General Cheng stroked his thick beard like steel needles, and the big copper bell eyes were no longer filled with resentment towards his own son, but with deep appreciation and pampering.

Not bad, not bad, as expected of Saburo, who is the most similar in talent and appearance to himself. If he can think about it from this direction, he is afraid that his father's tall and stalwart image will be flawed.

He decided to take this opportunity to rectify the name of that boy Wang Xuance, use such an article to practice his pen, and write a great book for his father every day.

General Cheng was quite satisfied with such thoughts and ideas.

"Okay, okay, baby..." General Cheng laughed heartily, and his big slaps landed on Cheng Sanlang's shoulders frequently.

After a long time, he spoke earnestly to Cheng Sanlang, who was full of obedience.

"Success, practice hard, practice hard, Dad still has the power to devour an ox and a tiger, so don't worry about it for a while."

"Maybe one day, His Majesty will encounter an urgent battle situation again, and Dad will put on his battle armor again, leaping across the horse..."

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi hurriedly nodded and bowed his expression, his father was in good health, and he ate deliciously.

The boy will definitely sharpen the knife and pen in his hand as soon as possible, write a biography for his father, and ask his father to correct it himself when the time comes.

Satisfied, General Cheng stood up and walked out of the hall with his head held high. Cheng Chubi and his sons rushed out of the hall surrounded by him.

"Okay, okay, you all hurry up and get busy with your affairs, as a father, you have to go and talk to your mother for a few rounds."

Hearing that my father actually used such a nickname for playing Go, all the sons hurriedly cheered for their father.

Looking at his own father who was striding away in all directions, Cheng Chubi wiped the sweat from his forehead with lingering fear, and silently praised his quick wit.

"Third, your skin is getting thicker and thicker."

The second elder brother Cheng Chuliang at the side looked Cheng Sanlang up and down, his tone full of jealousy.

"Brother, I finally understand why, third son, you were able to be kicked and crawled with big sticks by His Majesty and His Majesty the Emperor several times, but nothing happened in the end."

"How many times do you mean, big brother, can you stop insulting me?" Cheng Chubi was impatient.

What the hell, just like Songtsan Gampo, the king of Tubo, obviously died of illness, and his son died of a sudden illness.

In the end, he was also misrepresented, and it was all blamed on his own forehead, which caused his reputation to stink again.

Now that my brother is slandering me so much, if this word is spread, who knows what kind of ghost it will be spread.

"Hehe, what's the matter? Elder brother is like a father. I said that you are doing it for your own good. Besides, it's really only twice?

Don't forget that the Supreme Emperor just copied the shoe uppers and kicked you out ten times, this is what my younger siblings said..."

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi felt as if fate had strangled his throat, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't let out a fart.

It never occurred to me that the woman with picturesque features would actually expose all her embarrassing things...

No, you must give her husband a good boost later, and let her understand what can be said and what must not be said indiscriminately.

The younger brothers squatted behind and winked, laughing together.

Uncle Fu, the housekeeper who passed by not far away, saw the close unity and friendship of the Cheng brothers, and his face was full of gratified smiles.

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It is not only Cheng Sanlang who is remembered because of "Memoirs of a Sea of ​​Blood in Tianzhu", but also the protagonist of this novel, Qin Sanli.

Qin Sanli felt that he was in pain and happiness these days, but those who knew his old brothers or relatives and friends.

They all gathered in front of them and kept asking themselves what they did on that day in Zhu, did they watch people fight and kill them all day long.

Some people also asked Qin Sanli what kind of talent he used to win Cheng Sanlang's favor, and he was able to make the No. 1 novelist in the Tang Dynasty hand him over.

I personally wrote the memoirs for this little-known little man, but the problem is that this Qin Sanli is not a young lady with a beautiful face and a delicate body.

Moreover, with his fat and strong appearance of a rough old man, he doesn't seem to be able to win the favor of Cheng Sanlang.

Faced with all kinds of questions, Qin Sanli was disturbed unbearably, and it was only fresh for two days, and then he simply stayed behind closed doors in Duke Yi's mansion.

No matter what happens to a group of old brothers, it is impossible for Qin Sanli to keep talking. Finally, Qin Sanli can catch his breath.

But in the end, a group of military honorable ministers came to the door one after another, came to brag and fart with General Qin, drink and eat meat.

Naturally, it was inevitable to name the rough-skinned Qin Sanli and ask him to accompany the guests. These military ministers were all very interested in Qin Sanli's experience in Tianzhu.

Of course, Cheng Sanlang is more interested in how he voted for him to write his memoirs.

Qin Sanli's expression was bewildered, and he didn't know what to ask. This made a group of military officials come here in high spirits, but returned disappointed.

Qin Qiong personally sent a group of old brothers to the gate of the mansion, turned his head, and looked at Qin Sanli, who was sweating again and was very stressed.

He couldn't help but shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

"Sanli, it seems that you have really worked hard during this time."

"Master, why don't the villains go to the village to be quiet and quiet?" Qin Sanli whispered bitterly.

There was no way, the pressure was too great, Cheng Sanlang wanted to write a memoir for himself, that was his initiative request, and he was completely passive to accept it.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to say this, but the real situation is like this, and there is nothing I can do.

Qin Qiong laughed happily, and walked towards the mansion with her hands behind her back.

"That's not necessary. Those old brothers came here because they wanted to meet the protagonist of "Memoirs of a Sea of ​​Blood in Tianzhu", which is very popular in Luoyang City."

"After two days to rest and take a bath, I will invite a group of old brothers to visit Lao Cheng's mansion, and no one will disturb your peace later."

Hearing this, Qin Sanli couldn't help but feel relieved, and nodded frequently.

"What the master said is very true. Thank you, master~lightnovelpub.net~ In this way, the villain can finally stay in the mansion and serve the master and wife with peace of mind."

Qin Qiong waved his hand. Having said that, I didn't do it all because of Qin Sanli. After all, I also greeted the brothers who came these two days.

Instead of finding fault with Sanli, it's better to go directly to Cheng Sanlang, the culprit.

With a group of old brothers who have called his father brothers and sisters for decades, isn't it enough for him to write some memoirs?

What's more, General Qin, who has walked on the edge of life and death countless times throughout his life as a soldier, also has many inner thoughts that he wants to leave to future generations.

Even as a descendant of the old Qin family, after reading his biography, he must be proud of having such a heroic and courageous ancestor.

Thinking of this, General Qin couldn't help cheering up.

"Well, I drank some wine and feel uncomfortable, let's go, accompany the old man to the martial arts field to practice, my hair is loose..."

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