General Cheng looked at Saburo and King Wu, and beside him was an official in his early thirties with a flattering smile.

He couldn't help showing a hearty smile, and finally put down his crossed hands and put on a less aggressive posture.

"Haha, come and come, Your Highness doesn't have to be polite, oh, I said, Lao Xu, you are doing something evasive.

After all, we are all old people from Prince Qin's mansion. We all squatted in Prince Qin's mansion and bragged and farted. How could we still be ashamed when we got to Old Cheng's mansion? "

"General, lower officer... lower officer..."

Xu Jingzong wanted to squeak, I have never squatted with you vulgar warriors to brag and fart, okay?

But now being dragged by the strong-looking General Cheng, who was dragging him towards the mansion at a fast pace, Xu Jingzong was still sensible and didn't say a word.

It wasn't long after the trip, when I suddenly saw a little girl with a very cold expression, and suddenly the General Cheng smiled and slid over on a wooden board that could move by itself.

"father!"

In the next blink of an eye, I saw a younger chubby dimple with a hippie smile sliding over like this.

After seeing General Cheng, Xiao Pangdun dexterously jumped off the wooden board with wheels below, and bowed to General Cheng very obediently. .

"See General Cheng."

"Alright, alright, let's go play, Qibao, look after His Royal Highness, don't let him fall."

"Don't worry, Dad, he doesn't dare."

"Yes, yes, I must not fall."

"..." Then I saw these two little dolls stepping on the wooden board with wheels, and disappeared in the distance like lightning.

"The emperor, the emperor, the emperor's grandson?" Xu Jingzong's eyes immediately stood up, his fingers raised in shock. "Why is the emperor here?"

Cheng Yaojin watched the two little dolls disappear into the distance, and his smile was full of kindness, but also headache and helplessness.

"Your Majesty sent it here. This kid is willing to play here. He eats and drinks here all day long. What can I do?"

"Let's go, forget about those two juniors..."

He pulled the dumbfounded Xu Jingzong away in one fell swoop. At this moment, Xu Jingzong's cautious liver was beating wildly.

The emperor's grandson often went to Lu Guogong's mansion to eat and drink, oh no... The emperor's grandson often visited Lu's mansion, and it was His Majesty's permission...

This is no longer the reason why it can be solved with the words of Cheng Saburo being Taisun Taibao, right?

Xu Jingzong couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at Cheng Sanlang who had just stepped into the mansion gate.

Taking another look at General Cheng next to him, he could not help but take the initiative to step forward after a very difficult pace.

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As for Li Yifu, Cheng Saburo patted his shoulder.

"Go, don't be stunned. When you arrive at the mansion, treat it like your own home. You should eat and drink. Don't be polite to me."

"No one of the guests and friends who came to our old Cheng's house would dare to say that the Cheng's family banquet is not a good banquet, right?"

Hearing this, Li Ke nodded subconsciously, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.

"Brother Chubi, I think there is something wrong with your last sentence. Why do you have to say one more daring word?"

"Is there? You must have heard it wrong." Cheng Chubi glared at Li Ke, always feeling that this virtuous brother was demolishing his own platform.

"You can talk to Li Zhubo if you don't believe me, right?" Cheng Chubi was about to speak, but Yu Zhining, who had been irritated by Henry Zhang these days, interjected first.

"As for Zhang Shaozhan, General Cheng is His Majesty's minister, but he is also His Highness's minister. Whether or not to reward it is naturally up to the ruler..."

"It makes sense for this official to say this. According to what you mean, all the doctors who have diagnosed and treated diseases for His Majesty or His Highness will be rewarded greatly?"

Cheng Chubi was directly blown away, Nima, how dare he bury Lao Tzu in front of him, the spring breeze blows, the drums of war are beating, who is Lao Tzu afraid of when His Majesty is absent?

"Your surname is Zhang, what do you mean? You don't want someone Cheng to be promoted and get rich, right? Are you jealous?"

Cheng Chubi raised the Yidao, which was specially used to scare people, with one hand, and pointed directly at Henry Zhang and shouted sternly.

"...General Cheng, speak well, this is in the Lizheng Hall, don't use force..."

Ning Zhong, who was standing by the side, panicked in his heart, and quickly persuaded in a low voice.

Henry Zhang heard this, and his liver trembled with anger, and he jumped and said angrily.

"Cheng, what is your attitude? We are discussing matters with His Royal Highness. What are you doing with a martial artist?"

Cheng Chubi slapped the ceremonial knife into Ning Zhong's arms, and strode towards Henry Zhang.

This time, even Li Chengqian couldn't sit still, and quickly stood up, for fear of a conflict.

Cheng Chubi stood in front of Henry Zhang, bowed his head and stared at the matter of the prince, Shao Zhan, who was one step away from him.

"What's wrong with this official Wufu, is your literary talent strong?"

"???" Henry Zhang was afraid that Cheng Chubi would greet him directly, but after seeing him stand still.

Only then did I secretly breathe a sigh of relief in my heart, but I didn't expect the first sentence to stab myself into blood.

Seeing Henry Zhang's angry beard and staring, he can't wait to imitate the appearance of a little wild cat screaming and scratching his claws.

Cheng Chubi not only did not retreat, but instead stood with his hands behind his back, taking another step closer.

"This Zhang Shaozhan, do you have a good poem written by Ben Wufu?"

"If you don't speak, I'll treat you as if you don't have it."

"Cheng, don't deceive people too much!"

Henry Zhang's face was like a wild dog lurking in the stinky ditch of the dyeing workshop, and then being splashed on his face by a pot of dyeing workshop sewage.

"Yo, this is bullying you, then let me change the question. Is your article written by me, a warrior?"

"Speak as if you are so talented, I tui!"

"!!!" Henry Zhang stared blankly at Cheng Chubi's mouth that kept opening and closing, his head was a little dazed with anger.

The heartbeat is getting faster and faster. Although Cheng Chubi did not cause physical harm to himself, he did great damage to his spirit~lightnovelpub.net~ In short, there is no physical harm, but spiritual insults very strong.

I wanted to read poetry and books for decades, but in the end, I couldn't even compare to Cheng Sanlang, who hated dogs.

Then, everyone saw it, and saw Henry Zhang suddenly put his hands on his heart and his throat, and suddenly rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground in the hall.

"..." In an instant, a not-so-warm spring breeze blew in from outside the door of Lizheng Hall, brushing the cheeks of every minister of the Eastern Palace.

"You, you killed Zhang Shaozhan!" A weak-minded East Palace official screamed directly.

Cheng Chubi glanced at this guy angrily, and reached out to feel Henry Zhang's pulse.

At this time, even His Royal Highness the Prince couldn't calm down, so he left his position and moved closer. "Cheng Qing, how is Zhang Qing?"

Cheng Chubi felt Henry Zhang's pulse, and the whole person's face suddenly became extremely ugly and despicable!