Cheng Chubi urged the driver to speed up and gallop towards the house.

Before the carriage came to a complete stop, Cheng Chubi jumped out of the carriage vigorously, walked quickly to the steps, and respectfully saluted his father and mother obediently.

Before I had time to speak, I felt that my knees were empty, and I was lifted out by my own father who could lift a tripod.

And then there was that familiar and kind old face full of flesh and steel whiskers, the big slap made Cheng Chubi almost mistakenly think that his shoulder was dislocated.

"Okay, okay, you boy, you finally came back safely, why did you get such a ghostly sun?

Ma'am, look, this boy's fair face, which was originally like a husband's, looks like an autumn apple. "

As soon as these words came out, Cheng's family was full of joy, and the only one whose face turned dark was Cheng Sanlang.

"...Father, is this called plateau red, okay? If you stay on the plateau for a long time, you will be sunburned like this."

"Yes father-in-law, it's pretty good for your husband to look like this."

Li Mingda, who had already got off the carriage, went forward and took Cui Shi's arm to express his opinion in a low voice.

Cheng Yaojin couldn't help being overjoyed when he heard this, and said with a hearty smile.

"Daughter-in-law, if you think it looks good, then it must be good-looking. Black spots are black spots. What's the name of a compliment? It's Hei Liqiao, isn't it ma'am?"

The kindness on Cui's face was a little uncontrollable for a moment, and Li Mingda buried his head deeply, wishing to hide his little face in his mother-in-law's elbow.

Fortunately, at this time, the eldest brother Cheng Chumo, who had a high EQ, wiped his face and interrupted in time.

"It's what dad says, and the most important thing is for our family to be happy."

Cheng Chubi looked at his father's face which was at least two shades darker than his own, um, you are prettier, father.

It's just that Cheng Chubi only dared to say this word of praise silently in his heart.

The main reason is that after speaking out, it is not appropriate to be chased all over Luoyang by his own father with a big stick on the first day home.

Cui Shi also came forward, looked at Cheng Sanlang, helped the mirror socket on the bridge of his nose, and looked at the increasingly mature Sanlang.

There is a lot of things to say, but in the end they all come together in one sentence. "Just come back, let's go, go home with mother."

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What kind of place is home? Home is a place where people can let go of their pretense, let go of all calculations and scheming, and relax.

Those familiar delicacies, as well as the concern and greetings from the blood-related relatives around him, whetted Cheng Chubi's appetite.

The feast of cleaning up the wind and cleaning the dust was very enjoyable, the whole family was in harmony, and it took a full hour for the feast to be over.

Afterwards, mother Cui got up, and all the female relatives left. Li Mingda looked at Cheng Sanlang reluctantly, and then obediently followed.

In the end, all that remained were the grown-up Cheng family members.

General Cheng was still sitting on the edge of the iron stove, and directly called several adult sons to surround the iron stove.

While drinking the not-intoxicating but nourishing salamander, they began to chat about serious matters.

"I said Sanlang, this time, you have really made great contributions to the court."

Cheng Yaojin stroked his thick beard like steel needles, his own son Cheng Sanlang whom he hadn't seen for almost a year.

At this moment, just after taking a big gulp of sanle syrup, his face was wrinkled together, and his expression was complicated for a long time before he took a long breath.

"If you hadn't held back Tubo and preserved Tuyuhun, I'm afraid that after the Tang Dynasty has dealt with Xue Yantuo, we will have to face a powerful plateau force in the future." As they retreated, there was a strong smell of burning. Facing him, Fang Jun's eyes widened.

Just behind these scattered Turkic people, there are several human bodies struggling in the fire...

Fuck! How is this going?

It wasn't until this time that Cheng Chubi ignited a square bamboo firecracker of explosive grade, and threw it towards the burning location.

While squatting down with a loud roar, Fang Jun was still standing stupidly, but fortunately, Niu Weituo, who was panting beside him, punched his knee.

Just as Fang Jun fell to the ground with an oops, a burst of fire suddenly flashed at a distance not more than two feet away from them in a straight line.

Then the huge roar swept across the entire open field again...

The huge roar spread to the distance with the drumming of the wind, and penetrated into the ears of Su Dingfang and others who were trekking forward in the woods.

The complexions of Su Dingfang and the others who were struggling forward in the woods became more and more ugly as time went by.

But at this moment, that thunder-like sound caused Su Dingfang to raise his head suddenly, looking at the sunlight reflected by Ye Gap.

As the left guard general among the sixteen guards of the Tang Dynasty, Su Dingfang followed Chai Shao and was responsible for the security work of Cheng Sanlang's firearms testing site.

But now, such thunder sounded under the clear sky, Su Dingfang subconsciously felt it.

Maybe the guards around His Majesty are using this unconventional weapon.

"It must be the kind of firearm made by Cheng Sanlang. His Majesty must still be alive."

"Brothers, hurry up and run for me!" Su Dingfang roared, and continued to take big strides, moving forward bravely.

All the elite left guards sprinted forward frantically as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

Fang Jun raised his head in a daze, stood up slowly, and saw that the struggling human body in front of him, which was surrounded by flames, was motionless.

The burnt smell rushed into his nose, Fang Jun turned pale, quickly lifted his visor, and stepped back with his hands on his nose and mouth.

Niu Weituo and others also covered their mouths and noses with extremely ugly faces and retreated.

"Stand back, come here, put on your masks quickly..." Cheng Chubi hurried to his treatment box and took out a stack of masks to distribute.

But there were only seven or eight in total, and Cheng Chubi still left three for His Majesty's family.

Fortunately, the wind was coming from the southeast, otherwise, if the wind was going to be poured into the valley, Cheng Chubi felt that he would never be willing to eat barbecue in his life.

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The association rate is ashen-faced ~lightnovelpub.net~ I can't figure out what the **** Cheng Sanlang is doing again.

Can't this **** go out to hunt and carry kerosene? But the problem is that the burned human bodies in front of them are proof of this fact.

Not many people died in this battle, but five or six were burned to death there.

There are more than a dozen unlucky ghosts who were burned to the point of crying, and the other Turkic warriors have completely lost their fighting spirit at this moment.

With a livid face, Bo She quickly ran up to the leader of the association, tugged at his rein and shouted sharply.

"Da Yehu, don't get entangled with them anymore, the smoke news has been ignited for so long.

Once the people from the left guard discover the situation here, we will be in danger. "

The association rate lowered its head, looking at Boshe who was extremely angry, before he had time to speak.

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