Chapter 1023 Dance just dance, what does it have to do with the square?
Chapter 1023 Just dance, what does it have to do with the square? (Please subscribe and vote)
Mrs. Cui of Niangding stared blankly at the plausive Cheng Sanlang. For a long time, she didn't know whether she should advise this boy to be more modest or praise him for being so capable.
Cheng Yaojin on the side simply picked up a large glass of Sanle syrup, raised his neck and drank it, then smacked his mouth with pleasure.
"Sanlang is right. Since we are all a family, if you are happy with it, how can your father and mother not be happy with it?"
Cheng Yaojin raised his hand to wipe his face, and his eyes began to wander on the faces of the eldest and second child.
"Dad, this is not a good thing for a kid. He can't even tell the truth."
The second brother, Cheng Chuliang, immediately turned green and shook his head rapidly, as if this good thing of getting promoted and making a fortune was unbearable.
The eldest brother Cheng Chumo next to him rolled his eyes furtively, and then saluted his biological father.
"Dad, my child also feels that if this matter falls on my child, I'm afraid it won't be honest. It's better for you to do it, dad."
Cheng Chubi's eyes suddenly lit up and he slapped his thigh with a big palm. "Dad, it's you."
"???" Cheng Yaojin looked at the three little dolls with their heads nodded like chickens pecking at rice with a confused expression. No, even Cheng Qibao was giggling and nodding his heads.
The lady next to her, Ms. Cui, suppressed her laughter and gave Cheng Yaojin a gentle push.
"Husband, you should bear this burden."
Cheng Yaojin glanced at it, took a deep breath, slapped the table and made a decision.
"That's right. Your Majesty dares to trick others, but you don't dare to trick me.
Although I have reached the position of being a minister, I am afraid that I will not be promoted, but at least I can get some more money back for our old Cheng family."
Cheng Chubi couldn't help but be overjoyed. His biological father was a high-ranking official, and Uncle Li couldn't just give him three melons and two dates.
"Then let me first congratulate Daddy on his success."
The front hall was filled with flattering voices wishing General Cheng victory and immediate success.
The intellectual and gentle Ms. Cui sat quietly aside, looking at the scene of a loving father and a filial son, her smile was exceptionally peaceful.
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After a hasty dinner, Cheng Chubi was taken to the study by his father and began to personally instruct his father on how to draw Quyuanli.
Then he explained the magical function of Quyuanli in detail. After that, Cheng Yaojin summoned the housekeeper, Uncle Fu, and murmured for a while.
The rich uncle, the housekeeper, looked at him in bewilderment as he poked the paper with his carrot-thick fingers, spittle flying everywhere.
After a long time, Xingzi wiped the saliva from his face and saluted Cheng Yaojin with admiration.
"My master is amazing. He can even design such a lightweight plow."
"Just talking about hemp, our third son invents this and that all the time. He must have inherited the master's excellent talent."
After hearing the flattery of the housekeeper's rich uncle, Cheng Yaojin couldn't help but laugh heartily while stroking his farmer's whiskers like steel needles.
"That's natural. If it weren't for me, where would this kid come from?"
Cheng Chubi had a dark look on his face. Isn’t this nonsense? Without a father, where would a cub come from?
"I'll take care of it myself now, and I'll have a sample plow tomorrow."
"Okay, hurry up and get it. I'll take some time tomorrow to go over and have a look, and give it a try by the way.
Turning back to the court and throwing it away like this, my dear, who dares to say that our old Cheng family is not a family of farming and studying?"
When Cheng Chubi heard this, he wanted to suggest that his father should just hold the plow with one hand and the Analects of Confucius in the other. This would give him the momentum of a farming and reading family.
But I just dare to think about it. If my father really wants to do this, he will be embarrassed if he doesn't blush.
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"Toffee Princess, come on, let's do another one, something high-pitched, very powerful..."
As Cheng Chubi raised his hands high, Concubine Yuwen puffed up her cheeks with all her strength, and in an instant, the high-pitched trumpet sounded again.
Everyone looked numb and dull as they looked at Cheng Chubi who was gesticulating non-stop and Concubine Yuwen who was playing the suona.
Even though Wu Meiniang had stuffed cotton balls in her ears, she still couldn't help but roll her eyes when she heard such a suona sound.
I quickly focused my attention on the crystal bottle again, but I didn't see any bubbles coming out.
After Concubine Yuwen finished playing, Wu Meiniang reported the good news to Cheng Sanlang.
Cheng Chubi nodded and took the cotton ball out of his ear.
It seems that there is no problem. It is time to extubate Princess Yuwen today. Leaving it for too long is not a good thing.
Soon, with Wu Meiniang's help, Cheng Chubi quickly pulled out the retained drainage needle.
After covering it with gauze, I used dog skin plaster to stick it on before retreating outside the house.
After Concubine Yuwen was fully dressed, Cheng Chubi returned to the house and packed up his utensils.
He began to give Concubine Yuwen some ideas.
"Toffee, during this period, you need to blow for a quarter of an hour each morning, noon, and afternoon to continue to exercise your lung capacity."
"Furthermore, you need to do more activities every day, but of course not strenuous activities. After all, you are recovering."
After seeing Concubine Yuwen nodding, Cheng Chubi thought of the square dance songs he had composed before. It would be a waste if they were not used.
After all, playing cards and the like can only delay Alzheimer's disease and increase the brain activity of these middle-aged and elderly women.
However, it is not enough to exercise your brain alone. You must also exercise your body, so that you can develop your moral, intellectual and physical abilities in an all-round way.
"By the way, my dear, you don't do any exercise on weekdays, right?"
After hearing Cheng Sanlang's inquiry, Princess Yuwen couldn't help but feel happy and slowly shook her head.
"Usually I just walk around the palace at most. On weekdays, I just read, and occasionally I read the "Chang'an Xunbao" that you run, Cheng Sanlang."
"This is not possible, especially for people like you who have been sick and need rehabilitative exercise."
"Let's do this. I remember the emperor once said that there is a group of musicians in Da'an Palace. I wonder if you, the concubine, can make the decision."
"First lend those musicians to Wei Chen so that Wei Chen can teach them some dance music. Come back later and teach you square dancing."
"Square dance?" Concubine Yuwen looked at the serious Cheng Sanlang standing in front of her with a confused look on her face. She always felt that there was something wrong with this child's brain.
Just dance, what does it have to do with the square?
Even Wu Meiniang looked confused and couldn't help but gently tugged on Cheng Sanlang's shirt and whispered.
"Third brother, don't mess around."
"How can this be called nonsense? I am doing this for the sake of the Imperial Concubine, the other empresses in Da'an Palace, and the health of His Majesty the Emperor."
"Empress, please listen to Wei Chen's explanation."
Cheng Chubi looked at the confused Concubine Yuwen in front of him and took a deep breath.
"I would like to ask Xiang, like you, Princess Toffee, you have not exercised for a long time and only take walks occasionally. How do you feel about your body?"