by the war of changing dynasties.

Being caught among these historical figures who showed their true colors, Cheng Chubi sighed endlessly.

I really want to face the spring breeze with disheveled hair, toast to the sun and shout: The world is not worth it...

"Go away! Bunch of **** things."

Cheng Yaojin angrily pulled Cheng Chubi, who had a black face, away from these not-so-good Generals of the Tang Dynasty.

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