Seeing Cheng Sanlang leave, Li Shimin just lay down, but the **** came to report, saying that General Chai asked to see him.

Empress Changsun raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhao Kun, who quickly saluted.

"Mother, just now, Caichen just told General Chai that Cheng Sanlang needed that kind of medicine urgently, His Highness asked the minister to find General Chai..."

"Well done." Li Shimin slightly nodded towards Zhao Kun in relief. As expected of his most trusted confidant, the head of the guards, he did things properly, which made people feel at ease.

Turning his head, seeing the worried eyes of Guanyin Maid, Li Shimin patted her slender hands in relief.

"It's okay, it's all here, let him in."

Not long after, Chai Shao walked into the hall and saw Li Shimin sitting in front of the iron stove, chatting and laughing with Empress Changsun and Princess Jinyang in a low voice.

The suspicion that was willing to arise in his heart finally disappeared, and he quickly stepped forward and saluted Li Shimin who had already got up.

"Chai Qing, why are you here?" Li Shimin asked with a normal expression.

His Majesty is naturally healthy, so Chai Shao talked about the important event that happened at today's court meeting in a smooth manner.

After chatting about Zhuxiang Kungfu, Chai Shao took advantage of the opportunity to get up and leave.

At this time, Li Mingda hurried to the gate of the hall and called Chai Shao.

"Uncle, please stay."

"This is the medicine I borrowed from my uncle just now, thank you uncle."

Chai Shao took the small medicine bottle from Li Mingda's hand, and couldn't help asking curiously.

"May I ask Your Highness, what will Cheng Sanlang use this thing for?"

Li Mingda, who was quick-witted and responsive, smiled a little embarrassedly when he heard his uncle Chai Shaozhi's words.

Whispering softly in Uncle Chai Shao's ear.

Chai Shao looked at Li Mingda with a dazed look on his face. Seeing the affirmative look in his eyes, Chai Shao couldn't help but give his thumbs up.

However, he quickly reacted in time and switched his thumb back to the hand-clasped state.

Li Mingda saw General Chai leave quickly, and then returned to the hall.

"Mingda, what did your uncle say?"

"Uncle asked my daughter what he was doing with the medicine, and the daughter said it was Brother Cheng San's idea."

Greeting his father and mother's probing eyes, Li Mingda smiled triumphantly and raised his fingers.

"Because Cheng Sange just stole daddy's fishing rods to go fishing, and broke several fishing rods. He was worried that daddy would get angry, so he had to prepare first."

"!!"

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"That kid broke the old man's several fishing rods?!" Li Shimin's eyes bulged instantly.

"Daddy, it's not Brother Cheng San, it's because my daughter can't fish, so I just broke two. Don't be angry, okay..."

Looking at the little hand that was shaking his sleeve and refusing to let it go, the flames that Li Shimin had just ignited just now twitched twice, so His Majesty the Emperor Tang, who is wise, martial, and compassionate to the younger generation, decided to give a slap in the face. 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.

Gu "Uncle is really a good person, he 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. A total of 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 **** in front of him chattering, 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.

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.

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