Look at him now, he has a good voice that makes his mother-in-law, Princess Gao Yang, so excited.

The brain that was almost rusted due to abandoning literature and military service for many years also slowly began to be under the care of the two elder brothers.

I was finally lubricated, and I was able to actively use my brain to consider problems and weigh the pros and cons.

I have to say, he finally really grew up...

Cheng Chubi and that Li Ke couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled, and then all eyes fell on Brother Jun.

Goosebumps all over his body when he saw this rough guy who abandoned literature and turned to martial arts and was capable of lifting a tripod.

I always feel that the eyes and expressions of these two brothers, as if they are my elders, make people feel uncomfortable.

"I said, two brothers, what kind of expressions do you have? Could it be that the younger brother is wrong?"

"Brother, your analysis cannot be said to be wrong, but you only considered one possibility."

Li Ke, His Royal Highness King Wu with a face like a crown of jade, smiled like an aunt, and spoke sincerely.

"But brother, you have forgotten that in Tubo's current situation, they dare not and cannot do anything to brother Chubi."

"Unless their gang of auxiliary ministers are crazy and want to die with Songtsan Gampo."

After all, Tubo is now enemies on all sides, and the three auxiliary ministers are still fighting for power and profit at this time, why?

Will you die if you get addicted? Of course not, of course I want to be addicted to power ministers for a long, long time.

Therefore, when Datang sent a heavyweight and powerful person to mourn Songtsan Gampo and chat with Tubo about the future.

Whether it's the scheming Qiongpo Bangse or the resourceful Tashi, as long as they don't have cerebral thrombosis for more than 30 years, they will definitely not dare to kill Cheng Sanlang.

After Li Ke's generally well-organized analysis, Fang Jun nodded frequently, deeply convinced.

He has such an advantage, he is good at accepting criticism and education from others, and draws lessons from it.

"So that's the case, huh... Isn't that the scriptures and bridges in the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" written by you, Brother Chubi, will be staged on this plateau?"

Cheng Chubi was stunned, what the **** was going on in this kid's head?

He heard the sound of slapping the table from the side, and when he turned his head, he saw that Ren Yaxiang was deeply impressed.

"What General Fang said is not bad. This really fits the bridge between Zhou Yu of the Three Qi and Zhou Yu of Diao Xiao."

Li Ke glanced at Cheng Chubi beside him with some envy and hatred, and said with emotion.

"The important thing is that brother Chu Bi killed the lord of a country, so when it comes to talking about it, you, brother Chu Bi, are stronger."

"..."

##### Cheng Sanlang, who was talking nonsense, turned his face on the spot.

#####

The sky lit up again, and Cheng Chubi jumped up from the couch refreshed and moved his hands and feet.

After washing up, he jumped out of the room, humming and haha ​​outside, picked up those fitness equipment and masturbated.

Then he strolled to the side full of love, admiring those bamboo rats who were still struggling to survive...

Well, now the jar of bamboo rats has been moved by Cheng Sanlang to the back of Fang Jun's house.

What's more, to Cheng Chubi's relief, two mother bamboo rats had already given birth to cubs, one with four and one with five.

Although he doesn't know when the bamboo rats will grow up, Cheng Chubi thinks that with their small bodies stuck between their teeth, it is better to raise them than to eat them.

Therefore, it took Cheng Chubi a lot of effort to convince that greedy little cutie to keep these two female bamboo mice and the nine little bamboo mice.

There's no way, Cheng Chubi couldn't refuse Li Mingda's request.

But according to the girl's way of eating, Cheng Chubi felt that these bamboo rats might not even survive the Mid-Autumn Festival.

As for the other bamboo rats, hehe...how could there be any left?

Watching with relief the two silly and cute female bamboo rats gnawing on His Majesty's favorite Fang Zhu, a burst of complacency spontaneously emerged.

I chopped off your Fangzhu so that your daughter could have a bite of meat.

What's the matter, Your Majesty, don't you even care about your little cutie's appetite?

Thinking of this, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but hey hey a few times proudly, and then returned to the house.

But soon he thought of another big thing. "Xingxin, where is the package I brought back yesterday?"

"Young master, I have already hidden it for you, what do you want now?"

Deng Chengxin quickly ran into the house, opened the big wooden box, and took out a long package from it.

Cheng Chubi nodded in satisfaction, and cocked his mouth towards Deng Chengxin.

The kid tactfully jumped out of the door to continue exercising with Cheng Fa and Cheng Da.

Of course, it is a serious morning exercise. After all, they are rough men. If they don’t exercise their abdominal muscles and gluteus maximus, how can they have a sense of rhythm.

If you don't exercise more and do squats, how can you inherit the burden of spreading branches and leaves in the future?

Ignoring the humming and haha ​​outside, Cheng Chubi carefully unwrapped the long parcel on the desk.

Two **** feather arrows were exposed, but at this time, the blood on the two feather arrows had dried and turned reddish brown.

Cheng Chubi admired the two arrows, one came from the lower left limb of His Highness King Wu of the Tang Dynasty. The other one comes from Tang Taizong's right buttock.

After thinking about it, Cheng Chubi still brought a piece of Cheng's paper and tore it in half.

Half of it reads: At the end of the second day of July in the eleventh year of Zhenguan, the Turkic bald ladle led by the association led a shot on the left lower limb of the King of Wu, penetrating an inch of flesh. I would like to commemorate this.

The other half reads: Around the third quarter of the second day of July in the eleventh year of Zhenguan, the Turkic bald ladle led by the association led a shot at Taizong's right buttock, penetrating an inch and a half of the flesh. I would like to take this as a souvenir.

Cheng Chubi looked at his prescription with satisfaction, so that even if someone found it out, he would not know what the **** he wrote.

However, using paper is of course only a measure of profit. In the future, Cheng Chubi decided to carve it on the stone tablet, and to preserve the two arrows well.

Such a good treasure~lightnovelpub.net~ It will definitely be the treasure of the town hall in the history museum in the future.

However, there is a difficulty in that His Majesty and Wu Wang Li Ke can personally sign the words to prove it.

The historical significance of this feathered arrow will become even more precious, and it may become a national treasure-level historical relic after more than a thousand years.

Yes, after all, of these two arrows, one was inserted into the cub, and the other was inserted into the father, and both of them retain their DNA. Isn't it precious? Can it not have a heavy historical research value? "Brother Ding Fang has shed so much heart and blood for the country. Cheng admires it. As for the damage to his eyesight, it's not a big deal."

What's more, in ancient stories, there are many heroes with squinting eyes, such as Guan Yu. This martial sage likes to squint his eyes all day long.

What's more, there is another great man who also left his name in the fairy tale: Xing Tian.

This product is the real Mimi eyes... Well, although the two words Mimi may be slightly different, there is no difference when you say it.

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