Chapter 1578 Your third brother Cheng has a lot of crazy ideas, whoever earns
Chapter 1578 Your brother Cheng San has so many clever ideas, it’s hard to say who will gain and who will suffer (please subscribe and vote)
Cheng Chubi could only loosen his fingers angrily, but he was really not a bully and felt that he needed to remind him.
"It's not that my nephew doesn't want to let go, it's that this thing is heavy. Uncle, please be careful..."
The moment Cheng Chubi carefully released his fingers, Li Shimin's expression changed again. Damn it?!
Subconsciously, he changed from one hand to both hands, and then he steadily played the Cheng's pipa. He couldn't say a word for a long time.
The Fangjiro guitar that I had just played in my hand for a long time weighed only six or seven pounds, weighing as much as the sky.
But the Cheng's Pipa in the hands of Te Niang's Cheng Sanlang is probably not thirty kilograms, but it must be twenty-five or six kilograms.
Li Shimin remembered that Qin Qiong's weapons were only of this size.
"Cheng Sanlang, is this a musical instrument?!" Li Shimin weighed the heavy weapon in his hand with a black look on his face, and stared at Cheng Sanlang with bulging eyes.
Twenty-five or six kilograms, that’s a really special weapon used to rob the rich and give to the poor.
I'm afraid only fat and strong men can play with ease.
Although Li Shimin is the immediate emperor, he has not been on the battlefield for many years, so it is a bit heavy to copy this thing.
Cheng Chubi's expression looked so innocent, and his eyes were so confused.
"Yes, Master Luo made this specially for my nephew because he felt that it would be awkward to use those too light Cheng's pipa."
Of course Cheng Chubi would not tell Li Shimin that the actual weight was only sixteen or seventeen pounds.
However, considering that he is surrounded by fat and strong martial arts children and rough old men.
Taking advantage is a typical example of not practicing martial ethics, so in order to prevent being robbed by a group of brothers.
Cheng Sanlang took great pains and had several lead ingots installed inside the speaker.
At that time, the musician was confused and couldn't understand what Mr. Cheng wanted to do. Cheng Chubi told him in a very serious and thoughtful manner.
As a child of the Wu family, I cannot just engage in music and forget my job.
Playing the piano while not forgetting to exercise at the same time is an example of the Cheng family who have passed down poetry and calligraphy to their families.
Of course, although the musician definitely didn't believe Cheng Sanlang's serious nonsense, but for the sake of giving him enough money and silk.
Not to mention the addition of lead ingots weighing more than ten kilograms, even if the entire Cheng's pipa refined by Master Luo is wrapped with a layer of lead, there will be no problem.
Li Shimin looked at the Cheng Sanlang exclusive musical instrument in his hand with a dark face, and looked at Cheng Sanlang suspiciously.
I always feel like there's something weird here, but I can't find anything wrong.
As soon as he plucked it with his fingers, Li Shimin, an amateur plucked instrument master, immediately felt that this instrument was different from the one played by Fang Erlang before.
I have to admit that the Cheng style pipa made by Master Luo from the Taiyue Department is indeed a top choice in terms of appearance, tone and feel.
The problem is that Te Niang's pipa is a bit too heavy. It is five or six times as heavy as the Cheng's pipa in Fang Erlang's hand.
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Li Shimin couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and wanted to occupy it and give it to his father.
But when I think about my biological father Li Yuan's old arms and legs, even though he can still afford sticks, he drives Cheng Sanlang to the East Palace.
But the problem is, if my father wants to engage in music, this thing is really too boring.
In particular, my father is very happy to perform various pipa skills. If he gets excited, he wants to play the pipa from behind.
The result clicked, what should I do because the heavy Cheng Pipa flashed my waist?
Cheng Chubi looked silently at Li Shimin's obviously darkened and complicated expression.
I know that this emperor who wants to take advantage of me is struggling.
Is it a lose-lose situation? Or is it angrily breaking one's word and getting rich, letting one's good treasure go?
Cheng Chubi suddenly had a clue in his mind, and he came closer and said with a very dog-legged attitude.
"Uncle, my nephew's special item is indeed a bit too heavy. I'm afraid it wouldn't be appropriate to give it to the Emperor. Otherwise..."
"Why don't I wait for my nephew to go to the Taidong Department again and ask Master Luo to take action again to buy the Emperor a Cheng's pipa that is light but has exquisite sound quality and a more beautiful shape? Look..."
"Okay, okay, nephew, I'm very pleased that you have such intentions. So, just go and get it done as soon as you get back."
Hearing Li Shimin's conciliatory tone, Cheng Chubi couldn't help but be overjoyed, and quickly reached out to get his precious treasure back.
Hey? Hey? Hey? What do you mean?
Cheng Chubi stretched out his hands in astonishment and watched as His Majesty the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty held the Cheng's Pipa in his arms. Instead of handing it to him, he turned around and handed it to the furry-faced guard standing behind him with a strange look on his face.
The leader, Zhao Kun.
"Well, Zhao Kun, take it for me. This is Cheng Sanlang's treasure. Don't break it."
Not far away, Queen Changsun, who happened to be walking over, saw Cheng Sanlang's expression, her eyes twitched, she quickly stopped and turned around, coughing to cover up her embarrassment.
My husband is really wondering why he keeps teasing this kid, but when he thinks about how this kid is acting like a monster all day long, forget it, I pretend I can't see it.
Just in time to stop Li Mingda who was about to pass with a strange expression.
"Mom, look..." Li Mingda wanted to laugh out loud several times, but finally managed to hold it back.
Empress Changsun smiled gracefully, lowered her voice and whispered in Li Mingda's ear.
"Okay, Mom has seen it a long time ago. Let your dad do it. Anyway, your brother Cheng San has a lot of clever ideas. It's hard to say who will gain and who will suffer."
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After Li Shimin handed the dead Cheng's pipa to Zhao Kun, he turned around and saw Cheng Sanlang's appearance.
First, he farted subconsciously, and then he controlled his emotions forcefully, looking very friendly and surprised.
"Hey, why are you still standing here?"
"No, that uncle, that belongs to my nephew..." Cheng Chubi was unhappy, gesturing with his fingers and looking resentfully.
"Oh, dear nephew, it's not like you don't know that I am also good at playing various stringed instruments.
I am very happy to see you playing this instrument today. Well, I will play with it for a few days.
Later, you can ask Master Luo of Taile Shu to do it for you, and you can just bring it to me and pick it up by the way."
"By the way, after you asked Master Luo to make the musical instrument, remember to bring it over to me first to see if it suits me. Otherwise, haha..."
Cheng Chubi looked at the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty who was smiling broadly.
There is always a desire to take off one's shoes, pull out the smelly socks and stick them on a small stick with leaves, and write to the heaven that the sky is dead and Huang Tiandang is standing.
Shouting the slogan of overthrowing the two great mountains of feudalism and imperialism, calling on the whole world...
Forget it, just think about it, after all, he is his father-in-law.
After defeating him, how can I explain to the cutie Li Mingda?