Chapter 826 There are several choices in the second line, but the children are not very satisfied (please subscribe and vote)

Cheng bit the golden carrot-thick finger on the paper and stared blankly at the five words: Yansuo Pondliu.

His eyes were almost bloodshot. In the end, General Cheng, who abandoned civil service and joined the military, threw the piece of paper aside with great relief.

Rubbing his swollen forehead, he couldn't help but uttered something. "Damn it, this thing is simply not human."

"Young man, how come my mind is always full of strange things?"

The eldest brother Cheng Chumo, after these days of recuperation, his flesh injuries are almost healed, but his buttocks still can't sit firmly on the ground.

I can only embarrass myself and imitate the kind of gentlemen who sit upright without touching their buttocks with their heels.

But at least I was able to eat and sleep in the house. After sleeping and eating, I felt comfortable for half a month and gained at least seven or eight kilograms of fat.

Unexpectedly today, my own father wrote these few words as soon as he returned home, saying that the third couplet was the work of the third child.

Cheng Chumo was very self-aware, and he wisely gave up on this brain-burning puzzle after just a few glances.

Seeing that his own father was also defeated, he quickly filled his father's cup with a cup of Cheng's secret Sanle juice and persuaded him at the same time.

"Dad, come on, come on, take a quick sip to refresh yourself and don't pay attention to the things that third brother is messing with."

"You kid, don't you know? That kid Lao San defeated Kong Rangli and all the 500 students from Taixue just by relying on the "Changzi Xun Bao"."

"This morning, no one dared to pay attention to that guy Lao Kong, because he was afraid that others would ask him if he could be worthy of this couplet. Hahaha..."

"This first couplet, I'm afraid the third brother himself doesn't have the second couplet, right?"

Cheng Chumo glanced at the copy of "Chang'an Xun Bao" that was thrown on the desk, and sucked in his air like a toothache.

"Then you have to ask the third child, but I think if this kid dares to take it out to fight in the ring, how can he not save a hand?"

Having said this, Cheng Yaojin sighed again, stroking the thick beard on his chin and rolling his eyes.

"Boss, how many days until the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Dad, it's only been a few days, what's wrong?" Cheng Chumo looked at his father curiously.

Then I saw Cheng Yaojin sighing with a sigh on his face.

"Do you still remember that in the middle of autumn last year, those gentlemen took advantage of the fact that our third son was not in Chang'an.

And at that mid-autumn banquet, she was composing poems and reciting poems, which was really a disgrace to my mother."

As soon as he heard this, Cheng Chumo couldn't help but blush a little. Yes, he also recalled last year's Mid-Autumn Festival.

The group of civil servants were chattering at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet again, and some even jumped out to provoke.

Fortunately, they did not dare to challenge the Cheng family directly, otherwise, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet would not be complete until it turned into a Mid-Autumn Festival massacre.

Even so, the Cheng family and his son still felt deeply aggrieved.

"Think about the eighth year of Zhenguan. Our old Cheng family was in the limelight, but last year we were robbed of the limelight by those bastards. It's really disgusting."

After hearing his father's words, Cheng Chumo touched his nose and glanced at the "Chang'an Xun Bao".

Hmm...I always feel that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet has become very complicated.

The father and son lowered their voices and whispered, and from time to time, exaggerated smiles came from the hall.

"Dad, this trick of yours is really brilliant. My son also thinks that the third child will definitely have a lot of inventory in his belly. We have to dig out more."

"Haha, that's natural. At this year's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, our old Cheng family must avenge our past humiliation." General Cheng said with high spirits.

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The father and son continued to chat without saying a word, and without letting them wait too long, Cheng Chubi and his second brother Cheng Chuliang returned home hand in hand.

The four father and son sat down, and the conversation quickly focused on the Taixue students and Old Man Kong, who was already uniformly called Kong Rangli by the Cheng family.

"You've done a good job, Third Brother. To deal with that bunch of gibbering scholars, you have to compete with them.

You follow me on this point. If I had not given up literature and embraced martial arts, how could I have allowed Kong Rangli and his gang to influence the literary world of the Tang Dynasty..."

The Cheng family watched with dark faces as their biological father boasted about himself. Not only did he have to maintain an expression of admiration and adoration, he also had to speak in agreement from time to time.

In short, if you want your family to be peaceful, your biological father must serve him well.

Eating delicious delicacies, drinking the secret Sanle juice, listening to my father's boasts, flattering my father with my two brothers, and listening to my father's hearty laugh.

Feel the closeness between relatives and compliment each other without worrying about being looked down upon.

Such a happy and warm daily life can better test your speaking skills and flattery.

General Cheng drank another glass of wine with a smile on his face and glanced at the boss, Cheng Chumo, who was chewing a pig's hand.

But he saw that the boss was still burying his head in the food, and didn't even notice his father's frequent glances.

Cheng Yaojin sighed in despair, coughed dryly, and said with melancholy on his face.

"Now it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, there are only a few days left, right boss, if you chew on that hoof again, believe it or not, I will stew your hoofs too."

"Ah, Dad, Dad, please wait a moment, yes, yes, yes, I say Third Brother, please wait while I swallow this mouthful of meat."

Cheng Chubi, who was also eating and drinking, licked his lips and didn't understand what the elder brother meant.

After swallowing the lump in his mouth, Cheng Chumo smiled and said to his third brother.

"Third brother, if you can come up with a first couplet like 'Smoke Locks Pond Willow', I guess you already have a second couplet, right?"

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After hearing what his eldest brother said and seeing his own father's eyes falling on him, Cheng Chubi used the bones in his hand as a baton and drew a circle proudly.

"Brother, what you said is really right. If I didn't have the second line, how could I dare to show it and embarrass myself?"

Cheng Yaojin raised his brows and couldn't help but say happily.

"Come on, come on, tell me what your second couplet is about."

"There are several choices in the second line, but I am not very satisfied with them, but since dad has two brothers who want to know..."

"Wait a minute, how many second couplets do you have?" Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but exaggeratedly widened his eyes.

"Well...actually speaking, there should be quite a few, but..."

"Just wait a moment and come over and have a good talk with dad. My second son, if you are stunned, go and get a pen and paper."

"Dad, if you want to do anything with paper and pen, the kid just says no and that's the end of it."

"What's the end..." Cheng Yaojin rolled his eyes for a long time, then lowered his voice and said seriously.

"Third brother, you're a smart kid. Come on, tell me if you think anyone can answer your second line within five days."

Hearing this, Cheng Chubi burst out laughing, his awesomeness was not just bragging, it was true.

"Dad, this, I can really guarantee that at least this first couplet will be matched within three days. I'm afraid there won't be any."
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