At this time, Li Ke couldn't help but wiped his face, rubbed his eyebrows and said.

"Brother Chu Bi, have you thought about what we should do?"

"What should I do?" Cheng Chubi looked at Li Ke in astonishment.

Li Ke spread his hands with black lines on his face, and said angrily.

"Please, what did we come here for, did you forget, brother Chu Bi?"

Cheng Sanlang was overjoyed immediately, and spread out his hands as well, speaking with a straight face.

"Aren't we working very hard to relieve the pressure on Li Bing?"

"This doesn't seem to be sharing the pressure. The soldiers and horses of our Yaozhou Governor's Mansion are almost taking down the entire south and east of Tubo, okay?"

"After Nachawarong City falls into my Tang Dynasty, the plateau territory we have seized may be a bit larger than the entire Yaozhou."

Cheng Chubi smacked his mouth, eh...Thinking about it carefully, it really is true that his original plan was to defeat those Tubo guys first on the plateau.

Then find a way to build a stronghold, and then make a good relationship with those Zhaoqiang tribes on the plateau who had surrendered to the Tang Dynasty.

This allowed Datang to gain a firm foothold on the edge of the plateau, but here comes the problem. My original plan was to dance a gentle and slow elderly dance only on the dance floor of the plateau: slow four.

But the problem is that the dance partner, Tubo, has been coaxing to the end, so I have to use the speed of tango to try to keep close to the dance partner.

As a result, this veneer directly brought down the eastern part of the southern part of Tubo. "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and unload the food from the car first..."

When Cheng Chubi left the gate of the mansion, he saw the long convoy stretching from the gate of the mansion to the distance, and saw the fat and strong Cheng family unloading.

Sack by sack was unloaded from the car. And this time,

The **** in charge of escorting the chariot saw Cheng Chubi, and hurried forward to salute Cheng Sanlang, who was rewarded for his meritorious service.

After Cheng Chubi returned a salute to the eunuch, he looked affectionately at the continuous motorcade that seemed to extend all the way to the entrance of the square.

"I said father-in-law, what treasure did His Majesty reward Cheng?"

Seeing Cheng Sanlang's expression, the **** held back the dumb fart that almost popped out.

After rubbing his face, he took a copy of the edict from his bosom with a serious expression, and handed it to Cheng Chubi's hand.

After Cheng Chubi took it, he couldn't wait to open the edict.

Uncle Li's edict seems to be half written and half written in consideration of Cheng Sanlang's failure in classical Chinese.

The general idea is that the old man heard that Nephew Chu Bixian, you feel sorry for your poor family, and you are almost going to the place where you are about to drink the northwest wind.

This made the old man very uneasy, and felt that no matter what, a meritorious minister like my nephew could not be allowed to starve and serve the country.

Therefore, His Majesty the Great Tang Emperor, who is wise and martial, and considerate to the juniors, decided to give a solid reward.

Let nephew Chu Bixian feel the solid love of elders.

Seeing Cheng Chubi couldn't help beaming with joy and joy.

He clasped the edict in his hand with a snap, and looked at the long convoy affectionately.

"Uncle is really a good man, actually rewarded so many things...What, father-in-law, how much money did His Majesty reward Cheng, why is it not written on it?"

Uncle Fu, the housekeeper, heard Cheng Sanlang's inquiry, and couldn't help but turn his attention here.

The **** struggled to control the expression of his facial muscles.

"Cheng Taichang, Your Majesty gave Cheng Taichang your reward. There are 10,000 catties of corn, 10,000 catties of wheat, 10,000 catties of rice, 10,000 catties of soybeans, 10,000 catties of peat, and 100 sheep.

By the way, there are a thousand catties of oil, a thousand catties of dried meat, a thousand catties of fine sugar, a thousand catties of sesame seeds, a thousand catties of salt, and a thousand catties of dried fruits..."

Following the chattering of the **** in front of him, Cheng Chubi's face became darker and darker, almost turning into the color of the pan that had been fried for ten years.

"Wait a minute... don't you have any dry goods? For example, copper plates or silk."

"That's really not the case." Seeing Cheng Taichang's increasingly dark face, the **** stepped back cautiously and shook his head slowly.

"Your Majesty said, these things can add up to two or three thousand coins, which is enough for Cheng Taichang to live a prosperous and peaceful New Year."

Cheng Chubi pulled his face, looking at this dead **** who kept opening and closing his mouth, but the more he looked at it, the more he found it annoying.

God is so rich and peaceful, is this what I want?

The butler, Uncle Fu, was a little dumbfounded, always thinking that His Majesty was playing tricks on his third son.

Seeing the unhappy face of the third son, he quickly stepped forward and called the **** aside, asking him if he had a list.

After finishing his work, he turned his head to comfort Cheng Chubi.

"Third Young Master, with so many good things, our Duke Lu's mansion can save a lot of money during the Chinese New Year this year."

Cheng Chubi laughed dryly with black lines on his face, and only then did he feebly perfunctory.

Depressedly, he went to Fuzhong. It seemed that after 30 years, the project of disco dance at the tomb must be implemented according to quality and quantity. In the last three days, there would be a small dance, and ten days would be a big one.

Every month, I invite a few young ladies who don't cover their bodies to jump on the grave.

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But soon, Cheng Chubi turned around and left the mansion again, asking for the reward list from the housekeeper, Uncle Fu, and studied it carefully.

Since Uncle Li did this, even though he made himself quite sick, at least he seemed to have all the raw materials he needed to make compressed dry food.

Hmm, that counts as recycling, too? No, no, this should be called flexible application.

Cheng Chubi picked up a piece of jerky about one and a half feet long from the pile of jerky, which was really heavy, and felt that its firmness was almost as strong as a wooden stick.

In ancient times, this thing was also called Shuxiu, also called preserved. It can be regarded as a daily gift commonly used as a gift to friends and guests in ancient times.

Even ancient teachers would use this thing~lightnovelpub.net~ I don’t know if the earliest ruler is this hard and strong jerky.

Cheng Chubi looked at this kind of hard and firm jerky with deep thoughts, and he didn't know how to eat it.

Old Cheng's family raised so many fat and big-eared barrows, so they definitely wouldn't eat such a thing whose teeth were sore that they might not be able to chew it.

With a gloomy face, Cheng Chubi patted the dried meat in his hands, his eyes flickering.

That appearance, not to mention the eunuch, even the fat and strong servants of the Cheng family consciously walked around the third young master who was clearly in an unattractive mood. Old Cheng's family raised so many fat and big-eared barrows, so they definitely wouldn't eat such a thing whose teeth were sore that they might not be able to chew it.

With a gloomy face, Cheng Chubi patted the dried meat in his hands, his eyes flickering.

That appearance, not to mention the eunuch, even the fat and strong servants of the Cheng family consciously walked around the third young master who was clearly in an unattractive mood.

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